Chapter 440: Harutman's Secret (Part 1)

Compared with the extravagance of the exterior decoration of Harutman’s mansion, the bedroom he sleeps in every day has a simpler feeling-compared with the luxurious decoration outside, this room is really small and not small. It can be called simple. Although this is only compared with himself-if it is taken outside, this bedroom can still achieve the design level of the championship level of the interior decoration design competition.
Of course, because of its own special reasons, Harutman's room naturally hides murderous intent under the calm. The guards in the house who are waiting on the road will not mention it, just a detection spell. Almost all miniature guided cameras are all over the room-of course, they are mainly pointing to the entrance and window of the door, Haru The appearance of Terman falling asleep in bed is not photographed—of course, no one wants to see it.
This level of protection is enough to make any sneaker below the Austrian biography feel helpless. And even a top stalker of the level of "Silver", there is still a lot of risk in sneaking here-all the ventilation pipes and water pipes here have undergone barbed treatment, and "Silver" has good bone shrinking skills. It cannot be used under such extreme conditions. The power supply network for the entire room is designed by a master and has a large number of spare lines. Even if it is cut off, all the precision monitors manufactured by RF can still operate normally. In other words, here is almost a tight fortress that cannot be penetrated secretly in the conventional sense.
But... there is one exception. That is, what if someone has the ability to remain invisible at all times?
Generally speaking, this is impossible. Even for the electronic interference of the camera, it is impossible to perform at such a close distance. But Harutman might not even dream of thinking that there will be magic from another world appearing in his mansion.
After easily evading the detection of cameras along the way, and cleaning up all the monitoring equipment inside the room before entering the door-Heliga was finally able to take a closer look at the room. The flat and soft bed and the neatly packed desk look normal; the scattered official documents on the ground seem to be of little value, so much so that Harutman himself doesn’t bother to clean it up-but there is no doubt. It's impossible for such a big man to leave some secrets in his room that he doesn't want people to see.
"I found you..." Looking at the safe that was firmly nailed to the wall and used by President Marconi in the warehouse on the mountain road, Heliga hardly laughed. "It's really good. My partner... the tacit understanding on this kind of thing is so high."
In Marconi, Heliga used a special method to open the safe that seemed unbreakable. But here, he will not use the same method again.
Because once you do that, it is easy to be stared at by two people-in the same way, two people in different locations can easily string together clues, and then it is not impossible to lock themselves through layers of relationships. may. Although he has not left any tangible evidence at all, it may not be easy to use his fists in the future if he is targeted.
"Although Harutman and Marconi are not worth mentioning... but in that case, I would have to do nothing..." Heliga reached out to the back of the safe, "Although there is a big news It's also very exciting, but it really is the only way to make a fortune in a muffled voice... Until everything is done, it is best not to do that."
Heilija, who was thinking this way, changed to a completely different, but more radical method-using the metal transformation of the transformation spell, he simply activated the surface of the entire safe, and then took advantage of that moment- The safe was pulled from the fixture on the wall.
"I hope you won't let me down." Helika looked at the guy in his hands coldly. At that time in Rubach’s warehouse, he didn’t do it so well, just because Rubach didn’t deserve to do it by himself at that time, but now... Heliga thought to himself, the appearance of Chia, the turmoil of the auction, The weird trends of the major forces...
Obviously, something will happen.
And Speaker Harutman, is the stage where all this happened, the cusp of Krossberg.
His original magnificent power building was crumbling in an instant.

Holding a ridiculously big box—in fact, because of the metal erosion magic, the entire box has been damaged and crumbling—Heliga leisurely circumvented the layers of protection of Harutman’s residence and came to the distance. The courtyard of a house in the distance.
The owner of that mansion does not seem to be at home at this time-the entire huge villa is shrouded in pitch black. It is just convenient for Heliga to "sell stolen goods" here.
"Private transactions with major foreign merchants... the money laundering activities of underground banks...huh, sure enough." These were done by the people under Harutman's instructions, leaving a voucher to facilitate their statistics on the one hand, and on the other hand It can be regarded as grabbing a handle from these restless men of oneself.
However, these alone cannot do anything to him-after all, his relationship with Crossbell is really complicated. Just a little bit of operation, naturally someone can be asked to block him-as the authority, Harutman has already played around with things like law.
These are not important—for Heliga, the most important thing is what he may be hiding—about the dolls at this auction being dropped—
Sure enough, among the files in the cabinet, Heliga found a noteworthy news.
That was a report from the St. Urlas Medical School. Heliga hadn't noticed such a seemingly ordinary item. The government-sponsored medical school, as the government’s power holder, shouldn’t he be in control of things like operating conditions? With this mentality, Heliga turned to this page of report almost boringly—just after reading the first line, he felt trembling all over, because it was actually quite incredible information.
There is no other reason-let alone the content of the problem-just this familiar font is enough to explain many problems.
"True Knowledge"-the potion made by the remnants of this weird "D.G Order", somehow it was left in the warehouse in the mountains of Rubach, or it was the personal property of President Marconi.
And here in Harutman—the same handwriting reappeared, and in the medical school report—whether it was the handwriting or the content, it matched exactly.
"No wonder... the results of the serum test on Yaniste have been delayed. My previous suspicions were not wrong... In this matter, the medical school...or rather, the remnants of the cult in the medical school are already Confirmed that it exists and is not trustworthy..."
With such a sense of excitement of making a major discovery, he couldn't wait to open the report and read it carefully.