September 27, 1379 in the Medland Glory calendar.

Night.

Port Tulum, beneath the official residence of Vigrar, a claustrophobic place.

The fanatical typewriter made a 'snort' sound, and large red handwriting erupted like fireworks, levitating in front of Vigrar, Duke Ross, and Freret.

Margrethe III's order was rough and direct, and Frevice let out a roar of disbelief, and her face turned pale at once. He waved his hands weakly and wildly, his eyes wide and he looked at Vigrar with a look of horror.

"Uncle Vigrall...... How can it be? Is this information true? ”

Vigrar looked at Frerett solemnly: "There is no doubt that these materials are true!" ”

A line of cold sweat ran down Freette's forehead, and he waved his hands and roared, "It has nothing to do with me!" ”

Vigrar nodded solemnly: "I believe that it has nothing to do with you, Freret, don't be nervous...... As a member of the Imperial Family, you can't betray the Empire's top secrets. ”

Taking a deep breath, Vigrar squinted and stared at Fried: "But, dear Freret, are you sure that the people around you, those followers of yours, those staff, are they really loyal to you and to the Empire?" ”

Frerett opened his mouth, his body swayed, and his hair, which had been groomed and smooth and clinging to his scalp like a layer of gray tinplate, had been soaked with sweat, and hung on his scalp one by one, and a few strands of hair hung down from his forehead, sticking to his face in embarrassment, constantly dripping with sweat.

"I, I'm ......" Frevice let out an angry roar, "Simon, I'm going to kill him!" ”

Freret's emotions were on the verge of collapse, and he screamed in a hysterical manner with his eyes scattered.

The previous incident of Hanieway and Marcos hooking up with the Bloodsail Pirate Group was not a big deal at all, and Freette was 100% sure that at most he would spend a small price to put this matter to rest.

But suddenly, so many deadly, top secrets related to the Navy suddenly appeared.

It's like a child playing with fire and being caught by the elders of the family, which is at most a trivial matter of being slapped twice on the ass and being taught a lesson. But suddenly, the child who played with fire found that one of his big houses was burning, and all the suspicions of arson pointed to himself who was playing with fire......

Frevice panicked, he had never panicked like this in his life.

Vigrar clapped his hands lightly, and several black-uniformed inspectors walked out of the door and quickly surrounded Freret.

"No, Freret, you can't do anything now. In my official residence, there is a special room, you, and everyone around you, from now on, you can only stay in the room alone, to cooperate with my investigation. ”

Vigrar looked at Frerett deeply: "Give you a task, these little guys from the imperial capital around you, all their information, their family, their elders, their kinship, social relations, their family's current situation, their family's relationship abroad......"

"Don't leave out anything you know, write it all."

Freette kept nodding his head, his whole body went limp, and his body kept swaying from side to side, like a rusty and dysfunctional pendulum.

Vigrar shook his head helplessly.

The two Inspectors rearranged the confidential information, carefully sealed it in a file bag, and handed it to Vigrar with a serious expression.

Unlike the ignorant and ignorant Joe, these ombudsmen just read the titles of these materials and know how terrible these materials are - this is the real thing that kills people, and the unlucky people who are involved this time will lose their lives because of these materials.

Among them, there will definitely be many big names who were originally famous!

Margaret III was never a soft-hearted person.

The inspectors in the claustrophobic place are also cursing frantically in their hearts - after they have handled these materials, their every word and deed, and all their actions will be closely monitored for a long time to come.

It's fine if the information isn't leaked, but if it's leaked in the slightest...... They're all going to be out of luck!

Even if they haven't read the details of these materials, the 'suspicion' cannot be cleared.

For these Ombudsmen, this is also a no-brainer.

Who did they recruit and whom?

Why did this kind of thing get them involved?

On the fanatical typewriter, large red handwriting kept emerging.

Margrethe III, who was in the imperial capital, asked, "Who discovered these materials?" Tell me the details. ”

Vigrar was silent for a moment, and then he raised his voice: "Your Majesty, it's Captain Qiao of the Loeffgang Branch of the Port Tulum Police Department...... He is in the minister's official residence, can he make a statement in person? ”

Duke Ross on the side fanned the small folding fan, sighed heavily, and muttered to himself: "This year's luck is really bad, I have been busy all day, and I feel like I have trouble every day...... Ah, Joe, this little one......"

In the imperial capital, in the claustrophobic hall, Margrethe III raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Joe Rong Wittu? Is that the name? Is it the little guy who has been lucky in the mid-autumn bloody investigation? It's fun! ”

Since Margaret III had said 'interesting,' half an hour later, Joe, who did not know how much turmoil he had caused, stood solemnly in front of the fanatical typewriter and said in a solemn voice: "Your Majesty, your loyal subject, Joan Wittu, I salute you with the highest respect!" ”

On the fanatical typewriter, a line of blood appeared: "Joe, tell me about this incident." ”

Joe blinked his eyes and said loudly, "Ah, it's very simple, Your Majesty. I just took my brothers to solve a big case, and the brothers have worked hard, so I invite them to the Mask Cat Club for a drink and have some fun. ”

"Have some fun? Well, I can understand, young people, they should have some fun, as long as they don't break the law, I can understand. ”

"What's next?" Margrethe III asked curiously.

"Next, I heard that there is a group of noble sons from other places who are spending money to buy my sister Tifa's personal information." Joe's face turned gloomy: "I was curious who was behind Tifa's idea, so I hooked up with a little girl from the club and asked her to take me to meet those bastards who bought information." ”

"Acquire your sister Tifa's profile?" Margrethe III asked curiously again: "What is that Masked Cat Club?" ”

"Your Majesty, the Mask Cat Club is a semi-public stronghold of the El Formation in Port Tulum." Vigrar stood aside and gave the answer on Joe's behalf: "The founders of this club, and now the board of directors, are all members of the El Order. ”

"However, as far as we know, these directors, they are only junior members of the El Order, and they can only be regarded as marginal figures of the El Order." Vigrar frowned: "Among them, there are the former president of the Tulun Port District Court, the three former directors of the Tulun Port Library, and several painters and writers who are a little famous in the local area. ”

Vigrar spread his hands: "As you know, the El Organization, there are many such semi-public marginal figures...... They are proud to be members of the El, but they are still far from the true core of the El Order! ”

Inside the claustrophobic temple, Margrethe III nodded slowly, and she muttered to herself, "A semi-public El stronghold? Well, those shallow guys can't touch such high-end imperial secrets. ”

Joe glanced at Vigrar and continued, "I followed the little girl from the club to Simon's ...... Then, I heard them insulting my sister Tifa in extremely obscene language...... So, I rushed in and beat Simon up! ”

Joe was furious and repeated Simon and the bunch of babbles.

In the claustrophobic hall, Margrethe III's face became extremely gloomy, she turned her head and glanced deeply at the important ministers behind her: "This Simon, whose child is it?" When did the young nobles of the empire degenerate to such an extent? ”

"They are so insulting and disrespectful to women...... Wasn't their mother a woman? Or do they think that I, the old woman, am not a woman? ”

"Hamden, my Prime Minister, you have to make a good deal of this matter with the senators of the House of Lords, and the Secretary of Education. The future of the Delenn Empire must not be handed over to a bastard like Simon. ”

"Also, whose child is this Simon? Being able to say such a bastard shows that his tutoring is very problematic...... Did his elders hold imperial positions? If there is, Wenzel, vigorously and thoroughly. ”

Hamden, the prime minister of the empire, who was also covered in cold sweat, bowed deeply to Margaret III, respectfully, and was honestly afraid, not daring to say a word more.

Hamden sighed in his heart, very good, very good.

With Margaret III's words, even if Simon had nothing to do with those classified information, he was finished, and his elders were finished...... Hamden had the impression that this unlucky boy named Simon had a father who was a powerful official in the Imperial Treasury.

Hamden's heart twitched violently suddenly.

Damn, if Simon really had anything to do with this classified information...... The Ministry of Finance is a power department directly under Hamden's hands, and if Simon's father has a problem, he Hamden will have to bear the blame!

In the claustrophobic place, Qiao talked eloquently.

"I beat Simon up, and then, I was around him and found a stack of papers...... I don't know how important that information is, but I still know the words 'top secret'. ”

"So I immediately had my brothers arrest Simon and his gang and deliver the information to His Excellency Vigrar's residence." Joe smiled innocently: "After all, in Tulun Port, the only people who have the power to dispose of these materials are His Excellency Vigrar and Duke Ross, and they are both here today!" ”

Margrethe III was silent for a moment, then she exhaled heavily.

"Joe, you have recouped the Empire with a huge loss...... Your feats are no less than achieving an epic victory on the battlefield. ”

"I remember your exploits." Margrethe III finally said so.