Chekhov kept falling towards the ground.
A third of the reason was because Richard was angry.
The other seven points of the reason were because his body was already in poor condition.
He is a person who has died once. He cannot be called a complete individual now. He is completely a soul fragment occupying the body of an ordinary person, relying on the energy of the angel feathers to maintain it.
Although Angel Feather is powerful, it is not omnipotent after all. The previous support for him to snatch a box of mineral powder from the mine and fly long distance to the Delan branch has been almost exhausted.
The body he occupied also became fragile due to the forced release of extraordinary power many times. His face kept changing before, and the change from blue to purple was a precursor.
Now being aroused by Richard's words, he reached his limit and broke the balance he had been struggling to maintain, so he vomited blood and fell to the ground.
But in the end, Chekhov did not fall to the ground. During the process, Rommel, who was sitting, suddenly took action, and an invisible powerful energy spurted out.
Chikafu's body shook, and he was supported by the powerless energy and sent back to his seat.
Then Rommel spoke up and said slowly to Chekhov who was sitting in his seat: "Inspector, you'd better not get too excited. After all, now we are just an inquiry meeting for mutual confrontation. No matter what you say No matter what, as long as it’s reasonable, it’s all about pursuing the truth. Are you right?”
Chikafu didn't answer, he just sat on his seat, keeping stiff movements, staring at Richard with his eyes.
People around him could clearly feel that the breath of life in Chikafu's body was rapidly passing away, like a balloon being popped.
When he didn't get an answer from Chekhov, Rommel didn't get angry. He turned to look at Richard and said, "Wizard Richard, I also want to advise you not to get too excited. As I said just now, this is just a question. A meeting, not a trial meeting. In this meeting, no one is suspected, and no one is targeted. Everything is for the benefit of the organization.
If you have some dissatisfaction, there must be a misunderstanding. I can guarantee that Inspector Chekhov is not targeting you, nor is he trying to use you to target others. Okay, what else do you want to say? "
Richard spoke up: "If this is really the case, then I have to apologize to Inspector Chekraft. I didn't mean to offend, and I hope he can forgive me for my language mistakes."
As he spoke, Richard returned to the polite truth society member he once was.
Rommel nodded and said with satisfaction: "This is best. I believe Inspector Chekhov will understand you. Right, Inspector?" Rommel looked at Chekhov again.
At this time, the life breath in Chikafu's body continued to pass away faster and faster, and the whole person became extremely weak.
After hearing what he said, he first glanced at Rommel, and then turned his eyes stiffly across the entire audience. There was a hoarse sound coming from the mouth, vague and indistinct, as if the deep part of the throat was filled with phlegm.
"Are you forgiven? Ha, what can't I forgive?" Chikafu said, as if he had figured something out, with a wry smile on his face, "Okay, I understand, it was not Wizard Richard or Germany who was wrong. Lan Branch, not anyone in the Southern Free Federal Organization.
Wrong, it's just me. I was overconfident, and I shouldn't have relied on hunches to question something without having key evidence. This is wrong, very wrong. Hopefully, I'll have a chance to make amends next time. "
The life breath in Chikafu's body became weaker and weaker, and he was already in a state of near-death as he spoke.
Chekhov seemed to have accepted everything. He turned his head with difficulty and looked at Rommel seriously: "Director Rommel, my body is no longer able to sustain itself. The last fragments of my soul are about to collapse. I will die completely soon. After my death , I want you to promise me two things."
"What?" Rommel asked, approaching Chekhov slightly.
"The first thing." Chikafu said, "That is to report the details of my death to the headquarters."
"Okay." Rommel nodded without hesitation.
Even if Chikafu didn't say it, he would do it.
After all, Chikafu was a person sent by the headquarters to inspect. If he died suddenly, he had to report it, otherwise the headquarters would not be able to explain it at all.
"The second thing." Chekhov said again, his voice became very weak, barely allowing Rommel to hear, "The second thing is... to apply for emergency status from the headquarters for my death, so that I can be restored to a complete state as soon as possible. Resurrection. In this way, I can retain my soul and memory, continue to carry out unfinished tasks, and investigate unclarified doubts. This can also be regarded as making up for my wrongful death. "
After hearing this, Rommel twitched his eyebrows and did not answer immediately.
Because this second thing about Chekhov is much more complicated than the first thing.
Resurrection for someone of Chekhov's level is completely different from the resurrection of an ordinary member.
In fact, in the Truth Society, the higher the level of a member, the more difficult it is to be resurrected. Because, the higher the level, the more stringent the requirements for the perfection of resurrection.
At least in Rommel's eyes, members of the Iron Ring level were resurrected by replacing their bodies and injecting backup memories. It was not called resurrection at all. It was just creating a puppet that looked similar but had no soul at all.
A perfect resurrection should retain all the memories before death and restore the entire soul and body.
It is obviously extremely difficult to do so. Generally, only members of the Silver Ring and above are eligible to use it. In addition to consuming massive resources, it also requires the power of true gods.
And in exchange for the power of the true god, you need a lot of money from the gods.
In short, it is not easy to resurrect Chikafu perfectly.
Generally speaking, the resources to resurrect one inspector in Chekhov are enough to train and promote two or even three inspectors from the following members.
Therefore, if things develop normally, it will be difficult for Chekhov to be resurrected in a short time after his death. Only when a certain stage is reached and there are special needs, the headquarters will spend a lot of money to resurrect Chikafu.
This time may be several years later, more than ten years later, decades later, or even centuries later.
Rommel pursed his lips.
Because of the difficulty of resurrection, Gibran, the steward who died on the east coast, was still sleeping in the crystal skull as one of his valued subordinates.
Because of this, he did not answer Chekhov immediately.
On the one hand, this is not easy to accomplish.
On the other hand, even if it is completed, it will not do him any good.
After all, Chikafu is planning to continue investigating the Southern Free Federation branch. If he can't find any loopholes, forget about it. If he finds any loopholes, won't he be causing trouble for himself
After listening to Chekhov's second request, Rommel thought for a moment and spoke out.
There was a serious expression on his face, and he put a hand on Chekhov's shoulder and said, "Inspector, what did you say? I didn't hear it clearly. Please say it again."
Chekhov: "..."
After being stunned for a moment, Chikafu spoke with difficulty again, his voice was very low and vague, and he tried hard: "I want you to..."
As the sound came out, the breath of life in Chikafu's body became weaker and weaker, until it was finally undetectable.
When another word came out of his mouth, Chikafu suddenly stiffened and remained motionless. He still kept looking at Rommel, but he was completely dead.
It was very quiet in the conference room.
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