old dream

The commander-in-chief was smoking his pipe while watching Emil helpless.After a while like this, he tapped his pipe against the edge of the table and asked:

"Calm down now?"

"……Yes."

Emil took a deep breath and replied.

"Language and emotion are both your weapons, I hope you can control them well next time."

"Yes."

"I understand how painful this will make you, so painful that you would kill me here." The commander said:

"But you also know that I never change my mind just because someone would hate me."

……Yes.

On the way to the office, Emil really thought about killing the old man.

Or use hints directly on him to forcefully control his mind.

But the commander-in-chief is different from those whose hearts are full of holes... His heart is like steel, and Emil cannot find any cracks.

What if you kill him?In less than a week, another person will be sent from Building Seven to take over the duties of the commander in chief and continue to promote the same plan.The situation will not change in any way, Vera will still die, and she will go into exile overseas, and spend the rest of her life in the endless revenge of the intelligence service.

"Is there anything else you want to ask?" said the Commander-in-Chief.

"I want to know..." Emilton said for a moment, "How to bear all this."

"Perhaps when you find that it has nothing to do with whether you can bear it... you can bear it naturally." The commander said as if recalling.

"... There are many terrible monsters in the world, and they will not stop because of someone's crying."

Whether you can accept it seems to have always been an irrelevant matter.

The only thing he can do is turn himself into a monster.

With steely discipline, hurting or sacrificing anyone is a matter of course.

Of course, including myself.

As the Grand Duke's personal friend, the commander-in-chief must also arrive at the hunting ground tomorrow, otherwise Vera will not be able to get close to the Grand Duke.But in this way, it is difficult for him to say that he has any hope of surviving.

At this moment Emile found that he had no room for struggle.

The commander usually looks easy-going, but inside he is a cold realist.It is useless to cry and scream in front of him. In terms of benefits, he will only calculate more clearly than himself.Morally condemned?The old man didn't seem to have any intention of defending himself, let alone betting on himself.

Long before he walked through the door, the emir saw no possibility of persuading the commander-in-chief.

So he can only say those nonsense words to make himself look like a clown.

"But at least, I want to know what she died for." Emil's voice became calmer, and said:
"Is there anything you can tell me?"

Even if Vera really had to be sacrificed, he had to see with his own eyes the necessity of such a sacrifice and the possible significance it might bring.

He wanted to know what the commander-in-chief was doing, not to be kept in the dark from beginning to end.

But when he heard this question, the commander was slightly taken aback.After hesitating for a moment, apology appeared in his old eyes for the first time:
"I can only tell you the number of this project, you can check it, but unfortunately, it will not be open to you... because it is the most classified material of the Intelligence Department."

This means that this matter is one of the most important secrets of Baidu and even the entire alliance.

With the authority of the emir, it is absolutely impossible to have access to this level of information.

Therefore, the commander-in-chief could not tell Emil any details about the question of "why did Vera have to die".

Perhaps because of rare guilt, the old man leaned on the seat and was silent for a while.But Emil's expression became lighter because of this.

He took two steps back, bowed slightly to the commander in chief, then turned and left.

The old man looked in the direction he left and said nothing.

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The commander-in-chief's final answer was completely unacceptable to the Emil.

But it was precisely because he couldn't accept it at all that he breathed a sigh of relief, feeling suddenly enlightened.

Emil walked in the aisle of the investigation department, his footsteps unknowingly getting faster and faster, and the corners of his mouth started to rise unconsciously.

Because at that moment just now, he had already secretly made a decision in his heart.

What shit top secret, go to hell.

Let this inexplicable assassination go as far as possible.

Why do you always have to worry so much?Don't these people get tired of one link leading the other, one controlling the other?
Just let this extremely oppressive sky collapse completely.

Emil decided to set Vera free.

He wanted to erase the hints he had left in her heart with his own hands.

Maybe it was because he wanted to do this a long time ago, so when Emil made this decision, he suddenly felt extremely happy.

The desperation made people courageous, and at this moment he almost had the urge to thank the commander in chief.

Thank you for helping me.

Even if doing so would make him completely lose Vera, so what?He firmly believed that it would be the only right thing to do in his life.

Emil almost couldn't wait to drive back to his room, and immediately started to prepare.It is not an easy task even for him to suddenly unravel a hint that has existed for such a long time.

But fortunately, there is still time to start.

Five years late, but always in time.

Emil estimated the time in his heart, took out the portable mirror, walked to the window, and took a picture of Vera's room next door.

The spot of light dangled on the window sill dazzlingly, which was a small signal for their usual appointment to meet.

At that time, they had already moved into the later villa, and Vera's room was now Colin's room.

Soon, Vera lazily came over after receiving the signal. It was already three o'clock in the afternoon, but she was still covering her mouth and yawning:

"Did you bring anything delicious back? I'm starving to death."

Maybe it's because I haven't eaten anything since I slept last night.Although Vera complained like this, there was a faint, unconcealable joy in her expression.Since the conversation in the restaurant two days ago, Emil has always been distracted, and the relationship between the two seems to have become much more distant.Now, she only thought that Emil was ready to make up.

But Emil didn't care about her stomach, but directly handed her a list of materials:
"Do me a favor and bring these things here as soon as possible."

Seeing Emil's expression, Vera, who was originally lazy, became a little more serious.She looked down at the list in her hand but didn't ask any more questions.For the things that Emil seriously explained, Vera has always done it directly.

Two hours later, she returned to Emil's room with bags of materials, many of which were psychotropic drugs.And Emil has already collected the rest of the materials, and is pacing back and forth in the room excitedly and slightly anxiously.