In a word, a few words, Benhain immediately quieted down, no longer struggled to resist, honestly locked in a box, and then sent to the goods train to Ambiluo.

In the Empire's underworld, there is a saying that is widely circulated - the Grim Reaper does not love you as much as Mr. Doolin greets.

Once upon a time, the greeting from Mr. Doolin was like a spell that could take people's lives anytime and anywhere, and if you hear it, you will soon face death, and no one can escape!

Benhain also knows something about "Mr. Doolin's Greetings", as well as the poor people who were hurt by the spell and died.

So he kept his mouth shut so that Mr. Dohrin would hate him and not greet him.

A slightly bumpy train is like a tireless babysitter that pushes the cradle all the time and makes the baby in the cradle sleepy.

Benhain held his mental head for more than an hour, and with the help of his lying position, he finally couldn't resist the mental exhaustion after being frightened, and fell into a coma.

When he woke up, the box he had been transporting was slowly being opened, and two powerful arms had fished him out of it.

The slightly dim light bulb sways slightly in the airy room, and the cap that resembles a hat for focusing restricts the scope of the light, and there is a blurred figure between light and darkness.

A top hat, a dress-looking garment, a pair of dark brown leather shoes, and a man sitting in the shadows, unable to see his face clearly, could only see two bright eyes, observing him with a playful gaze.

Benhain shuddered, a little embarrassed, and his breathing was a little shorter, "I'm sorry...... I want to go to the toilet. ”

The man nodded, and two young men drove him to the room, where he found that this was the west, and the shadows of the rolling mountains in the night tore the sky into irregular jagged shapes.

There is a comforting factor hidden in the fresh air, which is not felt in the imperial capital, but in the rest of the empire.

A cold wind blew, and Benhain shivered for a moment, and then solved one of the three most anxious things in the sight of the two young men, peeing.

The sound of the dripping water cleared his somewhat confused mind a lot, and it was not the slightly cool wind that blew that made him shiver a little.

When he returned to the room, the figure sitting at the junction of light and shadow stretched out a hand, piercing the silence and appearing in the light, and he made an inviting gesture, and someone behind him took a chair against the crook of Benhain's leg, and the sudden heavy pressure on his shoulders forced him to sit on the chair with a somewhat unbalanced ass.

No one spoke, the atmosphere in the room was a little surprised, Ben Hain tore at his neckline, the oppressive atmosphere made him feel very difficult to breathe, and the collar of his shirt that fit was like a rope at this time, which made him panic.

After about two or three minutes, the man in the shadows chuckled a few times, then shook his head, "Mr. Benhain, I have observed you for a while, but I have not found in you that you have the courage to have people investigate me, I wonder who gave you such the courage to make you make a responsibility that you did not need to bear?"

Benhain touched his pocket, took out a pack of cigarettes, and took one out and lit it, his fingers holding the cigarette trembled slightly, like a lost man in the desert who was about to become dehydrated and met an oasis, and took two puffs before coughing a few times before saying in a trembling voice, "I...... I don't quite understand what you mean. ”

The man in the shadows repudiated his answer in a very powerful voice, "No, you know!"

"Of course, I am a reasonable person, and I will make you understand that the situation you face stems from yourself. ”

Out of the darkness came a man, standing on the edge of the light, the dividing line between light and darkness shifted back and forth on his face, and at the moment of light, the cigarette in Benhain's hand rolled down from his fingers and fell to the ground with some sparks.

Dulfo, yes, this person who stood up is Dulfo, Ben Hain's heart trembled, his face turned pale, and the sweat quickly squeezed out of the pores at a visible speed, forming water droplets on the surface of the skin, and some adjacent water droplets gathered together and slowly slid down the lines of the skin.

The order to investigate Dover was issued by Bowworth, who knew very well that it was absolutely impossible for him to personally ask the General Investigation Directorate to open an illegal investigation into Doolin, and that an intermediary was needed to pass on the news.

Then there is obviously no one more suitable than Ben Hain, and although it seems that most people will know that the ultimate instigator is Bowers once this matter is revealed, it is not that simple.

First of all, if this matter had been instructed by Bowers at the highest level, transmitted through Ben Hain, and then passed through someone else to contact the Investigation Bureau, the Investigation Bureau might not have sold this face.

Instructions from Bowers could not be conveyed to anyone, and those in the Bureau of Investigation who knew about it must do so, and in order to clear their responsibilities if necessary, they needed to have a capable enough guy to protect them from disaster.

It is inappropriate for Bowers to carry too much weight and push him directly to the front of the stage and the only unfortunate person in the Bureau of Investigation can be insiders.

If the amount of people who push it out is too light, it will have the same effect, so Benhain is the most suitable.

He is the child of Bowworth's ex-wife's brother, and being able to tell everyone who is behind this is and who is behind it, and who can not drag Bowers in, is obviously the most suitable person.

Second, if there is a real accident, Bowworth can clearly cut off the relationship with Ben Hain, even though they were once relatives, but only in the past.

Benhain will also be very cooperative in making a confession that "I took the lead in this matter, and I took advantage of the misunderstanding of my relationship with Mr. Bowers", and that no matter how he is tried in the end, with Bowers on the outside to support him, the prison will not turn into a real disaster.

Of course, all this is based on the premise that the final result will be decided through the judicial process, and it is not in their consideration to "invite" people back directly like Doolin and so on.

After all, this kind of behavior is not much different from turning the other cheek directly, neither Benhain nor Bowers thinks that Dührin will do this, he is still an important member of the New Imperial Party in general, and he will not be so stupid.

All sapient beings make a plan for themselves and fantasize about it when they make it.

Lions think that their flocks of mates will bring them delicious food, coyotes in the wild think they can catch lost animals, and even falcons soaring in the sky think they can eat a rabbit every day.

As a result, most of the time the plan doesn't really come to fruition.

At this time, Benhain's inner world was filled with intense uneasiness, he smoked another cigarette, and the lighter in his hand seemed to have begun to lose its effectiveness because of the fear of his master, and he did not turn on several times in a row.

Dufo walked up to him, took out his lighter, and lit it all at once.

The flames flickered slightly in the leaky room, and Benhain shielded his hands from the wind, lit a cigarette, and said thank you.

After taking two puffs of his cigarette again, Benhain had already recognized the reality and sat down in his chair, which was more comfortable.

This is the west, it's Ambiluo, it's Doolin's chassis, and he's been caught without Bowworth even knowing.

Whether he tried to resist or tried to resist Doolin by other means, he was killing himself.

Isn't it normal for one or two people to die in this wilderness, just like every year some tourists disappear into the mountains, there are so many irresistible factors that someone has to be the unlucky focus of the newspapers, isn't it?

The trembling of his body gradually subsided a little, and he glanced up at Durin and lowered his head again.

Although Durin always hid himself behind the shadows, the moment Dufo appeared, he knew that the blurred figure behind the shadows must be Durin!

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"I ......", since resistance is worthless, then cooperation may not be without a way to live, he opened his mouth to say the first syllable, and the inner struggle interrupted his next words.

However, when a person makes a decision, conscience, ethics, morality, and all other rules and regulations are not a constraint to prevent him from fulfilling his decision, "I asked the people of the Bureau of Investigation to follow Mr. Dover, and I wanted to find some evidence from Mr. Dover." ”

Behind the shadows, Durin spread his hands and shrugged his shoulders, "Look, it's not difficult, I'm a very good listener and sometimes I ask questions. ”

"Then Mr. Benhain, why are you so interested in Mr. Dover, who is close to me?"

"So much so that you need to use forces beyond your own reach to investigate Mr. Dover. ”

"Ah......", Durin seemed to remember something, "I forgot to tell you, this is very bad news, the three senior agents you commissioned have all died because of a car accident while tracking Mr. Dover, this is really a huge loss for the Empire!"

There was a hint of sarcasm in his tone, "Because of you, the empire has lost three good agents who are loyal to the country and the people. ”

"I ...... I don't know...... It will be like this!", Durin's words made Benhain shudder, and the three lives disappeared like this, but the other party was able to ridicule the dead in such a tone, no matter what the three men had done in their lives.

It can also be seen that Durin's ruthlessness and his reputation in the dark world are absolutely not exaggerated in the slightest, this is a ruthless wolf with black eyes!

"Human death is like a candle that has been blown out, so Mr. Benhain, your little candle...... Will it go out?"