Compared with the extravagant decoration of the exterior of Harutman's mansion, the bedroom where he sleeps every day has a more modest feeling - compared to the luxurious decoration outside, this room can really be called simple. Although this is only compared to himself - if you go outside, this bedroom can still achieve the design level of the winner of the interior design competition.

Of course, due to his own special reasons, Harutman's room is naturally hidden under the calm. Not to mention the guards in the house who were waiting all the way, just a detection spell went down, and the whole room was almost full of miniature guide cameras - of course, mainly pointing to the entrance and window of the door, and the appearance of Harutman falling asleep in bed could not be photographed, of course, no one wanted to see it.

This level of protection is enough to make any infiltrator below the level of Okuden feel helpless. Even for a top-notch stalker of Silver's level, infiltrating here is still quite risky - all the ventilation and water pipes here have been barbed, and Silver's bone-shrinking skills are impossible to use in such extreme conditions. And the power supply network of the whole room is designed by the master, with a large number of backup lines, even if it is cut off, all those precision monitors made by the RF company can still operate normally. In other words, it is a tight fortress that is almost impossible to infiltrate in the conventional sense.

But...... There is one exception. That is, what if someone could have the ability to go all the way without being seen?

In general, this is not possible. Even electronic interference against the camera is impossible at such a close distance. But Harutman probably never dreamed that magic from another world would appear in his mansion.

After easily dodging the cameras along the way, and cleaning all the surveillance 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, the neatly cleaned desk, all look normal; The documents scattered on the floor seemed to be of little value, so much so that Harutman himself did not bother to clean them up—but there was no doubt that such a big man could not have left some secrets in his room that he did not want people to see.

"Found you......" Looking at the same safe that had been pinned to the wall and used by President Malconi in the warehouse in the mountain path, Heliga barely laughed, "What a good company...... The tacit understanding in this kind of thing is so high. ”

At Marconi's, Heliga used a special method to open the seemingly unbreakable safe. But here he won't use the same method again.

Because once you do that, it's easy to be targeted by two people - the same method, two people in different locations, it's easy to string together clues, and it's not impossible to lock them on yourself through layers of relationship networks when the time comes. Although he has not left tangible evidence at all, if he is targeted, I am afraid it will not be easy to show his strength in the future.

"Although Harutman and Marconi are not worth mentioning at all...... But in that case, I'm going to have to do it to a dead end......" Heliga reached for the back of the safe, "It's exciting to make a big news, but it's really a muffled way to make a fortune...... It's best not to do that until everything is done. ”

Thinking like this, Heliga took a completely different, but more radical approach—using the metal transformation of the transformation spell, he simply activated the entire surface of the safe, and then took advantage of that moment to pull the safe from the fixture on the wall.

"I hope you won't let me down." Heliga looked coldly at the guy in his hand. At that time, he didn't do this in the warehouse district of Lubacher, just because it wasn't worth it then, but now...... Heliga thought to himself, the appearance of Kia, the riots at the auction, and the strange movements of the major forces......

It is clear that something is going to happen.

And Speaker Harutman is the stage where all this happens, and Cross Bell is on the cusp.

His originally splendid edifice of power crumbled in an instant.

————————————————————————————————

Holding a large, comically large chest—in fact, the entire chest was tattered and crumbling due to the metal's erosion magic—Helriga leisurely bypassed the layers of protection of Harutman's dwelling and made his way to the courtyard of a house not far away.

The owner of the mansion didn't seem to be at home at this time - the entire huge villa was shrouded in darkness. It's just right for Helriga to "sell stolen goods" here.

"Private transactions with major foreign businessmen...... Money laundering activities in underground banks...... Hmph, sure enough. "These are all things that Harutman instructed his subordinates to do, leaving a voucher to facilitate his own statistics, and on the other hand, to grasp the handle of his restless subordinates.

That alone doesn't do anything to him, though—after all, his relationship at Crossbell is really complicated. With a little bit of operation, it is natural that someone will be able to bring up the bag for him - as a person in power, Harutman has long played with the law.

It didn't matter—for Helica, the most important thing was what he might be hiding—about the puppet drops at this auction —

Sure enough, among the documents in the cabinet, Heliga found a noteworthy news.

It was a report from St. Ulas Medical College. Heliga hadn't noticed such an ordinary-looking object. Shouldn't the government-funded medical school, as the head of the government, still have something like the operation of the business? With this in mind, Heliga turned the pages of the report almost out of boredom—and as soon as he read the first line, he felt a shudder, because it was actually quite incredible.

There's no other reason – not to mention the content – and the familiar font alone says a lot.

"True Knowledge" - the potion created by the remnants of the strange "Order" was somehow left in a warehouse deep in the mountains of Rubacher, or as the personal property of President Malconi.

And here in Harutman - the same handwriting appears again, and in the report of the medical school - both in handwriting and in content, exactly the same.

"No wonder...... Serological tests of Ygniestria have been delayed. My previous suspicions were correct...... In this matter, the medical school ...... In other words, the remnants of the Order in the medical school are already confirmed to exist and are not trustworthy......"

With such a sense of excitement about making a major discovery, he couldn't wait to open the report and read it carefully.