The imperial capital, Heidra Fort, the temple of claustrophobia.

Margaret III never looked back and stretched out a hand to Hamden, who had just put away his sweat.

Hamden, who had been sitting in the position of Prime Minister of the Empire for nearly twenty years, immediately silently took out a small scroll of paper from his sleeve and gently handed it into Margaret III's hands.

Margaret III retracted his hand, gently unfolded the scroll, and swept the detailed text on it in a glance.

White and flexible, white paper made of special formula has a waxy luster. On the square of the paper roll, there is a pitch-black Hydra sword and shield emblem, which is the mark of the Delun Empire Intelligence Department.

The information about the Weitu family is recorded in detail on the scroll of paper.

From Hessen to Leah, from Gorkin, Tifa, Joe to Vima, the family's information was neatly presented on the scroll.

On the scroll, Hesen was originally a native of a remote province in the northern part of the empire. He joined the army for a young age. Because of his irritable personality and cruel means, he illegally killed nearly 100 surrendered prisoners on the battlefield. He was fired by the army and deprived of all the honors he obtained in the army, including an Imperial Level 3 Thorn Merit Medal.

He was fired for violating military rules, and the most basic retirement subsidy for Hesse Company and the living allowance for retired soldiers that were later issued were all cancelled. After returning home, Hesse had no living, so he took his family and went to Tulun Port to make a living.

On the way to Tulun Port, Hessen seemed to have an affair with some bandit groups. Some of the elderly people around him seemed to be a little ill-fated.

With the help of the power of those old people in the family, a group of people who dared to fight and fought and were ruthless in killing embryos barely built a small foundation in Tulun Port.

In the first few years, facing the powerful indigenous forces in Tulum Port, the Vitu family had a foothold, but it was only a foothold.

Ten years ago, Duke Ross's husband and two underage sons were assassinated. The island of Kasica was shocked. The mountain people of Kasica colluded with the indigenous families of Tulun Port to make illegal plans, trying to overthrow the empire's rule in Tulun Port and Kasica.

Hesse made a desperate attempt to assist Duke Ross in inquiring about the movements of the indigenous families in Tulum Port, and even connected with some small families in Jiasica, spying on the action plans of the mountaineers of Jiasica clearly.

Duke Ross followed the trend and massacred a series of crazy massacres, almost flattening the thorns among the mountain people of Jiasica, scaring the indigenous families in Tulum Port that were frightened and became sheep.

Hessen's adventures were exchanged for generous rewards, and since then the Vitu family was protected by the Duke of Ross, symbolically charging half of the Vitu family's pure profit every year. The Rose Chamber of Commerce of the Vitu family expanded rapidly like a monster under the strong protection of the Duke of Ross.

Under the sponsorship of Duke Ross, Hesse donated a large sum of condolences to the garrison of the Kassica Island, thus successfully promoted the aristocratic class with the money. The name was "Rong", which was equivalent to the baron of the Empire.

After ten years of development, especially after the Zhongqiu bloody incident, the Vitu family has become the well-deserved first family in Tulun Port.

"This Hessen is interesting." Margaret III nodded slowly: "Imperial soldier's background? Very good... Such people, even if their personality is a bit flawed, can feel assured to use it. They are much better than those island monkeys that are smelly, dirty, and smelly of sheep."

"Well, Liya? Ordinary housewife? However, I have repeatedly called on my best friend's family to donate goods and donate money to visit the Tulun Port garrison?"

"Very good, this Riya is much better than her husband."

"Gorkin... is fighting on the front line of the Lanyin Corridor? He is already a lieutenant colonel of the Empire? He has taken the swamp saber-toothed wolf potion? What a pity... No, with the Wall Chapter, maybe this is his chance."

"Tifa...ah, a good little girl, I like this little girl. A genius girl with super-IQ? Hohoho, very much like my youth... Well, the youngest trainee judge in the empire? Calculate this time, she is now a formal judge, right? Very good, the Minister of Justice, focus on this little girl. She is a talent, so she must dare to promote and promote it in an extraordinary way!"

Among the important officials of the empire, an old man with a serious face nodded slowly, without saying a word, but remembered the name of Tifa, the eldest daughter of the Weitu family in Tulun Port, deeply in his heart.

"Joe... The lucky guy has made many contributions in the Zhongqiu bloody investigation? I think he is lucky, but the little guy is lucky to survive the shooting in the street? Mata, my dear, if you want to talk about luck, he is only a little bit short of you."

Mata Thirteen smiled reservedly and a little embarrassed, and rolled his eyes a little helplessly.

"However, this Joe's IQ... When he was seven years old, he only had forty-nine points in his IQ test? Oh, isn't this a mentally retarded?" Margaret III sneered softly: "With such an IQ, can he become an outstanding graduate representative of Tulun Port Judicial College?"

Among the important officials, several ministers lowered their heads, and another layer of cold sweat oozed out from the back of their necks.

"There is no doubt that there is something illegal here...but, for his contribution to the empire... Oh no, hell, why should I help a little retarded fat man cheat?"

"Written reprimands the dean of the Tulum Port Judicial College, this is only once, no such example." Margaret III murmured: "But he dared to clash with the charlatan of St. Heard's Cathedral on the street?"

"Okay, mentally retarded children are all decisive. The geniuses have set an example. Such children are not very careful. They are more loyal and reliable..."

"Ros and Viglar both sponsored and awarded him the first-level Thorn Medal of Merit in the Empire?"

"Ross may do whatever he wants, but this little guy, Viglar, is very conscientious and reliable."

"So, this little fat man's merits should be real." Margaret III raised his head and glanced at Conrad standing by the desk: "Conrad, my dear, this little guy has received the first-level Thorn Merit Medal. What do you think?"

Conrad's face turned dark - the main reason why Joe was able to receive the first-level Thorn Medal of Merit was that he had regained the navy's survey data?

Qiao stepped on the entire navy's head and reached the medal.

Conrad gritted his teeth and said nothing, and he didn't want to answer his grandmother's bad questions.

Salian, who was standing aside, smiled and said, "Your Majesty, as you said, Viglar is dedicated and reliable. This little guy named Joe, his performance in this Zhongqiu bloody investigation is worthy of this first-level Thorn Medal of Merit."

Margaret III smiled slightly, and she handed her right hand back, and Hamden took the roll of paper back a step forward.

Margaret III whispered: "The last Weima, the little girl doesn't need much attention yet... Hamden, now the Vitu family is in the actual sense of Tulun Port... the leader family. In this way, at least in name, the empire has truly and completely mastered Tulun Port."

He exhaled heavily: "Hamden, inform the nobles' House of Representatives to Hesen to be promoted to the title and awarded a new medal and ribbon. Well, because of his merits, as well as his current identity and influence, the Earl of the Empire? I think it's OK."

Hamden bowed silently.

"Then, increase your attention to the Weitu family. I hope that the Weitu family can always be loyal and work hard for the empire."

When Margaret III reviewed the information on the paper scroll, and evaluated and issued the order, the fanatical typewriter had already typing wildly, and lines of blood-colored words kept popping out from above it, quietly floating in the air.

Margaret III squinted her eyes, held her hands behind her back, and quietly looked at the blood-colored words that kept popping up.

"It's interesting, interesting, so interesting. Mata, my dear, are you lucky or not? The bastards in Zhongqiu's bloody case were actually hit by him."

Mata XIII smiled, and then he thought for a while, and said slowly, "Luck is also part of his strength. If his future luck can be so good, it is worth cultivating vigorously."

Margaret III turned her head and rolled her eyes at Mata XIII.

Margaret III, who was over 90 years old, inexplicably revealed her girlish charm at this moment.

Mata XIII laughed a few times, tiptoed, and almost blew his whistle.

In the claustrophobic place, Qiao stood in front of the old and tattered desk with his head held high, facing the weird typewriter, and retelled all his personal experiences from the beginning of the Zhongqiu bloody investigation, except for those related to "Crimson" and "Laplacie".

Of course, Joe is not a broad-minded Virgin. In his statement, he could not help but add some oil and vinegar.

"So, your respected Majesty, the Marquis of Seajac, who abused power, plundered and occupied the civil industry, was undoubtedly shameless and despicable, and was not in line with the identity and decent of the nobles."

"Especially, he attacked me hard in front of so many people. I can even suspect that he had an ulterior motive with some of the parties involved in the Zhongqiu bloody incident."

Seajac, who was standing aside, had a twisted face. He raised his head angrily, staring at Joe with his triangle eyes almost wide open.

When Seajac was presenting, Margaret III did not reply, and there was no reply in a word... The more this happened, the more frightened Seajac became.

He had served in the empire for decades. He knew Margaret III's strength and domineeringness, and the horror of this grandmother.

Margaret III did not reply to his statement, it was like an invisible sword hanging above his head, which could fall down at any time, breaking him by one or two.

Seajac's heart was already up and down, anxious and tormented to the extreme.

Joe was still adding fuel to the fire here to put the blame, and countless fierce thoughts flashed through Seajac's mind, which was exactly connected with some of his bad thoughts last night.
Chapter completed!