Heaven’s Intention

In the blue sky, no seagulls soar freely. A cheer from the sailor on the lookout tower.

A clipper came straight, this is the dock guide boat.

Captain Dysonge stood on the bow and greeted each other, and issued an order to sail the ship towards the dock.

The wharf area was covered with wooden blocks and creaks along the way.

The manager of a dock greeted him and waited for the boat to reach the shore: "Sir, where are you from? What is on the ship?"

"I'm from the Kingdom of Esk. All the food on the ship is food!" Desinger said proudly, and waved his hand: "We are the people of Viscount Tattershaw, and this time brought three ships!"

As the devastation of the Esk Kingdom ended, the country finally entered the stage of resuming production. The harvest of winter wheat in June this time eased food problems for the entire kingdom.

Of course, Tat Shaw has been harvesting for several years. In addition to self-use, the grain is sold to other places in the country. Only one year after Romon left, the seed was sown for the second time, so the harvest was still obtained.

Follow the order of the lord lady. Three ships of grain sailed here and handed them over to the local pilgrimage business association.

A Viscount's boat, and the food he brought was still food. This manager immediately brought a trace of respect and took off his hat to salute: "Welcome to Hong Kong, please come in!"

Several spacious avenues were built from the pier to the city. Desinger completed the formalities. Now someone naturally notified the Pilgrimage Business Association to order the sailor to take a third rotation and go ashore. He himself looked at the pier area.

To his surprise, it was quite lively.

Built along the avenue, the closest to the pier is, of course, rows of hotels and bars, provided to sailors and businessmen, so there is always a loud noise, and you can always see drunk guys.

There are also houses for fishermen and markets.

A little further away is the city wall, which is tall and thick, and soldiers are seen patrolling from time to time.

The standard defense equipment, Dessenger glanced at it, and knew it was a warehouse.

Why not build the warehouse closest to the dock?

This is of course for safety.

There are also some women at the door of restaurants and hotels.

Even during the day, sometimes in these houses, there was a burst of coquettishness, and the rude laughter of sailors.

Desinger drilled into a seemingly advanced bar.

People in this bar. It ’s not that small, there are also women dancing, but it seems that they are relatively elegant, at least they are of higher quality and wear more clothes.

Desinger found a corner where no one had noticed, and asked for a bottle of wine, a few dishes, and began to watch while watching, and listening to the comments of the people around him.

"Recently, the food has become tight again, and even a glass of wine has doubled!" Said a short man sitting nearby scolding.

"Yeah, although the wheat is harvested, it is a pity that there are too few fields to grow, there are some relatively safe fields, and there are still manpower problems, and now half of the food is not enough." A thin man next to him They also grumbled that with these words, they knew that they were businessmen, otherwise they would not have this knowledge.

"Isn't there a granary in the city?" Said another burly businessman.

"You don't understand. There is food in the warehouse, but how many years has it been since the disaster? It's almost eaten." The short merchant said disapprovingly.

"How do you know? There may be reserves, but, again, think about it too!" Said the thin man: "According to the truth, the warehouse is no more."

"I heard that in several countries, the magic disaster has basically subsided, so why not provide some assistance?"

"Several countries are over, but only after the magic disaster has been quelled, they are all busy building their own. Even if they produce some grain, they use it by themselves. If you want to buy grain, wait for next year!" The short businessman said proudly. : "Of course, if you get food, people will buy three times the profit!"

"Wow ... this business is done!" The burly businessman said excitedly.

"However, even if I bought food, the sea was not smooth. Many refugees did not have a way to live, and they went to work as robbers and pirates." The short businessman sighed and said: "A while ago, three ships sank, making business difficult what!"

Hearing this, Desinger smiled with pride and drank a bottle of wine.

Although the nautical people drink well, he has a three-point drunkenness. He feels that his mouth is dry, so he asked for some water. Before returning, I saw a man sitting in his place.

"Hey, man, this is my seat." Desinger said.

At this moment, the two men appeared suddenly, with a pair of hands in one hand, and the half-drunken Dysonger suddenly couldn't move, and his back stabbed twice.

This was the tip of the knife. Dyson was shocked, and the wine suddenly awoke a bit.

"Don't move, don't shout, if you don't want to die!" Said a low voice, and a few people went out quietly, holding Dessenger like a drunk.

This did not attract any attention.

It's just that, half an hour later, a man in his twenties and wearing a blue coat realized that something was wrong.

On the opposite pier patrol, Khan sweated, he said dryly: "Sir, we have searched the neighborhood. No trace of Mr. Desinger has been found."

"Inspector General, if I remember correctly, I have to leave the pier, or the waterway, or go out from the gate, where there are guards." The young man said, he suppressed his anger: "Time is still very For a short time, I want to know if the doorman remembers, Mr. Desinger went out. "

"Sir, I have already asked, the guard said. I did not see the person described go out." The inspector said with his head down.

"So, can I think that our pilgrimage business association's noble guests loaded with food were abducted here, yes, the three ships of food are very conspicuous at this time, but it is very daring to move our pilgrimage business association Rare. "The young man said calmly, but everyone could hear the chill and anger in his breath.

The Inspector General heard this, his body was a little trembling, the influence and strength of the Pilgrimage Business Association, he knew a little, and he knew exactly how horrible the young man ’s anger was.

"Inspector General, you should be aware that the business association has always been generous to its own people and collaborators, but it will mercilessly attack those who dare to offend. I hope this time, we can find a reason to forgive you."

"Yes, lord, you can rest assured that I already have an idea. As long as you give me a little more time, I will definitely be able to solve this matter." The inspector bowed and said.

"Oh, who is it?"

"Adult, although there is no evidence, it is estimated that this was done by the Bovek gang."

"Boweck gang? I want to know his situation."

"Yes, Bovek was a thief, and later got a chance to survive on the pier, so he established a small gang, which is said to be early this year. He was awarded the official organization title of the thieves union."

"The official members of this gang are about 25. I checked it and received Mr. Desinger's management, that is, the people related to them."

"Oh, that's what it is, you remember very well, then what do you think is this Bovec?"

"Yes, although there is no evidence, but ..."

"No evidence is needed for this matter, since you think that Bovek did it, then you can take someone to destroy them, or you have insufficient strength, oh, it does n’t matter, the Pilgrimage Business Association is happy to be in this regard Use of force ... Knight of Duluth, are you willing to help our friends? "The young man turned to a man in his thirties.

The man smiled a little: "Sir, please listen to your orders!"

This man, with a faint glow on his body, surrounded him like smoke, and the inspector swallowed a saliva. This is a knight!

And those who are silent at the back are dangerous warriors at a glance.

In a flash, the inspector general knew that the Bovek gang was over, and today is the time for its destruction.

This young man's men are enough to wipe out any force in the dock area. Of course, the reason why the young man let him lead the team, the inspector general also understands the reason.

Although the Pilgrimage Business Association has sufficient force and determination, it is not willing to use them publicly, because they are not the rulers of this place, nor are they security units.

Although the inspector-general is only a trivial person, he represents the legal inspection right here, and the law enforcers who have the right to suppress when necessary, with his leadership, everything is legal.

The chief inspector responded immediately: "Yes!"

Then he took the people without going around in circles.

As the inspector general, he actually knows this area very well. The inspector not only knows every road, every family, but also every gangster, every thief, and even their basement.

Local patrols and thieves are actually familiar with each other and form a tacit cooperation. Whether it is thieves or patrols, in this case, the prospects are not very bright if they do not tacitly agree with each other.

Because of this, led by the inspector, at a very fast speed, he arrived in front of a warehouse, which was very ordinary and looked unremarkable.

"Sir, it's here."

"Inspector General, you have the power to enforce the law, give orders!" The young man said coldly, he had already felt the commotion in the warehouse ~ www.wuxiaspot.com ~ He didn't want to waste time.

The members of the gang generally do not fight with the law enforcers, and most of them will scatter and avoid along some ways.

"Attack!" The inspector said.

Before the words fell, the group rushed up, and only listened to the sound of "boom", the door was opened, and the killing sound came up.

The screams inside and out made the inspector shudder and cold sweat kept coming down.

For a moment, the swollen nose and blue eyes came out, and he apparently suffered a little in this hour.

The young man greeted him with a smile: "Oh dear Dysonge, my friend, how are you?"

The afternoon sun was shining brightly, illuminating the entire warehouse, with dying moans from time to time.

Desinger is the captain after all, he understood it and said, "Oh, I have nothing to do with friends like you."

With a smile, he showed his teeth. (!)