Chapter 192: Brother in the Shadows
"Is that you?" Herbert looked at Seresi with a strange expression, incredulous, "Didn't you die in the Home Office incident?"
"Why do you think that?" asked Seresi rhetorically, "how do you know that I died in that incident, without any statistics of dead and missing persons?"
Herbert was stunned, indeed, Thressi's death was only his subconscious judgment, and no one had seen Thressi die in the fire or see his body.
"So what are you trying to do when you're hiding?" Herbert grimaced, he didn't like the feeling, the feeling of being led by the nose. In the past, he always had the advantage of intelligence and could take the initiative, but now, to be precise, since Swain appeared, more and more things that he didn't know were quietly happening around him, like suddenly being in a fog, he tried to see the truth, but he was always confused by the new fog.
"What are you doing, hum, what do I want to do?" Thresy sneered, his shoulders shaking with his laughter, "I said Director Herbert, at this time, you still don't know what I want to do?"
Herbert's brows furrowed slightly, and he subconsciously looked at his desk.
"Yes, that's what I want. Thresy pointed to the papers on the desk behind Herbert, the corners of her grin almost reaching his ears, "After the building of the Ministry of the Interior was destroyed by fire, the documents inside were completely burned, in other words, the secrets that Beria had spent so many years painstakingly collecting that could cause a storm throughout the empire were gone, and there would be no other Ministry of the Interior archives except the one in your hand." β
Herbert took a deep breath to keep himself calm, and now, even he was accustomed to seeing the wind and rain, and he couldn't help but feel a little daunted in his heart. From ThΓ©resi's words, he could feel that a dark shadow was lurking beneath the calm surface of the Empire, a terrifying invisible force that no one had noticed before, it had been hidden under the surface of the water until now, Michel VII was dead, Nicholas I was dead, Beria was also dead, and when the empire was at its weakest, it was finally about to show its grandeur and start a new round of fighting.
"You want these things?" Herbert stared at Seresi coldly, his hand holding the gun clenched the handle of the gun, "Beria is dead, whoever has anything to do with the Ministry of the Interior will be targeted by the new emperor, in this case, do you think these things will still be useful? No one will be afraid of the Ministry of the Interior, Daxda, our days of glory have passed, less whimsical there, counting on inheriting Beria's status and career!"
He turned his gaze to Carl again, and looking at this brother, Herbert's eyes couldn't help but become complicated. "Carl, you're helping this guy to deal with me together, helping an outsider to trouble your brother? I've always thought you're exactly the same as before, the brother who doesn't talk much but always thinks about people. Why are you doing this?"
Herbert had tears in the corners of his eyes, and his expression was sad and mournful, as if he was really heartbroken by his brother's betrayal. However, Karl in front of him was indifferent, and there was almost no light in those eyes.
"Ha, hahaha, ha......haha......ha It's too illogical to act? You have to do a little bit like it, obviously you just said that you can do it to your brother, what's the matter, in the blink of an eye, you have another requirement for your brother?"
"Shut up, Daxda," Herbert snapped off Seresi's words in exasperation as he pointed his gun at him, "what the hell did you say to Carl, what the hell are you going to do to provoke him to follow me and bring you here?"
"I asked you just now, what qualifications do you have to claim to be his brother?" Theracy retracted his smile and gave a rare serious look, "Aren't you still introspective? Director Herbert, you are not Karl's brother at all. β
"Hmph, what a bunch of nonsense!" Herbert snorted coldly, scoffing at Seresi's words, "Carl and I are blood-related, and we are real brothers, so what else can be considered brothers? You don't want to tell me that you are Carl's brother, do you?"
"That's right. Thresy took a step forward and stood next to Karl, "Only I, only us, are true brothers, unlike you who are disguised by false blood links and disguised by disguise and deceitful family affection, we share the same consciousness with Karl, and under this enlightenment, we are the most inseparable brothers." β
"Keep talking nonsense, who will believe your nonsense. Herbert said this, but he didn't know the bottom of his heart, especially when he saw that Karl had no objection to Thressi's words, "For the sake of the Lord, I will give you a chance to get out of here at once, or I will give you a taste of bullets!"
"I'm sorry, but I don't have any trust in that deceitful guy in the sky. With a gloomy face, Thressi took another step forward, pressing Herbert step by step, "That guy is always betraying others, failing others, pinning his hopes on him, and all that can be exchanged is betrayal and disappointment, so, I advise you, be realistic, you should see the situation clearly." There is one thing just now, you are very right, now that the glorious days of the Ministry of the Interior have passed, you are not the director of the investigation bureau anymore, and you do not have any subordinates to send you, be honest, hand over the things, otherwise ......"
"Bang"
"Otherwise, what?" Herbert looked viciously at the fallen Seresi, his hand holding the gun still trembling a little, "You brought it on yourself, I have long seen that you are not pleasing to the eye, since the rebellion in the South, you rebelled against the Southern Army, took all the credit on yourself, and then arrested Jericho...... If it weren't for this, I wouldn't have made Triumph Avenue look like that, and killed ......."
Herbert fell silent suddenly, looked at Carl with complicated eyes, and let out a long sigh.
"What's the use of saying this now? Hmph, everything has been done, and people have been killed, can regret bring back those who I killed and killed by me?" Herbert put down his gun, and the whole person looked extremely tired, "Carl, we are brothers, you will not betray me, will you?"
Karl glanced at the gun in Herbert's hand and remained silent.
"Can't you just say two words? just say anything, I just can't stand you like this, you don't like to talk since you were a child, I can't communicate with you, who knows what you're thinking. Herbert leaned on the edge of the desk and kept a distance of about three meters from Carl, "Listen, Carl, no matter what, I'm doing it for the good of our family, my father is old, and you know that he is too honest and frank, if I don't accumulate a little money for Phil, how will we maintain the status of the Phil family in the future?"
"Sister. β
"What?" Herbert was stunned, and Carl finally spoke, but he didn't hear what the other man said.
"You know that. Karl looked at Herbert, his eyes expressing more than his words expressed, "We have a sister. β
Herbert's surprise froze on his face, and he had no idea why Carl knew about it too. No, to be precise, Herbert didn't expect that since the first meeting with Swain, he had vaguely felt that the secrets that he thought few people knew before, after the young earl appeared, more and more people who knew about them appeared, or in other words, most of the people who didn't know these secrets had died.
"You, how do you know?" Herbert bit his lip, thinking to himself what else Karl didn't know, "don't tell me, my father told you, and don't tell me, my mother told you." β
"Mother didn't know about it. Carl shook his head, "I knew it when you knew it." β
Herbert's face turned pale, and he understood what Karl meant. "You've been following me and listening to me since then, and you've learned everything I've gotten from me?" Herbert looked incredulous, staring at this brother with the same eyes as if he had seen Carl for the first time, "It's impossible, if you've been following me for so many years, there's no reason why I can't notice it, and you can't avoid those eyes and ears." β
"Don't be so confident, Mr. Herbert. Seresi's voice came from the ground, and then Herbert saw in horror that Seressi, who had been shot in the chest, slowly stood up from the ground. He didn't use his hands to support the ground, but like a zombie suddenly rising, Thresi turned his body straight ninety degrees with his heels as the axis, and suddenly changed from a position of falling to a stiff position.
"Why do you think we can't do these things?"
Herbert's face turned pale, and he stared at the bleeding bullet hole in Thresi's chest, his expression as ugly as if he had seen a ghost. "It's impossible, you've been shot, even if you haven't been shot in the heart, it's impossible for you to stand up, the ground is full of your blood, such a large amount of bleeding is enough for you to go into shock. β
"Ah, yes, yes, if it's an ordinary person, being hit here is indeed the end of it. Seresy smiled and touched the hole of her gun, "But, unfortunately, no matter how accurate your marksmanship is, you can't kill me." β
As he spoke, Thresy approached Herbert step by step, and Herbert, who was leaning against the table, had no place to escape, and could only watch in despair as Thresy came to him. Bullet after bullet came into Seresi's chest, but Seresy didn't seem to feel any pain, and let Herbert shoot him.
"Save your energy, guns don't work. Thresy grabbed Herbert's hand and forcibly snatched the pistol, "Or do you expect these gunshots to help you find some, helpers?"
Herbert was in complete despair, and he only now realized that what he was dealing with was not human at all.
"No one will come to save you, if you want to say what is the most indifferent thing in the world, I think, it should be the human heart, especially people who have experienced a war, the extreme transformation from heaven to hell is enough to make their hearts as hard as steel, this, I think you who are also hard-hearted, should be understandable, right?"
The skin on Thresi's face gradually fell off, like a broken porcelain vase, falling down piece by piece, revealing the skeleton of bones inside, and the funny and terrifying thing was that even though there were no muscles on his face, Herbert could still see that Seressi's unforgettable smile.
"You, you ......" Herbert's breathing was short, the fear in his heart could not be suppressed, and his whole body was no longer obedient, "who are you, who are you?"
"Since that's what you want to know, I'll tell you. Herbert stretched out his boneless hand, grabbed Herbert's neck, and lifted him up, "We are the shadows from the ancients, the undead who follow the will of the Maharaja, we come with death and terror, and only shadows remain everywhere we go. β
"Fukumi Brotherhood. β
Karl gave the name.
Then, Herbert was torn off his neck by Thressy and completely unconscious.
"Now," the skeleton Seresi looked at the room full of papers, two rows of teeth without lips and a creepy smile, "these are ours." β