Silent Crown Chapter 348: Sleepless

When Charles opened the door and entered, he only saw the shadows who looked towards this side under the dim light, and his eyes seemed to be unkind.

He stiffened in place, and his premonition of anxiety grew stronger.

"What's the matter?"

Behind him, the Beard brother probed his head, squeezed in from behind him, and nodded when he saw the crowd: "Everyone is here? Don't froze Charles, Mr. Constantine has something else."

Charles grinned reluctantly, and followed behind Brother Beard, vaguely seeing everyone's faces, he only felt that the indifferent look in his eyes was cold.

"Sorry, I'm a little late. If it's Shire, I won't be able to find it."

Beard brother patted his pocket, "No way, the place where you sell cigarettes is too hard to find, you can only buy particularly rough tobacco leaves, anyone else?"

Constantine seemed to be thinking, but he didn't realize it.

"Kory, you came back just right." The examiner smiled and pointed to the file on the table: "Everyone has read it, so you two are the only ones left."

"What matters so much?"

Corey leaned in casually and couldn't help but shook his head: "Everyone knows that I don't know how to spell. Just say no to this kind of thing, so why bother to write it on paper."

No one paid attention to him, everyone was silent.

Constantine raised his head and looked at the sluggish young man behind him: "Charle, where did you go?"

As if nothing happened, Charles hid his drenched palm, lifted the bag in his hand and shook it: "I'm going to buy..."

Constantine interrupted him: "Tell the truth."

He was stunned.

Everyone looked over with unkind eyes. The abhorrent cold poured into the lungs like a viscous liquid, turbulent restlessly, almost suffocating.

He smiled stiffly, and squeezed out a look of astonishment: "What's wrong with everyone. I just went to buy a medicine."

The inspector came forward, took away the bag in his hand, opened it roughly, opened all the medicinal materials and potions, and poured them all on the table.

After checking, he whispered something to Constantine.

Constantine's eyes suddenly darkened, nodded slightly, and looked at Shire:

"Look at this, you will understand after reading it."

Charles stepped forward stiffly, took the document, suppressed the urge to tremble with his fingers, and opened it.

Immediately, great consternation and panic came.

It made him stiff in place.

"Hey, what is so mysterious?"

Cory leaned over and patted Charles on the shoulder: "Look at what scared you, what's the matter? What did it say?"

Charle's face was pale.

After a long time, he raised his head with difficulty, and the look in Corey's eyes became scared...and pity:

"It says..."

His voice trembled: "You are... the traitor."

Cory was stunned, and for a long time, he opened his mouth to speak.

In the next moment, the examiner appeared behind him with a smile, stretched out his hand, covering his mouth, and the dagger in his hand ran his throat smoothly and skillfully.

Blood gushes out and falls on Shire's face.

It's warm, with a sweet smell, and a certain fragrance spreads.

The file in Charles's hand was stained red. He stared at the name on the file blankly, staggered back, and sat down on the ground.

Cory knelt on the ground, clutching his throat, struggling hard, looking up, staring at Shire, his lips closed but no sound came out.

Soon, he fell to the ground.

The crimson blood flowed out from under his body, spread out, and turned into a purple-black viscous liquid in the dust. After a long time, he stopped moving.

"Sorry, did you scare you?"

The inspector smiled and reached out to lift Shire from the ground. Charles looked at Corey in despair, turning his head for a long time, his lips closed, but he couldn't speak.

"Kory was bought by the Holy City a long time ago. If he hadn't exposed his feet when he was in prison this time, we didn't expect him to be a spy."

The examiner patted him on the shoulder: "You have been in contact with him for so long, haven't he instilled anything?"

Charle shook his head dullly, only to feel the tears welling up in his eyes, almost collapsed, choked up and asked: "I, I...you don't kill me?"

"Don't worry, everyone knows about you. Where can there be a spy as stupid as you."

The inspector smiled: "Maybe you don't know yet. Constantine has decided to let you be his secretary. Remember to be more careful and be wary of those who approach you with ulterior motives.

Fortunately, we found it early, otherwise if Corey knows any secrets through you at that time, it will be a big trouble. "

He paused, and pointed to Corey on the ground: "I will find someone to check on you later. You may not know that this guy is still a confidant.

In case he planted any hint for you, that would be bad. "

Charle nodded stiffly, but finally felt a sense of feeling in his heart.

I just feel cold.

He finally understood why the Silent Organization was so relieved that he was lurking undercover in the revolutionary army alone. Because his connector is hidden by his side, watching him day and night.

He controlled the dead fat man who sold the forbidden drugs to connect with himself through the affair, and remotely controlled himself to find information for him. When necessary, throw yourself away as an abandoned child to ensure your own safety.

So that's it...

That's it.

Constantine looked at him in a trance, sighed, stretched out his hand, and patted his shoulder gently: "Sorry, boy, I didn't expect you to be so scared like this. This is my mistake. "

"No, nothing."

Charle grinned reluctantly, raised his sleeve and wiped his nose: "I was just scared by Corey."

He was silent for a while, stretched out his hand, and pointed to the pile of pills on the table: "My stuff."

Constantine froze for a moment, then laughed, and put the medicine into Shire's hands:

"Very well, Charles, you really are a good boy."

Charle grinned reluctantly, then turned pale, covering his mouth, bending over and rushing to the door.

Soon, after the corpses were collected, everyone left.

Constantine looked at the examiner beside him.

"The **** has been found, and the man has been killed. Now, should you rest assured?"

The examiner's smile is still mysterious, but he nods slightly, staring at the direction where Shire is leaving:

"I hope, I'm allergic..."

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A few days later, in the corner of the holy city, in a deserted alley.

Charle leaned on the wall, smoking a cigarette, like basking in the sun bored in the afternoon.

A faint voice came from his ears.

"According to the information I got from the Silent Organization, Constantine has been an important figure in the Revolutionary Army since the establishment of the Revolutionary Army more than ten years ago, and his whereabouts are mysterious. Almost not many people have seen him. Look like.

If it hadn't been arrested by the Holy City this time, I am afraid that even the Silent Organization would not be able to determine whether this person exists.

The relationship between him and Gaius is particularly close, and the two sides are both external and internal. This man was lurking in the shadows, running for Gaius between the countries. It is said that there are many supporters in private, and many high-ranking officials of the countries have contacted him.

It is precisely relying on the intelligence network in his hands that Gaius's revolutionary army has been able to make waves for so many years.

This time, Constantine was arrested. Not only did he unearth a large number of insiders from the Holy City, but he also intercepted important information about the Winter Veil attack.

As long as you can find clues from Constantine, you can get away smoothly, don't get too deep, Shire, you don't have to make any sacrifices for the holy city. "

"I know, Ye Zi, don't worry."

He smiled triumphantly: "You don't know me yet. Once there is a turmoil, you will run faster than anyone, and the reporter will not be able to catch up with me."

A faint water vapor lead stretched out from the sewer next to him, connected to him, and in the same place as him, a hoarse voice rang from his ears.

"At this time, don't say such bad things, Charles."

Ye Qingxuan sighed softly: "If there is any situation, you must not force it. As long as you can survive, it doesn't matter if you sell the silent organ.

Charles, as long as you are alive, I will save you, understand? "

"Don't worry, do you see me like that kind of ethical person? When it's time to sell, I even sell it with the holy city."

Charle smiled and waved his hand: "Don't worry about me, everything is going well with me. Constantine trusts me very much. Now I am his secretary, handling all kinds of letters on his behalf.

After a while, he will take me with him when he sees Gaius. "

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, and sighed softly: "You take care."

"It's also taboo for you to contact me with the silent agency behind your back? Don't contact me privately if you are fine in the future."

Charle whispered: "There are also some troublesome guys staring here. It won't be fun if you show your feet."

"...very powerful guy?"

"Very powerful, very tricky."

Chart was silent for a long time, recalling the figure he saw when he escaped from prison, his eyes trembling: "Among the people of the Revolutionary Army lurking in the Holy City, one of them has purple eyes.

Be careful with him, Ye Zi, be careful with that person... If you meet him, run away immediately. Never do anything with him, understand? "

Ye Qingxuan was stunned.

For the first time, he felt fear from Shire, unconcealed weakness and trembling.

"Charles, even if it is..."

Charle shook his head and interrupted him: "Leaf, I beg you."

"..."

Ye Qingxuan was silent for a long time, then slowly nodded: "Okay, I promise you."

"That would be great."

Charles grinned reluctantly, looked down at the cigarette in his hand, threw it away, and stomped it out: "I’m going to flash people first, don’t worry about me, brother, I’m sleeping well, I pay it back every few days. I will go for a flower wine.

The days are so cozy, I almost forget that I am an undercover agent. "

Before cutting off the resonance, he hesitated for a long time and asked in a low voice:

"Mr. Newton...has no news yet?"

"Still missing, no news." Ye Qingxuan's tone became gloomy: "Do you still care about him?"

"If there is no news, at least he should be alive."

Charle shook his head: "Even if he lied to me to make a deal with the Revolutionary Army, I never hated him from beginning to end. He taught me a lot. I should thank him for thinking about me as a scrap musician." /

Sorry, Ye Zi, I did an experiment with your data without your permission. I owe you. "

"Just come back alive and give me a beat."

Ye Qingxuan sighed: "Hurry up, or you will be beaten and swollen and go back."

"Thanks."

Charle smiled, waved, and turned away.

In the distance~IndoMTL.com~Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes from the quiet coffee shop.

There was a long silence, and he couldn't help sighing softly.

"Lola, do me a favor."

He whispered softly: "Protect Charles and don't hurt him."

In the air beside him, a helpless complaint came: "What did I do in my last life to show up to someone like you..."

Soon, the sigh disappeared.

It's like nothing happened.

"Thanks."

Ye Qingxuan smiled, lifted the coffee cup, and drank the bitter espresso.

In the drooping eyes, the pupils are blood red.

He hasn't slept for ten days. (To be continued.)