The weather is not bad today. The only drawback is that the heart-wrenching screams of desert robbers from the house from time to time.

Thunder could imagine these robbers being beaten by Scott.

In fact, Lei Ting has always had a question in his heart, which made him extremely cautious at this moment.

In the end, Thunder couldn't help but poked Lao Ka. After saying his thoughts, Carlos smiled and nodded, "Young Master, you're right. I think many people have seen such an obvious thing."

"What are you talking about?" Maria came over and asked in a low voice.

"Rief!" Thunder replied softly, "There are traitors from desert robbers here!"

"Ah?" Maria was extremely different. Then she reacted and covered her mouth and asked in confusion: "How do you know?"

"It's obvious." Thunder turned his head and looked around, "We were ambushed this time to illustrate this problem. If the desert robbers had not arranged a traitor among us, then they would have the ability to predict the uncertainty!"

The latter is completely impossible, so there is only the previous reason.

This time, when we accepted the task of encircling and suppressing desert villages, everyone had only one vague goal. No one knew where it was, but the desert robbers still ambushed the right place very smartly and gathered such a large number of people.

If it weren't for the outstanding performance of the Lightning Hammer and defending the only gap, Thunder killed the opponent's leader at a critical moment, maybe he would have been really made into dumplings.

"Who is the traitor?"

"I don't know." Lei Ting shook his head, "But you will know just by looking at the protection of the city guards. Hehe."

The remaining surviving city guards surrounded the entire village, not just to prevent the counterattack of desert robbers, but not to monitor others and not allow others to leave the village.

"And I guess..." Carlos looked at the direction of the screams. "Scott is now beating those desert robbers for this reason. Since some people are tying the enemy and treason, some of the senior officials of the desert robbers must know the identity of the traitor."

This battle, the others were fine, but if the two nobles died in one go, if they could not find the right reason, Scott would have to take the blame! And the traitor hidden in the army was the best candidate to take the blame!

There is almost no need to think about it. When it comes to this, everyone knows that if there is a traitor, then the status of this traitor must be not low. At least he is a nobleman, who can freely enter and exit the city lord's mansion and get task instructions as soon as possible.

And this person must be familiar with the desert and knows how to contact desert robbers!

If you exclude this, there is no suspicion for the nobles who do not belong to the Farac, because they have no time and no experience. The rest are the nobles who were born in Farac.

Only they understand the desert and can have connections with desert robbers.

More than a dozen desert robbers were captured one after another, from extremely sad screams to weak moans. When these desert robbers were dragged out of the house by soldiers, they had already lost half their lives.

Wearing the scorching sun and hot summer in the desert, the lightning hammer finds a shaded place to cool off, and wait for the matter here to be finished, and then go back to the city.

But... it seems that Scott's interrogation was not going well.

Many militia were already impatient in waiting for the place, and people had to eat, drink, defecate, and they wanted to go out to resolve the situation and requested to be rejected by the city guards. Then there were several small language conflicts.

"Master Viscount! The commander asked you to come into the house and talk." Just as everyone was meditating, a soldier hurriedly ran to Thunder and spoke.

Thunder opened his eyes and looked up at the soldier.

Maria was shocked and didn't understand how the interrogation suddenly fell on Thunder.

"It's okay." Thunder patted Maria's little hand, then stood up and followed the soldier forward.

"If Scott even speaks suspiciously, then he, the coach, doesn't have to do it anymore." Old Ka comforted softly, "Don't worry, Scott is not that stupid!"

"But why look for Thunder?" Maria was still a little worried. She didn't look for so many nobles, but she only looked for Thunder.

When Thunder walked into the room, he saw a tragic scene.

A desert robber was trampled by a soldier, and a dagger was nimble on his back. With one slash, it was a piece of bloody flesh. Then another soldier scattered salt on the wound!

The desert robber was spasm and probably had no strength to scream, leaving only breathing heavily.

"Say, who is telling you?" Scott roared angrily, stepping on the soldier's head and crushing him hard.

"No...no...no...no, I really don't know." The poor desert robber answered intermittently in his lame language.

"Drag out." Scott kicked him angrily.

"Yes." Several soldiers raised the desert robbers and dragged them away without any sympathy, leaving a thick blood mark on the ground.

Scott rubbed his forehead and fell on the chair as if he had no strength. He smiled bitterly at Lei Ting who was walking in, and reached out to signal: "Sit down, the brave Viscount."

The smell of blood in the room and the smell of feces and urine, Lei Ting casually found a chair to sit down, pondered for a while and asked, "Isn't it going well?"

Scott opened his eyes, looked at Thunder for a while, and laughed: "It seems that you understand it. That's right, as long as you have a little brain, you will understand it."

Standing up, Scott walked back and forth in the room for a few times before speaking, "I just called you here because I can't believe the others. As you can see, the interrogation was not going well. Although the senior officials of these desert robbers said a few names under torture, our troops did not have these people at all."

The severe pain was enough to make the desert robbers pinch them casually!

"These desert robbers are too cautious. Only you can know that traitor will kill the desert leader." Scott shook his head with a wry smile, "It's a pity that he is dead. We can't ask from the dead. So we came to you to ask you to help me think of a solution."

This traitor is like a thorn nailed into the flesh. If he doesn't pull it out, no matter which coach is, he will not feel at ease.

"Sir, I think you have fallen into a misunderstanding." Lei Ting thought for a moment and said.

"What?"

"Misconceptions!" Lei Ting pointed his head.

Seeing that Thunder was so confident, Scott couldn't help but be very interested and said, "Tell me. If you can really find that hateful traitor this time, it will be a great achievement."

"Sir, you only think of torture. It is undeniable that this is the most direct way to find a traitor! But the facts show that except for the dead desert leader, no one else knows the identity of the traitor. So no matter how to torture, there will be no result. We should change directions."

"What direction?" Scott asked. "Sir, if you think about it carefully, we only got the task in the city lord's mansion, and the goal of this task was so vague. You must have thought of the reason for keeping the secret. Then we only gathered the team for a short time and set off. But we still encountered ambush and sneak attack last night. This can only show one problem, that is, the traitor is very familiar with the desert. He inferred the target we were going to raid based on the direction we were moving forward. Only by informing us halfway, the desert robbers were prepared so thoroughly."

"It makes sense!" Scott nodded and looked at Thunder with anticipation: "Switch on."

"Familiar with the desert! This will reduce the target by a large part of it!" Lei Ting smiled slightly.

"You mean...the nobles in Farak or the soldiers they led?" Scott's eyes lit up.

"Only aristocrats could be the only one possible!" Thunder said decisively.

"Why?"

"Because those militia don't know our mission at all! I don't know if we have reinforcements! Only those nobles will know. We only have these people, and the mission goal is to destroy a desert village! After getting this information, the desert robbers sent twice the number of people to ambush here, just to take us into a pot."

"This is easy!" Scott was overjoyed. He suddenly felt a sense of cheerfulness when he opened the dark clouds to see the bright moon. "There are only three native nobles in Farak! But... I can't treat a noble like a desert robber. If they don't admit it, wouldn't there be no way?"

Looking at Scott's look in his eyes asking for help, Thunder smiled: "There is another clue we don't use. If you search for the local dialect based on this clue, I think the result will come out."

"What clue?"

"This is the way for adultery to inform the information of desert robbers!" said Thunder with a smile. "Our marching speed is not slow, but desert robbers can still be ready before we arrive here, and they dug so many holes to ambush. That can only be said that they had already received the news when we were halfway. Sir, which way of reporting will take so much time faster than us? If it were you, what would you choose?"

"Carry pigeon!" Scott slapped his thigh and said excitedly, "As long as you find a carrier pigeon in these three nobles, it means the problem, right?"

If someone releases specially trained pigeons at night, no one will notice it.

"Yes! That's what I think."

"Come!" Scott shouted excitedly.

"Wait!" Thunder stopped Scott.

"What's wrong? Lord Viscount?" Scott asked politely.

"What if the traitor only brought one carrier pigeon?" Thunder was a little funny Scott was impatient. He probably was depressed.

Scott's excited expression suddenly subsided, "Yes! What should I do?"

Scott now completely regards Thunder as his think tank, and has to consult everything, and he has no brains at all.

"And if I were a nobleman... Well, I mean the nobleman who paid great attention to his clothes and appearance. It would be impossible to put a carrier pigeon on him. This kind of critical things would not be handed over to a militia."

“What you said makes sense.”

"Sir, put yourself in your shoes, where would you put your carrier pigeon?" Lei Ting asked with a smile.

Scott pondered for a while. After thinking for a while, his eyes lit up and looked at Thunder and said, "Sad!"

"Sir, it's really smart, you can do it at a glance!" Lei Ting flattered him casually.

"But if the traitor had only one carrier pigeon, it would be useless even if we knew he had been hiding in the saddle now."

Thunder wanted to ask: How did the pig beast die?

"The pigeon is very diligent in shit. Don't worry, if this traitor really hid the pigeon under the saddle, even if he only brought one, there would be clues to track it down."

Speaking of this, if Scott still doesn't understand, Thunder wants to beat someone up.

The order was quickly conveyed, and Scott did not avoid suspicion and issued the order in front of Thunder.

First, all the militia brought by the three Farak native nobles were isolated to prevent being bewitched. Secondly, they ordered people to invite the three nobles to speak. Finally, they asked the soldiers to secretly check the mounts of the three people.

In a short while, three people walked in.

Thunder stared at him and was immediately happy.

The nobleman who had satirized him about seating issues in the city lord's mansion last time was also there.

The three of them also had a different difference when they saw Thunder. But they turned to look at Scott and asked in confusion: "Sir, is there anything wrong with asking us to come?"

"Oh. That's right. This time the army was ambushed and attacked by desert robbers. Many people were killed and injured. I would like to discuss with you how to provide compensation!" Scott said with a calm expression.

Three nobles, you look at me. I look at you, with a look of confusion. They can't help with this kind of thing, and they don't understand why the coach talks about this at this time.

Thunder just sat aside, like an old monk entering into meditation without looking squint.

After the three nobles sat down, they exchanged some opinions with Scott, and everyone seemed a little absent-minded.
To be continued...