Twilight City, Frost Thunder Army Quartermaster Warehouse.
Dylan walked past the trucks with a gloomy face. The transport convoy was robbed twice in a row, and everyone in the Quartermaster Department was in danger.
The robbed military supplies have not been recovered, and someone in the Frost Thunder Army must be responsible for this. The first person to bear the brunt is naturally General Dino, who has just taken over the military logistics, and he, the Quartermaster Director stationed in Twilight City, is also likely to be punished.
Two Quartermaster Department officials holding scrolls followed Dylan closely, and the middle-aged manager of Xing yuan Trading Company, who was smiling, followed him.
"Director Dylan, all the supplies have been collected according to the quantity required by the Quartermaster Department. Please count them."
Dylan forced a smile on his face, "At the critical moment, I still have to count on your old friends for help. If it weren't for your Xing yuan Company to collect this amount of supplies so quickly, I wouldn't be able to report to the higher-ups."
"Director Dylan is too kind. The Quartermaster Department usually takes good care of our Xing yuan Company. At the critical moment, our company has to empty its own warehouse to help Director Dylan overcome this difficulty first." The manager of the company replied with a smile.
Dylan nodded slightly, turned around and told the official behind him: "Go to the manager to handle the handover. Although we are old friends, we should be more careful in the counting process. Don't let the higher-ups catch our Quartermaster Department with other excuses at the cusp of the storm."
The two officials nodded and prepared to start counting and registering from the first truck. The company's clerk also stepped forward to help unpack.
There were neatly stacked bags of grain in the carriage. The quartermaster randomly inserted the grain spike into two bags of grain and carefully checked the quality of the grain.
The carriages were counted one by one. When the fifth carriage was checked, the carriage cover was opened, and the rear carriage was opened. With a loud noise, stones mixed with mud poured out of the carriage.
Dylan and the two quartermasters were stunned on the spot.
Cold sweat instantly flowed from the head of the business manager. He took two steps forward, pushed the clerk away, and looked into the carriage carefully.
No matter how carefully he looked, mud could not be turned into grain.
Dylan also reacted and roared with a pale face: "Open, open them all!"
All the carriages were opened one by one, and more than two-thirds of them were loaded with gravel and mud.
The manager of the company was so scared that he collapsed on the ground, muttering, "How could this happen? How could this happen?"
Dylan was so angry that his fingers trembled. If he hadn't checked carefully today, if this batch of military supplies was transported to the army, he would be punished by military law after being discovered!
"Xing yuan Company is so bold that they dared to adulterate military supplies. All the people in Xing yuan Company will be arrested and charged!" Dylan, who was furious, started arresting people without even checking the reasons.
Twilight City, Lin xi Tower.
An old man in a brocade robe sat by the window in a secluded seat on the third floor.
The old man had a glass of sake in his hand and three exquisite side dishes on the table. He was enjoying the breeze by the window, drinking by himself, and was content.
A burst of hurried footsteps sounded at the stairs, and a young warrior in green clothes ran up in a hurry, "Boss, something happened, something serious!"
"You have no rules at all, why are you so flustered?" The old man shouted clearly. This person is the shopkeeper of Xing yuan Trading Company in Twilight City.
"The Quartermaster Department found a lot of stones and soil in the grain we sent this time. The manager and the delivery guy were arrested on the spot. The Quartermaster Department has sent people to the trading company to arrest you!" The warrior in green clothes said in a panic.
The old man's hand trembled, and the wine glass fell on the floor and shattered.
"How could the grain in the goods turn into stones and soil?" The shopkeeper of Xing yuan Trading Company was puzzled, "You should ask Press to come here to see me immediately."
Not long after, the short man that Arthur and others had been staring at appeared in front of the old man.
"Have you checked the goods before?" the shopkeeper asked impatiently.
The short man named Press had roughly known what happened on the way here. He thought and said slowly: "I checked it when I went to the col for the first time. The car was indeed loaded with grain. I couldn't check it again in front of them when I hired a driver to go again the second time. After that, the goods stayed at the post station for another day. There were many people and the post station guards, so it was unlikely that the goods were replaced. So I guess the grain must have been replaced after I left for the first time."
"Who replaced it?" The shopkeeper fell into deep thought.
"Besides us, who else knows where the caravan is parked?" Press asked tentatively.
The shopkeeper hesitated for a moment, but finally decided to tell the truth. After all, the two sides were now on the same side. "The orc hunting team hijacked the transport convoy, and then someone in the quartermaster department notified us of the place to receive the goods."
"Did the orcs do it?"
"It shouldn't be. If the orcs wanted to, they could have taken them away directly. There is no reason for them to come back and switch the goods after they withdrew."
"The problem must be on their side." Press judged.
The shopkeeper suddenly stared at Press, "There is another possibility. Are you being followed?"
Press was so scared that he waved his hands quickly, "It's definitely not me. I was very cautious this time, and before I came here, I didn't know that the food would be sold back to the quartermaster department."
The shopkeeper was just testing Press. Judging from Press's reaction, the problem was definitely not with him, so the problem must be with the Frost Thunder Legion. But he still couldn't figure out why the people in the Frost Thunder Legion did this. Was it just to take away his share of the benefits?
The shopkeeper guessed the direction correctly, but he didn't guess that Arthur and his men had interfered.
And he had no chance to guess again. There were chaotic footsteps, and the soldiers of the Frost Thunder Legion had already rushed up, led by the quartermaster Dylan.
"Director Dylan, I think there may be a misunderstanding here. I am also investigating who stole our food?" The shopkeeper still pretended to be calm and explained.
"We are not looking for you to steal food, but because you colluded with the orcs to rob military supplies!" Arthur smiled and came out from behind Dylan.
Although Huey had not entered before, he had been staying outside the place where Press went. The shopkeeper summoned Press in a panic, and Huey followed this vine to touch up.
The shopkeeper was so scared that he hurriedly explained, "Director Dylan, please don't joke. What about colluding with orcs and robbing military rations? These are all serious crimes punishable by death. How can a small shop like ours have the courage and ability to do that?"
Arthur looked at the shopkeeper with a smile, "You may not know that what you found in those goods are not only stones and soil, but also several tokens of the Frost Thunder Legion Cavalry Battalion. And those tokens were stuffed in by the cavalry escorting the convoy on the night when the last batch of goods was robbed. How do you explain this?"
"I really don't know about this. Our shop was wronged!"
"What about him?" Arthur pointed at the short man, "We have followed him all the way from the col."
The shopkeeper's sweat continued to flow down. The leisurely and contented feeling he had when he was with Mu Feng before had long disappeared, leaving only tension and fear.
Arthur suddenly came up to the shopkeeper and said in a very low voice: "The military supplies were robbed twice, such a big thing, someone has to take the blame to calm it down."
The shopkeeper seemed to understand suddenly and shouted hysterically: "It's Alva, all this was planned by Alva from your military supply department!"