Two trucks passed by a steel mill near the slums, and there was a loud sound of machinery operating inside.
Dempsey looked at this hellish place where he had to work more than twelve hours a day, and squeezed him day and night at the worst time, and he was fascinated.
Just over ten minutes ago, the three of them, friends who had known each other for many years, were drinking wine happily, but in the blink of an eye, they were already sitting in the car heading to the capital Lezein.
Nord had basically recovered and looked at the smiling Fletcher with fear.
"Can you tell me what this is all about?" Although Verak knew everything, he still wanted to keep asking questions so as not to make Fletcher suspicious.
"Ten minutes have passed, and you finally remembered to ask me why I took you to Lezein. I thought you really planned to live a life of glory and wealth." Fletcher laughed and got to the point.
: "Do you know the Thomas family?"
Several people looked at each other.
"The Thomas family runs the largest gramophone company and record company in the Republic of Bresci. And I am Fletcher, the butler of the Thomas family." Fletcher, the butler, said, "Chris, the only son of our boss, Mr. Carmine,
, died unexpectedly while having sex with a singer under the company a few days ago..."
Nord raised his eyebrows slightly.
Fletcher saw this and continued to speak slowly: "This matter has become a big scandal and a laughing stock, which makes the Thomas family unable to raise its head in the capital, so we found you pretending to be Chris and let this matter become a rumor. We must not
Influenced the marriage between Mr. Carmine’s eldest daughter Kellerman and the Fein family.”
Verak listened carefully, but in his heart he sneered at Fletcher's remarks.
In fact, Thomas Cleese did not die from such stupid things that were bound to be published in the entertainment pages of newspapers. This was just childish rhetoric specifically designed to deceive his puppet.
Fletcher deceived him in the same way in his previous life, and he didn't know the truth until he was designed to die unexpectedly.
In fact, Chris is a core member of an organization that attempts to overthrow the new government of the Bresci Republic. He uses his position in the family business to provide various assistance to the rebel army, which greatly promotes its activity in the capital Lezein.
Spend.
A few days ago, Chris was accidentally exposed and was arrested by government forces. When he was desperate, he chose to drink a bullet and commit suicide. Although the government forces did not find anything from his body that could prove his identity, Chris was not an unknown person.
Identity comes sooner or later.
Once there are clues, the Thomas family will definitely be targeted by the sensitive government.
And once Chris's identity is confirmed, this iron-blooded government that has just been established is bound to use vigorous and ruthless methods to bring down the prosperous Thomas family overnight.
Therefore, when Carmine learned immediately that something had happened to Chris and that the family business would be dragged into the abyss, he immediately began to prepare a solution.
This is how the butler Fletcher went to the small border town of Tswold to find Verak, who looked almost exactly like Chris.
Now, Verak has become the key to saving the Thomas family.
"I think you will be very confused as to why I asked you to impersonate Chris." Fletcher, the butler, took out a photo of Chris and handed it to Verak.
Verak took it and inspected it with Nord and Dempsey.
The person in the photo looks exactly the same as Verak, with black hair and blue eyes, piercing eyes, and deep facial features. Apart from the luxurious clothing and different temperament, there is no other difference at all.
"Oh my god..." Nord and Dempsey murmured in unison.
Verak's eyes widened and his mouth opened slightly.
Fletcher had long expected their expressions like this. He squinted his eyes and gave them some time to digest the information, and then continued: "After arriving in Lezein, you will pretend to be Chris who has not had any accidents.
Attend some important occasions and break the rumors. If it succeeds, you can continue to enjoy a wealthy and honorable life as Chris in Lezein. If it fails... I will personally throw the three of you bodies into the sewer and feed them to the rats.
.”
When making the final threat, Fletcher deliberately spoke every word, causing Nord and Dempsey to tremble in unison.
"Understood." Verak nodded worriedly.
Fletcher took note of Verak's relatively calm performance: "We are expected to arrive in Lezein at seven o'clock tomorrow evening, and there will be a dinner party at the Thomas family's house at eight o'clock the day after tomorrow. Many celebrities will be there by then, and you will
Make your debut at this dinner to break the rumors as Chris."
"Isn't it too urgent?" Dempsey shook his head and said, "It's only less than two days, so how can Verak pretend to be so good in front of so many people?"
Seeing Dempsey interrupting indiscriminately, Verak was worried that he would offend the moody butler, so he stopped him and asked himself: "Why can't we wait any longer?"
"Because there is no time, we cannot let the rumors continue to ferment." Fletcher explained.
Fletcher's words were half true and half false. Although they had nothing to do with the rumors, time was indeed running out.
The government's security department is still searching for Chris's identity, and it won't be long before suspicions are cast on the Thomas family. When they start investigating, they think of forgery, and it won't be so easy to get away with it.
The safest way is to let Verak appear on the scene in advance before they have any doubts, so as to nip in the cradle any idea that the government may have that is not beneficial to the Thomas family.
"Okay." Verak agreed.
"So you need to make good use of your time." Fletcher looked at Verak and took out a booklet. "It contains all the people you may come into contact with next, as well as the corresponding information. You need to get there before we arrive in Lezein
, write down the contents verbatim."
Nord, who was even more nervous than Verak, quickly asked: "Isn't there a banquet the day after tomorrow? Why do we have to remember it before arriving at Lezein?"
It had just rained today and it was quite cold late at night. Fletcher put on his top hat and still looked at Verak: "I hope you won't be like your friends and be so stupid as to think that you will write down what you will come into contact with next.
You can pretend to be Chris so that no one will be suspicious. There are still a lot of things you need to prepare in these two days, so hurry up and get started."
"How can it be possible to memorize so much content in the booklet in one day..." Nord knew there was no need to rush, but he still couldn't suppress his anxiety and said worriedly to Dempsey.
"I have no choice but to look at Verak." Dempsey sighed.
Fletcher looked at the two people who were in a mess, full of disdain, but he looked at Verak who was sitting in the middle and calmly flipping through the booklet.