Chapter 411: Everyone in action

Early in the morning, six o'clock. On the streets lined with mansions in the wealthy district of Crossbel, there is already a man at the door sorting his clothes.
His beautiful violet hair was still messy, and the man anxiously tidied the mess up, looking haggard.
"My dear." The red-haired woman on the side said worriedly, "Do you really want to go? Maybe be more cautious..."
"No... Sophia. Listen, I have been thinking about it for many days... Whether it was a coincidence or a deliberate act of that day-we can never escape the truth. Even now we have a new life, but The sins committed... must not be forgotten."
"I didn't mean that, dear." Sophia said, "Of course I am worried about Ling... But dear, you have said that since you became famous in the business circle, you have been conspiring against you. The tricks are endless—"
"I know... this may also be a conspiracy against us." Harold interrupted his wife. "But if that's the case, that person must know about Ling's affairs, so he can do this... In that case, it would be better to meet him."
Sophia was speechless. That period of history is a permanent pain in the hearts of the couple. The husband's words have already spoken for this purpose. In any case, Sophia can no longer stop her husband.
"I know...I will be cautious." Harold stroked his wife's cheek pitifully, "...take care of Colin...I will be back soon."
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"Everything is ready?" Somewhere in an unknown place, Yaniste squatted guarding the communicator with a haggard face, listening to the somewhat playful low male voice from the other end.
"Yeah." Yaniste said exhaustedly. These few days have been a critical period for the operation, and his energy consumption is too great-but it seems that everything is worth it. So far, the police department and The Guerrilla Association didn't seem to be aware of anything - although Yaniste was reluctant to admit it, he had to say that the presence of the man on the communicator had helped a lot. Somehow, because of some of his involvement, Speaker Harutman and the officials of the Republic faction shut their mouths obediently.
"Thank you..." The other side said in a cold tone of insincere comfort, "But...do you really need a little help? Thanks to you, the research on "True Knowledge" is almost complete... …"
"I don't need to...I can succeed on my own." Yaniste replied coldly.
"Really... That's really a pity." The voice over there didn't feel any regrets, "In that case, you can cheer for yourself... Remember, after you succeed, don't forget the contribution I made— —"
The communicator was cut off. Yaniste resisted the chill coming out of his body, shaking and hung up the communicator.
He was afraid-not only for the unknown fear, but also for the cruel betrayal he was about to make.
But-this is a choice that there is no other way... I have no retreat.
"I'm sorry...Mayor...Ellie..." His lips squirmed, and the deepest voice and apology could only be heard by him.
At the same time-after the man on the other end of the communicator hung up, his face was an unstoppable bright smile.
"Oh... it's so pleasant." He pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose with satisfaction, showing a sullen smile, and walked to the desk beside him, nodding his head while flipping through the table full of documents. Nestor... How surprised can you bring me? Although feedback from clinical trials and usage data is also important, immature technology may still be exposed..."
After putting down a stack of reports, he took out another photo from under the desk-the photo seemed to be taken in a dark crypt. There was a building similar to an altar in the empty underground, and in the center of the building was complicated. The alchemy style and a sphere wrapped in the instrument—a petite human figure is vaguely visible inside.
"Master Saint Son... please wait for me... wait patiently for me again..."
"That... Mr. Associate Professor...?"
"Give me a little more time and I can get you out of the cage—"
"Mr. Associate Professor Joachim?" The woman beside him cried eagerly, interrupting his thoughts. He hurriedly tucked the photo back into the pocket of his coat, only to realize that the sound was coming from outside the office.
"It's Cecil...what's the matter?" He resisted the fright, pretending to calmly ask this popular nurse in the hospital.
"The condition of the previous patient seems to have deteriorated... Several other doctors want to consult urgently, you see..."
"I see... I'll clean up and go."
Joachim breathed a deep sigh of relief as he heard the footsteps walking away from the door.
"I must..."

"—Above. Does anyone have anything to say?" In the conference room of the Closbell Police Department, Guy bluntly finished the mission report he wrote up late. "If there is no objection, follow this when the performance is tomorrow. Schedule action."
"I have." The man with glasses in a suit on the left side of the table said.
"Dudley..." Guy glanced at him. "What do you want to say?"
"I am deeply puzzled about whether the "Secret Service Division" is capable of performing the role in this mission. "Dudley spoke out what the other investigators were embarrassed to say, "It is true that Lloyd Bennings is the best one among the rookies in this class, and his previous performance is indeed very good...but Is it wrong to just let them take over this task? "
"Yeah... the safety of the mayor is really important. This task is really too important-it's not that you can't get people out of a subject." With Dudley beginning, other people can be said to be able to bravely express their hearts. Real thoughts.
"I understand your concerns... In fact, I have thoughts like this myself." However, Guy has long reserved for these possible controversies. "However, Sergey Luo, the chief of the Support Section, tried his best to ensure The members under his command were able to successfully complete this mission."
"This..." Sergey is an old senior who has a member of a department at the venue. He has a brilliant professional experience. At the same time, when he was an instructor at the police school a few years ago, many of the investigators in the first department were him. Students of, if such a character comes forward to make a guarantee, even these elite investigators will be embarrassed to say something.
"In addition... In this matter, the Guerrilla Association will also provide necessary additional help." Guy quietly threw another blockbuster, "They will cooperate with the Special Services Section... , You can rest assured..."
"It's true... Although it's uncomfortable, if the guerrillas are dispatched, it is really reassuring." Dudley pushed down his glasses unnaturally. "I'm done. In that case, I have no objection to the section chief's decision."
"Okay-everyone, although the association and the support section are involved in this matter, there is no doubt that the protagonist should be our search for a section." Slap a sweet date, this kind of incentive method is also very good for Guy. Good at, "So you must work hard to complete the task no matter what-not only to smash the conspiracy against the mayor, but also for us!"
Seeing the passionate voices of his subordinates, Guy showed a casual smile.