"Targeted?" After listening to Mu Keni's words, Solmen narrowed his eyes without much fear, "I do things that are meaningful to the organization. Why is he targeting me? Is it just to maintain his so-called authority
Huh, everyone works under the same framework, with different division of labor. He wears a silver ring and I wear an iron ring. Does that mean his status is much higher than mine? Humph, it’s all given by the above!
After this matter is over, I will explain it clearly to him. If he understands, it will be fine. If he doesn't listen and has to target me, that's okay. This east coast is not something he can cover with just one silver ring. This time for a big plan, so many people and resources have been used, and there are gold rings and even colored rings watching over them. When the time comes, they will poke them to see who will suffer. "
"Uh..." Mu Keni looked at Solmen and was speechless for a moment. After a long time, she said, "Okay... Okay..."
"Okay, this matter is settled." Suomen stood up, looked at Mu Keni and asked, "When the books arrive, I will take action personally. Do you want to participate then?"
"Is this..." Mu Keni hesitated, "If I participate, I might really be targeted by the Silver Ring. I don't have as much courage as you. After all, you are the Dragon Slayer Somen. But then... speaking of it , this thing should be more fun, in that case, then... well, count me in."
"That's good." Suomen said, "Now let's get ready to complete the remaining small tasks and clear out the various targets - free up time so that we can move easily."
"Uh, okay..."
"Let's go, let's start with target No. 8." Suomen said, walking out, and Mu Keni quickly followed.
It's dark outside.
…
dark night.
The familiar dark night, the familiar secret room, the familiar long table, and the familiar high-backed leather chairs around the long table.
Nothing has changed. The great scholar Surates is still sitting at one end of the long table, his students are standing beside him, and the rest are sitting on the high-backed leather chairs on both sides, not daring to breathe. .
"Dong dong dong!" The great scholar Surades knocked on the table and asked aloud: "Can anyone tell me how the situation is recently?"
“…”
Silence, a long silence.
After a while, a middle-aged man stood up bravely and said: "Hui... Hui Master, we have almost completed the investigation. You said before, the person who killed Vic, and the person who used us The people who used the parliamentary symbol and tried to expose the parliament are the same group, we have established it."
"Um...that's all?"
"Well, that's all..."
"nothing else?"
"No more..." The middle-aged man looked at the great scholar Surades and found that Surades was looking directly at him. He felt a little panicked and said, "Master, I..."
Suratis did not speak, but waved his hand and motioned for the middle-aged man to sit down.
The middle-aged man felt relieved and hurriedly tried to sit down. But before his butt even touched the chair, Suratis slapped the table and shouted: "Stand up!"
"brush!"
The middle-aged man who was about to sit down stood up like a spring as if there were nails on the chair.
Surates lost his temper and shouted: "You still have the nerve to sit still?"
"I… "
"You all have the nerve to sit here?" Surades glanced at everyone sitting there.
"Wow!" Suddenly, everyone stood up, their heads lowered as if they had been chopped off.
Suradi stood up slowly, looked at everyone and said solemnly: "I came up with the investigation and the conjecture about the investigation a month ago. And you, after spending a month, just verified my hypothesis. This conjecture? If this is really the case, what use is it to you?!
You are a group of wizards, a group of wizards who are much more powerful than ordinary people! It took a month to give me such a ridiculous result? I think you are worse than an ordinary person, worse than a kid I once met!
At least that guy knew palindrome numbers, knew about Likriel number verification, and helped me solve the difficult problem that Yadodd gave me. All of this only took a few minutes. Are you okay? OK? !
Phew, to be honest, you guys have disappointed me, and I doubt your efficiency. I know that I am already old, and I can no longer do things in person, so I can only complain here. If you are lazy in private, there is nothing I can do about it.
In this regard, I really want to know, can we still achieve the glory of our organization? And do you still have this thing in mind? Perhaps, Parliament should be dissolved from now on, it would be better for everyone! "
Surades said it very seriously, not joking at all.
Everyone was shocked when they heard this, and they knelt down on the ground.
"Master... Master, we don't dare to do this anymore. You... you must not get excited."
"Master... Master, we were wrong. Please think about it again."
"Master... Master, we really want to regain our glory, but this is the only thing..."
Surades raised his hand to silence everyone, coughed slightly and said, "I don't want to say anything more. If you really still have the Parliament in your heart and want to regain glory, then prove it with actions."
"Three days!" Surades raised three fingers. "Three days, this is the time I give you! In three days, find the person who killed Vic and the others - I don't ask to kill him, but At least find the other person and figure out who the other person is. If you can't even do this... Hehe, you can do whatever you want. I'm old, too old, and it's time to consider retirement."
After finishing speaking, Suradi walked out without giving anyone a chance to speak.
It took a long time for the people in the secret room to raise their heads and look at each other. No one spoke, and the atmosphere was horribly depressing.
…
late at night.
In Baishi City.
A courtyard was burning with flames more than ten meters high.
"brush!"
A figure fell from the sky.
"call out!"
An ice bullet as big as a fist was shot into the flames and exploded. A large amount of cold air erupted, the temperature dropped sharply, and the flames quickly extinguished.
"Da da da… "
Macbeth, dressed in white, stepped on the broken ice into the half-ruined courtyard, looked around, and frowned. After turning around and making sure that no one was alive, he stepped out.
A short wizard was waiting for him outside the courtyard—Armstrong.
"Same as before?" Armstrong looked at Macbeth and asked.
Macbeth nodded.
"Phew." Armstrong exhaled, his expression solemn.
Macbeth looked at the air in front of him and said slowly: "In the past month, similar things have happened not once or twice, nor three or four times, but a dozen times.
I have mentioned it to the higher authorities several times, but they have been perfunctory to me. It can be seen that they feel that running the East Coast Joint Exchange Meeting is the biggest priority at present. Therefore, as long as these accidents do not affect the exchange meeting, it can be postponed.
I... actually don't think there's anything wrong with what they did. But what I have been worried about is that behind this incident, it is really not as simple as it seems. The previous plague incident is a reminder. And since there was the first plague event, why wouldn’t there be a second plague event? Now we are just blindly defending and constantly strengthening our vigilance. We may suffer big losses when the time comes. "
Armstrong nodded in agreement, and then sighed: "But even so, we have no choice. After all, we have to obey orders. If the people above do not make requests, we cannot act casually. At most... next time, Be vigilant, act quickly, and try to arrive before the matter is over to find out who is behind this."
"That's fine." Macbeth nodded, turned his head and looked into the distance, and saw the rich darkness, like a flood overflowing the embankment, coming in waves.
The night was getting deeper, and in the deep darkness, it seemed like some monster was being released, and there were rustling sounds, which made people's hair stand on end.
Macbeth frowned, but did not do anything. He stepped away from the place with Armstrong.
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