Chapter 129 Framed

Xing Ze glanced at the wizards who were seated, and asked with a smile: "I'm curious, what should you do if you want to go to the bathroom?"

The man didn't answer, and the mask on his face, like liquid metal, kept changing, like a palette.

"Let's get to the point, young man. Our time is limited." He finally spoke, "Don't waste M's privileges."

"Okay, okay, I think M should tell you something." Xing Ze cleared his throat and said, "What should I call you?"

"A, just A. M told me, have you found a traitor in the organization?"

"Yes." Xing Ze took out the letters from the ring and handed them over.

A took it and read it, although the action looked a little strange to him.

After ten minutes, he put down the letter and said, "You accused a senior member of the Key Hall of colluding with the church. And this traitor happens to be your boss, R. Do I understand it correctly?"

"Very correct."

The man nodded, sorted the letters on the table, and raised his hand. Soon, a wizard came forward to take the letter.

"Buttons." A shouted, "Give us all some wine, the best, don't give us watered-down wine. As for this young gentleman, what would you like?"

Xing Ze's eyes flashed with a gleam, thinking that he knew I didn't drink.

"Soda water will do."

"Okay, then another glass of soda water."

The goblins on the bar began to get busy, and a wizard got up and played a song on the jukebox.

A song called "A Pot of Hot Love" sung by Celestina Warbeck, the light music made people's tense hearts relax a lot.

"Celestina Warbeck." A introduced, "Do you know her?"

"Not much."

"This is really rare, she is quite famous in the British wizarding world, almost to the point of being a household name. But do you know? Her talent was almost buried."

"I thought we didn't understand time?" Xing Ze frowned in confusion.

A did not answer immediately, but was silent for a while, then he said: "I have the final say on how much time is needed. This world is not short of talents, but it lacks people who can discover talents."

The topic seemed to have deviated a bit, but after careful consideration, Xing Ze seemed to understand something.

"You don't believe the evidence I provided."

"I believe it." A replied, "The letter paper has the church's lacquer seal, which requires special methods to see. I have used these papers before, and I will never forget the touch of it."

As if to confirm his words, the wizard who took the letter came over with a piece of letter paper. He possessed A and whispered a few words in his ear, and then put the letter paper on the table.

In the center of the letter paper, a red lacquer seal representing the church was particularly eye-catching.

"Then I understand." Xing Ze nodded.

"Tell me about it." A crossed his hands and leaned back.

"You think R's value far exceeds his mistakes. You think he can still be used by you as long as he is punished. As you said, he is a good horse, and you don't want to lose this horse that you have dug out with great difficulty."

"I am beginning to believe what he said." A whispered to himself, and the metal mask was still changing.

"You are very smart, young man. Few people can understand what the other person means in such a short time."

"It's not hard to guess." Xing Ze stepped aside so that the waiter could put the wine and soda on the table.

"He is indeed excellent." As soon as the waiter left, Xing Ze spoke, "But in my opinion, most of the things he has done are questionable."

"For example?"

"For example, his achievements mainly came from the period when he worked with Benson. After Benson retired to the second line, his achievements became less and less.

"You can say that he was transferred to the internal affairs department, and he spent more time processing documents and directing other people's actions. But please read the letter carefully, A, most of the actions he directed were obtained from the church in advance.

"Think about it again. What did he betray to get this information? Those monks of the church are not so easy to fool. And you, A, how long can you control this runaway horse?"

A loosened his crossed hands and called a wizard over. They talked in a low voice.

Xing Ze's sensitive hearing allowed him to catch some words in their conversation.

"Go...R's past information... and...compare."

Xing Ze picked up the cup and took a sip of soda water. He felt that he was sweating, perhaps because of the temperature of the bar, or perhaps because of the oppression of the person opposite.

Yes, although Xing Ze could not see his face and could not distinguish his tone, he could still feel the terrible oppression coming from him.

It felt like a pair of invisible hands, pressing him tightly on the seat, and even trying to press him deeper.

A exhaled a long breath, and whispered: "You know R very well."

"We are colleagues."

"As far as I know." A questioned, "You are far below R in position, so you should not be qualified to know this."

"I have my own way." Xing Ze replied, and he adjusted his posture so that he could hide in the darkness.

But he soon found that this was futile, because there was no place to hide in his position. Xing Ze realized that this was not only an investigation against R, but also against him.

Sure enough, it is not so easy to fool? He sighed in his heart, but he was very alert. He took a breath and sat up straight.

"You know," A said, "how many keepers are there in the Key Hall?"

"With my position, I am not qualified to know this."

After a short silence, A said, "Thirty, even if you count those who have not yet received code names. Do you know what this means?"

"Insufficient staff?"

"I like to talk to smart people. As you said, we are seriously understaffed. So, as a leader, we sometimes have to ignore some of our subordinates' shortcomings."

"Oh, that's good." Xing Ze laughed, forcing himself to keep up with the other party's pace under heavy pressure, "Does this mean that I can also work with the church?"

Another silence.

"It depends on how much value you can bring, B."

Finally, we talked about the point. Xing Ze raised his lips slightly, "Maybe I can help you find the missing fragment. How much do you know about the Invisible Sect?"

"Do you think the fragment is in the hands of the Invisible Sect?"

"No, maybe it's in the Sabbat Cult."

"Sabbat?" A's tone changed, Xing Ze could feel it, "Oh, young man, don't think you are close to the truth just because you found something."

Just then, the wizard who had just left came back, he walked quickly to A's side, leaned over and spoke.

This time, Xing Ze didn't deliberately eavesdrop, because from the wizard's expression, what he just said should be confirmed.

It should be confirmed, because most of the contents of those forged letters are related to the great achievements in R's resume, thanks to the information provided by Albert Shafik.

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