In the quiet and remote cabin, the two people looked at each other.

"What's next?"

Thales said worriedly: "I'm talking about you."

Quick Rope shrugged: "Find a good explanation for this scene. Louisa and the others should be back tomorrow morning, and I don't want to be caught in the act."

"Aren't you leaving right away?"

"Dean is dead, and Quick Rope from the same team is missing," Quick Rope rejected him rudely: "Do you think everyone in the darkroom is a fool?"

"I need to find a cover, Thales, someone who won't make anyone suspicious..."

"But a lie always needs more lies to complete it," Thales stared at Dean on the ground and pondered: "Unless we can ensure that this guy disappears mysteriously and no one knows about it, he will never appear again."

Kuaisheng rolled his eyes and showed a flattering expression.

"Well, if you are no longer planning to kill me or arrest me for doing something shameful, my dear Prince Thales..." Kuaisheng rubbed his hands, looking like he was about to sell insurance money:

"Can we go to the Xingchen officials in the camp and let them dispose of the body secretly? I am innocent, you are back home, everyone is happy..."

"Return to the original sentence," Thales snorted softly: "Do you think people in the secret science are all fools?"

Quick Rope blinked.

"But you are a prince."

Thales frowned.

"What I mean is..." Kuaisheng stretched out his hands, patted himself first, then politely signaled to Thales, and said with an awkward smile: "The kind that can see the light."

prince……

Can you see the light?

Thales sighed and refused: "The star army in the camp now has a complicated composition. The main force is searching for me in the desert. Among those who stayed, the local nobles and the central forces of the royal family did not buy each other. They gave me a lot of help.

It’s a bad feeling, but I’d better not expect them to keep their mouths shut for me.”

Kuaisheng raised his eyebrows.

"The bright moon is above, have you seen it? This is the chain of power," he shook his fingers and clicked his tongue: "Be careful, Thales, you have already begun to be trapped in it."

Thales gave him an unabashed eye roll.

"How about this? To your people, you can tell me half and half to cover me up," Kuaisheng scratched his head:

"For example, the spy in this dark room is here to catch you..."

Thales shook his head: "You have been out there for too long, Kuai Sheng. He underestimated those people's suspicious secret room and sent spies to hide for five years. As long as he has contacts with people, places he has visited, and news of daily concern,

Special behavior, intentional appearance... I don't think the secret department will miss these. Are you going to bet your life on the black prophet's carelessness, or on your simple kindness?"

Kuaisheng's face fell.

"Huh, maybe I shouldn't have appeared." He leaned against the wall in pain.

"It really shouldn't be." Thales murmured.

Kuai Sheng protested after hearing this: "Hey, I just saved your ass!"

Thales curled his lips.

"How do you know something will happen to me?"

Thales looked at Dean on the ground, thinking hard about a way, not forgetting to fight back: "I am the best at Jedi counterattack."

Kuaisheng gave him an expression that said, "Only if you believe in me will you find a ghost." He said seriously:

"Then we can only deal with him ourselves."

Thales sighed helplessly.

"Okay," the young man stood up and picked up his bag: "Where are we going to dig a hole?"

"It's just us two laymen digging a hole?" Kuaisheng patted Thales earnestly and shook his finger: "No, no, no, we will definitely be discovered."

"you mean?"

Kuaiseng looked like someone who had come before, and smiled mysteriously: "This is the Blade Ya camp, and we follow the rules here."

Thales pretended to be all ears.

"We have to find a professional, the kind who only cares about money and never asks too many questions." Kuaisheng shook his head, his eyes getting brighter: "He has rich experience and many connections, and he knows how to handle a situation quietly.

A corpse.”

Thales's heart moved: "Professionals? What you are talking about is..."

Quick Rope snapped his fingers.

"Yes, that's him."

Looking at Kuaisheng's faintly smiling face, Thales suddenly had an ominous premonition.

Ten minutes later.

"We'll be there just after turning a corner... Wait, look for the wind first... Okay, we can go... Hey, be gentle, be gentle, this guy is so heavy..."

Under the dim moonlight, Tails and Quick Rope worked together, struggling to carry a sack the size of a person, as they turned a street corner.

They bent over, stepped on their feet, and walked furtively through the alleys.

"Visiting him at this time...are you sure this is a good idea?" Thales gasped.

They came to an inconspicuous wooden door.

Quick Rope gritted his teeth and nodded: "Don't worry, Tampa will definitely be fine at home. Put it down first. You know, 'my house' is occupied tonight."

But the hand that was about to knock on the door stopped in mid-air.

"Strange," Kuaisheng stared at the lock on the wooden door: "The lock is outside...Tampa didn't come back?"

"Ha, you are really reliable." Thales put down the sack with difficulty and sarcastically hit his numb shoulders.

"The next thing we can do is...what are you doing?"

He was stunned by the movement of the fast rope.

I don’t know when it started, but Kuaisheng had three iron drill bits in his mouth.

He still held two of them in his hands and fiddled with the lock on the door.

"unlock."

Kuaisheng said vaguely: "We can't just leave the cat outside like this. We might as well go in and wait for him..."

"That's not what I meant!" Thales said anxiously, suppressing his voice: "Are you sure you won't be beaten as a thief?"

"Calm down, calm down," Kuaisheng said, "You don't understand the rules. You have your own way of doing this kind of business. As long as you have enough money, don't worry too much about other details..."

He saw that the lock on his hand was not moving at all, so he calmly changed it to an iron drill.

Thales frowned: "Wait, where did you learn to pick a lock?"

"You know, life was not easy when I first arrived in Camas," Kuai Sheng hummed and changed to a second iron drill: "I had to learn one more craft."

Thales' eyes widened.

"If your father knew about the craftsmanship, his son would be a thief in Camas..." he said in disbelief.

"I'm sorry for being a thief and embarrassing Nikaru and Sara," Quick Rope sarcastically said unapologetically, impatiently changing the third iron drill: "But seriously, Damn it, Tampa will definitely change it.

I got a new lock, this thing is tighter than a virgin, where did I say it?"

Annoyed and awkwardly, he shook the lock that could not be moved, and finally had to replace it with the first iron drill.

"Can you really do that?" Thales looked at him suspiciously.

"You don't understand, but I have been on the streets," Kuaisheng said nonchalantly, keeping his hands on his hands, but cold sweat began to break out on his forehead: "You know, not just anyone can become a thief...

"

Thales sighed and couldn't watch it anymore.

The next second, Prince Star grabbed the iron drill and lock from Quick Rope's hand and pushed him aside.

"Hey! Don't cause trouble."

Quick Rope stared and protested to Thales dissatisfied: "Unlocking is a technical job, not everyone can do it..."

during the time he spoke

Click.

A subtle mechanical sound.

The fast rope stagnated slightly.

Thales exhaled a sigh of relief, turned around, and threw the things in his hands casually.

Quick Rope hurriedly caught what Thales threw, and then froze.

Clang.
To be continued...