About ten miles southeast of Austen Castle stood another behemoth. If you look down from the top of Dongcheng District, you will find that this is the center of the aristocratic residence in Dongcheng District.

Its walls are not as high as Austen Castle, its main building complex does not look gorgeous, and even the golden lion-head emblem in front of its door is a bit old.

However, when you look directly at this aristocratic castle, the first reaction in your mind is often words such as "inside information", "heavy", "history" and so on. This is the castle of the Robert family, one of the four Earls of Laiyan.

At this time, behind the castle, a group of black guards surrounded a man in gray to enter the back door.

After entering the castle, the man in gray waved and said something, and the black guards bowed and retreated.

Then the man in gray hurried into the castle. he seemed to have a high status, and all the housekeepers and guards he met along the way bowed to him.

After a while, he arrived in front of a three-story stone building in the castle, entered the door, went straight to the second floor, and finally stopped in front of a red nanmu door.

"knock, knock!"

"go in!"

The man in gray pushed open the door, and the interior decoration was quite simple. Facing the door was a large desk, which accounted for 1/4 of the room area. The table is covered with all kinds of documents and materials. Although there are many things, the owner of the house may like to be neat and tidy, so it is arranged in good order. Behind the table sat a man who looked down at the papers, his blond hair dazzling.

When the man in gray came in, he didn't say anything immediately, but closed the door and stood respectfully at the table.

The whole room suddenly quieted down, with only the sound of the blond man flipping through the paper, and occasionally he would pick up the quill and rustle something.

After about ten minutes, the blond man finally closed the paper and raised his head.

The knife-cut face seemed to show his decisive character, and the Griffin-like eyes, though slightly bloodshot, were still sharp. He was Bevan, the second son of the Robert family.

"I've told you many times, Gray, just come in and sit down."

"all right, Master Bevan, I'll pay attention to it next time." The man in gray, no, said Gray, bowing over. Just like he used to say.

"well, I hope you really listened this time." Bevan smiled and shook his head. Then he calmly said, "what happened to that?"

With a hint of excitement, Gray took out three pages of paper and put it on the table: "Master Bevan, it worked."

If Dawn had been here, he would have recognized that these three pieces of paper were the remnants of the ledger he had brought out of Austen Castle.

Bevan nodded, picked up the paper, flipped through it quickly, and laughed: "this Austen family really dares to do anything."

"Yes." Gray sighed: "if these three pieces of paper flow to the trial table of the Imperial Court, then the Austen family will have to be pirates again."

"I won't let that happen, because then we'll get nothing." Bevan put down the paper and smiled. "so it's not too much for the Earl of Austen to thank us, well, as a reward for giving me his four docks."

"Yes, count Austen should thank you for your kindness."

"Ha ha." Bevan finally showed an excited expression at this time, and then said, "Let out the wind tomorrow, saying that the Austen family smuggled the enemy country." In two days, we will contact the Earl of Austen and hand over the dock. "

"Yes," Gray bowed.

"by the way, how is the progress of the construction of the new wharf?" Bevan tapped his forehead and said.

"it's not going well. The new pier takes up five streets, and now only one has been cleared."

"what's going on?" Bevan frowned. "wasn't the document sent out two weeks ago?"

Gray spread his hand and said, "the Office of Government Affairs responded that it had been doing it all the time."

"these wine bags and rice bags, if I were the owner of the city, I would certainly remove them." Bevan's eyes became sharp in an instant, and then he took a deep breath and said, "send some Golden Lions to clean up the other four streets."

"OK, but the cost of demolition." Gray said hesitantly, "We don't have much money at our disposal, and the elders of the family have some opinions about our recent capital spending."

Bevan pressed the temple: "these old stubborns." Well, ask the five Delk families to provide some money for the time being, and then go to the Finance Office to declare it after cleaning up. They have also eaten a lot of meat during this period of time, so it is time for them to do something! "

"good!"

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All right, let's turn our attention back to the protagonist Dawn's side.

After sharing the spoils, Dawn chatted with Jack and was ready to leave.

Before leaving, Jack left an address, because he knew that Dawn was an assassin, so Jack was very interesting not to ask for Dawn's address, just said that the next time there is a big deal to remember to bring him, Dawn naturally agreed.

Allowing the carriage to clatter slowly towards the southwest, Dawn was lost in thought.

The task of stealing the Earl of Austen's smuggling books has been completed, and Dawn has gained a lot of benefits, but there is still no clue to the mysterious sender.

Dawn doesn't like this feeling very much. it's like walking on a night when you can't see your fingers. You never know when a big hole will appear in front of you, waiting for you to fall into it.

"Damn it, don't let me know who you are, otherwise."

Yeah? Just as Dawn gritted his teeth and uttered cruel words, suddenly a stirring chill swept over his heart.

At this time, the carriage was passing through a less spacious bluestone street. The sound of the horse's hoofs fell on it and clattered out from afar.

Dawn leaned forward slightly, his legs were tight, and his eyes kept scanning around him. What I felt just now. You can't be wrong. You're definitely being targeted.

The carriage moved on past the low houses.

Suddenly, the chill dropped again, and this time the intensity was much greater. Dawn's body was like falling into an ice cave, cold inside and outside.

The wrist moved, and Don resisted the knee-jerk reaction of popping out the dagger.

There was a chill after a while, and the raging waves seemed to break Dawn's psychological line of defense.

As if the horses felt something strange, they stopped and their hooves scraped uneasily on the ground.

Dawn suddenly turned his head and looked to the right. Over there was a low tiled house, which was empty when Don first began to look at it. But now there is a ghostly figure on the roof.

Although it was dark, Dawn recognized who the man was.

Because his costume is too conspicuous, floral clothes, mask, long hair. It's the Scary Face that Dawn wants to investigate recently.

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