Chapter 189: Sound Transmission Thousands of Miles
It has been more than a month since Mr. Dutch's funeral, and the Xianxiang Mansion has been very peaceful during this period.
Will would supervise the work in the brewery day and night, while Victor would always stay at home, not going out, pretending to be the butler and butler.
Ms. Pemis knew something in her heart and knew that Mr. Deacon was not a simple man, but after all, she was just a salaried maid and would not cause trouble to investigate Victor's true identity.
The weather was sunny today. Victor was sitting on the bed. He had just returned from his secret stay and opened his eyes.
Since rescuing Miss Writer, he has been careful to use the meditation method every time he entered the secret lodge, and has not rashly summoned Taoist temples.
Victor still has lingering fears about the mysterious Crimson King.
However, after escaping from Sullivan, the other party never appeared again, nor did he drag Victor into the weird black building again.
In this regard, Victor once analyzed a situation.
For example, Sullivan claimed that he was attending the "round table", and the mysterious man should be the owner of the round table.
He may have only locked his seat at the Round Table, so after Sullivan escaped, the Crimson King lost Victor's target?
This is the most likely because Victor connected him with his Taoist temple.
That pitch-black castle, like the Taoist temple, is a mysterious building that exists in a secret place.
If the round table attendance and the spiritual tablets recorded in Taoist temples are of the same nature...
According to the permissions given to Victor by the spirit tablet, Victor can see the location and surrounding information of all members recorded by the Taoist temple, and communicate with them. Therefore, he can also see who is around the members.
But this kind of intelligence control is fixed on the Taoist members, and their eyes will follow the movement of the other party.
Therefore, the other party was probably in the same situation. Victor was able to escape that night, which gave him a chance to survive.
call……
He let out a long breath, got up from the bed, and straightened his clothes.
"The ancestral spirit of the Valentine people has not yet appeared, and I accidentally provoked the Crimson King..."
Muttering to himself made him feel a little better.
At this time, Will came back from outside, with joy written all over his face.
He came back very early today, and Victor knew nothing about him during this time except the operation of the winery.
I don’t know what good things happened to me that made me so happy.
"Mr. Victor, can we talk if you have some time?"
"no problem……"
After meeting in the corridor, Will invited Victor into the study to chat.
As soon as he sat down, he couldn't hide his excitement and talked endlessly.
"It's like this. The work in the brewery is almost done. Because of Dr. Depp's license as a cover, we can blatantly provide him with 'medical alcohol'. The first batch of goods should be available immediately."
"It's indeed good news, but what next?" Victor looked at him with a smile, knowing that the other party must have more to say.
This kind of natural result would not make Will so happy.
"Also, do you remember the Huimin Chamber of Commerce?" Will picked up the teapot and poured a cup of hot tea for Victor.
Victor thought about it for a moment, then said oh and remembered.
Aren't they the same group of people who sat at the same table as Will at the senator's dinner?
Will snapped his fingers: "Yes, sir, that's them, but that organization is more influential than I thought. In addition to Rexton, they have also developed member institutions in other cities along the western coast.
We are all business people, sharing connections and resources with each other.”
When Victor heard this, he basically knew what Will wanted to do.
"Do you want to be one of them? I don't object to this, but don't forget who kicked you out of the house and made you lose face?"
The person he was talking about who drove Will away was Dilio, the short fat man who hid the Golden Wheel of Fortune tarot card.
Will was slightly embarrassed, but he quickly recovered: "It doesn't matter, sir, life will always face some painless setbacks. If we stop moving forward, we will only be inferior to others for the rest of our lives, so... this is a
Chance?"
"what chance?"
Will rubbed his hands and walked back and forth in front of Victor: "The Huimin Chamber of Commerce will recruit new members recently. I will find a way to get tickets for their banquet, and then..."
"It's up to you!" Victor stretched, "As long as it doesn't violate the agreement between us, you can decide whether to join them or not."
Putting down his hands, under Will's excited gaze, Victor added: "Remember your job responsibilities, Mr. Will, and ask for more information for me at social events, anything is fine."
Will thought that the boss was using the work of the Inspection Bureau, so he nodded cautiously.
Just when the two were almost discussing, Victor suddenly heard a strange call in his mind.
"Agent No. 99... please go to the third floor of the Anti-Suppression Department. I have something to talk to you about."
The sound was so weird that Victor squatted in mid-air with his hand holding the water glass, and everyone was stunned.
"Boss?" Will called Victor several times before the latter came back to his senses.
"Sorry, I have to go out for a while, just remember what I said!"
Leaving behind an instruction, Victor changed into his going-out clothes, hurriedly drove his carriage and left the Xianxiang Mansion.
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Ever since he got his own carriage and hitched a ride on the black horse, Victor would generally not drive himself except to cover up others' misunderstandings.
He was not sure who the source of the voice in his mind was, so he tried his best to hide his identity carefully, parked the carriage next to the fixed horse hitch outside the anti-suppression department, and entered the building through the side door.
When he cautiously arrived on the third floor, he first sneaked to the counter to talk to Miss Charlotte.
"Hey! The minister is back and waiting for you in the office!"
This was the first thing Charti said when she saw Victor.
Uncharacteristically, she was very upright in both her dress and posture, and her expression was very serious. She did not have the tendency to flirt with Victor when she saw him like she did in the past.
Victor frowned, thinking that the ability that was like "transmitting sounds from thousands of miles" just now was the minister?
The minister wants to see me...
Thinking of this, instead of being excited, Victor felt a little wary.
He could probably guess what the minister would ask when he saw him.
Like what happened with Salivan Muhe.
Victor originally did not want to be too ostentatious. He wanted to keep a low profile in the Anti-Suppression Department, so he had already planned this and put all the main credit for the siege and suppression of Saliwan on the Holy Church.
So, he nodded to Miss Sharti and walked straight to the minister's office.
For a long time before, the door of that room was always closed.
But today, the door was open, and it was obvious that there was someone inside.
Before he even got close to the door, Victor heard someone talking.
One of the people spoke very fast and brought up a lot of topics. Victor recognized this voice. It was Gan Vanino from the church, with a big bald head.
"Yes, I am very optimistic about this newcomer. Not only did he see through Sullivan's scheme and find the opponent's true identity, he also arranged a plan that successfully delayed the time, so that we could arrive in time to encircle Sullivan."
"It's just... In the end, everyone was put under a 'hypnotic spell' by Sullivan, which led to the failure of the operation... But this is not his fault. It was caused by our Holy Church's wrong intelligence on Sullivan."
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Gan was facing someone inside, trying his best to say good things for Victor, as if he wanted to put all the credit on his head.
While Victor was listening outside, his whole face turned gloomy.
