Time passes quickly.
Rommel stayed in his residence, and the night passed in the blink of an eye.
Early the next morning, there was a knock on the door of the residence, and a moment later, Rommel opened it with a "squeak" from inside.
Glancing at Inogova standing outside the door, Rommel asked aloud: "Is something wrong?"
"Director, Inspector Chekhov wants the files of all members of Pompeii who have had contact with Wizard Richard, including mine. Look..." Inogova asked for advice hesitantly.
"Promise him." Rommel said simply, and then asked, "Is there anything else?"
"there is none left."
"Then go." Rommel said, reaching out to close the door, but suddenly thought of something. Before closing the door, he asked Inogova, "Has Wizard Richard been to the business point?"
"No." Inogova shook her head and suggested, "Should we send someone to check on him and remind him..."
"No need." Rommel refused and said with some confidence, "Wizard Richard is a smart man. I believe he will make the right choice. Just because of his character, he may hesitate before making a choice. longer."
"yes."
"Back off."
"yes."
"boom!"
Rommel closed the door.
…
Time continued to pass, and soon the whole day passed and it was evening.
“Tuk-tuk-tuk…”
There was another knock on the door of Rommel's residence.
A few seconds later, there was a "squeak" and the door opened. Seeing Inogova outside the door, Rommel frowned slightly and already had some guesses: "Chekav has new requirements?"
"Yes." Inogova said, "He is asking for all the information and spell scrolls that have been borrowed by Wizard Richard..."
"Give it to him," Rommel said.
"yes."
"Is everything okay?"
"there is none left."
"Then Richard..." Rommel asked aloud. As soon as he opened his mouth, he saw that Inogova's expression had become clear. He stopped and said, "Okay, I understand, please step back."
"yes."
…
Soon, another night passed.
Early morning came on the third day.
"Ta-ta-ta..."
Inogova walked to the door of Rommel's residence and reached out to knock on the door.
As a result, before my hand even touched the door this time, the door opened by itself with a "squeak" sound.
Inside the door, Rommel's figure appeared, looking a little inexplicably irritable, but under control.
After glancing at Inogova, Rommel asked first before Inogova could say anything: "Wizard Richard still hasn't been to the business point?"
"No... no." Inogova shook her head.
"Okay, I got it, go down." Rommel waved his hand and closed the door with a bang.
Inogova was stunned for a moment, and then realized the serious business of her visit, and quickly shouted to the door: "Director, Inspector Chekhov, he wants information on the other branches of the Southern Free Federation this time..."
"Promise him!" Rommel's response came from the door, his voice a little loud.
Inogova was taken aback, and after a while, she responded in a low voice: "Yes."
Turn around and leave.
…
After Inogova left, more than ten hours later, she returned at dusk.
She walked with a slight hesitation, not knowing how to report to Rommel, because Chekhov's request had escalated again, or gone too far, directly asking for Rommel's relevant information in the past year.
What is this for? Do you suspect that Rommel and Richard are colluding? Are you really doubting Rommel's loyalty
The more she thought about it, the angrier she became. She quickly walked to Rommel's residence. She was thinking about whether the knock on the door should be softer, but she found that the door of the residence was wide open in front of her.
Inside the door, Rommel was sitting in the hall on the first floor, squinting at the dusk scenery outside the door. Compared with the irritability in the morning, he became very calm.
This is a good sign... Inogova stopped at the door and looked at Rommel with some surprise. She did not forget about business and said, "Director, Inspector Chekhov..."
"Don't worry about him yet." Rommel waved his hand to interrupt Inogova, and said calmly, "I will talk to him personally."
"Okay." Inogaowa breathed a sigh of relief and asked somewhat speculatively, "Did Wizard Richard come?"
"Actually, Richard hasn't been here yet." Rommel blinked and smiled to tell the truth, "To be honest, this is a bit disappointing to me."
"Huh?" Inogova was stunned, and suddenly felt that there was something a little more daunting in Rommel's smile. She subconsciously took a step back and explained to Richard, "Maybe Wizard Richard wants to wait until the end. I'll give you a reply to your supervisor in a moment. After all, the deadline is tomorrow, isn't it? It's still one night away."
"Will it?" Rommel asked back, continuing to look at the dusk scenery outside the door, and said quietly, "I have been thinking that if Richard really didn't choose to believe in the true God until the last moment, then he might not have any intention at all in his heart. Believe it. Just like in battle, if the enemy does not surrender until the last moment, then he definitely does not surrender sincerely.
Surrender was just his helpless choice, an attempt to preserve his chance to resist. I would rather reject this kind of belief on behalf of the true God, because it is destined to be impure and doomed to have impurities—even if it is baptized, it may be contaminated sooner or later in the future. "
Pursing his lips, Rommel continued: "I gave Richard three days. My most optimistic estimate is that he will come to me after one night - because he is smart. And no matter how persistent he is, today He should have come to see me early in the morning, but he didn't.
Maybe my vision is really poor and not as good as Lord Foehn Feng. It only took me two hours to make the choice to believe in the true God, but now nearly fifty hours have passed. Maybe... I'm really wrong. "
"I was wrong." Rommel said with a smile, the corners of both sides of his mouth raised at the same time.
Rommel smiled silently, getting brighter and brighter.
Seeing this, Inogova felt that her whole heart was suddenly gripped by an indescribable fear. Her whole body couldn't help but curl up, and she clenched her hands tightly. After a while, her palms became sweaty.
At this moment, Rommel obviously did not show any momentum, but Innogova felt extremely depressed, as if there was a mountain pressing on her, almost breathless and suffocating.
In the end, Inogova's legs were trembling and she almost collapsed. She felt that all the bones in her body were about to break. She said with a desperate expression: "Steward, don't..."
"brush!"
As soon as Inogova's voice came out, Rommel's smile disappeared. Inogova felt the discomfort disappear with it, and she sat on the ground with a "thump" and gasped.
The scene was eerily quiet.