industrial lord

Chapter 707: Destruction

"Hello, Sir Schneider, I am the painter Bismarck, and this is my assistant Oscar."

Frederick was preparing for his own small art exhibition when he suddenly received a commission from Schneider to paint a family portrait for their entire family.

Schneider asked, "What is the shortest time it takes to paint this portrait?"

Frederick thought for a moment and said, "I'll do a rough sketch this morning and it will be finished in five days."

Schneider was a little surprised, thinking, isn't the time calculated by months? Why is he calculating it by days?
But it doesn’t matter, just let others know that I’m drawing a family portrait.

Frederick made a rough sketch of the Schneider family of four, decided on the costumes and background details, and returned to the hotel where he was staying after receiving the deposit.

Belle Burke was drinking tea leisurely, with a few copies of today's newspapers beside him, which he was reading carefully.

At 5:30 in the afternoon, Frederick finished his work for the day and covered the canvas with wet linen.

"They want to escape." Bell Burke said with a smile, "These past two days, the newspapers have been saying that Grand Duke Wessen will definitely help. This must have put a lot of pressure on Schneider, enough to kill him."

"If he didn't want to commit suicide, he had no choice but to run away."

"Now he must be doing something to suggest that everything is fine and to escape before those two huge debts come due."

Frederick came out after washing his hands and asked with interest: "Do you think it is possible for him to run away?"

Bell Burke answered seriously, "It depends on whether you want him to escape or not."

At this time, someone knocked on the door of the room. Bell Burke opened the door and found that there was no one outside and there was a piece of white paper under his feet.

She picked up the white paper, closed the door, and went back to give it to Frederick.

Frederick held the white paper in his left hand, rubbed a small flame with his right fingers, and baked it carefully.

In a short while, many words appeared on the white paper.

Bellburk waited for him to tell him what was on the paper, but after reading it, Frederick remained silent and went to the bathroom to burn and flush the secret letter.

"Things are more troublesome than I thought." Frederick frowned as he sat on the sofa. "Casimir is really hard to deal with."

"I'll go out after dinner."

This matter required a double secret letter to invite him for an interview, which was obviously not a trivial matter.

Seeing this, Belle Burke asked no more questions.

During dinner, it started to drizzle and the rain got heavier and heavier.

Frederick put on his raincoat and went out, quickly disappearing into the dark alley. A quarter of an hour later he arrived at an inconspicuous tavern.

The pub was deserted, with only an old man drinking beer alone in the corner, the boss wiping glasses boredly behind the counter, and the waitress sitting on a chair in front of the counter knitting a sweater.

Frederick hung his raincoat by the door, found an empty seat and sat down, tapping the table rhythmically with his fingers.

The waiter came over and asked, "I'm selling some Kugit beer, would you like to buy one?"

Frederick replied, "Yes, I would like to buy a cup. Do you have a blue cup?"

The waiter then asked, "A friend of a friend of mine gave me a blue cup. Would you like to see it?"

Frederick replied: "But, my friend, none of your friends' friends are friends like me."

The two quickly disappeared up the stairs.

Upstairs in the pub, behind the wardrobe in the boss' bedroom was a secret door. Next door was a noodle shop that sold cheap noodles, but it had already closed.

The noodle shop owner took Frederick downstairs to the underground warehouse. There was a tunnel in the underground warehouse. The noodle shop owner pointed and asked Frederick to go in.

Although they were neighbors, the tavern only knew that there was a secret door, but not the tunnel in the noodle shop. The tavern owner only knew to let people enter the tunnel, but didn't know where it led to. Frederick thought he had to crawl a long way underground, but he didn't know that the tunnel was covered with cement, so he just had to lie on the skateboard and slide all the way down.

There is a rope on the skateboard, and you can pull the rope to get back when the time comes.

The tunnel is more than fifty meters long and has a very small basement at the end. There are similar tunnels on the other three sides, one of which has a light on it.

This time Frederick slid for more than a hundred meters and at the end was a steel cage with steel pillars as thick as his wrists and six guns pointed at him.

"The wardrobe dances at midnight."

"But did he jump for the dresser or the candlestick?"

The muzzle of the gun dropped, and someone opened the cage and let Frederick out.

He was taken to a room with only seats behind thick walls and an iron door, and across from it was a wall with an opening where someone said, "The wind blew violently from the east, and the water of this river turned red."

Frederick replied: "Are you ill?"

If he answered incorrectly at this moment, the angina medicine underground would explode.

Frederick sat down on the chair. The man behind the wall said, "The Piast people control the city's water plant. The citizens' assembly supervisory committee has the right to supervise the entire water plant, including water quality and equipment maintenance."

Frederick frowned. He read in the newspaper that since the water plant was put into operation four or five years ago, the shareholders behind it had buried almost all the wells in the city in order to allow people to use tap water.

If something happens to the water plant, people from all over the city will have to go to the river to fetch water.

Frederick asked in confusion: "Just for this?"

He didn't quite understand why the Piast Kingdom spent so much money to deal with Schneider, just for the supervision of the water plant?

The wall said, "It is for this reason that King Casimir of the Piast Kingdom came to the city of Borling in person."

Frederick frowned slightly. It seemed that Ping Jing was more serious than he had expected. This might be a key link in some chain of strategies.

But it doesn’t matter. No matter what the plan is, since it is the key point, just destroy it.

Frederick asked again: "Does Schneider have any escape plans?"

He didn't expect the "relevant departments" to be able to find out detailed intelligence, just some news would be enough so that he could make his own arrangements.

The man behind the wall said, “The Schneiders contacted the city’s gangs and planned to leave the city in a van on the morning of the month end.”

"Now Casimir is hesitating whether to kill them."

Frederick's face suddenly became gloomy.

How big a grudge must this be? Is it really that serious?

He was thinking again, could it be that Casimir was doing something important?
Frederick made up his mind immediately without any hesitation and said in a deep voice: "My ID number: 337845818."

There was silence behind the wall for two seconds, followed by a commotion. Several people knocked over their chairs while standing at attention and hit others' legs.

Frederick said in a deep voice: "Send a message:"

“First, eat durian without spitting out the durian skin;”

"Second, a squadron of the White Cat Division's action group will be lurking in Boling City, alerting anyone who is sabotaging public facilities such as the water plant. The action will last for two years."

"Third, tell Ah Fu..."

A quarter of an hour later, Frederick went through another tunnel back to the sausage shop next to the other side of the tavern, and returned to the tavern through another secret door, where the waiter was waiting.

Frederick went downstairs and drank his beer with the waiter, then put on his raincoat, walked out of the store, and disappeared in the heavy rain in the dark night.

(End of this chapter)