"If I was the one who made the false account, where would I hide it?"
Monitoring the dark warehouse not far away, as well as the "torches" patrolling back and forth around, Loren squatting on the roof of a house chatted to himself.
This is an obvious problem.
There are ten warehouses in melting pot town, of which five are responsible for hoarding spare inventory and five are responsible for receiving and shipping - people who make false accounts certainly don''t want the "fake" warehouse to be under the eyes of others, so they can only be the one that receives inventory; But it can''t be too conspicuous.
He must reduce the probability of being found, and have enough time to make up for it in case of an accident. Even if he is found to have something wrong, he can tear down east walls and make up for west walls.
"So, the answer is that every warehouse has a problem - as long as you can''t find the greasy on the daily account, even if someone really finds out what there is, you don''t know where the evidence is hidden, perfect!"
With a snap of his fingers, the dark haired wizard showed a trace of pity in the corners of his eyes: "it''s a pity that you ran into Isaac Grantham, an unreasonable guy?"
"The Holy Cross will not bless you tonight, your Excellency the dean of furnace college."
Just after the voice, the dark figure fell from the roof.
There are twelve guards holding torches around the warehouse, four at the corner of the roof on the top floor of the warehouse, four patrolling around, two monitoring the gate of the warehouse, and there are only two ways to enter without being found:
The first one is the stairs on the roof terrace, but as long as they make a noise, the remaining three will definitely find themselves. When four people are put down, the rest will definitely attract reinforcements, and they will be exposed;
The second is the warehouse gate, but the guard on the roof and the two at the door are not blind. It''s not as convenient to break in front as a "Turin fire" violent demolition;
It seems that both roads will cause commotion, but
"Oh, did something just happen over there?"
The leading guard rubbed his eyes and looked desperately at the dark streets in the distance with a torch.
"I didn''t see anything." a young man behind me smiled: "maybe it''s a mouse or something. Are you too surprised?"
"Make a fuss? This is the order of the dean." the leader snorted coldly: "a bunch of fools, how honored is your highness Brandon to visit the melting pot town? Who dares to humiliate the dean? I''ll hang him first!"
"You, and both of you, go and have a look, and then leave someone there for a quarter of an hour! Don''t be stunned, the fool above, give me a look over there!"
Reluctantly, the three young men had to walk over with torches. The rooftop guard who heard the order was also lying on the railing and desperately looking at the distance.
The temporary solution of the periphery, followed by the front door.
Once attracted the attention of five guards, the dark haired wizard secretly congratulated himself on taking the opportunity to move to the front of the warehouse, lie behind the wall of the alley, kick off the torch on the wall, and ensure that no one will be found.
Surprisingly, the guards at the two gates did not talk to each other or doze off against the corner of the wall. Instead, they focused on standing in place and acting as "living sculpture".
"Wait! I remember there was a torch in the alley ahead. Why did it suddenly go out?"
A guard with wide eyes pointed to the alley where the dark haired wizard was hiding and shouted, "the guy who just patrolled seems to have said something!"
Worthy of being a down-to-earth saxophone, they are at the same level as the gangs in gutters and alleys.
Although they noticed the movement, the two guards didn''t mean to leave the door. They still guarded the gate of the warehouse and stared at the dark alley. In this way, Loren''s goal was achieved.
From the beginning, he was not prepared to "break through" the front door - no matter how fast he grabbed the time, he could not open the warehouse door without being found, and then walk in without saying a word.
So the real thing to do is to make sure that the two guards at the door will not look around, and then inadvertently find themselves so disturbing.
The patrolling guard stayed where he was. The guard at the front door stared straight ahead. The two rooftops were attracted by the movement just now. The next moment was when the remaining two guys on the rooftop turned back.
3、 Two, one... Here comes the opportunity!
Following the blind area of the two guards'' sight, a figure quickly moved to the edge of the warehouse. The patrol team staying in place was approaching this way, but it was too late for them.
Fifteen seconds later, the black haired wizard has climbed to the edge of the warehouse roof. As long as no guy can''t help but want to lower his head, he can''t be found in the dead corner of his sight.
But what Lauren hates most is always accidents, no one.
The best solution is to let the enemy act according to his will without relying on intuition and luck.
The patrol team outside the warehouse was approaching slowly. The guard standing on the edge of the roof heard the footsteps below and instinctively looked down - he was waiting for this moment!
Loren almost turned over to the roof against the edge of the guard and threw a stone down. The leading guard was unexpectedly hit by the tianlinggai, frowned and raised his head: "Hey, did you find anything?!"
"Well?" as like as two peas, the guard looked back. There were only three other guys on his rooftop, shaking his shoulders and shaking his head towards the underneath.
From beginning to end, I didn''t find a black haired wizard squatting behind him
After repeatedly confirming that no one turned back, the light footed Loren walked down the stairs into the warehouse - after fighting side by side with the war dancers in the ancient wood forest, he learned this silent "skill". Although it was slightly inferior to the female elves, it was enough.
The warehouse is divided into three floors. The center is a capped rectangular patio, and shelves are on both sides and around. The walls look very solid, and there should be good sound insulation effect.
Very good, but there is one problem - the space of the whole warehouse is unimaginable, and it is completely dark and can''t see anything. In this case, if you want to find "evidence", I''m afraid you have to find it until dawn
That''s weird.
"Let me see..."
Trying to recall what a "arrogant" told him, the slowed down black haired wizard moved carefully in the warehouse - the solid walls did have a sound insulation effect, but he didn''t want any "accidents".
For example, a guard suddenly "wants to come in and walk around" and so on
"First, go to the second floor, turn right at the edge of the stairs and go straight along the shelf... Er... The second exit turns right to the second shelf... Then turn around... Turn left..."
There was a strong smell of rust and inexplicable decay in the air. As Loren walked forward in the dark, he murmured, as if he could still see the pretentious figure of Isaac Grantham.
"Finally... On the third floor of the sixth shelf... The fourth weapon box... That''s it!"
With a snap of his fingers, Loren stretched out his right hand and touched it... Sure enough, there was a nine awn star engraved on the box. Although it was only the size of a fingernail, even if it was found, ordinary people could not detect anything.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, and Lauren couldn''t help raising the corner of his mouth. For alchemists, the most important material is silver, because only this metal can bear the load of void power, but in the dwarves in the south of the Empire, they have a metal that is extremely light, malleable as bronze and polished like glass.
Secret silver - according to Isaac, there are at least three boxes in this warehouse. Even one box of refined secret silver ore can buy a castle in the south, build a wizard library tower, or three manors comparable to the silver hall!
Now, these three boxes of secret silver mines are "non-existent" on the account books of melting pot town, and the black haired wizard can''t help turning up his mouth.
"That... What did that say..." in front of the empty shelf, the leisurely black haired wizard slowly raised his arms:
"No one knows I''m sneaking in!"
"Pa!" a muffled sound interrupted Lauren''s smile.
A steel sword rested on his shoulder.