The next morning, the gloomy weather that had accumulated for several days finally couldn't help but start to show its might. He kicked the rising sun in Dongsheng and sprinkled the fine needles of the cow's hair.

The rain is not heavy, but it is very annoying. Because it lasts for several hours in a row, it is still in such a half-dead state, as if it is specifically for the patience of the ants and sentient beings below.

Unfortunately, people in the north have long been used to this kind of treatment. Therefore, the nobles are still busy attending various gatherings, and the civilians continue to work hard for life...

The power of habit is powerful, just like the people of Riva City today. They always feel that something is missing after getting up early. What is it? Looking at the gray walls, they suddenly realized that the white paper that will appear every day is missing.

No matter how Bran officially promotes that the Gray Clothes Army is a mob bandit, there will always be people who are moved after reading the posters. Because what is said above is really vivid and realistic!

It is an indisputable fact that the nobles oppress the civilians, and it is also an indisputable fact that the nobles' arrogant and luxurious life is also an indisputable fact. It is a fact that the common people are ragged every day and cannot eat enough food... All this happens almost every day, and it is not something that can be covered by the understatement and the words of singing and dancing in the newspaper.

So although the notice in Riva City has explicitly prohibited people from collecting promotional papers, some people still hid it quietly, and then took it out when they were tired, or when they were drinking, or when they were dreaming at midnight, and carved the most hated name on the fat-headed and big-eared nobles to curse them all their hearts!

Spiritual victory method? Yes! Although this is useless, at least it feels great. Therefore, they bring this thing home almost every day, and there is no way, there are too many nobles who hate it...

But today, those promotional papers disappeared. Some people walked through several streets for this, but still didn't find even one. Did they give up? Or were they caught? No one knew... Just as they didn't know that a storm slowly took shape in this drizzle...

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In the Riva City Guard Hall, the cavalry coming and going in and out seemed very busy here. If a passenger passes here, he will surely sigh at the strength of the security of the city... No one could have thought that a few months ago, this place was still deserted.

Bang - The head of the security director was kicked open.

"Damn it! Do you just learn not to knock on the door?" As a roar, Bowes took off his legs that were placed on the table.

"The lock is broken, what door is knocking on!" Needless to say, only Bernie can do such a move and speak to Bovis in this tone.

After tying the bandage on his shoulders, Powells said angrily: "You still have the face to say that this is what you kicked."

"Okay, okay, when will the habit of the Director of the Laiyan City's security director bring?" Bernie curled his lips indifferently, then he raised his eyebrows after seeing the bandage, "Is he injured again? Didn't he be fine last night?"

Bowes waved his arm casually: "I went out to find something for food last night, and there was a mole that didn't open his eyes."

"Oh." Bernie nodded and didn't ask anything more.

Of course, the mole is an assassin. If someone else is involved in this matter, even if he is not killed, he will make a fuss. But this is really normal for Powells and Bernie.

Since they came to Riva City and became the leader of this security hall, it was common to be assassinated, and sometimes they even had more than three meals. If they were not assassinated for several days, they would feel a little uncomfortable, and then they ordered all their troops and took the initiative to go out to find the mole to move...

"Now, this is the list of moles I've caught this week. Send it to the judge." Bernie handed over a pleated paper.

"It's such a waste! Why are you trying? It's amazing to go directly to the gallows!" Bovis rubbed his red nose and took the paper.

Bernie chuckled, "Ha, this one has to be said until you become the judge."

After saying that, he looked down at the huge footprints on the desktop, shook his head, swept away the piles of letters, and sat on it: "What's the pile so high."

"What else can it be? The noble's letter of protest." Powells clenched his nose and took a letter to wipe it, looking very disdainful.

The two of them had stirred up the situation in the city before and destroyed many gangs, which naturally involved the interests of the nobles.

"Uh, are there so many?" Bernie was stunned and looked at the letters all over the ground. If they were all here, they would probably have to build a bedding and leave Riva City.

Bowes shook his head: "No, most of these were sent recently, and we need to find the gray-clothed army in the city."

"Haha, it seems that the promotional papers in the city put a lot of pressure on them." Bernie pinched her chin and laughed twice.

"Who said no? I always thought of beating those nobles after seeing it. What is the thing I did?" Powells said about the propaganda paper with words, which said about the gray-clothed soldiers and civilians being bullied by local aristocrats. With Powells's ability to solve cases for so many years, he naturally could feel that those should be real.

Bernie shook his head: "We don't care about this... Well, no matter how stressed they are, it's useless. I missed it last night."

"Yes!" Bowes sighed. The scene of last night was vivid in his mind, and the gray-clothed military personnel really made him sigh.

As soon as he was arrested, three people bit their tongues and committed suicide on the spot. The remaining two were not in the security hall, and the one named Colin confessed... Now that I think about it, this clearly does not give them the opportunity to interrogate more content. Not to mention the subsequent events, Powells couldn't help but shake his head now, feeling like he was blinded by geese all day long, but in the end he was pecked by geese.

As for the later search, although they determined their previous destination, the hotel was already empty. After the city inspection, they were unable to find them. This is also expected. The city is so big and it is dark again. If you miss the hotel, it basically means you can't catch it.

"But I heard that the promotional papers were gone this morning. I guess they were afraid after this time, so they were temporarily dormant." Bernie guessed.

"It's possible!" Bowes nodded and said, "But they'd better be able to leave Riva City. I just want to catch moles now, and I'm not interested in them."

"Report!"

Just as Bernie was about to reply, a sound came from the door. Turning back, he saw a sweaty cavalry standing at the door, his eyes glancing at the footprints on the door from time to time.

"Come in, what's the matter?" Bovis glared at Bernie, who curled his lips and jumped off the table.

"Someone came to report, and the gray-clothed army was promoting in the city square..."

"What!" Bowes and Bernie said at the same time. Then they looked at each other. They said that the other party would be dormant for a while, but they unexpectedly came now.

Looking at the cavalry who was reluctant to speak, Powells frowned: "And?"

"Uh, yes. I heard that some nobles sent guards to disperse everyone, but in the end both sides started to fight..."

"Your mother, who is this idiot?" Powells slapped his forehead and was completely speechless.

Of course he knew the habits of the nobles. He dispersed them? It should be a beating! If it were normal, this method might be able to be suppressed. But if the gray-clothed army was on the scene... they had taken action even though they didn't listen, and the matter was clearly a big deal!

"Tell me the order, and all the cavalrymen in the hall gather at the door!"

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Time back, one hour ago, location, the square in the city.

Although it was raining lightly, the number of people in the square in the city was not less than usual, and it was still like a bustling crowd.

Since it is a square, of course, fountains, carvings and other things are indispensable. In its center, the image of a heroic nobleman carved with red ore is vertical. This is the first generation of city lords of Riva City. It was also under his rule that many mineral veins were found around the city.

However, the discovered veins did not bring benefits to the residents of Riva Town at that time. On the contrary, they also brought them endless pain.

The farmland was quickly occupied and built into a road, and the people were deceived into miners and drilled into caves... In the end, they found that they had nothing but received some pitiful coins. Even the former houses were demolished and turned into narrow slums.

Relatively, there are more and more nobles here. The reason is very simple, they all come to seize the original ore veins here.

Because of the loss of farmland, the civilians had to become miners in order to survive. After the city was built, the nobles claimed that the civilians in Riva Town had become gloriously citizens. But in fact, these civilians became poor people.

...

Just as the pedestrians in the square were passing by and about to walk onto the street opposite, a group of people in different costumes appeared.

First, no one paid attention to them. There were a lot of people in the square. Who would pay attention to passers-by who didn't know each other? But then some people stopped and stared at the group of people heading straight to the red noble statue.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Amid the howling sound, raindrops splashed everywhere.

But in an instant, the red statue was wrapped firmly by the ropes in the hands of the group of people.

Then there was a loud roar, the rope was tightened, and the soil under the red noble statue began to loosen, then tilted, shaking, and tilted...

boom--
Chapter completed!