When Ciel pushed the door open and entered, he could only see the shadows looking this way under the dim light, with seemingly evil eyes.
He froze in place, and the uneasy premonition in his heart became stronger.
"What's the matter?"
The bearded brother behind him poked his head, squeezed in from behind, and nodded after seeing everyone: "Is everyone here? Charles, don't be stunned, Mr. Constantine has something else to do."
Charles smiled reluctantly and followed Brother Beard. He vaguely saw everyone's faces, but felt that the indifferent eyes were very cold.
"Sorry, I came back a little late. If it were Ciel, I wouldn't be able to get him back."
Brother Beard patted his pocket and said, "I can't help it. It's hard to find a place that sells cigarettes. I can only buy very rough tobacco leaves. Is there anyone here?"
Constantine seemed to be deep in thought, unaware.
"Corey, you came back just in time." The examiner smiled and pointed at the documents on the table: "Everyone has finished reading, except you two."
"What's so important?"
Corey leaned over casually and couldn't help but shake his head: "Everyone knows that I don't know how to spell. I can just say no to this kind of thing. Why do I have to write it on paper?"
No one paid attention to him, everyone was silent.
Constantine raised his head and looked at the dull young man behind him: "Char, where were you just now?"
As if nothing had happened, Charles hid his soaked palms, raised the bag in his hand and shook it: "I'll buy it..."
Constantine interrupted: "Tell the truth."
He froze.
Everyone looked over with unkind eyes. The aversion to cold poured into his lungs like thick liquid, moving uneasily, almost suffocating.
He smiled stiffly and said, "What's wrong with everyone? I just went to buy some medicine."
The inspector stepped forward, took away the bag in his hand, opened it roughly, opened all the medicinal materials and potions, and poured them all on the table.
After the examination, he whispered something to Constantine.
Constantine's eyes suddenly became sad, he nodded slightly and looked at Charles:
"Look at this, you'll understand after reading it."
Charles stepped forward stiffly, took the document, suppressed the urge of his fingers to tremble, and opened it.
Immediately, great consternation and panic came.
It made him freeze in place.
"Hey, what's so mysterious?"
Corey came over and patted Charles on the shoulder: "Look, I scared you. What's wrong? What did it say?"
Ciel's face turned pale.
After a long time, he raised his head with difficulty, and when he looked at Corey, his eyes turned to fear...and pity:
"It says..."
His voice trembled: "You are... a traitor."
Corey was stunned for a long time, and then he opened his mouth to speak.
The next moment, the smiling examiner appeared behind him, reached out and covered his mouth, and the dagger in his hand smoothly and skillfully slashed his throat.
Blood spurted out and fell on Ciel's face.
It's warm, with a sweet taste, and a certain fragrance spreads.
The document in Charles's hand was stained red. He looked at the name on the document blankly, staggered back, and sat down on the ground.
Corey knelt on the ground, clutching his throat, struggling hard, raising his head, staring at Ciel, his lips opening and closing but no sound came out.
Soon, he fell to the ground.
Red blood flowed out from under his body, spread out, and turned into purple-black viscous liquid in the dust. After a long time, he stopped moving.
"Sorry, did I scare you?"
The inspector smiled and stretched out his hand to pull Ciel up from the ground. Charles looked at Corey in despair. For a long time, he turned his head and opened and closed his lips, but was speechless.
"Cory was bribed by the Holy City a long time ago. If it weren't for the fact that he was exposed when he was imprisoned this time, we would not have thought that he was actually a spy."
The examiner patted him on the shoulder: "You have been in contact with him for so long, haven't you instilled anything into him?"
Charles shook his head dully, feeling tears welling up cowardly. He was about to collapse, and asked with a choked voice: "I, I... won't you kill me?"
"Don't worry, everyone knows you. How could there be a spy as stupid as you?"
The examiner smiled: "Maybe you don't know yet, but Constantine has decided to let you be his secretary. You must remember to be careful and be wary of those who approach you with ulterior motives. Fortunately, we found out early, otherwise If Corey learns some secrets through you, he will be in big trouble."
He paused and pointed to Corey on the ground: "I will find someone to check you later. You may not know that this guy is also a psychic musician. If he gives you any hint, That’s not good.”
Ciel nodded stiffly, but finally realized something in his heart.
I just feel cold.
He finally understood why the Silent Organization was so relieved that he was lurking undercover in the revolutionary army alone. Because his contact person is hiding next to him, monitoring him day and night.
Through the movement of his mind, he controlled the fat man who sold banned drugs to connect with him, and controlled himself to search for information for him. When necessary, discard yourself as an abandoned child to ensure your own safety.
I see…
I see.
Constantine looked at his dazed expression, sighed, reached out and patted his shoulder gently: "I'm sorry, kid, I didn't expect you to be so scared. This was my mistake."
"No, it's nothing."
Ciel smiled reluctantly, raised his sleeve and wiped his nose: "I was just scared by Corey."
He was silent for a moment, stretched out his hand, and pointed at the medicine that was turned into a pile on the table: "My stuff."
Constantine was stunned for a moment, then laughed and put the medicine into Charles's hand:
"Very good, Charles, you are indeed a good boy."
Charles smiled reluctantly, then turned pale, covered his mouth, bent down and rushed out of the door.
Soon, after collecting the bodies, everyone left.
Constantine looked at the examiner beside him.
"The traitor has been found and killed. Now, you should feel relieved, right?"
The examiner's smile was still mysterious, but he nodded slightly and stared in the direction where Charles left:
"I hope I'm allergic..."
…
…
A few days later, in the corner of the Holy City, in a deserted alley.
Ciel was leaning against the wall, smoking a cigarette, as if he was basking in the sun out of boredom in the afternoon.
A faint voice came from his ear.
"According to the information I obtained from the Silent Agency, since the establishment of the Revolutionary Army more than ten years ago, Constantine has been an important figure within the Revolutionary Army, and his whereabouts are mysterious. Few people have seen him. If If he had not been arrested by the Holy City this time, I am afraid that even the Silent Agency would not be able to determine whether this person exists. The relationship between him and Gaius is particularly close, and both parties are mutually exclusive. This person is lurking in the shadows, in all countries He has been running for Gaius for a long time, and it is said that he has many supporters in private, and many senior officials from various countries have been in contact with him. It is precisely because of the intelligence network in his hands that Gaius's revolutionary army has been able to make trouble for so many years. This time, Constantine was arrested, not only digging out a large number of traitors from inside the Holy City, but also intercepting important information about the Winter Veil attack. As long as you can find clues from Constantine, you can escape smoothly Don’t get too deep, Ciel, you don’t need to make any sacrifices for the Holy City.”
"I know, Ye Zi, don't worry."
He smiled proudly: "You don't know that I can run faster than anyone else if there is any trouble, and even reporters can't catch up with me."
A vague water vapor lead extended from the sewer beside him, connected to his body, and harmonized with him, and a hoarse voice sounded from his ears.
"At this time, don't say such nonsense, Ciel."
Ye Qingxuan sighed softly: "If something happens, don't force yourself. As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter even if you sell the silent mechanism. Charles, as long as you live, I will definitely rescue you, do you understand?"
"Don't worry, do you think I look like the kind of person with integrity? When it's time to sell, I will sell the Holy City as well."
Charles waved with a smile: "Don't worry about me, everything is going well here. Constantine trusts me very much, and now I am his secretary, handling all kinds of letters on his behalf. After a while, he went to see Gaius Si will take me with him."
“…”
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and sighed softly: "Please take care of yourself."
"It's taboo for you to contact me behind the silent agency's back, right? If you have nothing to do in the future, don't contact me privately."
Charles said softly: "There are also a few troublesome guys watching here. It won't be fun if the truth is revealed."
"...A very powerful guy?"
"It's very powerful, very tricky."
Charles was silent for a long time, and his pupils trembled as he recalled the figure he saw when he escaped from prison: "Among the revolutionary army lurking in the Holy City, there is a person with purple eyes. Be careful with him, Ye Zi. Be careful of that person...if you encounter him, run away immediately and never fight him, do you understand?"
Ye Qingxuan was stunned.
For the first time, he felt fear, undisguised weakness and trembling from Ciel.
"Ciel, even if..."
Charles shook his head and interrupted him: "Ye Zi, please let me beg you."
“…”
Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time and nodded slowly: "Okay, I promise you."
"It would be great."
Charles smiled reluctantly, looked down at the cigarette that was almost finished in his hand, threw it away, and crushed it under his feet: "I'm going to get out of the way first, don't worry about me, senior brother, I eat well and sleep soundly, and I'll come back every now and then." I'll go have a drink. The days are so pleasant that I almost forgot that I was an undercover agent."
Before cutting off the resonance, he hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice:
"Mr. Newton...hasn't there been any news yet?"
"Still missing, no news." Ye Qingxuan's tone became gloomy: "Do you still care about him?"
"It's good if there is no news, at least he should still be alive."
Charles shook his head: "Even if he lied to me to make a deal with the Revolutionary Army, I never hated him from the beginning to the end. He taught me a lot, and I should thank him for looking down on me, a useless musician. Sorry, Ye Zi , I used your data for experiments without your permission, I owe you."
"Just come back alive and give me a good beating."
Ye Qingxuan sighed: "Get out of here, otherwise you will go back with a bruised face."
"Thanks."
Charles smiled, waved his hand, turned and left.
In the distance, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes from the quiet coffee shop.
After a long silence, he couldn't help but sigh softly.
"Laura, do me a favor."
He whispered softly: "Protect Ciel and don't let him get hurt."
In the air beside him, there was a helpless complaint: "What evil did I do in my previous life to end up with someone like you..."
Soon, the sighs disappeared.
It's like nothing happened.
"Thanks."
Ye Qingxuan smiled, raised the coffee cup, and drank the bitter espresso in one gulp.
In the lowered eyes, the pupils were blood red.
He hasn't slept for ten days.