Chapter 63 The Plan of the Madman

Lin Yiyi huddled in the narrow wine barrel like a cat, staring intently at the void.

Today she has a very legitimate reason to come to the water forum.

Because this is not fishing, but gathering intelligence-they agreed with each other before that, if anyone leaves the team, remember to upload their news to the forum in real time and post them in their own posts.

In this case, those players who can't find the quest or find any clues for the investigation can also part-time as a dog-head military division, jumping back and forth in several posts, and passing the information to the players who need it as soon as possible.

And today's forum is particularly hot——

Purple Hydrangea: "x-on:Jiu'er, have you entered the city? x-on:一一, x-on:鄄餅goose, boss, what to do! After the messenger came back, the Viscount suddenly asked us to carry the black fire from the basement!"

Yiyi: "What?!"

Lin Yiyi was taken aback.

Purple Hydrangea is the player who somehow managed to infiltrate the Viscount Mansion as an escort who has not yet been discovered.

Without waiting for Lin Yiyi to inform the companions around him, after receiving Aite, the delicious Feng Goose who opened the forum was shocked, his pupils shrank, and he quickly replied:

Delicious Wind Goose: "Where is the black fire placed? Is there a plan? Hurry up and take a picture and send it up!"

Jiu'er: "We just entered the city. A golden-toothed bishop named Daliyuan just came over to warn the young master and told him a bunch of 'it's not your hatred over there', let him Don't go to the Viscount Mansion. Then someone came to the Viscount Mansion and invited the young master to be a guest. But in the end, the young master agreed."

Jiu'er: ""The young master is really witty", look at this post x-on: Zi Hydrangea, this is what the young master has just analyzed. He said that the Viscount is going to devour tigers, and there will only be that perverted dentist in the Viscount's house. "

Muggle Sakurajima: "It's called Bishop Darryl..."

Jiu'er: "Yes, a long and round bishop named Darryl."

Purple Hydrangea: "x-on:Jiuerx-on:Jiuerx-on:Jiuer, don't come!! The black fire is just outside the Viscount Mansion!"

Zi Hydrangea: "A lot of black fire, all of them are taken out! It has been connected into one piece, if it explodes, it will definitely not be able to get in or get out!"

Purple hydrangea: hand-painted map of Viscount's Mansion with many circles.jpg

Zi Hydrangea: "I can only confirm that there must be black fire in these places, I can't be sure about other places. Now the viscount has already run away, and our side is about to evacuate... After the black fire is placed, we will follow the viscount to the suburbs. What kind of manor is there, just leave a few people on the high ground, and when they all go in, use rockets to set fire!"

Delicious Wind Goose: "x-on:Ji'er, stop Don Juan!"

"That's forcing Don Juan and Gerald to be burned together!"

Delicious wind goose blurted out.

"...Wait a minute, I have an idea."

Suddenly, the child spoke up.

Lin Yiyi immediately covered his mouth with a snap, with a worried look on his face: "Don't worry, first go through what you're going to say in your mind. Say it one by one, don't open your mouth and die here suddenly... "

Because of being cursed and banned, even posting a melon-eating post on a child may be life-threatening. Not to mention discussing it with them.

"...That is to say, I feel very uncomfortable."

The homeless child took a deep breath: "Only the feeling that I can't help..."

"Your mission contribution should already be pretty good. After all, you seem to have picked out Gerald ahead of time. Wait, shut up, think about it first and then—"

Lin Yiyi slapped the child again, and then comforted her: "You can just stay here, but the best help is to help.

"In case you had another face-to-face with the doctor, maybe he would realize that you came to test him on purpose.

You might cause trouble for Don Juan. "

"I'll take it when I see it..."

The child grinned: "I don't want it. What I hate the most is 'take it as soon as it is ready', 'take it easy', 'delay it for a while' and so on. Obviously I can still get on, why should I wait here to die?

"And where do I have nothing to do?"

He pointed to himself and showed a bright smile: "What are you talking about - don't I still have life?"

"Don't play with such an old meme..."

Delicious Feng Goose couldn't help but complain.

But he also quickly realized what the child meant.

"...Do you want to light those black fires?"

"As expected of a goose!" the wandering child said with admiration, "you hurry up and tell Jiu'er and tell Don Juan to wait a moment... I will leave the armor and weapons here, and bring nothing, just take my life in - wait for that After anyone enters the door, I will light the black fire, and then let the young master go to harvest-"

The homeless child stood up immediately, his face fearless, and even seemed to be sparkling.

"That's what I call it, use the last remaining heat of life!"

On the other side, hearing the action plan relayed by Jiu'er, Annan pondered for a while, and immediately agreed: "Yes, but revise the plan.

"The people who were in ambush in the city before can be dispatched. First arrest those who were ambushed in high places and replace them with ours.

"Then remove some black fire and transport it to a distant place - just use the name of the viscount. Light it in advance and lead the guards away before the plan starts.

"—Of course, they can also keep some black fire. If there is any left, go and send some to the Viscount."

Annan pursed his lips and showed a gentle smile to Jiu'er: "Just tell him...Sir, you forgot something. Remember to be polite to the Viscount."

"Yes, sir."

Jiu'er's pupils became brighter and more excited, but her voice became softer: "I'll send it to him personally~"

Annan immediately patched and optimized the players' plans, as if he had thought of it originally.

That's true.

He really thought about it from the beginning, but didn't say it.

In Annan's common sense, the intelligence that he has displayed now is only the level of an ordinary teenager, and it will not be too exaggerated and ostentatious. After all, his colleagues can keep up with this level of thinking and rhythm.

Then, just set this state as the cognition of ordinary people.

Viscount Ba, Doctor Gerald, and the fake Don Juan Geraint... Each of the three parties wants to destroy the remaining two. The most vulnerable among them is undoubtedly Annan.

The Viscount has people, power, money, and time. The whole of Roseburg is his territory, but he has no resistance when facing Gerald at close range, so to him, Gerald is Bitang Juan's more important enemy - the only reason why he did not continue to assassinate Don Juan must be to use these two extraordinary people to check and even kill Gerald.

If the Viscount realizes that his plan may be variable, he will definitely launch a more radical and effective plan to ensure that nothing goes wrong.

Based on his age and experience in the army, Annan could judge that the Viscount must have known the flaws of the fueling tactics.

Whether it is "Don Juan Geraint" or Gerald, they are enemies with endless troubles once they return to the mountains. Therefore, the Viscount will definitely make a heavy hand to ensure that one step is in place.

So what does he have to do that?

dark Fire.

Viscount Barbour, who came from the battlefield, must understand the justice of the equivalent.

Only equivalent is the only reliable backup force.

Therefore, Annan forcibly brought in twenty people and disrupted the Viscount's original plan, in fact, he was forcing him to activate the black fire.

Not to kill "Don Juan Geraint", but to kill Gerald who, after defeating Don Juan, had more than twenty powerful servants.

According to Salvatore's intelligence, Gerald, as a reincarnation wizard, has no reliable defense capabilities.

The more showy the hero, the more crispy it will appear under the indiscriminate bombardment of the full coverage of AOE.

As long as Annan takes advantage of his strength, he can make the Viscount's long-established punch hit Gerald's face with a bewildered face just after entering the door.

But these plans, Annan did not explain to Salvatore. Being a little smart will make people admire, but being too smart will make people jealous.

Let them exist as accidents, as coincidences.

Annan's plans always seemed rather rough and wild, even a little crazy. But in the end, it will always have a miraculous effect because of such a coincidence.

So they will continue to despise Annan, "just a lucky madman."

But coincidences don't last forever. It's no coincidence that it happens all the time.

No one knows better than Annan.

No one in this world is ever lucky.

The madman in the casino only trusts Qianshu.