After the Legend

Chapter 112: People operating in the dark

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As soon as he walked into the gate, Minte discovered that there were more than a dozen unfamiliar large carriages parked next to them. They were very gorgeously decorated, but exuded a gaudy atmosphere. This shouldn't be the carriage that a big shot of Noga would ride in, right

Walking further inside, he saw countless staff crowding outside the circus tent, peeking in, and making gasps of surprise from time to time. What are they looking at

The team leader grabbed a patrol guard and threw the question to him. The guard swallowed his saliva and said: "It's the Desert Flower Dance Troupe from West! They were going to perform an encore performance, and the carriage broke down when passing nearby. I had to stay overnight. To express their gratitude, they performed a song and dance. Those girls are so beautiful, with such good figures, those legs, that waist..."

He smiled very obscenely, and the team leader was tempted by what he said and wanted to drag Minte to watch it together, but Minte frowned and refused. The captain wanted to persuade again, but the guard urged: "Captain, if you want to see it, hurry up. Their mainstay Namu will jump soon. She is the most beautiful one!" The captain hurriedly left Minte behind and squeezed in. In the pile.

Minte shook his head angrily and turned around to walk towards his residence. On the way, he suddenly thought that Esparo had done something to him when he was away for the whole day. After thinking about it, he turned around to his tent and saw that there was no one nearby. Just lie down by the small window and look at it secretly.

Esparo was sitting by the stove, holding a stack of paper in his hand, looking at it with concentration, flipping the paper from time to time, and writing a few notes in the small notebook next to him.

Minte wanted to know what was written on that stack of paper. He had a feeling that it would be very important information, but how could he see it

After thinking for a while, he picked up a stone and threw it in the other direction of the tent. At this time, most of the guards had gone to the circus tent to watch the singing and dancing. Only a dozen or twenty people were left patrolling, and they just happened to move to other places. Therefore, the surroundings were very quiet. Although the sound of stones falling on the ground was not loud, it was enough to arouse Esparo's suspicion. When he heard it, he immediately put down the paper in his hand and walked out to see what was going on.

Minte had been staying at the small window at the diagonal rear of the tent and saw him going out. He hurriedly used a water mirror technique to reflect the writing on the stack of paper on the mirror. At the same time, he took out a small brass telescope - a secret research result of the Security Agency - and looked at the mirror. Hearing that Esparo was about to turn around, he hurriedly retracted the Water Mirror Technique and hurriedly retreated into the shadows.

Minte hid in a remote corner nearby and carefully recalled the contents of the piece of paper he just saw. That should be a list. Several of the names on it were known to him, and they happened to be the debtors he visited today. And appeared in the crowd in front of the temple at the same time.

Weird riots, people who owe gambling debts to the Entertainment Oasis Casino, and sudden money. And Esparo, who has been living in the entertainment oasis and doesn’t know what he is doing...

Minte felt. He seemed to have caught something.

There was a commotion in front of the main tent. Minte looked up. I saw a large group of guards clearing the way. Mrs. Ziya and a few unknown people were walking towards the main tent. He recognized that the strangers were wearing Noga clothes. I knew that he must be the so-called distinguished guest. Rolling his eyes. Then walked out of the darkness. Take advantage of others when they are unprepared. Sneak into the group of guards. Like everyone else. Stations lined the roadside. He bowed his head respectfully.

Come to the Noga people. The leader is a young man in his twenties and thirties. The appearance is dignified. But his eyes seemed a little frivolous. As he walked, he admired the performance just now: "Especially the last dance. It's really amazing! That dancer...is called Namu, right? I never thought that Weisha could be so charming...cough. An outstanding artist. I've seen this. Dancing. In the past, if I looked at other people's dance, I would find it boring. What should I do now?" He glanced at Mrs. Ziya.

Mrs. Ziya smiled. Then she smiled and said: "It is an honor for a dancer to be appreciated by you. I believe Namu is a smart person. She knows where is the best place to display her talents."

The young man laughed loudly: "Mrs. Ziya. I have heard that you are a wonderful person. I met you today. You are indeed worthy of your reputation." He also pinched Ziya's cheek. The latter was stunned for a while. Then his face turned a little blue. With a forced smile, he invited the other party into the main tent.

Minte quietly raised his eyes and watched the young man walking by. Suddenly, he realized that the man dressed as a secretary following him looked very familiar. It was the man in gray who mysteriously disappeared a few days ago. His eyes suddenly opened wide.

The man in gray frowned and looked at the young man with a look of disapproval. Suddenly he felt that someone was looking at him. He glanced around quickly but didn't notice. As soon as he turned his head, Esparo was standing by the road, holding a gun in his hand. Folding the papers, he nodded to himself. He also nodded, and then Esparo came over and entered the main tent with him.

Minte quietly breathed a sigh of relief. Seeing that the other guards stood up straight, he followed suit, but his eyes drifted towards the main tent from time to time.

The man in gray actually came with the Noga people, and Esparo also entered the main tent. What were they talking about inside

At the beginning, many young waitresses came in and out of the main tent, carrying wine bottles, fruit plates, delicacies, washbasins and towels, and laughter and laughter could be heard from time to time in the tent. Soon all the maids were kicked out, and it was so quiet in the tent that even though Minte listened hard, he couldn't hear the conversation inside. By the time the people inside clapped their hands again to summon the maid to come in, it was already the middle of the moon.

Minte was exhausted after running around for a day. He looked at the other guards around him and found that they were about the same. Some people sneaked away when they saw that there was nothing important to do. Minte thought that the information was important, so he could only hold on. Suddenly he heard the tent door flap being raised with a bang, and Mrs. Ziya walked out angrily, followed by Nick, and the two of them walked towards the entertainment area. Min Te's heart moved and he followed quietly.

Mrs. Ziya walked far away, and then she yelled: "What?! They actually sent such a person! Do those people in the north not pay attention to this negotiation so much?!"

Nick hurriedly shushed, looked back carefully, and then lowered his voice and said, "Are you crazy?! That's a real powerful kid! What if he hears you?"

Mrs. Ziya still said angrily: "So what if I hear it?! In order to cover up people's eyes, I drove most of the guests away, and arranged for others to pester the rest so that the news would not leak out, but what about him? What about him? What about him?" It was such a grand event, and for fear that others would not know that a Noga noble was coming, he asked a song and dance troupe from outside to perform for him, and now he has the idea of being a dancer. What does he think of me?! Is he his pimp? ?!”

Nick sighed: "He has gone too far, but he is a close friend of Prince Noga, and we cannot but give him face. It is not strange for the Noga people to come to play, as long as no one knows his true intention." Of course these powerful children will look down on people like us. Anyway, he is just here as a liaison officer. He will only stay for one night, so just bear with it."

Although he tried his best to comfort her, Mrs. Ziya's face was still ugly and she said: "What do you mean by people like us? We are not ordinary civilians now. We are powerful. We are the ones who have the final say in Mengli! Even if it comes to West, Hob and Im don't dare to show my shame! What's so great about a noble and playboy? He's not a prince or a duke..." She became more and more anxious as she spoke, her voice high-pitched and high-pitched. It was very different from the Roumei I heard that day.

Nick hurriedly stopped her, looked back a few times, and whispered: "Okay. Don't be angry anymore, endure this time first, and when the matter is settled, everyone in Weisha will look at our faces." When the time comes, who will dare to look down on us?" He looked around at no one, then softened his voice: "Zi'er, just be patient, all this is for our future."

After hearing this, Mrs. Ziya softened and gave him a look. Then he walked towards the circus tent, Nick smiled and quickly followed.

Minte emerged from the darkness and exhaled. He seemed to have heard some inside story just now.

When Mrs. Ziya returned to the main tent again, besides Nick, there was also a young woman with her. When Min Te first saw her, he thought her whole body was on fire, but he took a closer look. Only then did she realize that she was actually wearing a fiery red gauze dress. There was no jewelry or gold embroidery embellishment on it. It was just a simple tulle that clung tightly to her beautiful figure, covering everything from her neck to her feet. It's tight, but others can faintly see the white and delicate skin underneath through the tulle. As soon as she moved around, tiny silver bells could be heard on her feet, and a section of her calf exposed from under her skirt was as white as snow.

She is covered with a red veil. Only half of the face is exposed. You can see that the skin is fine and white, and the hair is black and thick. A pair of big eyes seemed to be able to speak, eager to express their feelings. Her figure is not actually plump, but she is slender and has slender hands and feet, giving her a graceful appearance.

When Minte saw her, he guessed that she was Namu, the mainstay of the Desert Flower Dance Troupe that Noga's "distinguished guest" and Mrs. Ziya talked about.

Mrs. Ziya looked at her with complicated eyes, touched her face, feeling a little jealous, but she pretended to be elegant and generous on the surface and said to Namu: "The distinguished guest is in the tent, he is a real big shot. As long as you serve well, it is better than dancing in a song and dance troupe for a lifetime."

Namu looked at her with a half-smile but not a smile: "Thank you, madam, for reminding me. I have heard about you a long time ago and have always regarded you as a legendary senior. When I met you today, you are indeed...well-deserved."

Mrs. Ziya twitched her lips uncomfortably, and then took Namu into the tent. After a while, she, Nick, Esparo, the gray clothes and the people who went in all came out. The former had a sullen face. , and said: "Let's go, let's not disturb the distinguished guests." Then he and Nick entered another tent. He actually gave up his tent to the guests. The man in gray glanced at Esparo and left together.

Many guards yawned and dispersed, leaving those who had to work the night shift to return to their posts. Min Te thought for a while, then went back to his tent to rest. At about three o'clock in the middle of the night, he got up, avoided the people in his tent, changed into black clothes, found a black cloth to cover his face, and quietly went to Touch the main account.

He could clearly see that Esparo went in with the stack of documents, but came out empty-handed. No one else had any paper in their hands, so the document was probably still in the account. There are no guards around now. If I don’t steal now, how long will it take

He found a place covered by debris at the rear left side of the main tent, moved the pile of obstacles, carefully cut the tent cloth with a knife, opened a three-foot-high opening, listened carefully to what was going on inside, and then squeezed in. Got in.

There were tulles hanging everywhere in the main tent, filled with a rich aroma. Minte sneaked in along the dim light and saw a man and a woman sleeping in the big bed behind. The man was the young distinguished guest, and the woman was Namu. Both of them were disheveled, and the latter still had half of her vagina exposed. On the shoulder, the purple finger marks are particularly obvious on the snow-white skin.

Minte shook his head and ignored them. He carefully explored the surrounding areas where things could be stored. Not long after, he found a beautifully styled box in the small room separated by a gauze curtain on the left. It was one foot high and two feet long. It's wide, I don't know what kind of material it is made of, and it actually feels a little warm to the touch. There are gorgeous patterns painted on the lid of the box, which look a bit like some kind of flowers unique to Noga. Minte discovered that the lock on the box door was specially made and could only be opened with a specially prepared key. He thought: It seems that this is a box used to store precious items. I wonder if the document will be inside

He touched the lock and was about to find the key when he suddenly heard a rustling sound coming from the direction of the big bed. He hurriedly hid behind the screen, hiding his body in the darkness.

A figure walked into the small room. Through the dim light in the tent, Minte recognized that it was Namu. She only wrapped a large gauze scarf around her body, looked back at the direction of the bed, and then walked softly. Go to the box, take out a key and open the lock.

She took out the items in the box and looked at them one by one. Minte could see clearly in the dark, there were several pieces of jewelry, two documents and the like, a large bag of gold coins, and then, a document. He immediately held his breath to see what Namu was going to do.

I saw Namu flipping through the documents page by page under the light, her face getting uglier and uglier. Suddenly she heard the voice of "distinguished guest" calling her from the other side of the big bed. She hurriedly put the documents back into the box and locked it. , then took back the key and walked towards the big bed.

The young man looked at her suspiciously: "You didn't sleep in the middle of the night. Where did you go?"

Namu said bitterly: "I'm just a little sad...I met you in this capacity and in this place. What should I do in the future? When I think about how I will never see you again after tonight, I...I..." Then It was her sobbing voice.

The young man was very proud and coaxed her: "What's so sad about this? Just come with me."

"But your family will be dissatisfied, right? I'm just a dancer..."

"It's okay, they won't say anything." She's just a dancer, not a wife. The young man hugged the beauty and touched it gently, and soon he became interested: "Beauty, let's do it again..."

Namu let out a soft cry, followed by gasps and moans. Minte blushed a little after hearing this, and forced herself to pretend that she had not heard anything. She tiptoed back to the original small room, gently pulled the screen to cover her figure, then quickly touched the box and touched the lock. And it opened.

Minte weighed the small ice particles that were stuck in the keyhole, secretly glad that his hands and feet were fast enough just now.

He took out the documents and wanted to stuff them into the storage ring, but when he thought about the missing things, he would be alarmed. Mint paused, and then used the dim light to flip through the stack of documents.

Unexpectedly, the more he looked at him, the more solemn his expression became. This is not an imaginary agreement document, but a plan. From buying off gangsters, controlling food prices, spreading rumors, and causing conflicts between Van A and other countries, the contents of the first few pages alone are shocking. He thought of the riot that almost happened tonight. Sure enough, someone was behind it, but why did Esparo and the Nogar do this

Minte quickly lowered his head and continued to read, wondering if there would be an answer at the back of the plan, but he didn't notice that a hand stretched out from the dark corner behind him.

(After writing the last sentence, I suddenly felt so cold...)