Vol 5 Chapter 103: The funeral of the king!

[Net] It was lighted up slightly, and the fish belly was white.
Ma revised the three documents he was checking.
"No problem, it's all carefully forged by me, enough to handle most of the inspections."
The former ‘big thief’ said confidently.
"Can you give me a little more confidence?"
"Today is the funeral of'Siwalk VII'. The inspection must be very strict!"
Rodney picked up his ‘secret certificate’ and murmured.
"Nothing can be done 100%!"
"Seventy percent is enough to do it!"
Matthew emphasized.
"Seventy percent?"
"No, no, no!"
"Anything is half and half, either success or failure-a percentage? It doesn't exist!"
Rodney, the fat intelligence dealer, shook his head repeatedly.
Tanier silently picked up his ‘secret certificate’.
Good materials.
Exquisite workmanship.
There is no difference from the ‘secret certificate’ he has seen before.
He couldn't find any flaws.
This is true whether it is the steel stamp on it, the photo, or the paper.
At least, he couldn't tell.
"thanks."
Tanier's sincere thanks.
Although he believes that even if they don’t have a guarded ‘secret certificate’ and have a friend Jason, they can sneak into it without knowing it, but there are easier ways, and no one wants to choose the more difficult one.
"You're welcome."
"Helping you is also helping me."
"Telte has become more and more weird recently-it seems to behave as I and the fat man speculated, but... always gives me a feeling of'too smooth.
Matthew said, looking at Rodney.
The latter also nodded.
"Well, very deliberately."
"Anyway, be careful."
Rodney looked solemn.
At this time, Jason walked out of the basement.
"Morning, Jason."
Tanil greeted with a smile.
Matthew and Rodney nodded quickly.
The former handed over the certificate, while the latter took up the cloak.
"Set off?"
Tanier picked up the breakfast Matthew had prepared.
"Um!"
Jason took the'secret certificate', put on a large cloak, covering his whole body, and then picked up the sandwich in the basket in Tanier's hand.
The sandwich is a traditional ham and egg.
Cheese is also added, the eggs are fried crispy, and the ham is pure meat.
After a bite, the softness of the bread is mixed with the crispness of the fried egg, and the taste is quite good. When the meat and cheese are filling the taste buds, Jason gestures to Matthew with a thumb.
"Matthew, you are retired and you can open a restaurant."
Rodney said so.
Although he has always had a habit of bickering with Matthew, Rodney also admires Matthew's cooking skills.
After swallowing three ham sandwiches in twos and threes, Jason opened the ‘secret certificate’.
"'Tibetan'?"
There is a slightly modified photo of him.
Below is a code-like name.
"Well, Your Excellency Jason, please bear in mind this code name. He is a real one-one of the identities I have always raised, and the same goes for Rodney and Tanier."
"As long as you don't go into it little by little, no one will find out."
Matthew explained in more detail.
Jason nodded, picked up his credentials, and quickened his pace.
Tanil immediately followed.
Matthew and Rodney also did not fail.
There was a faint excitement on Rodney's face.
As a full-time ‘intelligence dealer’, what fascinates Rodney more than prying into privacy, he naturally knows the ‘truth’—this is what he does now.
To this end, he is willing to take risks.
As for Matthew?
This former ‘big thief’ would naturally want to escape if he could.
However, the recent situation in Tert is too mysterious.
From time to time, he had a bad premonition in his heart.
Instead, staying beside Jason gave him a sense of security.
As a ‘mysterious person’, Matthew trusts his instinct very much.
Therefore, he gave up the original plan and chose to follow suit.
There should be few people on the streets in the early morning.
However, when Jason and his group of four walked out of Zhenglishu Street, a group of figures appeared.
They are like the Jason four, wearing cloaks and covering their faces with hoods.
Naturally, they also have the same identity.
spy!
These secret agents, who used to hide among ordinary people, all acted this time.
Because this is the order of their immediate boss Al Sheli.
The patrolman standing on the side of the road kept his eyes open.
As if he hadn't noticed these spies at all.
In the further direction of the Telte City Gate, the five thousand elite city defense forces are already ready to go.
Toft and Tiabod stand side by side.
The expressions of the two were faintly excited.
today!
Today is the time to change the day!
"Are your people ready?"
Toft asked.
"Ordinary people are not good at all unless they are a large-scale army like yours."
"Do you expect a group of ordinary people with revolvers to fight against the'mysterious people'?"
"Do not make jokes."
Tiabode said as if he was self-deprecating, but his face was content.
Toft certainly knew where such contentment originated.
Tiabode has secretly trained a small, but absolutely top-notch special operations team, each of which is an elite of the elite, and will not be inferior to any ‘mysterious person’.
After all, these elites have also been ‘baptized’.
Of course, compared with ‘professionals’, it’s still not as good.
Although both ‘mysterious people’ and ‘professionals’ are both ‘mysterious people’, they are different concepts.
"Come on."
"You know, I'm talking about them"
"How did they arrange it?"
Toft asked.
"His Royal Highness has other arrangements for them. After all, today's home court is not with us!"
Tiabod sighed.
"Yes!"
Toft, the leader of the city defense army, also sighed, and then added another sentence.
"hope everything is fine!"
…
"Will everything go well?"
Prince Ruitai sat in the chair and asked softly.
"certainly!"
"Everything will go well!"
"Everything has been arranged!"
The sound of thunder echoed in the study.
Such a voice made Prince Ruitai feel relieved, and he let out a sigh of relief.
"Thank you, Doyle."
"Thanks for everything you have done for me."
Prince Ruitai said.
"this is necessary!"
"To know…"
"We are partners!"
The thunderous voice of the dragon Du Yi echoed again, and a smile appeared on the corner of Prince Ruitai's mouth. His Royal Highness nodded, got up from the chair, and walked straight out.
"Set off!"
With an order, Prince Ruitai walked towards the palace of'Siwalk VII'.
In the palace of ‘Siwalk VII’.
A black coffin was placed on the original bed.
There are no servants around, let alone waiters.
Those people were dismissed by Al Sheri a few hours ago.
At this time, only Al Sheli was kneeling in front of the black coffin.
"His Majesty…"
The secret probe raised his hand and stroked the coffin, tears gleaming in his eyes.
He knew from an early age that he was not a man of outstanding talent.
When I reach adulthood, I use ‘ordinary is blessing’ to comfort myself.
However, he knew that was an excuse.
How can a person who has never experienced wind and rain have the state of mind of ‘ordinary is blessing’?
It's nothing more than self-anesthesia after getting it.
But he is lucky.
He met ‘Siwalk VII’.
The boy who was willing to give him several opportunities, never punish him, but comforted him.
He can feel the kindness of the boy.
Can better understand the kindness and...
fear!
That's right, it's fear!
Fear of my uncle!
Although the boy pretended to be calm, every time he saw his uncle, the palm of his hand hidden in his sleeve would tremble, and he would be locked up by himself afterwards.
Even if he was crying, he dared not speak out.
He knows all this.
Therefore, he tried his best to protect this young man who had ‘acquainted with him’.
only…
He still made a mistake.
"His Majesty."
Al Cheri whispered again, and then touched the coffin again.
Finally, the secret probe stood up, he sorted it out, and he made the final preparations.
The plan has already started.
The backup plan was also launched.
He doesn't know whether it will succeed.
But whether it succeeded or failed.
he,
The who assassinated the boy must pay the price.
Even if he gave his life, he did not hesitate!
Time passed by every minute and every second.
When the early morning mist begins to dissipate—
Woo, woo, woo!
Amid the three long horns, a team of palace guards in military uniforms lifted the coffin of'Siwalk VII'.
According to West Walker's tradition, the emperor will go from the bedroom to the main hall, then the back garden, and then the various small halls-this is the last time the emperor will visit his palace.
Therefore, I will stay for a while at the place I visited most often during his lifetime.
But it won't be too long.
After patrolling everything, you will leave the palace and head to the cemetery.
In the blessings of relatives, they were buried and buried.
This is true from Westwalk I to Westwalk VI.
The same is true for Siwalk VII.
The only difference is that the most frequent places for King Westwalk VII are not gardens and side halls, but conference halls and small meeting rooms.
This is a diligent emperor.
Even according to ordinary people, he is just an adult.
Moreover, he is kind and has a good personality.
This can be seen in the sad eyes of the palace guards, waiters, and servants.
Woo, woo, woo!
The horn sounded three times again.
The coffin containing West Walker VII entered the conference hall.
Here, two hundred and seventy spies waited quietly.
After the coffin stays for a while, head to the small meeting room.
Two hundred and seventy spies followed close behind.
In front of the small meeting hall, five thousand elite city defense forces had already replaced the original palace guards. Toft and Tiabod looked at Al Sheri, who was getting closer, and they both smiled at the same time.
"It saves a lot of trouble!"
Tiabod said softly.
"Yeah, the'secrets' under Al Sherley have always been the ones that have caused me the most headache!"
"Now, he has all the summons!"
"It couldn't be better!"
Toft's face was hideous, and his eyes had an undisguised killing intent.
At this time, there is no need to conceal it.
"Be careful!"
"Al Xie Li is also a Tier 4 ‘Professional’ anyway!"
Tiabode reminded.
Toft curled his lips, disdainfully.
El Sheli, a Tier 4 professional, was completely the dead Siwalker VII who didn't care about using resources to pile up. Such resources were placed on him, at least a Tier 5 ‘professional’.
Where will it be like now, it's just third-order.
When I thought of meeting the young emperor, and proposed that as long as the other party was willing to offer equal conditions to him, he was willing to offer loyalty, and the other party did not hesitate to refuse.
Toft's hatred grew fuller.
He thought he was insulted!
This is an unforgivable thing!
snort!
Do you really think that without you, I won't be able to set foot on a higher level?
After today, he is at least a Tier 5 ‘professional’.
This is the promise of that adult!
The team carrying the coffin of Seawalk VII was getting closer.
Standing on both sides of the small meeting hall, the five thousand city defense forces held the handles of their guns, showing their fierce light.
Al Cheri, who was carrying the coffin, gritted his teeth, his eyes full of hatred.
Ruitai!
Are you unwilling to give your majesty even the last decent?
The secret probe gestured behind him.
His confidant took his place, and Al Sheri strode forward.
The secret probe walked to the forefront of the team.
He scanned the city defense forces on both sides, and finally his eyes fell on Toft and Thiabode.
Then, the secret probe led continued forward.
An unrelenting aura began to condense on the body of the densely probed collar that didn't seem to be strong.
Tiabod, who is the police chief of Tert, raised an eyebrow and took a step back without a trace.
Toft smiled grinningly, and raised his hand.
Wow!
Neatly, the city defense soldiers raised their guns.
The spirit-sending team stagnated.
"do not stop!"
"keep going!"
Al Sheri yelled.
At the same time, the whole person launched a charge.
The figure rushed towards Toft like an arrow from the string.
He knew very well that if he wanted the young man's coffin to enter the small hall, he had to deal with the person in front of him.
Whether it is held or killed.
It will be all right!
Looking at the rushing Alchere, Toft raised his hand and waved it down heavily.
"shot!"
Toft shouted happily.
Even if the other party is dead.
He wanted the other party to die unsafely.
What's more, this is also the order of the adult.
Bang, bang, bang!
Continuous gunfire sounded.
The projectile was shot at El Sheri, but it was blown away by an invisible force field before it approached.
But those palace guards who carried the coffin were not so lucky.
Even wearing the inner armor, under intensive shooting, it is useless at all.
These guards fell in a pool of blood.
The coffin of Siwalk VII was about to fall to the ground.
"what!"
Al Cheri, who was already close to Toft, let out a crackling roar.
He hates it!
I hate myself, why can't I be faster!
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Everything in front of him was as he expected.
Next, it should be him...
Um? !
Just about to retreat, Toft, who was about to pile Al Sheli to death, was taken aback for a moment.
What did he see?
A spy actually carried the coffin that was about to fall? !
"damn it!"
Toft cursed loudly.
It's not just cursing the nosy spy.
Still cursing Al thanks.
Because, at this time, Al Xieli had put the long sword in his hand on his neck—
"Let your men stop shooting!"
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