Warhammer: In the Name of the Emperor

The double doors of the Eagle Tomahawk Bar were suddenly pushed open, and a man walked out from behind the door. He returned to the street, got into his car, started the engine and drove away, but he was not on this stage tonight. The protagonist, he was behind, and as soon as the vehicle left, there was another fiery red convertible, swerving to park on the side of the road, perfectly seizing the parking space.

The flaming red car stopped, and the flaming red lights were extinguished. Vito opened the door and stood out. He wore sunglasses and looked around at the busy streets where night had just fallen. He walked straight into the bar.

The sound of the double doors opening was accompanied by the jingling of the bells at the door. However, the proprietress of the Eagle Tomahawk Bar had long been accustomed to the sound of opening the door again and again. It was just dark now, when the bar was gradually getting lively. There were too many Many people were coming and going, and the sound of the door opening had long since become the background sound of the night, along with the noise of the surrounding noise and the clinking of wine glasses.

But when the man walked straight over, the landlady didn't notice anything. Until he leaned to the table, the landlady just asked like she did to everyone, "Would you like anything?"

"Hello, Savella, you look good tonight." "Major Almennon?" The landlady recognized him in surprise. Of course she remembered this, a handsome imperial officer. He had a legendary reputation with him a few days ago. The arrival of the legendary political commissar Caifax Kane, who spread far and wide, left a long-lasting impression on everyone present.

And that night, there were not many people still here, and not many people recognized him, so no one in the bar noticed his arrival. Savella at the Eagle Tomahawk Bar remembered him, although he was wearing It wasn't the military uniform from that night, but Savella still remembered his face clearly.

"Hello, dear Savella, I'm glad you still remember me." He said, leaning on the bar, and the landlady nodded, "Of course, sir, how could you forget?"

She turned around and grabbed the beer that was filled into the glass from the flask behind her, and then handed it to a customer who was approaching. He left without paying any attention to Vito.

Savella leaned back and looked around behind Vito, "Are you alone? Political Commissar Caifax Kane, and your guy." "Major Duncan? They are all busy, very busy, so it's just me." Why don't you welcome me when you come tonight? ""No, how could it be? I just didn't expect you to come back so soon. I heard that the Star Empire Army is busy doing something these days."

"Indeed, it's something in the army, so you see, didn't Commissar Kane come?" Vito said with a smile, but his smile seemed even more mysterious and difficult to figure out than that night.

"Are you free?" Savella asked as she wiped the wine glass. She put the empty wine glass under the beer machine and reached out to hold the valve switch. Vito behind her was leaning on the bar. , crossed his hands in front of him and smiled, "Not very, I am also working, and my name is Vito, not Almenon."

Savila was stunned for a moment, then looked at him and was silent for a moment, then nodded and put the filled beer in front of him. The latter also took a sip, "I asked you, who did I come here for?" ?”

"Why do you see me?" He was drinking wine casually, as if he just asked a question casually. Savila looked around vigilantly to make sure no one was eavesdropping or leaning over before speaking. "You used a false name, Mr. Vito. As far as I know, there are only three types of people who use false names: criminals, smugglers, and Imperial intelligence agents."

Vito smiled and put the beer glass on the table. Then he folded his hands on the table and moved closer to the table. "It seems that I don't need to introduce myself, so let's just be formal. I'll find another one." He is operating in the highlands, he is a businessman, and he may be smuggling weapons. Do you have any impression? "

"There are many businessmen over there, but I have an impression of the person you are talking about. His name is Valkham." "Walkham. Is that his real name?" "I don't know that, Mr. Vito, but He did use this name to buy wine from me, a ten-year-old winter wine and Dorkan spirit. "It's really interesting. I know all these wines. If you add a little trace of catalyst, they can become a powerful wine." Hallucinogen."

Vito looked at the beer glass and smiled. Savella was a little puzzled. She glanced at the several types of wine on the shelf behind her and glanced at him with her peripheral vision, "Sir, is there anything inappropriate about this? Should I reject him? "Refuse? Why refuse? Since Mr. Valkham has paid, you should sell him out of business ethics. However, I want to talk to Mr. Valkham. Would you mind helping me?" Can you recommend me?" "Of course, Mr. Vito, he will just come tonight and place the order."

"How lucky you are. Then, let's choose a secluded place for our meeting. No one will disturb you, dear?" Vito stood up, straightened the collar of his coat, and smiled at Savella. , the latter also nodded, "Of course, sir, please come this way."

Savella took the former Major Almenon and now Mr. Vito through the inner door next to the bar, walked through the back kitchen and the warehouse where the drinks were stored, and came out from the alley on the side of the bar.

Vito glanced at the secluded alleys around him. It was true that no one would disturb him here. It was very quiet. Only the lights on the street at the far end of the box swayed in the distance. "It is indeed a quiet place suitable for meeting. Please come in Bring him here when Mr. Valkham arrives."

"Of course, Mr. Vito, is there anything else I can help you with?" "No, but, there is only one dear, are there many merchants like this here?" Facing Vito's question with a smile, Savila hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Quite a few, the merchants here have been doing business with the Tau for many years, and there are many merchants like Valkum."

"For example, smuggling weapons?" "Yes, if you want to ask why no one called the police, the answer is very simple. The people in the Ministry of Justice don't know how much "donation" they have received from them, and the patrol officers will not care at all. Even if they report it, it is doomed to fall on deaf ears, and it may even cause trouble." "Well, I see, do you know the names of a few similar police officers?" "Of course, Mr. Vito, if If you need, I can write it down for you." "That would be great."

Savila nodded to Vito, who also nodded to the door, indicating that she could leave. Savila smiled at him, took out a pack of cigarettes from her arms and put them on the trash can beside her, "This is some of what I saved, maybe it can help you kill time."

Savila returned to the bar, Vito leaned against the wall and looked at the pack of cigarettes. He picked it up and smiled, "When was the last time I smoked? Humph, Helen is nagging me again."

Vito said, took out a cigarette for himself, raised his finger and a flash of lightning popped out to light the cigarette, he smoked it, leaned in the shadow of the box, and exhaled wisps of green smoke under the dim light of the cigarette butt.

After a while, a man appeared. He and Shavilla appeared in the back street of the bar and looked around. "Where are the goods you said? You said they were all here." Shavilla did not answer him, but nodded to the cigarette butt in the dark, then turned and left silently. The man looked at her puzzledly, "Mr. Valkum." He was startled and looked back to see the cigarette butt flickering in the dark. Vito walked out of the darkness and threw the finished cigarette on the ground. The sparks jumped a few times on the ground. "I want to talk to you about something. I hope you won't refuse." "Who are you?" "Ah, I forgot there was this link. Let's skip it." Vito said, pulling out the laser gun from his waist, aiming at Valkum's waist and firing a shot. After he screamed, blood gushed out of his waist, soaking his clothes. Mr. Valkum gasped and leaned against the wall on the side. "You TM!" Valkum cursed, threw his clothes, and pulled out a pistol from his arms, but before he fired, Vito raised his hand and shot it down. "Tau pistol? Very good, it seems that Mr. Pierce did not let me find the wrong person." Vito picked up the pistol and smiled, while Valkum covered his stomach, gritted his teeth, and kept spitting out painful air from behind his teeth, "Who the hell are you?! How do you know Pierce?!"

"My name is not important, and yours is not important, Mr. Pierce, we have more important issues to talk about." Vito said, inserting the titanium pistol on his waist. He walked to Valkum's side, looked at the gunshot wound and nodded, "Your lungs are pierced, and you will die in three minutes. During this period, you can't go to any medical place or place that can provide suitable help, but by chance, I just have this thing."

Vito said, with a therapeutic blood pump hanging in his hand. It is a powerful healing agent, usually used by soldiers or people doing similar work. It is very effective in treating gunshot wounds and the damage caused by them.

"I can give it to you, or maybe not. It depends on whether you are sincere and willing to answer the next question." "Fuck you! What exactly are you asking?!" "Very good, let's get started. Who gave you this weapon? And who gave you the reward for assassinating Political Commissar Kane?"

Valkum fell silent, but soon he exhaled in pain because of the tearing sensation in his abdomen. Vito stood in front of him with his hands behind his back, smiling, "Tell me, Mr. Valkum, do you have a god you believe in?" "What the hell is this to you?" "Because you're going to see him soon."

As Vito spoke, Valkum looked at the healing blood pump in silence. He cursed in a low voice and leaned against the wall, "I took it from the Titanium settlement." "You mean, the Titanium people asked you to sell weapons to their sympathizers and ordered them to take action to assassinate Political Commissar Kane?" "No, it has nothing to do with the Titanium people."

Valkum was interrupted by pain as he spoke. He choked and leaned against the trash can beside him. His face was already pale, and Vito in front of him raised his head slightly and looked at his face, "Shall we continue? Mr. Valkum."

"Who are you? Law enforcement officer? I know your Captain Diggins, you are in trouble!" "I'm sorry, I don't know Captain Diggins, but I'm glad you let me know him. Now, shall we continue?"

Vito weighed the healing blood pump in his hand, and Valkum cursed, "No, it's not a Titanium. The one who gave me the things was a human, another merchant. I don't know him. He didn't say his name, nor did he ask me, but he was very generous, never ambiguous about the goods, and the quality was also..."

"Very high quality, yes I know, a human, right?" Vito held his chin and thought about it. Valkum raised his head, his face was pale, and he gritted his teeth and shouted in pain, "It was also him who asked me to hire these idiots to assassinate Kane. I was only responsible for passing on his message, and I knew so much, damn it! Have you finished asking?!"

Vito smiled, "Very good, thank you for your cooperation, Mr. Valcom." He said, throwing the healing blood pump to Valcom, who caught it immediately and quickly hit himself. Belly, Valkham took a breath of air, and his expression finally calmed down.

Vito walked up to him, pressed his shoulders, and smiled at him, "But if I were you, I wouldn't be thinking about making this money. I wish you a good night, Mr. Valkham. "

"You fucking bastard." Valkum cursed in a low voice, watching Vito walk towards the end of the alley. He activated the headset as he walked, "Judge Alice, go find Captain Deakins and ask him to go Sit down, and Judge Amberley, send someone to follow Mr. Walkham, the fish is biting."