It was already past eight o'clock in the evening.

The summer night outside Bordeaux was cool and refreshing. Except for the annoying mosquitoes, everything seemed so quiet and comfortable. Mo Ming, Sun Heiqi, Bi Lasi, Lu Qi, Kojiro and Shinzaemon were fully armed and quietly touched the location that Sun Heiqi had determined during the day.

This is a typical French farm. The houses made of red bricks look quite strong. No wonder these Scottish guys regard this as a home. The farm has several bedrooms, kitchens, warehouses, etc., and there is a well in front. Around the farm is a lush vineyard, which greatly covers the proximity of Mo Ming and others.

I really don’t know how these Scots thought about it, and don’t they know how to choose a place with a wide view and an empty space? Mo Ming couldn’t help but complain.

The lights were still lit in the bedroom of the farm, and the door was also opened. The man's rude voice and the woman's slutty laughter came from inside. Mo Ming smiled. It seemed that he was still performing a show inside. Such a guy who lacked vigilance didn't even close the door. I really don't know how to evaluate these Scottish guys. Is this careless, careless, or careless?!

Mo Ming made a gesture, and Sun Heiqi understood it. He saw him take off a small hand-throwing bomb from his waist, carefully check the lead, and put it back on his waist. Then he picked up a fire pot to check whether the fire inside was extinguished. After checking both, he finally took out two 1633 flintlock pistols from his arms and began to check the charge and safety device.

Behind him were the silent Kojiro and Shinzaemon, who were also carrying two pistols filled with medicine and a sharp samurai sword.

The few people have been moving together for a long time, and they have a very tacit understanding between each other. In many cases, they only need a gesture or a look to understand the other person's meaning. Sun Heiqi rushed to the front door with his waist, and Kojiro and Shinzaemon followed closely behind. Mo Ming held a pistol in his hand, forming a second echelon with Lu Qi and Bi Lasi, and rushed up.

A Scotchman at the door was sitting alone drinking in the cool night wind. Suddenly, he heard a dense sound of footsteps outside the door. Just as he was about to ask loudly, a black shadow suddenly jumped in front of him.

"Bang!" With the explosion caused by the firing of the 1633 flintlock pistol, a dazzling gun flame flashed in the darkness, and the Scotsman at the door fell to the ground without a sound.

Sun Heiqi, who had finished shooting, did not stop, threw away the flintlock pistol that had been fired, took out a simple hand-throwing bomb and fire tank wrapped in thin iron from his waist, ignited the lead, and quickly walked straight to the bedroom next to which was making loud noises. The Scots were obviously looking for fun inside.

"Bang!" Sun Heiqi suddenly opened the door that was not closed tightly, and then threw the bomb in the shocked eyes of everyone in the room and threw the bomb in the "hissing" hand, which was sparking, and then quickly exited the room.

"Boom!" It almost counted every minute. After the bomb was thrown in for more than a second, it made a dull explosion. Scattered steel nails and broken iron pieces raging in the room, screams rang one after another.

Just after the bomb was blown up by hand, Kojiro and Shinzaemon had already crossed Sun Heiqi first and rushed into the house. They both had flintlock pistols loaded with ammunition in one hand, and the samurai sword was buckled around their waists.

"Bang! Bang!" Two pistols in Shinzaemon's hand fired one after another, killing two Scots who were not seriously injured and were about to take up weapons to counterattack. The power of this simple hand-throwing bomb was really limited, and it could only have the effect of killing and creating chaos. Therefore, the Scots in the room were almost not killed by the bomb on the spot, and the worst one was just bleeding all over.

Kojiro also quickly fired the pistol, and he killed a Scot who was crawling towards the weapon and a yelling woman. After the shooting, the two of them quickly pulled out the shiny samurai sword from their waists, and Sun Heiqi, who was holding a flintlock pistol, entered the room again, and instantly controlled the situation in the room.

Mo Ming and the other three entered the room a few seconds later than them. At this time, the situation in the room had been settled. Three Scots and a suspected dancer were shot dead by pistols and fell to the ground and bleeding all over the ground. The remaining three Scots and two dancers were alive.

One of the three Scots was seriously injured. The bomb seemed to explode at a very close distance from him. Multiple fragments or steel were embedded in his body. It was hard to say whether he could survive. The other two were not very injured. They were now being held on their necks by Kojiro and Shinzaemon's samurai swords and dared not move.

The two dancers seemed to be frightened. They curled up beside the wall and sobbed silently. Sun Heiqi forced them with a gun.

Bi Lasi and Lu Qi each held two pistols and stood in the corner. Mo Ming looked around the house, then frowned and said, "How could there be an extra man? Inspector Sun, who is the one who followed you?"

"Diet, it's the corpse closest to you." Sun Heiqi said with his eyes fixed on the front.

Mo Ming walked two steps in the room, and then said to several Scots in the room in English: "Give you two minutes to think. If anyone feels that he has the news that interest me, then he may be able to survive. I'm not kidding, and now start the timing."

"I have something to say..." A wounded Scot on the ground whispered with his lips.

"Shut up! Leicester! Didn't you see that they were teasing us at all? They are from the East Coast! We all...ah..." Another person roared suddenly.

Shinzaemon hit the guy's back with the back of his knife, and the severe pain interrupted his next words.

"Is Lester?" Mo Ming still stood there, and said to the middle-aged Scottish man who looked a little embarrassed on the ground with expressionless face: "Now you can say that if your news is enough to satisfy me, then I think you can survive."

"Hugo had committed a crime in Marseille when he was young. He and his wife conspired to lure and kill a baron who had traveled there. And the baron's son..." Lester said, which was difficult at first, but the more he spoke, the more fluent he became.

"Shut up! Lester! You devil! You will go to hell!" The "Scots" under the control of New Zaemon suddenly became excited, and he began to curse at Lester.

"It seems that you are the 'Hugo' Mr." Mo Ming looked at the guy with a little gray hair and suddenly smiled, "He is really a person with a story. Bi Lasi, let him shut up, I'll interrogate him later!"

Bi Lasi picked up a piece of hemp rope, tied Hugo firmly, and then stuffed a ball of rag into his mouth. Under the double threat of musket and saber, Hugo did not dare to resist.

"Okay, you can continue talking now." Mo Ming turned around and said to Lester.

Lester licked his lips and continued, "Okay, sir. The son of the baron has inherited the title. He now runs a large estate in Toulouse and Languedoc, in the upper gallon, with unparalleled influence. He even married the niece of a king close minister in the north. If you, the East Coast, want to make your business rich in Toulouse, Languedoc, and even Provence, you will be around this baron with great energy."

"Speak the point!" Mo Ming looked at Leicester coldly, "What is the connection between that baron and this Mr. Hugo?"

"After the death of the old baron, the murderer has not been found. The young baron has been looking for the murderer who killed his father for years, and has announced that those who capture the murderer or provide clues will not only receive a bounty of 200 francs, but also receive his own friendship. I think this will help you."

"Maybe. So, why haven't you reported this Mr. Hugo over the years?"

Lester stuttered and said nothing. Mo Ming looked at him and knew that this kid was probably a scumbag who was full of crimes. Maybe he would have his share in that matter back then, but he did not intend to pursue it.

"Okay, there is another last question. How can I make this Mr. Hugo honest and obedient?" Mo Ming asked.

"He has a daughter who lives in the countryside of La Rochelle..."

"Wuwuwu..." Hugo, who had been squatting on the ground, suddenly struggled. Shinzaemon and Bi Lasi tried hard together, and then he barely held the guy down.

Mo Ming walked to Hugo, who was tied into rice dumplings, and a dangerous curve appeared on the corner of his mouth. He looked at Hugo's eyes and said, "How old are you this year? You are almost fifty, right? You must love your daughter very much. Does your daughter know you are a murderer?"

Hugo stared at Mo Ming without saying anything.

"Let Mr. Hugo talk." Mo Ming ordered. Bi Lasi took out the rag from Hugo's mouth after hearing this.

"Let Lola go! I know what to do!" Hugo looked at Mo Ming's eyes and said slowly.

"What a great fatherly love." Mo Ming said with a smile, "I like to deal with smart people the most. I remember that one of Ludwig's personal servants, also called Hugo, is about the same age as you. Lester, is it him?"

"Yes, sir, after Hugo escaped from Marseille to Bordeaux, he met Ludwig, who was still a small businessman at the time, and then assisted him in the textile business to start his business. During this process, he helped Ludwig kill many competitors without anyone noticing. Many times... many times he asked me to take action." Lester said.

"So, I think Mr. Ludwig was also involved in the murder of the baron, right, Hugo?" Mo Ming's eyes turned and decided to lure the basin of dirty water towards Ludwig.
Chapter completed!