Chapter 347 An Actor’s Self-Cultivation

The next day, dawn.

The rising sun has not yet risen in the east, and it is supposed to be the time for the woman to get up early and take care of the family's meals. But in the high-end hotel, the nobles actually got up early to start activities.

Last night's chaos was brief, but it had an impact. Everyone is not in a good state now, rubbing their red eyes, yawning, and looking tired. Such a spirit should not get up so early, but now they have a reason to do so...

At this time, a middle-aged strong man wearing armor returned from the front hall of the hotel. He bowed to the nobles and greeted the cavalry. After walking into the attic, his face darkened a little, and he turned straight to the right, then stopped in front of a door, knocked twice, and pushed the door open.

"Sir, the negotiators from the Gray Army have arrived at the door. Do you need to go over?"

In the room, Alex sat quietly at the table, tapping his forehead with his fingers, with a thoughtful expression on his face, which was completely different from the rude and arrogant temperament he usually showed others. Wen Yan did not answer, but raised his head and asked an irrelevant question: "You haven't come back yet?"

The question was abrupt, but the middle-aged strong man who acted as a guard naturally knew what it meant, and shook his head: "No." After a pause, he continued, "Don't worry, sir. Although the housekeeper is a bit weak, he has always been cautious in doing things, and I brought eight more family members, everything will be fine. Well, when I just came back from outside, I saw Philip. He looked panicked and extremely nervous...The thief must have succeeded. So the housekeeper should be handling it now. We’ll be back soon after the funeral.”

"Well..." After a while, Alex nodded, still agreeing with this inference, then stood up, rubbed his palms, and said, "You just said that the people from the Gray Army have arrived? So early?"

The middle-aged man nodded, with a gloating smile on his face: "Yes, to be precise, I sent someone to deliver the post half an hour ago, and I just came here now. Haha, there is something exciting to watch now."

Alex laughed and shook his head: "Ha, these old worms who don't know what they are called... well, they are a bit clever."

Of course they were talking about what happened yesterday. In addition to Jack, several thieves hired by traditional nobles also sneaked in. However, after Alex and the others found out about this, they naturally did not allow any changes in the plan, so as soon as the thieves approached the attic last night, they were caught by the middle-aged man guarding the place.

What happened next was interesting. In the brief battle, the exposed thieves were all killed by the cavalry intentionally or unintentionally. Immediately, someone came forward to identify these thieves. It seemed that these thieves had appeared in the Gray Army's negotiating team...

There is no doubt that this is a false accusation, but this is all the traditional nobles need. It can be said that they played it very beautifully. If the thief is successful, then the seal will be obtained and everything will be fine. If the thieves fail, then kill them and silence them, and blame them on the gray-coated army without any psychological pressure.

"But why are these Gray Army men here so early...Forget it, let's go take a look." After wondering, Alex shook his head, walked to the door, paused, and threw a key to the middle-aged man. The strong man said, "You go with me. Well, you come out again in half an hour. If the housekeeper hasn't come back by then, you take people to the tavern."

"Yes!" The middle-aged man subconsciously glanced at a certain location in the room, bowed and nodded, then opened the wooden door and let Alex go out.

This negotiation was initiated by the gray-coated army and was very hasty, so at this time the nobles were already at the door of the hotel, and the attic seemed very quiet.

As soon as he came out of the attic, Alex raised his eyebrows and saw a beautiful woman walking towards her. She opened her mouth and laughed: "Ha, it turns out to be Miss Loris. Well, Philip is not in there."

Somehow, Alex seemed to see a rather strange expression on this beautiful woman's face, but when he looked carefully, it was all anxious.

"Oh...I've met Sir Alex! I'm back to find something."

Seal? But asking her to look for it, it seems that Phillip is really anxious... Alex feels more at ease, but on the surface he is still confused: "Looking for something? Tell me and see if I have seen it before."

"Yes, why didn't I expect... Well, it's a book called "An Actor's Self-cultivation". Sir, have you seen it?"

"Uh...w-what kind of cultivation?"

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Looking at the back of the woman running into the attic, Alex scratched his hair, turned around and asked, "Isn't it a seal?" The middle-aged man spread his hands, naturally not knowing what was going on.

Shaking their heads inexplicably, the two walked towards the front hall.

In this way, they naturally did not see that the woman behind them did not return to the room on the second floor after entering the attic. Instead, he turned to look at them, curled his lips slightly, and turned directly to the right side of the first floor.

Needless to say, this is Tang En.

What a good actor... Praising Alex secretly, Tang En smacked his lips, then looked at the door number, and finally stopped in front of a door, which was Alex's room.

I looked around and saw that the corridor was empty and silent. Get close, turn over your hand to reveal the dagger, and slowly slide it down along the crack of the door.

Tang En is an assassin, not a thief. Although he knows how to pick locks, he is not professional. It is better to break through it quickly. After all, he is not here to steal things this time...

Bang, a soft sound, and the door lock inside was directly destroyed. Tang En raised the corner of his mouth, pushed the door open, and then... was stunned!

Tang En had the guts to come in directly, so he was sure that there was no one in the room, which was indeed the case. However, the window opposite the door was now wide open, and a man dressed as a waiter was holding the window sill and bending over to climb in. , there were vaguely many people behind him...

Tang En and the waiter met their eyes for the first time. Their bodies froze and they looked at each other with two eyes facing each other, quite quiet and strange.

"What's wrong, Old Bao...huh?" he asked softly, and then another head popped up from under the window.

Breaking the silence in the venue, Tang En responded in the same way as the waiter. He immediately reached into his arms and took out his crossbow. However, perhaps because they were all scrupulous, they did not shoot the crossbow immediately.

"Haha..." After chuckling a few times, and seeing the waiter's face clearly, Tang En waved his hand, put away his crossbow, and raised the corners of his mouth, "Good morning, Mr. Powers. Well, as the director of the security department, Liu It’s not good to open the door and open the window.”

That's right, the waiter opposite, whose face is covered by hair and only one right eye is exposed, is none other than Powers. However, he did not put down the crossbow now. He still held it cautiously and frowned: "Who are you?"

"Loris?" The other person with the head popping up said subconsciously after looking at Tang En's appearance and appearance after being surprised.

"Oh? Commander Bernie is here too." Tang En glanced at him and revealed the other party's identity.

Powers and Bernie's hearts sank at the same time. They all had disguises on their faces, and even if they were seen through, they would not be able to recognize their identities. There was only one explanation, and that was that the other party had already known their existence.

"You two don't have to think too much. I wanted to communicate with you before..." After a moment of pondering, his voice returned to normal. Tang En turned over his hand and showed the pitted dagger and shook it. "After all, we have worked together once, and we can be considered old acquaintances." ”

"It's you!"

Powers and Bernie exclaimed at the same time, and then looked at each other with astonishment on their faces.

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Knowing the other party's details can not bring them closer, but at least it avoids the situation of starting a fight immediately.

After saying hello to the back, Powers and Bernie rolled into the house.

Tang En put away his crossbow and dagger, closed the door with his backhand, and said first, "It seems that our goals are the same. Well, why did you enter Alex's room?"

"Why didn't you say it first?" Powers was used to being strong, and naturally he didn't want to be questioned by a mole.

Tang En spread his hands and said, "Exchanging information! I'm sure I know more than you do, so of course, you should speak first."

"Oh?" Powers glanced at Tang En disdainfully, then pointed around the room with his hand, "If I said there were other people in this room, would you believe it?"

"Letter!" Tang En raised his eyebrows and raised his lips slightly, "And I also know where they are hiding and where the main entrance of the agency is... Well, do you want to know?"

Powers opened his mouth, looking slightly startled. Bernie on the side stepped forward without hesitation and extended his fist: "Deal!"

Fists bumped, "Deal!"

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At the same time, at the door of the hotel.

"How dare you come!" Simpson's face turned red, he roared angrily, and then he looked like he was about to rush forward and fight for his life. Of course, after only a few steps, he was stopped by several nobles, punching and kicking him, saying, "Don't stop me... The nobles dare to kill you, you are dead... Ronald, do you dare to negotiate? Dare to talk." We'll meet at the Imperial Court when we get back, don't stop me..."

Under the steps in front of the door, Josiah and several top secret agency officials looked at this side coldly, frowning slightly, "Why don't I dare to come?"

"Okay, you are brave enough. Do you dare to admit what you have done?"

There is a trap in this vague statement. The traditional nobles are trying to get the other party to admit it in one go. But after Josiah responded, he ignored him and met Ronald's eyes. "Negotiation location where?"

Naturally, it was difficult to find a place in such a hurry. After a pause, Ronald waved his hand in an inviting gesture: "The hotel's side hall, please!"

In fact, Ronald and the others had doubts in their hearts, and it was not what happened last night. Their IQs were not that weak yet. Through Philip, they have actually been on the phone with Josiah. Although most of them are building a relationship of trust, the negotiations are indeed progressing slowly. They are very satisfied with this approach. But Josiah's sudden arrival this morning came without any notice, which naturally made them a little confused.

"Why don't you answer? Didn't you say you dared...Are you feeling guilty? Let me tell you..."

The traditional aristocrats were still unyielding, but neither Ronald and the others, nor Josiah and the others, paid any attention to them, and went straight into the front hall of the hotel without hearing anything.

As soon as they disappeared, the yelling and cursing stopped. Simpson stopped his crazy behavior, straightened his clothes, and curled his lips disdainfully: "Humph, they are just a few untouchables who want to fight with me... Let's go to the side hall. I want to see how their negotiations proceed."

Since we decided to label those thieves as belonging to the Gray Army, we naturally had to prove the charges. And even if there is no evidence, we still have to assume the victim's posture and occupy the commanding heights of speech first. These nobles may not be good at playing tricks, but their fighting spirit is first-rate...

…………(To be continued.)