old dream

Chapter 189 Confrontation and Assassination
It is to avoid this situation that time-sensitive materials are not eavesdropped.

Because it will be easy to bump into people, after all, the information says the same time and place.

But I didn't expect it to be Heine.

He is in charge of the report room, and should be the person who encrypted the report.

So, is Heine here tonight because of an order from the seminary, or because of his personal plan?
Colin took two steps back and fell silent.It hasn't been treated with pure salt yet, so he should be able to sense the surging spiritual essence staying on his body.

A few years ago, it was he who personally tested his potential and came up with an "extremely bad" evaluation.

Heine was obviously a little shocked, but to a limited extent, it was just a kind of shock that the conjecture had been verified.He is a staff member of the seminary, and he always has a bookish air that is out of society.But now he didn't ask any stupid questions like "Why are you here?" or "Why did you become a superhuman".

Because the facts are already very obvious.

"How long?"

After calming down, Heine asked briefly.

"Six years ago, from day one of seminary," Colin said.

"Is it because of Mr. Craigie's research...?"

"No, it's my own plan."

"...How did you do it?"

Heine blamed himself, looking puzzled, as if Colin would become like this because of his mistake.

But Colin didn't answer, the question didn't matter.

He noticed that Heine wasn't too surprised that he became a superhuman.It seems that the potential test back then was tricky.

"You have been suspicious of me for a long time?"

"No, just to try." Heine said:

"Because before tonight, no one was sure that the eavesdroppers really existed."

Because of the two improved jalan witchcraft mentioned by the dean, Heine began to try to find the hypothetical eavesdropper.He sent some red letters, fabricated false recipients, and mixed false information into the ciphertext for induction.

For example, fabricating the location of certain important and valuable materials and stating that they are not protected.It seems that if you pick it up and take it home, you can reap benefits that no one can refuse.

But the other party was very cautious and never took the bait, and the cost of sending fake red letters was too high.

So he began to frequently ambush the locations that appeared in the intelligence, but he returned empty-handed for a month.Originally, he had given up on this approach, and he might not necessarily act once a week.

Until he saw that report on the race riots.

This information is related to the safety of the Sincilians.Then if Colin is the eavesdropper, maybe he will appear here?

This was just an intuitive guess and attempt. Even before he actually saw Colin, Heine hadn't figured out the logic behind this unfounded guess.

Heine has always deliberately not doubted Colin, but he can't help but doubt Colin.

He subconsciously assumed that Colin was the target, because in his intuition, if there were eavesdroppers, then Colin was probably the only one in the newsroom who could do such a thing.

Even if Colin can't do it, there is Craigie behind him.

"So, the person who analyzed and improved the two Jalan rituals is actually the teacher?" Heine asked in a murmur.

It turned out that the buried genius in their imagination was actually the long-established generalist, the hero of Cincilia.

"Yes."

Ke Lin answered along, concealing Ji Lian's existence.

"Then how are you going to deal with this matter." Colin asked, "Report me to the higher authorities?"

"..." Heine hesitated:
"Your actions are very covert, and there is still time to turn around, because no one else knows what you are doing. If you can stop in the future..."

"impossible."

I can't stop, because whether it is improving the cracking ceremony or Ji Lian's treatment, the accumulation of data has not been completed.

Colin said:
"Actually, you shouldn't have come to check on me. It's just out of respect for you and to make you feel better. It's a pity that you know about it now, but I never intend to change my behavior."

"Then I can only let you leave the seminary room." Heine said.
"Leave in what name?" Colin asked:

"Stealing secrets? But what would the big shots above think? The person you desperately guaranteed to come in back then, just eavesdropped on it under your nose for six years?"

"I can find other reasons at any time. There are many people who want you to leave long ago."

No matter how good a job is, there are stains.For example, your gang background, for example, your Sincilian identity.

"..."

Hearing these words, Colin lowered his head and laughed.He didn't make any sound, and laughed a little lonely:
"Heine, it seems that you haven't figured out the situation yet."

As if advising a friend which stock to choose, Ke Lin slowed down and introduced slowly:

"Now, I have materials accumulated over the past six years, piled up like a hill. They can all be used as incriminating evidence, which is a bit shocking. If you want to force me to leave the newspaper room, then I can definitely hand them over to the seminary. I'll denounce myself and I'll denounce you, and you're bound to be fucked, but it's more than that. Because people will also think of your beloved Craigie through us. I don't know what he's had before I am wronged, but this time I can completely settle down, and anyone will think in the worst direction because of this."

Craigie's final reputation will also suffer.

"Or, let me tell you what to do at this time."

Colin is far more familiar with dealing with this kind of thing than Heine, he said:

"There are only two options here. Either pretend you didn't see anything, or just kill me here. There is no third way out, Heine."

Colin didn't know what strength Heine was in.

Or maybe this duel has nothing to do with strength.

Although Heine has extraordinary talent, he has been pursuing a more secure life route.When I was a student, I followed Craigie wholeheartedly. After graduation, I entered the seminary and worked in an important but very closed newspaper office.So most of the time, he only dealt with people in the ivory tower.

Going to the black market to buy redstone from Luca for Craigie was probably the only time he crossed the line in his life.

A "skilled person" who has never fought with anyone.

So in the face of Ke Lin's aggressive and aggressive attitude, Heine was at a loss for a while.

Because he didn't know what decision he would make under pressure, Colin quietly clenched the dagger in his hand, preparing for the possible attack that would come next.

But after a long time, Heine said.

"Mr. Craigie...does he know about this?"

"Of course. Although it's my fault, it's also related to him." Colin said:

"Otherwise, he wouldn't be able to improve those two Jalan witchcrafts."

Heine seemed relieved to be spared a confrontation with Colin.I don't know if it's because I'm afraid of fighting to the death, or because I don't have to face Ke Lin's sword:
"Then I respect the teacher's idea."

"Afterwards, I will ask him personally. If you all need these materials, and he really thinks that it would be better for you to just become a Transcendent." Heine said:

"Keep it that way, because I don't think he can make a mistake."

"it is good."

Colin smiled and said:
"Then let's see you tomorrow morning at the newspaper room."

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From Heine's last words, Colin heard something.

"Just let you become a superhuman" means that this matter requires Craigie's consent.

Everything came to light, probably because of his intervention, Heine revised the results of the potential test back then.

but why?
Just because of that damn Cincilian idea?

Maybe I could have entered the extraordinary hall through the right path, grown more systematically in a legal organization, and got in touch with those precious materials openly, without having to bear so many shady identities and sins.

In that way, I will embark on another completely different life path.Not to mention how successful he is, at least he won't be a ghost or a ghost, and he will always be frightened.

But all this was due to Craigie's stubborn prejudice, an old superstition that could not be explained, and it all disappeared.

Craigie is not prejudiced against all superhumans, because his most beloved student, Heine, has become a superhuman.

Colin thought to himself:

So he's just biased against me.

Or it was himself he was afraid of, and I happened to be of his blood.Enslaved by an inexplicable fate, the Dallozzo family is destined to fall into paranoia and madness.

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The next day Colin missed the appointment with Heine, because he learned after dawn that Ricardo had been attacked.

Ricardo was doing accounts with Benedict, an after-show speakeasy, and he was wearing a mask.Then a masked gunman suddenly broke in, still holding a light machine gun in his hand.

They were sitting at the gaming table with no cover up.Even Colin might not survive such a sudden situation.Because wizards are very vulnerable most of the time.

But Ricardo dealt with the shooter exceptionally calmly, just because he took out the gun and fired it so fast, it was done in an instant. The rate of fire of the "typewriter" was nearly twenty rounds per second. The first shot shattered the wine bottle next to the ledger, but the second hit the ceiling.Because at this moment, the gun in Ricardo's hand had already shot through the shooter's head, causing him to fall backwards.

The man was already dead, and his finger was still holding the trigger tightly, and in the next ten seconds, the entire drum was emptied, leaving the scene in a mess.

The speakeasy was closed the next day because it was suspected that someone in the bar had tipped off the lieutenant's whereabouts.

"It was just cut by the flying wine bottle, and the bleeding has stopped now." Ricardo didn't care too much:

"It was him who was accidentally hit in the stomach by a stray bullet."

The international student Benedict is also here. He is young and lying on a simple bed, looking at Colin pitifully.The bullet in his abdomen had already been removed by Ricardo, and the wound was tightly bandaged.

In the Stade institution, Benedict is also a special existence.Because before Colin decided to become Heinrich, the young man had already seen Colin's true face.

So he knew for a fact that the lieutenant was not some soldier with a burnt face at all, but a Sincilian not much older than himself.

But he wisely kept this secret, because he himself is an immigrant from a foreign country, a small country further west than Nareth, and his race is closer to the Iceni, so Benedict is in a very difficult situation now. Not good.He couldn't get together with the soldiers in the organization, and he was a natural ally with Colin who had a secret.

Of course, the more important point may be that the entire organization is adoring the lieutenant now, but what he adores is not what the mask represents, but the endless and shocking ideas in Colin's mind, as if from another world. Creative.

"Recently, people always come to me to inquire about the account books, the situation in each store, and the future location."

Benedict stroked the area around the wound uneasily. It was by no means a good sign that those big bosses suddenly came to test the management problem.

"Write down a list." Colin took a piece of paper and said.

Benedict struggled to write down the list, which contained a dozen or so familiar names.Colin frowned, turned to Ricardo after a while and said:

"After that, I will play the role of lieutenant myself."

"why?"

"Because the situation is already too dangerous."

There is one thing that is extremely creepy.Last night, Ricardo uncovered the assassin's mask, only to find that this person actually had a Cincily face.

That's really Sincilian.

There were a lot of Sincilians in the Old City who hated The Lieutenant.Because there are many rumors and rumors in the tabloids that the lieutenant is behind the riots, and the bootlegger lord spends tens of thousands of Ori every day to support the mob.

Therefore, it is not difficult for the Boer Brotherhood to find a few dazed Sincilians as assassins.

But at the same time, there is another widely circulated theory: the lieutenant who made a fortune did not lose his previous noble character, and all the money was allocated to the slums of the old city for unemployed soldiers to support their families.

The strange thing is that the latter statement was confirmed by many people who really claimed that they had received funding from the lieutenant.

But all the money was actually sent to the bank safe deposit box of the Ninth Bureau.

Someone is clearly making up a story to the public.What you want to incite is also very clear.Now Colin could well think of the next part of the story:
"But this savior-like lieutenant was brutally assassinated by the Sincilians."

Most of the current riots are limited to a few relatively wealthy communities, because many people only participated in it for the purpose of plundering money.

So at this time, only the death of the lieutenant can completely detonate the powder keg.Let riots spread out of the old city, let the people march on South Stadt in the name of vengeance, and set off a shameful massacre.

"I guess the subsequent assassinations will become more and more intensive, and there must be extraordinary means." Colin said:

"They've put all their eggs in one basket and won't just let it go!"

But Ricardo was not afraid, he smiled:

"That's why you need me more now, don't you?"

Ricardo can use detection devices to investigate, but Colin can't.If he just defended blindly to save his life, Colin might not be much better than him.

And more importantly:
"Offense is the best defense, Colin, you taught me this saying." Ricardo said:
"So now you must not be trapped as a lieutenant, because if you are exhausted by the constant flow of assassinations, who else can attack?"

"If you are afraid that something will happen to me." Ricardo tossed the shiny silver revolver in his hand, and it spun simply:
"Before that, go get Pole's dog's head."

(End of this chapter)