My name is Ren

Chapter 624 If the trap hadn't hung you in the air, you would never know you were in the trap

"Honey, you look very irritable." Tutat's wife looked at her husband who kept walking back and forth, and couldn't help asking, "Is it a matter of work?"

Tutat raised his head abruptly, and looked at his wife with bloodshot eyes. The ferocious and distorted expression on his face made his wife startled.He moved his lips nervously, but without making the slightest sound, he walked back and forth in the room with his head down.

He is really going crazy!

When Salkomo was interrogated at night, he almost used all the terrible punishments he thought, but he still couldn't open Salkomo's mouth. The old man fainted from the pain again, and the interrogation ended hastily.Like Salcomo said, he didn't dare kill the old thing, not at all.Killing Salcomo is tantamount to helping Ren to cover up some of his secret affairs, and at the same time he will be the one who will eventually take the blame.

The most important thing is that not only His Excellency the Chief and Her Majesty Queen Pars will not protect him, but Ren will also try his best to solve him.

He now regrets taking this task a bit. He thought that dealing with a businessman in his capacity would be easy, but he didn't expect Salcomo to be so difficult, and it was beyond everyone's expectations.Even His Excellency the Chief seems to have a hint of regret lingering in his tone, he must also feel that this matter has become difficult.

People have been offended. If there is not enough evidence to convict Salcomo and Rennes, then he will die.Not only him, but his family, his family, are all dead!

But the problem now is that Salkomo would rather die than open his mouth. He has no way to deal with this old thing who doesn't eat hard and soft.

Moreover, the problem this time is of a completely different nature from those in the past.Neither Salcomo himself nor Rennes are small characters. They all represent great power. To convict them, they must come up with real evidence.Otherwise, with his many years of work experience, it would be enough to just fabricate some evidence.

But it won't work this time, without real evidence, it is absolutely impossible to overthrow a party leader, a golden aristocrat.

He kicked the sofa over, turned his head to look at his wife, and took as deep a breath as possible to calm himself down, "Go, pack up your things, and leave the imperial capital immediately with the children. Isn't your hometown in the south? Take the children immediately Go hide in your hometown."

His wife was taken aback, with an unbelievable expression on her face, "Why are you leaving, why are you leaving now? Has the situation gotten so bad?" She knew what her husband was doing, and she also responded to the question. I have been very worried.

Political strife is never a joke, and people may die anytime, anywhere.The higher the level of struggle, the crueler the fate of the loser.Look at those great nobles who were once famous in the imperial capital, how many of them can keep their lives after losing the political struggle?

No!

After all the big nobles failed, their families became dust. On the contrary, the struggle between those small families could still end with a handshake.

Although reluctant to admit it, Tutat nodded, "Yes, it's more troublesome than you imagined."

Ren must have known what happened in the imperial capital, so he will definitely come back as soon as possible.He also knew that Queen Pars had changed the guard of the Iron Wall Gate, but he didn't think he could withstand Rennes, because behind the Iron Wall Gate was Ortrenburg.

No one has ever dared to underestimate Ortrenburg, especially Ortrenburg after it was changed because of Rennes.All they need is an order from Rennes, and they dare to attack the Iron Wall from both inside and outside.It seems that Queen Pars's replacement of the guard of the Iron Wall is a very wonderful move, but in fact this is definitely the most stupid move.It is precisely because of this move that the conflict between Rennes and the royal family will be intensified.

But it's too late to say anything now, because the script has escaped "their" control and is heading in an unknown direction.

Tutat's wife also understood the seriousness of the matter, and immediately started packing things. The two children, one boy and one girl, stood aside and rubbed their eyes, watching the bandaged father walking around and packing up inexplicably. Clothes for the mother of finances.

They may be able to realize something, or they may not know what kind of changes are taking place in this family that is envied and envied by outsiders.

Early the next morning, a carriage left quickly from the Golden Ring area, heading south without looking back.

Tutat tidied himself up well. As soon as he arrived outside the gate of the General Tax Administration, he saw several nobles gathered around and looked at him.He nodded subconsciously to show his respect, but the other party's indifferent attitude made his scalp numb slightly.He looked at those people from time to time, walked into the General Administration of Taxation, and couldn't help but glance at the group of people outside the door when he was in the hall.

"Who are they?" Tutat stopped a staff member in the lobby, and raised his chin towards the door, "Standing here early in the morning?"

The staff knew Tutat. There were three deputy heads of the State Administration of Taxation, and Tutat was the most popular among them.The young staff immediately bowed and said hello, before answering Tutat's question, "They are members of the Presbyterian Church."

"The Presbyterian Church?" Tutat nodded to signal the young man to leave, and he went up to his office on the second floor in a daze.

He casually threw the bag he was carrying on the table, took off the windbreaker and hung it on the hanger. When he walked behind the table and was about to sit down, he suddenly paused, walked to the window, and looked at the group of nobles at the gate of the General Administration of Taxation. .

The Presbyterian Church is a very painful organization. Even though these old things have no power, their sons and grandsons are still the patriarchs and heads of the families.Queen Pars took away their authority, and as a result, this group of guys rampaged more unscrupulously in the imperial capital.In the past, they may have to take into account their face and the compromise of interests, so they have the choice of what to do or not to do.

But now, there is nothing they dare not reach out for.

Patting his cheeks, Tutat sat back at the table, opened the document that he had read countless times, and re-read it from the first line very carefully.These are all information about Salcomo, and he needs to find a breakthrough point from them. Although he has found nothing for half a month, he still needs to do so.Maybe with a flash of inspiration, he could discover something that he had overlooked in the past.

The document is very long, and what can be confirmed so far is that Salcomo's family history is far from being as fair as people know. He used many small means to force some businessmen to pay him a lot of money because they could not conduct transactions according to the contract. So much wealth that these merchants went bankrupt.These things are indeed enough to toss those ordinary businessmen, but they are still lacking in dealing with Salcomo.

Including the tax certificates he paid in Alexandria, a lot of them were really taken out.

This is an old and cunning person. From his past deeds, there is almost no reason to attack him.

Even the history that was most likely to become a weapon was covered up by the pardon issued by Queen Pars herself.

The damn guy!
Before he knew it, it was noon, and when it was almost eleven o'clock, there was a knock on the door of his office.

"Come in!", he rubbed his temples and leaned back on the chair, relieving the exhaustion from overworking his brain all morning.

A young clerk stood respectfully outside the door, bowed slightly and saluted, "Your Excellency, the Deputy Chief, please go there now."

Tutat nodded, "I see, I'll go now."

He tidied up all the scattered documents on the table, piled them together, and immediately got up and walked towards the third floor, thinking about how to break the current situation while walking.He even considered whether to use Salcomo's family to threaten this old thing. It's really disgraceful to do so, but if it really comes to the last step, he has to do it.

Pushing open the chief's office door, he was slightly taken aback by the few people who came into his eyes. These people were the people from the Presbyterian Church who had gathered outside the door in the morning.He nodded again, bowed slightly, and walked in.

The head of the General Administration of Taxation is a middle-aged male in his forties. He has all the characteristics of a middle-aged Desi male, exuding a mellow masculine charm from top to bottom.He looked at Tutat and raised his hand to introduce him, "These are members of the Presbyterian Church. They came to our Taxation Bureau this time because someone reported that we violated the regulations of the nobility. And here, it involves Here you go."

As he spoke, he looked at the nobles of the Presbyterian Church, "This is Deputy Chief Tutat. If you have any questions, you can ask him directly."

"Your Excellency, Deputy Minister Tutat, someone reported that you violated the regulations on the immunity of nobles in the nobles' regulations. Is it true?"

What are you riding on?
Tutat had been using his brain all morning, and now his brain was aching, and he couldn't understand what the other party said.But in the next second, his eyes suddenly widened, and he realized that the counterattack from the Rennes Group had arrived!

He immediately shook his head and insisted: "There is no such thing, no matter what the case-handling process is, there are records, but I have always strictly demanded myself to abide by the legal system of the empire, and have never done anything beyond my personal authority." things."

"But now someone reports that you ignored Baron Salcomo's statement of immunity and used very harsh means to physically hurt him. Do you admit it?"

Tutat's face is so ugly that someone is dead at home, I admit you are paralyzed!

(End of this chapter)