Xing Ze glanced at the wizards sitting down and asked with a smile: "I'm curious, what should you do if you want to go to the toilet?"
The man didn't reply. The liquid metal-like mask on his face kept changing, like a palette.
"Let's get to the point, young man. Our time is limited." He finally said, "Don't waste M's privileges."
"Okay, okay, I think M should tell you something." Xing Ze cleared his throat and said, "What should I call you?"
"A, just A.M told me that you found a traitor in the organization?"
"Yes." Xing Ze took out the letters from the ring and handed them over.
A took it and started reading it, although this action seemed a little strange to him.
About ten minutes later, he put down the letter and said: "You accused a senior member of the Key Hall of colluding with the church. And this traitor happens to be your superior, R. Do I understand you correctly?"
"That's right."
The man nodded, arranged the letters on the table, and then raised his hand. Soon, a wizard came forward and took away the letters.
"Button," A called, "give us all some wine, the best, don't treat us with water. As for this young gentleman, what would you like to have?"
A glint flashed in Xing Ze's eyes, thinking he knew I don't drink.
"Just soda."
"Okay, let's have another soda."
The goblins on the bar started to get busy, and a wizard got up and went to play a song on the jukebox.
"A Pot of Hot Love" sung by Celestine Warbeck, the brisk music makes people's tense hearts relax a lot.
"Celestina Warbeck." A introduced, "Do you know her?"
"Don't know much."
"This is really strange. She is quite famous in the British wizarding world, almost to the point of becoming a household name. But do you know? Her talent has almost been buried."
"I thought we didn't understand the time?" Xing Ze frowned in confusion.
A did not answer immediately, but was silent for a while, and then he said: "I have the final say on the amount of time. The world does not lack talents, but it lacks people who discover talents."
The topic seemed to be a bit off topic, but after careful consideration, Xing Ze seemed to understand something.
"You don't believe the evidence I provided."
"I believe." A replied, "The letter paper has the church's lacquer seal, which requires a special method to see. I have used these papers before, and I will never forget the feel of them."
As if to confirm what he said, the wizard who took the letter came over with a piece of letter paper. He possessed himself and whispered a few words in A's ear, and then put the letter paper on the table.
In the center of the letter paper, a red paint seal representing the church is particularly eye-catching.
"Then I understand." Xing Ze nodded.
"Tell me and listen." A crossed his arms and leaned back.
"You think R's value far outweighs his mistakes, and you think that with some punishment, he can still be used by you. As you said, he is a good horse, and you don't want to lose this horse that you finally dug out.
horse."
"I'm starting to believe what he said." A whispered to himself, the metal mask still changing.
"You are very smart, young man. Very few people can understand each other in such a short time."
"It's not that hard to guess." Xing Ze stepped aside so that the waiter could put the wine and soda on the table.
"He is indeed excellent." After the guests left, Xing Ze said, "But in my opinion, most of the things he has accomplished are worthy of question."
"for example?"
"For example, his performance mainly comes from the period when he worked with Benson. After Benson retired, his performance became less and less.
"You can say that he was transferred to internal affairs and spent more time processing documents and directing other people's actions. But please read the letter carefully, A. Most of the actions he directed were informed by the church in advance.
"Think about it again, what did he sell to get this information? Those church monks are not that easy to fool. And you, A, how long can you control this runaway horse?"
A uncrossed his hands and called a wizard over, and they started talking quietly.
Xing Ze's sensitive hearing allowed him to capture some fragments of their conversation.
"Go to...R's past information... and compare it with..."
Xing Ze picked up the cup and took a sip of soda water. He felt that he was sweating, maybe because of the temperature of the bar, or maybe because of the pressure of the person opposite.
That's right, even though Xing Ze couldn't see his face or distinguish his tone, he could still feel the terrible pressure coming from him.
It felt like a pair of invisible hands, pressing him firmly on the seat, and even trying to push him deeper.
A took a long breath and whispered: "You know R very well."
"We are colleagues."
"As far as I know." A questioned, "Your position is much lower than R, so you shouldn't be qualified to know this."
"I have my own way." Xing Ze replied, adjusting his posture so that he could be more hidden in the darkness.
But he soon discovered that this was in vain, because there was nowhere to hide where he was. Xing Ze understood that this was not only an investigation against R, but also against him.
Isn't it really that easy to fool? He sighed in his heart, but he cheered up. He took a breath and sat up straight.
"Do you know," A said, "how many secret keepers are there in the Key Hall?"
"With my position level, I am not qualified to understand this."
After a brief silence, A said: "Thirty, even counting those who have not yet received a code name. Do you know what this means?"
"Short staffed?"
"I like talking to smart people. As you said, we are severely understaffed. So, as leadership, we sometimes have to overlook the shortcomings of some of our people."
"Oh, that's good." Xing Ze laughed, forcing himself to keep up with the other person's rhythm under heavy pressure, "Does this mean I can also work with the church?"
There was another moment of silence.
"It depends on how much value you can bring, B."
Finally, we got to the point. Xing Ze raised his lips slightly, "Maybe I can help you find the missing piece. How much do you know about the Invisible Sect?"
"You think the fragment is in the hands of the Hidden Cult?"
"No, maybe it's in the Sabbat Order."
"Magic Banquet?" A's tone changed, and Xing Ze could feel it, "Oh, young man, don't think that you are close to the truth just because you have found something."
At this moment, the wizard who had just left came back. He walked quickly to A's side, leaned over and spoke.
This time, Xing Ze did not deliberately eavesdrop, because judging from the wizard's expression, what he just said should have been confirmed.
It should be confirmed, because most of the contents in those forged letters are related to the great achievements in R's resume, thanks to the information provided by Albert Shafiq.