The Supervision Department of the Jialan Empire is definitely the most terrifying official department of the Jialan Empire, both for the civilians of the Jialan Empire and for the nobles of the Garan Empire. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Even the citizens of other countries have a fear engraved in their bones for the Supervision Department of the Jialan Empire, so to speak, eighty percent of the spies sent by other countries will be captured alive by the Ministry of Supervision, and the remaining nearly two percent will be killed by the Ministry of Supervision in the process of pursuit, and only a very small number of spies can sneak into the empire, and they will continue to risk being caught by the Ministry of Supervision.

The Ministry of Supervision can be said to be the most poisonous fangs in the Jialan Empire, which is jointly controlled by the emperor and the Senate of the Jialan Empire.

The Ministry of Supervision is mainly divided into three departments, one is the interrogation bureau, in the eyes of the people in the interrogation bureau, no one can keep it secret in front of them, and any secrecy is a joke in the face of torture.

The second is the intelligence bureau with the largest number of people, even the emperor and the senate who control the Ministry of Supervision do not know how many people there are in this department, what their names are, and what they do, because the intelligence officers they send will continue to develop informants, and for the sake of secrecy, they can't report it, so no one in the Jialan Continent knows the full number, name, and occupation of this department.

The most outrageous thing is that the king of a former principality turned out to be an intelligence agent who supervised the intelligence department, which sounds funny, but for other countries, the intelligence bureau of the Jialan Empire is simply terrifying.

If the Ministry of Supervision is the fangs of the Empire, then the third department is the fangs of the Ministry of Supervision, the secret guards in the Shadows come and go without a trace, their task is actually very simple, that is, to hunt, hunt down, or assassinate the enemies of the Empire, and the prey they target will not be able to escape.

The Supervision Department, which is composed of these three departments, has become a sharp sword hanging from the heads of the enemies of the Jialan Empire.

At this time, an interrogation was underway in an interrogation room of an interrogation bureau of the Ministry of Supervision.

The object of interrogation, a blonde boy, was tied to the cross in a very miserable way, and the original gorgeous costume was torn to pieces, and the blood that flowed from the boy's body stuck to the boy's body.

After his parents were killed and he was tortured by madness, Carré had begun to lose his mind slightly, his sapphire-like eyes were expressionless, and the last scene in his mind was that his mother had kissed him and committed suicide next to his father.

"Name."

The interrogator named Peter began to interrogate Carré, while another interrogator took out a pen and paper to take notes.

"Carré. Lancelot. ”

Peter asked some unnutritious questions, and Carré answered without a trace of emotion, which made the already oppressive environment even more depressing.

"Do you know why I caught you in?"

Peter turned on the strong oil lamp on the table, which was fueled by an oily liquid extracted from an ore, and the light was unusually blinding, shining on Carré's low head.

I don't know if it was the strong light that stimulated Carré, or because of Peter's problem, Carré immediately became unusually crazy, like a wounded beast screaming hoarsely.

"Why, why did you kill my father, he was a hero in the army that year, and was made an earl by Emperor Euse, why, why!"

He still doesn't know what his father did, and the happy family immediately disappeared, and he was only a child under the age of twelve, but he had to face this tragedy.

Seeing Carré's big reaction, Peter smirked a few times, stepped out of his seat, and walked towards Carré step by step.

"Why, then I'll tell you why, because your father smuggled arms and was a traitor to the Empire! Heroes in the army, ridiculous! ”

After that, he picked up the red-hot Luo Tie and pressed it against Carré's chest.

With a scream, Carré convulsed a few times before fainting.

"Peter, you don't have to do this, this kid shouldn't know about his father's smuggling."

"Hahaha, Hall, don't be stupid, everyone knows that an eleven-year-old kid can't know about it, but someone still sent him in, which means that someone wants this kid to disappear forever." Peter casually put Luo Tie back into the furnace, his eyes full of tyranny.

"Moreover, we have paid so much for the empire, but compared to this kind of noble lord, the treatment is like, with this kind of opportunity, I am sorry for myself if I don't take good care of him!"

The interrogator named Hall muttered, perhaps because of his old age. "If a nobleman wants to protect him, he probably can get out alive."

"Protect him, protect a key criminal who smuggles arms, Hall, you won't be stupid, hahaha, but it's okay, tomorrow night it's our turn to take a break, I invite you to go to the Night Rose to vent the fire, I heard that the boss there has bought a few new slave girls......"

As the sound of footsteps subsided, the interrogation room returned to its original state of silence.

When Carré barely opened his eyes and woke up from his coma, he was no longer in his original interrogation room, lying on a bloodstained wooden board, locked in a cell.

The pain in the heart everywhere in the body, especially the chest, after being burned by Luo Tie, the pain is indescribable.

Although the physical pain was unbearable, for Carré, the most painful thing was the tragic death of both parents in front of him, and the blood-red blood seemed to flow right in front of his eyes.

Tears slipped down the corners of his eyes, and Carré couldn't help but whimper.

"Father, Mother, I ...... I...... I miss you, where are you! Carré wept bitterly, and grief enveloped him, a drowning man, like the sea, leaving no gap.

From whimpering to crying, then crying to whimpering, and then not shedding any tears.

As the tears diminished, the look in Carré's eyes gradually faded, and the original royal blue eyes seemed to be covered with a layer of gray mist.

It's been three days, it's been three days since Carré was put in his cell, and since the first day he had been in pain, he hasn't made a sound, just lay there quietly.

He was not interrogated again, except that one of the prison guards brought him food once a day.

If the prison guard who delivered the meal hadn't seen Carre's chest still rising and falling slightly, he would probably have called someone to collect the body, but seeing that Carley hadn't eaten the food delivered every day, it was not within his scope of duty.

The only thing that struck the prison guards was that the color of the hair of the teenager lying there seemed to be getting lighter day by day, and by the third day, the original bright blonde had turned into lifeless white hair.

Carré had been degraded to the point of death after three days of not eating, and in the eyes of the prison guard who delivered the meal, perhaps tonight would be Carré's death. Tomorrow morning, maybe he can just ask the person collecting the body to come over.

Unlike Carré, who was waiting for death in the prison cell, there was a nobleman in the imperial capital who seemed to be about to break his heart for him, and like him, he didn't close his eyes for three days in a row, and he kept running for him.