This document records everything about himself and White in the military academy, and how he used all means to enter the Valencia government, and finally crawled into this old man's bed. None of these are important. The most important thing is that this
The document also contained everything he and White had done secretly.
Who is investigating himself? How did he send this thing to Karl's study?
Seeing Karl looking towards him weakly, Solo slowly walked over with the document in hand.
Handing the document to Karl without changing his expression, Solo asked calmly, "Prime Minister, who gave you this document?"
Karl opened the file tremblingly. He struggled to read what was written on it, and asked with all his strength, "Is the above... true..."
Solo pretended not to understand, "Prime Minister, what are you talking about?"
"look by youself……"
Solo took the document, looked at it a few times, and then asked, "Prime Minister, who gave you this?"
Karl's face turned pale, "I'm asking you if it's true..."
Zoro said in a more serious tone, "First tell me who gave it to you."
Karl looked at Solo looking at him with burning eyes, unwilling to be outdone, "Answer my question first..."
Solo suddenly put down the document, looked at the doctor and said, "Get out."
The doctor was a little embarrassed, "But..."
Karl's eyes were a little frightened, "Don't leave..."
The doctor was in a dilemma. He looked at Carl and then at Solo, "I..."
Solo's voice was cold and gloomy, "The Prime Minister is ill and confused. You wait at the door. I will call you later."
"yes."
Karl watched the doctor go out, the panic in his eyes deepened.
Solo stood up and looked down at Karl with cold eyes, "Then Prime Minister, you can tell me now who gave you these things. I promise not to tell anyone."
"Are these things... real..."
Karl seemed not to understand, moving his mouth and kept asking this question.
Zoro smiled coldly, "So what if it's true? So what if it's fake?"
"Who are you? What do you want to do?"
Solo spread his hands and said innocently, "Prime Minister, what are you talking about? I am Solo, your secretary and your lover. Now, I have answered your question, it is your turn to answer mine.
"Yes," Solo bent down slightly, his eyes like a cold dagger, "Who gave you this document."
"..."
"You don't mean to tell me that you don't know, do you?"
Karl held his breath and his face turned red, but he never made a sound.
"If you don't want to tell me, let me guess." Zoro put his chin in his hand and pretended to think, "It must be Admiral Isildar."
Karl's breathing suddenly became rapid, he held the armrests of the sofa with both hands, and his small eyes widened.
"Sure enough, I guessed it right," Zoro smiled contemptuously, "Looking at how nervous you are, don't worry, I won't do anything."
Karl wriggled his lips and murmured, "Are the things above real? Are you and White related..."
Solo walked slowly to the desk, stretched out his hand to touch the luxurious desk, with a sad face, "Prime Minister, I have been with you for three years and gave you everything just to be with you. But you would rather
It really chills me to believe that even an outsider doesn’t believe me..."
Karl stared at Solo's back with gloomy eyes.
"Well, since you want to know so much, I'll tell you."
Solo turned around and looked at Karl with a particularly charming smile, "Yes, everything mentioned above is true."
Karl was so angry that he couldn't breathe, and he covered his heart, "What he said is indeed right...it turns out that everything you did was for yourself and that man..."
"So what," Zoro raised his chin and looked at the old guy in front of him, with a look of disgust in his eyes, "Do you think I will really fall in love with you, this old guy? You are greedy for money, lustful, narrow-minded, and full of disgust in your mind.
I only think about those dirty and obscene things. If it weren’t for you being useful, how could I sleep with someone like you?”
"you you……"
Karl pointed at Solo. His fingers were trembling, but he couldn't squeeze out a word for a long time. His face turned the color of pig's liver due to the surge of energy and blood.
Solo's eyes were cold, and he pretended to be kind and said, "Prime Minister, please calm down first and don't get too excited. If you are so angry that you die now, I will be very embarrassed. After all, you are still useful now."
Karl withdrew his hand, leaned on the sofa unable to move, and opened his mouth weakly, "What do you want..."
"As long as you write a written document and inform the people of the country that your physical condition is no longer suitable to govern, just leave the exercise of the power of prime minister to me."
Karl gritted his teeth and said, "It's impossible..."
Solo was not angry when he was rejected by Karl. He smiled brightly and said, "Okay, you don't have to give it. Anyway, you won't live long. When you die, the whole Valencia will naturally belong to me.
"
"What do you mean……"
Hearing what the other party said, Karl thought he had heard wrong. Although his body was not as good as before, it would not be a problem to live another one or twenty years. Besides, he had checked his body some time ago, and the doctor did not
He said there was something terribly wrong with him, how could he...
As if he had read Karl's thoughts, Solo shook his slender fingers, "Prime Minister, you don't really think you can live for a long time, do you? Do you really think you are still going strong?" Youyou curled his lips, and he smiled.
It is particularly insidious, "Many organs in your body have already failed. Now you are completely relying on drugs to maintain your life. You will not survive this autumn at most."
"How can it be……"
Solo's answer was like a thunderbolt from the clear sky, shaking Carl's whole body to a standstill.
Perhaps it was a psychological effect, but Carl felt a surge of blood in his chest. He coughed violently and spit out a large mouthful of blood.
"!"
Karl stared at the vomited blood in horror, "How could this happen... How could this happen..." He suddenly sat up from the sofa, "It must be you, it must be you, a goblin..."
"you……"
Karl was so angry that he was so stiff that he couldn't move. He looked straight at Solo and was speechless for a while.
"Me? What's wrong with me?"
"Someone...come..."
"Dear Prime Minister, stop screaming. No one will come to save you without my order." Solo stretched out his hand and laid Karl down on the sofa. "Prime Minister, you are already very tired. Please rest first."
Karl looked at the current situation and had no choice but to confront Solo head-on. He could only let the other party go and wait until he had the chance to find a way to escape.
