Volume 4: Compromise and Struggle Chapter 30: The Mask
Guest. Albert was very serious about receiving a distinguished guest, meeting face-to-face, sitting face to face, looking at each other.
In fact, it is a bit of a misnomer to say that the reception is a bit of a misnomer, because in fact, the other party is not really here, and he is not really sitting in front of Albert. But they did look at each other face to face, staring into each other's eyes across an unknown distance.
Again, it's wrong, it's supposed to be looking at each other's "eyes". Because neither Albert nor the man he was looking at now, they could not see each other's eyes directly, and they were blocked by a little decorative object.
Wearing crystal-like sunglasses in the dim environment without taking them off was a very snot bubble behavior, but Albert didn't seem to care, and didn't seem to be affected at all. He leisurely reached out and picked up a cup of coffee on the table that was still steaming, and took a sip slowly.
In a completely enclosed room, all the lights were turned off, and the only light source was a huge curved screen projection in the air on the table in front of him, reflecting Albert like a plaster statue, white and terrifying.
Then he looked up at the curved light screen in front of him, the smooth surface of his sunglasses reflecting another face that was even whiter in the dark space.
It was not a human face, but a mask, a white mask that seemed to be carved out of crystalline jade, with a protruding forehead on each side, a pointed melon seed on the chin, and the eyes and mouth that stood out most of allβlarge, round eyes, and the vertical beak characteristic of the owl bird of prey.
A mask of an "owl".
"Mr. Albert," the person in the projection also seemed to be sitting behind a table in some dark space, bowing his head to Albert in a solemn respect, "long time no see." β
"It shouldn't have been too long," Albert put down the cup in his hand, looked at the white-faced mask in another world through the screen, the expression on his face was a little strange, and then silently took out his cigarette case, took out a thick cigar, and bit it in his mouth, "You don't seem to be the same person as the guy last time?" β
"Yes. This time it is up to me to serve Mr. Albert. β
"I felt like I was visiting a kiln. Are you the lady who was called? β
"The Organization does not touch the skin. The business of the strip, Mr. Albert. β
"I've always felt that this is a very regrettable thing." Albert smiled and let out a puff of smoke, "Okay, let's talk nonsense here first - tell me, did the owl figure out what I wanted to know." β
"Yes, Mr. Albert. It has been investigated. β
"In such a short period of time, only an owl can do it." Albert lay in his chair, scratched his forehead with the little finger of his cigarette in his hand, and raised his chin at the white mask in the projection, "Say it." Keep it simple, don't go into too much detail. β
"I understand, Mr. Albert." The white mask nodded respectfully, and then began to tell the story without any emotion or arc change like the broken mechanical pocket watch, "Regarding the matter between the A.R.X organization and the alpha bhoda gold coins you need, we have detailed results after some investigation. But I think it might be a little different from what you think. β
The corners of Albert's mouth showed a slight arc. "You know what I'm thinking?"
"On this point," the white mask was quiet, neither humble nor arrogant, "and it was not something I was qualified to know. I'm just paraphrasing the voice that I was asked to convey to Mr. Albert from within the organization. β
ββ¦β¦ I'm listening. β
"I think Mr. Albert is already well aware of the matter of the Alphab Hoda gold coin itself, and I will not go into too much detail here to delay your time. As for its connection with the A.R.X Organisation, Owl's findings are that the A.R.X organisation acquired 32 of the 108 gold coins at a low price through some 'special' means through an underground luxury merchant in Phobos through an underground black market network about eight months ago, and transferred it back to the Titan headquarters that month. Then, after five months, the relevant person in charge within A.R.X finally contacted a qualified buyer in Eris, a female collector named 'Dardamilan', and successfully sold it for a price difference of nine times. Since then, the A.R.X organization has not had any Alpha Khoda gold coins left. βγ
At this point, White Mask paused slightly, then laughed twice as if he had thought of something interesting. "Actually," he said, "I don't think there will be any more Alpha Khoda gold coins left on the entire planet." β
"Wait a minute." Hearing this, Albert's brows were already slightly furrowed, and he asked with a little surprise and confusion, "You mean, A.R.X had already sold the Alpha Bunhoda Gold Coins they got almost three months ago?" β
"Yes. Because it's not a highly classified business, it's easy to find this part of the record. β
"Didn't they leave any of them?"
"According to the information we have investigated, the number of pieces they bought at the beginning was thirty-two, and the number of shots was also thirty-two, and there was no act of 'leaving one or two'."
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"Now," the voice of the white mask seemed to float from far, far away, across a whole half-black, half-white sky, "you understand why I said that it might be a little different from what you think. β
Albert was silent for a moment, then suddenly leaned back and lay down in his chair, showing a lazy smile without any image.
"It's long overdue." He took a hard breath of the cigar in his mouth, and then slowly exhaled, "I'm afraid the owl has already investigated everything that should be investigated." β
"If Mr. Albert has anything else he wants to know, we can ...... in particular"
"No need." Albert waved his hand and interrupted the white mask, "I already know everything I need to know...... I already know it, and I don't need you anymore. Your job is now over. β
"Okay, I see, Mr. Albert. Then this is the end of this service, and I wish you a pleasant day. β
The white mask looked at Albert deeply, but he didn't say much or ask too much. After a simple and respectful goodbye, the communication was unilaterally ended.
The projection was turned off, and the room was brightly lit, revealing a room full of bookshelves and various small crafts. It's still in a large and comfortable study. Albert, with his endless wealth and influence, has no special hobbies and tastes in the home, and like many similar wealthy people in the city, he likes the kind of closed, quiet, thought-inducing environment, and likes to stay in such an environment.
The same is true for Eddard. But the difference is that Ed can turn any place into such an environment if he wants to, just by closing his eyes, similar to how a trained soldier can fall asleep anywhere on the battlefield. This special ability is only possessed by some special people.
"Alphabhoda Gold Coins," Albert sat motionless, finger pinching his cigar, wisps of white smoke drifting upward, obscuring his face behind a blurred haze, "...... Alpha Buhoda Gold Coins. β
It's interesting, it's a bit of an interesting thing this time, and even Albert is really starting to get a little interested.
If A.R.X. had already sold all the Alpha Khoda gold coins in their hands, the current situation was that they were chasing Shilo and the little girl for a reason that didn't exist at all. And what does this mean?
"Their goal isn't gold at all, it's something else!"
Rising from his seat, Albert stepped out of the room and into a large living room through a hallway with large floor-to-ceiling windows and a viewing platform outside the room. If this living room is replaced with a pool of tables, chairs, coffee tables and sofas in the middle, it can be directly turned into a water entertainment. Lecheng.
Eliki sat here, in front of the ornamentally carved fireplace, holding a tablet in her hand, but instead of operating, she stared straight at the empty hearth, as if in serious thought.
Hearing the movement behind her, Eliki turned around, raised her head, and saw Albert walking over, about to get up.
"Sit down."
Albert waved his hand casually, and without looking at Eliqi, he walked straight to one of the small couches around the fireplace, turned and sat down, and exhaled a cigar in his mouth.
Eliki looked at her boss and didn't take the initiative to speak. But it was obvious that she had something to say, and Albert felt it. He felt it very clearly.
"What's the news for Ed?" He asked indifferently.
"You can say the same thing." Eliqi's answer was a little ambiguous.
"Oh?" Albert looked at Eliqi, looking a little amused, "What's going on?" β
"The intelligence agents have reported that A.R.X has found where Tiji Luo and the girl named Susan are hiding, and sent an elite team to hunt them down. I informed Mr. Ed of this at once. Mr. Ed had already rushed over. β
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"Any questions, Mr. Albert?"
"You just said that A.R.X found Shilo's hideout?"
"Yes." Eliki reached out and pressed the black cowboy hat on top of her head, tilted her head to look at Albert, and blinked with big eyes, "That's what I said." β
"Hah-"
Albert sat in the armchair, his brow raised high, and he opened his mouth and laughed, but there was no smile on his face.
"Found Tilo's hideout?" He shook his head and pursed the corners of his lips disdainfully, "It's just funny." If Tia didn't want to be found, then no one would be able to find her. Unless ......"
"Unless?"
Eliki found that her boss's face had changed a little at this momentβsubtle, but real. This made Eliqi open her mouth slightly in surprise.
"It's not fun," Albert slowly reached out to remove the cigar from his mouth, flicked the cigarette butt in the ashtray on the small table next to him, and smiled meaningfully, "Our detective is really in big trouble this time!" β