Mencken stared at Thressie, refusing to let go of any possible flaw on his face.

However, the face of the man Seresi was too difficult to read. Unlike Swain's expressionless face, this guy is extremely good at hiding his expression, and he always wears that trademark weird smile, but it is unpredictable what kind of thoughts are hidden behind this guy's smile.

"Indeed, the Duke of Pesa has done me a little favor, and without him I would not have been able to enter this palace of Tiamat, let alone see you. "However, the Duke of Pesa has only done me a small favor, if he is really the master behind me, then how can I reveal his identity so easily?"

Menken stared at Seresi coldly, he knew very well what Seresi said, he just threw out the name of the Duke of Pesa, just to probe Seresi's attitude, originally Menken knew that the Duke of Pesa was unlikely to be the master behind Seresi - where is the master who asks others to let the other party meet his minions?

But...... This Seresy deliberately wanted to deny this, and was busy trying to find a reason, but it made people care, just now he didn't like to explain so much, why did he deliberately explain this matter so clearly, could it be that this is the most unlikely thing according to common sense, but the truth?

Mencken's mind was full of thoughts, but he couldn't make a clear judgment.

"I don't care what the Duke of Pesa has to do with you, and I don't have to ask who is behind you, but I want to know your purpose. I'm not going to take a risk for something that doesn't have a reason, no reason, the word is scary enough. ”

"So, you want to know why we want Count Jerry Co to advance?"

"That's right. Mencken spat out the smoke ring, and the intoxication brought by the tobacco made him feel very comfortable, "I don't want to mess with you guys, but I don't want to mess with Jericho." I know that your Ministry of the Interior must still have eyeliner scattered outside the institution, and even if Beria dies, you will have the ability to use these eyeliners, so I don't want to provoke you. However, it has been reported that Jericho is likely to be the acting director of the 13th Division - in my position, I still don't know the details of the 13th Section, so I don't want to provoke this guy, do you know what I mean? If you want to make trouble for me, I will definitely get rid of you before you make the worst of it, believe me, I can still do this. ”

"Are you threatening me?" the smile on Seresi's face did not fade, "This is not convincing at all when it comes out of your mouth, if it were your ex, maybe I would be afraid, but what about you...... I beg your pardon for being disrespectful. ”

With a gloomy face, Mencken pushed the cigar he had just smoked into the ashtray and snuffed it out, and Mencken's repeated provocations made Mencken very annoyed.

"you, how old are you?" Menken patted the case, stood up and scolded, "It's not your turn to teach me a lesson!"

"Please be uneasy, Lord Menckens. In response to Mencken's abusive remarks, Thresy stepped forward with a grin and pressed Menken back into his chair, "I'm just stating the facts, and if you don't like hearing this, I'll say something else." ”

Mencken tried to push Thresy away, but found that the other party's body was so solid under his heavy coat that he couldn't push the skinny-looking guy at all.

"What else do you have to say?" Seeing that he couldn't do anything about the other party, Menken had to sit down angrily, "If you're not going to tell me why you want to help Count Jericho, then we don't have much to say." ”

"I really can't tell you about this, and it's useless to tell you. "But can I tell you how to keep you in the position of Foreign Secretary, are you interested?"

Mencken looked at the cigarette in Thressi's hand, and he wanted to open the damn hand, but Menken hesitated inwardly, and he couldn't refuse the bait that Thressi had thrown.

"I ...... How do you believe that what you say is true?" Mencken tried to calm himself and not show timidity in front of the other party.

"You don't need to trust me. "Just use your eyes to witness it." ”

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"Trembling, Trembling"

In the dimly lit room, Herbert was desperately trying to collect documents, which may be the only remaining part of the Empire, and after the incident of the Ministry of the Interior, all the archived documents in the building were lost with the fire, and there was no way to know how many secrets this mysterious department hid.

Except for Herbert with these documents.

Herbert has been hiding here for a long time, and has been hiding here ever since he was found by Swain and killed Belial's doll. At that time, he did not dare to let Manfred find him, nor did he dare to expose himself to Sven, so he kept hiding in Tibet, but escaped the scourge of the war.

And after Atropos had revised everyone's memories of the Franconians, Herbert had forgotten all about it, forgetting Manfred, Belia's dolls, and the terrible power that Swain had shown to him. But he still didn't dare to show up, even if he returned to his own home, he didn't dare to return to Wood, he knew very well that the Ministry of the Interior was finished, Alexander would not let go of anyone from the Ministry of the Interior, in case his identity as the director of the Investigation Bureau of the Ministry of the Interior was exposed, then he would definitely not end well, even if he was Wood's son - Beria is Alexander's younger brother, isn't he also in a different place?

Therefore, what Herbert is most worried about now is that someone will still know the identity of the director of the investigation bureau, which was his guarantee when he was in the style of the Ministry of the Interior in the past, and now, this identity is a time bomb around him, which may blow him to pieces at any time.

And the fuse of this bomb is in the hands of Sven No. Jericht, and the maid named Ramrem, which is the last thing Herbert wants to see.

"Damn Jericho!" a distraught Herbert couldn't stand the annoying documents any longer, and pushed them off the table in a vent, then sat down in his chair, his eyes fixed on the dim lamp.

"Again, it's these guys again, why do these plagues with the surname Jericho always linger around me and keep causing me trouble, why!"

Probably because of the unhappiness of this time, Herbert could not bear it any longer, and the director of the investigation was so angry that he kicked on the table, only to knock the lamp off the table, and the room was plunged into darkness.

"Damn it!"

Herbert scolded again, but he couldn't organize the documents in the dark, and even if he was angry, he had to turn on the light first.

The place where Herbert was hiding was like a slum, with low houses nearby, and very few of them were lit, at most like Herbert's room, with a dim lamp. There was not much light coming in from the window, but the bright moonlight provided Herbert with some light.

As Herbert crouched and prostrate at the foot of the table looking for a lamp, he saw the silhouette of a man appear in the light cast by the moonlight.

"Who!" Herbert, who had been nervous, immediately turned around and faced the position where the figure was shining on, and at the same time took it out of his pocket and grabbed it, aiming at the person, even in this action, the rich body bumped under the table several times, he didn't have time to care, all his attention was on the guy who suddenly appeared.

"It's me, Herbert. The man took two steps forward and walked into the moonlight, and the bright moonlight illuminated his face, "You haven't been home for a long time, I'm coming for you." ”

Herbert looked at this familiar face and couldn't help but be stunned, he was too familiar with this face, but now at this time, he found that he was very unfamiliar with this face, and he seemed to know too much about its owner.

"Carl, you...... No way, how did you find here?"

Appearing in front of Herbert was his own brother, Wood's eldest son, Carl Noelfel. However, the director of the investigation bureau did not let his guard down, and people like him, whether it was his own family or the person next to him, even if it was his own flesh and blood, would not easily believe it.

Licking his lips, Herbert's hand holding the pistol couldn't help but tremble a little, it wasn't that he hadn't killed anyone, but it was the first time he pointed a gun at his own brother. Carl was too silent to have any arguments with Herbert, and for the first time in his life, the two men had a tense confrontation like this.

No, to be precise, it's not a confrontation, it's just that Herbert himself is overly nervous.

"You don't usually go anywhere, so I'll find it. I remember, you came once, but you haven't been here since, so I'll try it and see if you're there. ”

Karl's words were concise, but Herbert could understand what he meant, and they were brothers anyway. However, Herbert's face turned very bad when he heard Karl's words, and he did not feel any concern for his brother from Karl's words, on the contrary, he heard that Karl seemed to know all along that he had been to those places, even the hideout he had only visited once before, and he knew so clearly.

"You've been following me all the time!" Herbert stood up slowly with his arm on his desk, he was shocked and angry, he didn't expect that his seemingly taciturn brother had been doing this kind of thing, "Carl, what else do you know?"

Undoubtedly, Herbert's biggest concern now is that Carl knows his hidden identity and knows that he is the director of the investigation of the Home Office.

Karl was silent, and there was no expression on his lifeless face. Looking at this face, Herbert couldn't help but think of Swain, but it was even harder for Cal than Swain to see his thoughts, this man was not only expressionless, he seemed to even have a static mind, looking like a dead man, lifeless.

"Don't show your silence at this time, Carl, don't think I dare shoot!" the fidgeted Herbert put his gun to his brother's chest, his face contorted, "For our brother's sake, speak!

But Karl remained silent, the deathly silence terrified Herbert, and the brother who usually looked dull was more terrifying than any demon at this time.

"This is the ...... you forced me" Prompted by a combination of irritability and fear, Herbert raised his gun and pulled down the safe, "I said it, I can do it, even if you are my own brother......"

"Brother, ha, what qualifications do you have to claim to be his brother?"

An abrupt voice sounded in the room, and Herbert's heart jumped, he didn't expect that there was still someone in the room.

"Who!" he shouted, looking into the corner of the room where he couldn't see clearly, but his eyes were still on Carl, "Get out of here!"

"That's rude, Director Phil. ”

The voice in the dark shocked Herbert's heart again, and what he feared most was still in front of him - the other party knew his hidden identity.

"Who the hell are you, don't hide your head and tail, come out!"

The lights suddenly came on, illuminating the whole room.

"It's been a long time," said Seresi, with that eerie smile that was unforgettable, "Director Herbert." ”