Albert shuddered at the sudden sound of gunfire outside the house, and the forked pieces of beef rolled onto the dinner plate, the sauce splashed, and a few more coffee-colored stains on his clean shirt.

He swallowed a mouthful of saliva and watched as the young man sitting across from him silently put down his knife and fork. Although he was under house arrest, Doolin allowed him to read the daily newspaper, through which he had a clear understanding of what was going on outside.

The Atlantic Group was finished, and he didn't know why the Atlantic Group was finished so quickly, at least he didn't see any problems while he was still free and in charge of it. Of course, he didn't think this was actually a problem, and Durin had built an Atlantic group of companies with almost a billion federal guilders at that time, so he must have a complete plan, a plan that only the manager and he knew. In retrospect, perhaps it was because everything went so well, and the frenzy on the federal side that prevented the Atlantic consortium from taking a closer look.

Many people can only learn through newspapers and some pictures and texts how impressive United Construction Engineering is in the empire, or how breakthrough research progress United Pharmaceutical and Atlantic Chemical have made, everything is so smooth and everything is so perfect. Every step, every piece of evidence is so carefully designed that it is impossible to distinguish the real from the fake, and then it all is punctured.

In this era when industry determines national strength, the avalanche effect of the collapse of the industrial sector is staggering, perhaps this is why the United Construction Engineering has been able to develop so smoothly in the empire. This is not only due to his Albert, but also to many more people, including some of the Empire's tycoons, and even the Imperial Cabinet!

He didn't have any appetite at all now, he was a little scared, he didn't know why he was so afraid at this time, but he was just scared, his hands were shaking.

Dufo wiped his mouth with satisfaction, threw the napkin on the table, he took a cigarette in his mouth and lowered his head and lit the fire, took a breath, tilted his head with a smile, and looked at Albert, "You have half Gualt blood, originally according to the rules of our Gualts, you need to go through a holy judgment!"

"What's that?", Albert told himself something, which would help him ease his anxiety.

Dufo shrugged his shoulders, "Look, that's why you're only half Guert blood, and you don't even know our traditions. He laughed, "It's okay, we still have a lot of time." ”

"In the Guarte tradition, all betrayers must be judged by the gods, and if the gods think that you will survive, then everything you have done will be forgiven, no matter who you have betrayed or betrayed, these will be forgiven. All the Gualts will not hurt you or curse you again for these things. But if you fail in the divine judgment and the gods think you shouldn't continue to live, then your life will come to an end. ”

"I know you want to ask, how can this be done. It's actually very simple, have you ever heard of peeling?"

Albert shuddered again and nodded hesitantly, "I think I've heard of it." ”

Dufo lit him with the cigarette he was holding between his fingers, "Yes, it's good that I've heard of it." ”

"To the betrayer, we will skin him while he lives. We will then coat your body with a special liquid to make sure you don't bleed to death. Then you will be hung in a very high and obvious place. In the past, most of the time we would hang people from the clock tower of the city, so high enough and eye-catching enough. You will be exposed to the sun for three days, and if you are still alive after three days, it means that the gods have forgiven you, and you will be free, and no one will embarrass you. If you die, then your soul will fall into the abyss to be punished by eternal torment. ”

Dover's words made Albert very uncomfortable, and even a little nauseous, his teeth trembled, and he made a loud voice, "No, I didn't make any act of betraying Mr. Doolin, this is a lynching, this is not legal, I want to see Mr. Doolin!"

Dover shook his head gracefully, "The boss doesn't want to see you now, in fact, you don't have to worry, because you don't need to bear this." I reminded the boss that you are only half of Gualt blood, that our Holy Judgment is a desecration of our own bloodline to use on you, and that he has assigned you a new job. Do this well, and you'll be free. ”

This made Albert breathe a sigh of relief, and his whole body was slumped in his chair, "What am I going to do?"

Dufo smiled and stretched out a hand, as if pinching a piece of money, the index finger and thumb were almost glued together, and the mouth made a long tail sound like "pi ......", and then the slightly retracted five fingers immediately opened, "pa......"!

The numerous problems of the Atlantic Consortium are revealed, foreshadowing a huge conspiracy, and a series of subsequent troubles. So there needs to be someone to put a stop to the troubles that may exist in the future, and at the same time, the federal government needs a heavyweight enough to show up and give an account to the people. In many cases, what the middle and lower classes of people need is not the real truth, they need a plausible story that they can accept, and the story must be good enough to be acceptable to them.

There is nothing more valuable and meaningful than the reappearance of Mr. Albert, a member of the Federal Parliament, president of the Atlantic Consortium, and an excellent young entrepreneur of the Federation, who must appear, but he cannot speak, so Dühring arranges a more ceremonial ending for him.

At 8:15 p.m., on the top floor of the office building of the Atlantic Group, the cold wind blew as fiercely as it provided the chaotic financial order of the Federation at this time, like a knife gently scratching the face, in fact, it did not hurt, but it always made people feel that they did not know when they would be very hurt, and felt pain.

Dover stood on the edge of the rooftop and leaned forward to look down, then immediately shrank back, he was a little afraid of heights.

"It's windy, but it's high enough!" said Duffer, snapping his finger at the two young men on the side, and they brought Albert, who couldn't even stand on his feet. I don't know if he poured too much wine before he came, or if he was also afraid of heights, in short, he was scared to pee.

Dover turned around and shrunk his neck, the cold wind drilled through the gap in his clothes, which made him feel very cold, he glanced at Albert, and said loudly, "The boss has other things to do at night that can't come in person, and he wants me to convey something to you." He gave you a positive evaluation of your previous efforts, and at the same time was very angry at your uncooperation and betrayal. The path is chosen by everyone, and everyone needs to pay for their actions, and now it's your turn to pay for your faults, Mr. Albert. ”

"Mr. Dohrin has asked me to apologize to you, your time is over!"

Dufo showed a big smile and ducked to the side, "Drop him down!"

When Dover took the elevator back to the first floor, pushed open the sealed but torn door and walked out, he happened to see Albert, who had a last twitch. He lowered his eyelids and squinted, pursed his lips and shook his head into the car, damn it.

Less than ten minutes after Dover's departure, a young man slipped into a phone booth and made a phone call to Mr. Magerry, a brilliant reporter for the Good Morning newspaper, revealing his "great" discovery. Soon after, the police were called again and disappeared into the twilight.

Soon Marjery and the police arrived at the scene and looked at Albert, who was already dead, who had nothing to say but silence.

At the same time, Doolin is talking on the phone, and many problems are starting to erupt gradually, which makes the Jianguo family, who was moved by Doolin, feel that something is not right, because it is not quite the same as the script.

"You never said the Empire would join the game, let alone tell us that the Empire would isolate us diplomatically. Mr. Sail visibly suppressed his anger as Durin and the men behind him were out of bounds. The Federation has clearly fallen into passivity on the international diplomatic battlefield, which is different from what they planned at the beginning, and Durin has never said anything about this, which makes them very passive now.

"I know there's a word called 'improvisation,' and the better an actor is, the more he or she will be able to touch certain moments of inspiration during the performance, and in the good things we said, you didn't tell me that I would let the soldiers surround my manor." ”

Since noon, the surrounding outposts have found that there are a large number of soldiers faintly surrounded, and before that, Du Lin already knew that these people in the Federation would not let him swagger away. Just as Albert had to jump off a building, the federal government and the founding families had to find a scapegoat with enough weight to quickly resolve some troublesome situations. There is no doubt that Durin is not strong enough, his status as an imperial man and his previous political experience are enough for him to be the scapegoat.

Turning everything into an "imperial conspiracy" is the best way to "deny"!

"Didn't the federal government see the risks that preceded the financial tsunami?"

"It's an imperial conspiracy!"

"Wasn't there a warning that there were many key aspects of the financial tsunami that went wrong?"

"It's an imperial conspiracy!"

"What do the officials have to say about the current situation?"

"It's an imperial conspiracy!"

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