Chapter 333 Headquarters

Long Yucheng, somewhere.

This is a dim channel.

There was only one lonely light that barely illuminates the earthen walls on both sides that are as old as they seem to collapse.

A teenager silently sat next to this eternal lamp and looked at a dagger in his hand.

The narrow passage is only accessible to two people, as if it were a gap between the two walls. The mud is covered with dust. It seems that no one has been there for a long time.

This is an underground dark passage hidden under the floor of the chess room.

It’s really a loss for them to repair.

The teenager is in the bottom of my heart.

However, I have come to play chess every month. Why are the Dagong guards who are responsible for the search and clearance, but have not found it?

And... When it was selected, Niely must have checked the details here, right?

Hey, hey, hehe...

There was a footstep in the ear.

The teenager stopped the movement in his hand, slowly put the dagger into the sheath, and then buckled them back to the belt.

A line of words on the sheath, flashing under the indefinite lights:

The king does not respect the blood.

Hey, hey, hehe...

The footsteps are getting closer and closer.

Tyres sighed and turned to look at the other end of the dim channel.

It is far from light, only dark.

As the footsteps stopped, a figure loomed in the dark.

"You should take a good rest, your Highness, and restore your strength." The people came faintly, and the voice was brisk: "There is still a little while."

The young prince snorted.

He stood up silently and took off the dust on his body: "This is not the same as we said."

Tyres looked at the faces that people had come to know, and the special crimson eyes, cold and authentic:

"Rafael Lindbergh."

With the words of Tyres, the murder of the kingdom of the kingdom, which was not seen for six years, Rafael stepped out of the dark passage and revealed the entire figure before the lights were extinguished.

Taylor looked at Raphael carefully.

For six years, it seems that I have not brought too many vicissitudes to this wild man who lives on the dark.

He is still in a white robe, handsome and self-sufficient. Only when he sees the flashing lights, he subconsciously frowns.

"indeed."

"So this is not the perfect escape from our imagination, and even extremely risky."

Rafael's blushing eyes swept over the tales that were already in the shape of a young boy. His expression was calm: "But your noble Highness, who do you think is wrong?"

Tyres’ expression changed: “Who is wrong?”

"Don't be stupid, Raphael, you know what I am talking about."

"Five thousand cavalrymen marched into the city from the great desert and supported the Freedom League." The prince sounded cold: "Give a big surprise to the people of the North, is it?"

"And you know how many people told me in advance, tell their hostage prince?"

Raphael picked his eyebrows.

Tyres twitched his mouth, his fingers swaying in the air, ridiculously comparing a number, one word and one word: "Zero."

"Zero! One, one, all, no, yes!"

He whispered: "This is dozens of brain-stricken, face-faced Northland brawny, one, up, sue, v., me!"

Raphael looked thoughtfully at the top of his head.

"Five thousand cavalry?"

He made a slight move: "Is the intelligence of the Northland people like this?"

The indifferent attitude of the Peruvians made Taylors very angry.

"Why, do you want to tell me that the cavalry and the cross double-star flag that almost killed me are fake, are others posing?"

The prince shrugged and shouted dissatisfiedly: "And the kingdom did not send troops at all?"

In the swaying lights, Raphael looked at him silently, and this was a slight sigh.

"The troops are really true, and they are sent out by the stars."

"But from the West, from the blade camp, west into the desert, at most one or two thousand cavalry will come to an end."

"As for the rest, it's probably an illusion of infantry or an illusion," Raphael laughed:

"Five thousand cavalry? Ha, that cost is enough to squeeze half of the kingdom."

The ridiculous man spread his hand, his sleeves were still tight, and the part of the wrist was firmly covered.

Can't help but think of the brand on the other's wrist, and the weird thing.

but……

Tyres looked at Rafael's smile and squinted.

He is laughing.

He didn't care at all.

Tells squinted and told himself.

The unhappy feelings of the prince slowly rose.

"This is not the point, and it is not funny."

Thales narrowed his eyes and raised his fingers. His tone was getting heavier and heavier: "You know, as a target of venting, I was almost torn into pieces by the angry Northlanders in the Hall of Heroes."

In the dim vision, Raphael shook his head like a smile: "They won't do that..."

But Taylors did not pay attention to his interjection, but shook his fingers, suppressing the anger and continuing: "--Or was held in the city of Qiyuan, tied to the two military forces to force the stars to retreat?"

The prince's final volume was slightly larger and it was quite harsh in the narrow passage.

Raphael fixedly looked at the prince and slowly converged his face.

"His Royal Highness, everything we do is to save you safely back to the country..."

"Yes, the way is to let the Northland people hang me first, then you will come back to collect the corpse," Tyres sneered, ironic: "Safe."

Raphael’s expression changed.

"Please believe me, the Secret has its own appropriate means and arrangements," his tone gradually became serious: "But I can say with certainty that it is by no means a rude and direct way."

The secret person cold channel: "As I just said: Your Highness, who do you think is wrong?"

Tyres didn't bother to ask each other's questions. He sneered again and again:

“‘The right means and arrangements’? It’s really exciting, just like the dragon blood six years ago, right?”

Hearing the action code that had not appeared for a long time, Raphael was slightly stagnation.

The prince leaned against the wall and twisted his head to one side, yelling: "The kingdom of the kingdom of heaven."

Raphael was silent for a long time.

Until he took a breath, he slowly opened his mouth:

"You are accusing us of concealing intelligence, Your Highness, you think this accident is the fault of the Secret."

Tyres snorted.

"But on the other hand," Rafael's red dragonfly flashed a strange glow. "You are against us..."

“Is there no reservation?”

Tyres glimpsed and slowly turned back.

Raphael stared at him with chilling eyes.

"Today at noon, we thought everything went well... until the news came, we only know what you and Lombard did in the palace."

Raphael’s voice also carries some sort of sharp accusation: “until you receive your message.”

“We were caught off guard and we had to take urgent action to adopt the worst backup plan: forcing you to rescue you!”

Taylors did not speak.

Raphael gently stepped forward and his eyes widened.

"For more than two months, starting from the carriage of the black sand collar, you have always known that Lombard has been lurking in the city, and you even secretly reached an agreement with him to interfere in the internal affairs of Longyan City and Exeter. Until the end you are transferred to the black sand collar."

Tyre’s heart was awkward and it’s not good.

The ridiculous people are faintly authentic:

"About these, about you and Lombard's plot, why you were forced to cooperate with him, Your Highness..."

"How much have you told us?"

Looking at Rafael's gaze, Taylors suddenly felt a little worried.

Damn it.

Yes, my secret meeting with Lombard is a plan for a small slick, these things, including the identity of the female grandfather...

How can I tell you?

Tyres took a deep breath and spit out slowly.

He forced himself to calm down: "I am an accident with the black sand collar."

Rafael's eyebrows: "Unexpected?"

Tersnu had a sigh of relief and nodded his head:

"Yes, your accident was in front of me, it triggered my accident! Okay?"

"If it weren't for the five thousand that you brought - no, two thousand cavalry, let the whole scene turn sharply, the female grandfather would not be forced to go nowhere, and I would not be forced to ask for help from Lombard!"

The prince snorted and tried to turn the subject away.

Do not.

He silently said in his heart.

He knows.

To be exact, Tyres has been on file for a long time: in the Hall of Heroes, they and Ian’s plan are likely to be accidental and unsuccessful.

In order to make a small slippery head, Rumba is a card that must be opened when he has no way to go.

And once the hole is turned over, the Secret will definitely know.

The secret class will not sit still, they will definitely act.

Tyres patted his carry-on objects in his arms and sighed in his heart: he had already prepared for the rescue of the Secret.

This time, Raphael stared at him for a long time.

As if to discover what secrets.

Tyres just twisted his head and acted like a sulking teenager.

Finally, Raphael put away the look of the eyes.

Rafael said faintly: "Then you probably shouldn't have been so involved with the government of Longyan City?"

With a different look, he looked at the prince quite arrogantly: "Even if you and the female prince have a certain layer of inexpressible relationship, the lord of the Merry."

Taylors was a glimpse first, and then he said: "I, I and the female grandfather..."

But when he was angry and angry, he was in a hurry and immediately found a way to fight back: " Merry?"

"Hey, six years ago, the one who kissed Miss Aaron in the Yingling Palace for a minute was not me!"

Rafael's face changed.

He frowned and coughed, shaking off some of the dust on his head.

The two were quiet for a while.

Tyres quietly gasped, hoping that this would cover up the other's questioning.

"In short."

Raphael sighed with sarcasm: "If you are slightly more compassionate, open your mouth and tell us about the things of Lombard in advance, these despicable people who run off their legs in the secret..."

"Then maybe we can get better early, things will not be so bad?"

Tyres raised his eyebrows, opened his hands, and looked like "I have nothing to say to you."

"Very good," the prince made a gesture of retreat. He also said to himself: "I understand, there is no result in this."

"The discussion is over, stop here."

He turned and leaned against the wall and shook his head to raise his arm.

Raphael did not speak.

Until Taylors broke the silence again:

"Hey, that black robe with two swords."

"When I fled into the chess room, I saw him fall into the Guard's encirclement." The prince did not return, silently said: "Is he alright?"

Do not.

Taylors said in the bottom of his heart: Nie Lai's former White Blade Guard is not a good one.

That person, in order to create a chance to escape to the underground of the chess room, probably already...

Raphael frowned slightly but did not speak.

Until Rails looked at him impatiently, Raphael snorted: "You didn't recognize him?"

Taylors said: "Who? That black robe?"

Raphael squinted his eyes and said, "Well, if you don't even recognize his disguise..."

"Reassured, he will be safe."

Taylors lightly.

camouflage?

so……

The black robe is the person I know?

Is it...

Tyres shook his head and eliminated the masked figure in his heart: Impossible, the black robe was slender and long, holding two fine swords, it could not be him.

At this point, Tyres suddenly remembered something, and he looked up: "Attacking the shacks where Rumba is located - is that also a means for you to take notice?"

Having said that, Raphael’s expression was cold.

"Yes, a suicide attack that could not be successful," his voice was a bit silent: "Anything that can reduce the power of your side's guards, we all thought about it."

Telston lived.

The lights moved slightly, stretching the figure of the two on the wall.

After a long while, the prince exhaled: "How much casualties?"

Raphael shook his head and did not speak.

Tyres’s face also cooled down.

The silence was restored in the passage.

"I'm sorry." The prince only took out this sentence for a long time.

Raphael closed his eyes and shook his head.

"They all know what they are going to do," the Secrets voice stunned. "For this action, the Secrets even gave up the headquarters in Longyan City and sacrificed most of the information lines."

Taylors raised doubts: "Headquarters?"

Rafael Nunu took his chin and extended his finger and knocked on the irregular earth wall: "This is it."

Taylors stunned.

He looked at the dark passage.

The prince said: "But here...this is not what I come every month, is the underground of the chess room in the spear area?"

In response, Raphael took a deep nostalgic nod and his expression returned to the past.

"Wait, you mean," said Tyres, with incredible eyes, observing the surroundings: "The chess room on our head, where I play chess every month, is the headquarters of the Dragon City of the Kingdom Secret?"

“Just in the spear area? A few steps away from the Yingling Palace?”

Raphael smiled.

He knocked on the dilapidated earth wall next to him:

"You don't think that the owner of the chess room just happened to be bored, and he just built this tunnel under the cellar."

"You don't think that when you ask for Longyan City and you are promised by the female prince, the officer in charge of the order, who just took the location, just happened to report the newly opened chess room to Brisbane?"

Tyres looked at Raphael slyly: "So..."

Raphael showed his demeanor and decapitated affirmatively: "Yes, the enemy's eyes are the safest place."

"For example, the 'Dragon Blood' six years ago, from the beginning of the action, to the repair, decision, planning, and even to the final allocation of personnel and intelligence, forgery of the Rumba warrants, into the enemy-occupied gates, fishing for a self-proclaimed The unfortunate prince came out and arranged to evacuate, all of which were prepared for contact here."

Raphael gave him a deep look and shook his head.

Tyres automatically ignored the words of the other "unlucky prince" and silently looked around: mottled earth walls, deep passages, and lonely lights.

It turned out to be the case.

In the past six years, all the secret communications I sent to the Secret Society were here...

"But Niely should have checked this carefully and carefully? Nothing has been detected?"

The prince frowned: "Even when I come every month, the guards have to turn to the bottom, how can they miss this tunnel?"

Raphael smiled again.

"It used to be not a chess room."

"This place, as the headquarters of the Secrets at Longyan City, has supported countless espionage operations in the underground war between the stars and the dragon, and has protected the history of countless stars and spies for more than one hundred and sixty years."

Tyres was taken a little surprised.

Speaking of this, the mysterious portrait of the mystery is quite emotional: "In this period, even if it is a big action, it has never been lightly moved and has never been exposed."

"If the comet really wants to find out, unless it is going to turn over the reconstruction record of the Longyan City Spear Zone more than 100 years ago, the architect of the Anlenzo Principality who was married to the Star Man by a niece is responsible for the construction. Of course The record was accidentally lost many years ago."

"As for why they can't find the tunnel - what we are in is the last escape route, dug up a few decades ago, leaving the last layer of soil without digging," Raphael pulled the mind back to the present Eyes are tight:

"This morning, when we learned that there was an accident in the palace, I decided to get it through."

"really……"

Rafael’s discourse did not go on.

There are no light-moving headquarters for more than 100 years...

Tyres looked at him silently, but his heart was very sorrowful.

He frowned and asked: "So, this 'headquarters' is below... all in all directions?"

Raphael chuckled.

The savage man looked at the second prince disdainfully and snorted: "Why, do you think that the tunnel is so good, and the great princes of the Longyan City, the heads of the darkrooms of the past, including the present comet and his people are all fools?" ”

"In that year, in order not to cause suspicion, this tunnel was dug up and down for several years, and several times it was almost discovered..."

"Otherwise, we want to connect it with the secret road in the gate. Then we can even steal into the Palace of the Spirit and assassinate a big man..."

Taylor took a sigh of relief and laughed.

Raphael snorted.

But then he shook his head again and sighed with deep sighs:

"But, because of this action, here - the headquarters must be retired."

Tyres' eyes look: retired?

Raphael seems to understand his gaze, plainly:

"You have disappeared nearby. Although no one has found it for a while, the comet and his former White Blade Guard will return to investigate sooner or later, until they discover the hustle and bustle here. Not to mention the dark room and other forces that come from the wind. If these people put down their struggles for you, it will take a long time to trace the truth."

"The headquarters will be exposed sooner or later."

Tyres frowned.

"If the headquarters is going to retire, then it will be retired. It must include all the people, things, things, channels and places that have been linked to the headquarters for more than 100 years. It is almost all of the secrets here," Rafi The gaze is bleak, and the scorpion is hoarse:

"There is no doubt that after this incident, Longyan City will undergo a wave of cleaning."

"And in the 160-year-old Longyan City Headquarters, everything that the Kingdom’s Secret Division has been operating here for more than 100 years is probably going to vanish."

Raphael snorted in an unclear mood: "Because of this hasty and stupid plan."

"To save you."

Listening to the other person's words, Tyres silently bowed his head and couldn't say anything.

P.S. Again, the original V group was disbanded by a fan who no longer pursued the book (don't ask me why he is the owner of the group that has the authority to disband). The new Vip group number is here: 680117692

(End of this chapter)