Teller pushed open the door and walked in. Korsi slumped on the chair like a falling apart doll.
Teller looked at the person in front of him without any pity. He pulled his hair with his hand, raised his head, and poured half a bottle of Forgotten Water into his mouth.
She patted his face gently again, then sat on the seat opposite Kersi, waiting for him to slowly wake up from the blur of his dream.
With the potion poured in and the gentle patting, Keersi gradually forgot everything in the formation just now, but retained the fear deep in his heart and slowly opened his eyes.
At this moment, his eyes no longer had the sharpness they had just before, but were unusually hollow. He looked blankly at Teller in front of him but seemed to be unable to see the face of the person in front of him clearly.
Teller looked at Korsi's somewhat blurry face in front of him and smiled slightly. This state was exactly what they wanted.
"Korsi, we received intelligence that Iser is dead, what should we do next!"
Hearing Teller's words, Korsi seemed to have thought of something, smiled a little silly, and said in a daze.
"Inform...all groups...personnel to spread the news and guide the fog talks, and let...Osman Teller...come to bring this late tragedy...to a perfect end."
After saying that, he smiled a little blankly.
Listening to what Corsi said, Teller's eyes gradually became colder, and then he continued.
"Who specifically do we need to notify? Corsi"
"Bridger Bowles, Wilhelm Parkinson, Ilham Jeff..."
Teller silently took note of the names he mentioned, which should be the main force in their foggy conversation.
But now it will be the ultimate weapon that gives them a heavy blow.
"Does this matter need to be reported to that adult now?"
Terrell continued to guide Corsi, trying to get him to personally tell the name of the person behind him and to lock in the real target.
At this moment, Korsi seemed to be thinking about something in his chaotic mind. He wanted to say his name but was swallowed. He shook his head and slowly rolled his eyes up. The strange state lasted for half a minute as if he couldn't speak again.
Resisting the answer to the question.
But after a while, he returned to his dull look and spoke slowly.
"Lord Angus...already...knows the entire process of the plan, so there is no need to bother him anymore."
After hearing Corsi's words, Teller couldn't help but feel a little funny when he recalled his struggle just now.
The struggle was in vain, and he eventually revealed the person behind him. Presumably if he knew what he was saying now, he would probably feel how ridiculous his loyalty was in the face of reality.
"I understand, you should rest first, Korsi."
After Teller finished speaking, Korsi seemed to have been disconnected. He closed his eyes consciously, slowly lowered his head, and fell asleep again.
After sorting out the information obtained, Teller has already thought of specific countermeasures. To be precise, he has roughly guessed what the other party will do, but now that he has a more detailed list, it is easier to start.
Trail closed the door and walked into Wilson's office. At this moment, he saw through the glass of the office that Abbot was being tortured into the depths of his soul by the trial array.
He didn't pay much attention to the situation over there, but walked directly to Wilson and told him the information he had just received.
Wilson's eyes under his monocle are smiling
"So, how do you want me to cooperate with you?"
Teller smiled slightly
"The ward that Iser and I are in will be secretly sealed off tonight, and all intelligence sources will be blocked for fermentation.
Then let Corsi and Abt go in a reasonable way.
But remember to keep an eye on the people I just mentioned, after all, they are important human and material evidence."
Wilson listened to Trailer's words, and this arrangement was indeed reasonable, because doing so would not be the first shot fired by Wilson's official position, but would dig a hole for himself on the thorns, while spreading a lot of false news.
The killer himself has also been dug up, and there is evidence of direct murder.
What awaits above the thorns will be a great purge, and their power of gossip will be uprooted and the shell of hypocrisy will be shed.
He chuckled, not expecting the student in front of him to be so ruthless, and nodded slightly.
"No problem."
Not long after the main plan was discussed, the people in the judgment array were moved again, and Ai Rui pushed the door in again.
"Abt is already in the interrogation room."
Wilson looked at the person sitting down during the interrogation through the glass on the other side, and handed Terrell half a bottle of forgetfulness water. Terrell took the water and turned to look at Ari.
"Sorry to trouble you."
Ari was stunned for a moment. He didn't expect Trailer to say that, but he still replied.
"I am working for Professor Wilson, not you, and I advise you not to enter the trial array."
Terrell walked past Ari
"Thank you for reminding me, I will be careful."
After saying that, he walked out of the door again.
Ari looked back at the determined young man, but his eyes were a little moved.
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In the interrogation room, Abt sat slumped in a chair with his eyes closed and made no movement.
With the key information in hand, Teller wanted to interrogate Abt because when Abt and Corsi met, their behavior of trading college points gave Teller an idea of their relationship. p>
He still poured half a bottle of forgetfulness potion into Abt, and then tapped him twice to wake him up.
Abut also opened his tired eyes in a daze.
"Abut, why did you kill Iser."
"I...don't have the right to choose..."
"You don't need Corsi's points, but you are blinded by greed."
But when he heard Teller's words, Abt seemed to think of something again, and said with some fear and guilt
"He...knows...my past, I...have nothing to do."
Teller smiled slightly. Sure enough, their relationship originated from threats rather than interests.
"Your past??"
Teller then asked.
As the question was asked, Abt gritted his teeth and trembled his lips, trying to avoid answering, but slowly opened them
"I...killed...a lot of people. A lot of...bad...people. In order to...survive..."
As he spoke, he kept shaking his head and shaking, as if that memory reappeared in his memory at this moment.
Teller listened to what Abbot said and looked at the name without a surname on his student card, feeling a little funny.
Bad guy????
If the [World] sequence is absolutely insane in the eyes of the Chosen One.
Aren’t the ignorance and madness of common people in the eyes of nobles the same?
With a wry smile, Teller didn't want to continue asking, because the key information was in hand.
He has no interest in knowing about Abt's life, and continuing to ask will only make him feel unhappy and sad.
"I understand, you can rest now."
As soon as he finished speaking, Abut quickly fell into sleep as if running away.
At this moment, a cold and playful smile flashed in Taylor's eyes.
"A bad person? It seems like I'm not a good person, so it's understandable that I would be taken advantage of by a bad person. Don't you think so, Abt."