The cruise ship departing from the tentative seaport of Yotun sails in the southern waters. It will carry nearly 2,000 passengers from the western continent to the eastern mainland along the southern island chain.
All passenger ships and cargo ships of small freight companies will not take the risk of crossing the Sea of Tranquility in a straight line.
For the sake of safety, most ships will choose to sail to the southern sea along the southern island chain close to the red land. After bypassing the Quiet Sea, they will then head northeast to the Indong Continent, which takes more than twice the time of a straight line.
In exchange for a safe journey.
Most of that island chain is the colonial port of the Western Continent countries, rich in rubber, coffee beans, tobacco and other strategic materials or luxury goods. However, due to the eight years of war, most of the colonial ports were controlled by the Greybean Empire.
Occupied.
A banquet for the upper class was being held in the VIP restaurant of the cruise ship, with bright lights and lively singing and dancing.
William Marshall, who had already eaten, stood on the deck to enjoy the breeze and escaped from the noisy place.
In his hand he held a page of the translated telegram he had just received, which was sent from Renekton through the signal tower.
The cool and elegant Amanda walked towards him from the wind, with resentment on her face.
"My lady, why do you look so sad all day long?"
William collected the letter and looked at his assistant.
Amanda also leaned against the railing and took a deep breath in the night before speaking.
"Why are you leaving in such a hurry? Don't you think the empire's decision is abnormal?"
"Abnormal? How abnormal?" William shrugged and didn't care.
"There must be a conspiracy behind this." Amanda seemed a little encouraged, "Have you seen what Yodon is like now? Countless people are living in dire straits, and all of this was caused by the damn Blackwater disaster."
After hearing this, William looked at the other party with deep meaning: "You are still so concerned about your motherland... But in the final analysis, this has nothing to do with the United States. We are the Defense and Suppression Department of the Renekton Inspection Bureau, not the Velen Inspection Bureau."
Amanda was speechless after hearing this, but her temper was still there and she was full of dissatisfaction.
William knew that Amanda's hometown was in the Greybean Empire. Maybe she thought that going to Renekton was just for work, and her heart was still focused on her hometown.
"I received a telegram, do you want to read it?"
William said, taking out the letter he had just collected and handing it to Amanda.
The latter picked it up, glanced at it roughly by the light of the deck hanging lamp, and immediately frowned.
"If the person on the wanted warrant really shows up, I should immediately arrange for manpower to hunt him down. What do you think?"
Listening to William's words, Amanda's eyes kept shaking.
Instead, her mind was not on the content of the letter, but on the new agent who provided the information.
"Victor Damon, it was he who provided the clues to the Blackwater Disaster, right?"
Amanda asked her minister.
William nodded and yawned into the wind, as if his secret transmission ability was about to activate again.
"It was the Valentine people who held a ceremony across the sea, and then caused the Blackwater Disaster... Do you think this is credible?" Amanda's eyes flashed with fierceness.
William remained silent, just turned his head and looked at her quietly.
"Is it possible that this Victor is lying? Since there are people on both sides of the continent conspiring to communicate, even if the woman is not a real criminal, is this Victor... possible..."
In the past few days, Amanda had seen enough of the suffering of the citizens in the disaster city who had lost their loved ones and everything, and it was difficult to accept the empire's move to pass the blame.
In her heart, she was eager to catch the real murderer, and she didn't trust this new detective at all.
Because of the recruitment system of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression, it is too easy to attract some foresights with their own agendas.
I don’t know why, but this recruitment loophole was never perfected when the Anti-Suppression Department was first established. Successive ministers seemed to think that they could perfectly control all elite investigators.
"No need to be too hasty..."
Like all ministers in the past, William was unfazed by changes.
"Don't think too much. We will always know whether he lied. Now... we can deal with the wanted criminal first..."
As he spoke, William kept yawning, left the deck, and walked towards the cabin.
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At this time in Storm Villa, Siqin, who was immersed in false dreams, still couldn't wake up.
And in his sunny dream, Victor was like an evil god whispering in his ears, constantly bewitching the ignorant "Daqi".
Although it is not clear whether this is effective, for Victor who breaks into other people's dreams, this is the only thing he can do.
"Daqi" originally came here with a longing mentality to find his brother and Shasa.
He held the book, hoping to take this as an opportunity to communicate with his most respected brother and his wife.
However, for some reason, some strange idea suddenly appeared in his mind, constantly confusing him, allowing him to recognize his true inner thoughts and regain the woman he admired.
Dutch didn't know that it was Victor who was inciting him in his ears, thinking that it was his thoughts, so he hesitated a little, with a very troubled expression on his face.
"Hey, Dutch, are you here?" Mrs. Shasa raised her face with a smile like a flower, like a bright red embellishment on the spring day.
Xiqin opened his eyes, looked at his "brother", and patted the grass beside him to make a place for him.
This family loves each other, it was such a beautiful scene, but now it is a little different.
In "Daqi's" mind, there was a constant thought of letting him take back everything, so that when he walked in front of Siqin and Shasa, his face was troubled and he could not speak.
"What's wrong? Brother?" Siqin still leaned on Shasa's lap and looked up at Dutch.
Dutch opened his mouth, originally wanting to say hello to Siqin, but for some reason, the words that came out of his mouth were exactly what the voice in his head wanted him to say.
"I...I've had enough..."
Such an inexplicable passage stunned both Siqin and Shasa.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! "Daqi" seems to be out of control, and gradually reveals his inner "real" thoughts.
"I said I've had enough... Your happiness makes me feel painful. Why do you ask me to love you? Siqin? What has this family left for me?"
After hearing this, Xiqin immediately stood up, put his hands on Dutch's shoulders, and looked at him.
"What's wrong with you? Why do you say such things? Does it embarrass you to be born into a Berkeley family?"
"Isn't it?" Dutch's expression gradually became distorted, "You are the heir, and you have the love of your father, mother and everyone! Including the love of Shasa, the family has regarded you as the heir from the beginning.
Cultivate, you have all the resources and opportunities, and I...I will always be the child who is not loved..."
"They will not let me receive the best education. They have told me since I was a child that I must protect you no matter what I do, for the sake of your reputation! Look at this hill, this house, and those servants, they are all
What's yours is only yours. If one day you want me to leave this home, I will have nothing..."
"I'm just your foil and your tool, Siqin, I've had enough!"
Before Siqin could speak, Shasa suddenly scolded him angrily: "Stop talking, do you know what you are doing? We have never treated you as a tool, you are our family!"
"But I love you, Zsa!" When Dutch shouted this sentence, he was stunned.
"Oh no... when did I fall in love with you... why did I..." Dutch felt the voice in his head and screamed as if he was about to explode.
"No...no, something's wrong..."
He yelled wildly and pointed at Siqin.
"You are not Siqin... you are not Shasa... I... I am not Daqi either!"
As soon as he finished speaking, Siqin's eyes suddenly widened, as if he remembered something, he rushed forward and grabbed Daqi's arm.
"Stop talking! Stop talking! It's all true! It's all true! I need a Berkeley family like this!"