Chapter 256 The real plot? (4000)(1/2)
"Huh, it's finally done." Renard breathed a sigh of relief, raised his hand to wipe the fine sweat stains on his forehead, and said with emotion.
"Come on, drink some water." Allen didn't rush to ask, but just handed over a glass of warm water.
"Okay, thank you." Renard took the water cup without hesitation and started drinking slowly.
Alan was not interested in watching a man drink water, so he naturally looked away from Renard and looked to the other side of the conference room.
On the ground opposite the steel-cast rectangular table, four prisoners in prison uniforms lay.
Theirs don't look young, about their forties.
Their faces were a little old, as if the experience during this period had caused them too much torture and their bodies became much hunched.
Even if he is in a deep sleep, Allen can see the other person's subconscious fear and fear from his sleeping position.
However, this is not the focus of Allen.
He just looked at the mottled but clearly visible blood stains on the other person's body.
The blood spots bloomed on the body like flowers, making the already worn and dirty prison uniform more ugly, with a fearful bloody meaning.
But the most frightening thing was the two people lying on the ground and bleeding from their seven orifices.
This is not an exaggerated statement, but a true descriptive word.
Among the four people lying on the ground, two were very different from the others. Not only were the blood stains on their bodies more intense, but they also had different colors on their heads.
Scarlet and sticky blood flowed out of the other party's mouth, eyes, nose and ears, decorating the originally clean face like a ghost.
"What are you looking at?"
Renard put down the quilt in his hand, followed Alan's gaze curiously, and asked casually.
"I'm looking at the results of these people."
Alan didn't look back either, and replied with a smile.
"Oh, those two people who bleed a lot are basically helpless. Even if they put in a lot of effort, they can only survive. They are stupid, but at this time no one is willing to be the one who is surrender."
"And the other two are not in good condition, and they will probably be seriously damaged."
"To be honest, if they are still one of the behemoths called the Bate family, they will be fine if they have to repair this injury and then recuperate for a few days. But according to the current situation, the situation is good and they will survive for 10 years. If the situation is not good, they will become weaker and then the life candle is extinguished."
Renard looked at the four people lying on the ground and were unconscious, and explained in a cold tone.
He would not have any unnecessary kindness for these people. After all, those who could be arrested in the Public Security Bureau were not good people.
Although the Bate family was dismembered by the nobles of Gria City, the other party naturally hoped to eliminate the roots and not leave any future troubles.
But the other party cannot cover up the situation with one hand, and the other party's power is not enough to interfere in violent institutions like the Public Security Bureau.
This is also the reason why these people from the Bate family are safe after so long. If such a thing had happened, they would probably have survived for a while and then sentenced to death.
The rules and regulations of the Security Department are extremely rigorous, including Director Jacob and Deputy Director Jody, but more so, the current royal family is majestic and the emperor's methods are tough enough.
In this case, although those from the Bate family directly sent many people to the Public Security Bureau, they hoped to kill people with a knife.
However, the Public Security Bureau was not influenced by the other party and still had a clear and accurate judgment.
After careful review, most of the irrelevant personnel were invited out, and those who were indifferent were fined and detained. Those who remained were all guilty.
When the Bet family existed, they could naturally rely on the protection of the Bet family to be safe and sound.
But when the towering tree they rely on suddenly collapsed, they became lambs to be slaughtered.
So, they are really not good people.
Allen and Renard present also knew the truth very well, so they did not overwhelm the sympathy. On the contrary, they were extremely calm.
“Is there any useful news?”
Allen retracted his eyes and looked at Renard, asking with some anticipation.
After all, the other party is the actual operational person, and he is just here to gain insight and protect the other party's existence.
It may be a bit inappropriate to say that protection is not inferior to him, and in some cases it is more applicable than him.
It is only because Gria City is not at peace recently that if a person appears, it may cause bad peeps or even be plotted against by others that Allen and Renard will go out together.
"No."
However, what disappointed Allen was that facing his earnest face, Renard only spitted out two words lightly.
"Oh." Allen didn't say anything, but just sighed helplessly.
Although I had already had relevant speculations in my mind when I first came, and I was also prepared for this kind of mentality.
But when he really heard this answer, he was still a little uncomfortable.
It has nothing to do with anything else, it is just because it took time and effort, but it did not get a matching result. It can also be said that it is because it seems that a feasible clue is broken at the moment.
Renard looked at Allen, his heart was still calm, but his tone was also disappointed, "I started to check their childhood memories until yesterday, but I didn't get any useful news."
When Renard spoke these, his tone was extremely calm and he didn't seem to think that this was something extraordinary.
Allen was not surprised, after all, he had long known what the concept of the Silver Level was.
That means the beginning of "extraordinary", and the beginning of gradually breaking free from the constraints of the name "man".
To be honest, reading and memory are not very complicated. You can try it if you are a silver-level mage.
The real difficulty lies in how to avoid getting lost in the other person’s memory while also getting the information you want.
You should know that if you want to browse a person's memory, it will be fine in the short term and will not have much impact.
But if it is long-term, it would be a bit bad.
Not to mention watching the other person's memories is just a lie of the ignorant.
The touch between the soul is a deeper communication. Even if one is of a higher position and dominates, it will still be affected to a certain extent in this collision of the soul level.
Even if the soul of the silver-level strong man has a strong soul, he has to consider this issue.
Blocking this influence is not difficult or even simple for the silver-level mage, but in this way, reading and memory is like watching flowers in a dream, not being able to see them in a real way, and it is easy to miss key information.
Therefore, how to find the information needed from complex life experiences while maintaining rationality and reducing the impact is a technical job.
And this is just a problem with the caster.
For the subject, there are more issues to worry about.
After all, the silver-level spell caster only has a preliminary understanding of the soul, and his methods tend to be direct and tough, which seems a bit rough, which will have extremely adverse effects on the subject.
The four people lying in front of Alan and Renard are the most distinctive examples.
However, Allen and Renard are not worried about this issue.
Before they came, they had communicated through the Executive Department and the Public Security Bureau and obtained several death indicators.
As long as it is not too much, basically no one will say this.
This is of course. How many people who can be viewed by silver-level spellcasters are innocent.
"However, although there is no useful news, it is not a single gain." Looking at Alan with a depressed expression, Renard chuckled.
Allen looked over with some confusion, as if he didn't understand what the other party meant.
"I combined the memories of several people and learned one thing, one thing that was secretly disclosed by the Bate family."
"In order to ensure the prosperity of the family, the first Viscount Bet did leave a legacy for future generations."
"This is extremely mysterious, and only the heads of family generations know about it."
"However, decades ago, civil strife in the Bet family lost the news of the inheritance."
"In order to find this inheritance, the Bet family accidentally leaked the news, and the core members of the family also learned some news."
"But they don't know much. Apart from such a thing, they don't know anything else."
"I don't even know what this inheritance is."
Allen was a little impressed when he heard it, as if he had understood something.
Renard glanced at Allen and continued, "However, according to their memory, that inheritance can make the Bate family worry-free for a hundred years."
Speaking of this, Renard pursed his lips, "Even, if the operation is done well, their family can even reach the peak of power in the Dawn Empire."
"Stop talking about viscounts, even if it is a marquis or duke, it is very likely."
Hearing this, Allen was shocked and curious about the inheritance of unknown specific information.
After all, the four people lying on the ground can be regarded as core members of the Bate family and one of the leaders of a family.
Although the Bate family is only a viscount family, it has a deep foundation and a long history, so it can be regarded as having a wide range of knowledge.
Even if the other party cannot reach the level of the great nobles of the empire, he will definitely understand that class.
They are not ignorant people like frogs in the well. They know better than ordinary people how far they are and the forces standing at the peak of imperial power.
But even in this case, the other party can still get this impression.
It is conceivable how important that inheritance that has lost its news is in their hearts.
Allen's eyes turned and he fell into deep thought.
To be continued...