Shadow Apostle.

Chapter 35 Sir Sif
"Ta Ta Ta Ta..."

Following the sound of messy footsteps, behind the man at the door, a group of mysterious people wrapped in black cloaks poured into the cafe. Everyone was hanging sharp weapons and had guns in their waists. As soon as they entered the door, they had not yet escaped. Surrounded by survivors, several people escorted the survivors out of the cafe.

Horst frowned and looked at Monica.

However, I found that Monica also looked confused.

At the same time, the man who read out the arrest order walked into the cafe.

The middle-aged man looked reserved and arrogant, with a thin build. He was wearing a white tuxedo and a white hat. He was holding a black cane in his hand and his leather boots were shiny.

Surrounded by the men in black, the man walked up to Horst and Monica and said in a matter-of-fact command tone:
"Mr. Horst Drom, we suspect that you are related to the escape of special items and are suspected of assisting special items to escape from containment. We have decided to temporarily detain you. Now put down your weapons and return to the detention room with us for investigation. If after investigation, you and The charges are irrelevant and we will be free, but before that..."

"Who are you?" Monica tugged Horst's arm to stop him from speaking. She stepped forward to block Horst's face and added, "Who are you?"

"Agent Veronica, please pay attention to your words and attitude." The man glanced sideways at Monica and said with a smile, "You are not free from suspicion. You will be suspended for review later..."

"Don't you understand people? I'm asking you who you are." Monica interrupted the other party with a straight face and said in a deep voice, "This is the last notice to tell you your identity, otherwise, you will be punished for disturbing the peace. "

As she spoke, her hand had already grasped the hilt of the sword.

A group of men in black nervously pointed their guns at Monica and Horst. Monica frowned, bowed slightly, and was ready to go.

The middle-aged man was stunned, looked at Monica's serious expression, and hesitated for a moment before replying: "We are the response force directly under the headquarters of The Catcher in the Rye. I am Sir Andrew Siff. Agent Monica , you put down your arms immediately, otherwise you will be an enemy of the entire kingdom."

"You want to represent the kingdom?" Monica sneered disdainfully, with a condescending look, and said disdainfully: "Residents of Mingyue City, when will it be the turn of your headquarters to decide whether to arrest or detain? The police officers of Mingyue City are? If it’s not suspension, then when will it be your turn for the people in the royal city to decide? If you want to arrest him, have you asked me? Now, I only give you one last warning on my own behalf, get out of my way, otherwise you will bear the consequences.”

Sir Sif's expression was gloomy, but he took half a step back: "Agent Veronica, remember your identity clearly. Is this how you carry out orders from your superiors?"

"I have no obligation to carry out direct orders from your headquarters, and you are not my superiors."

Monica's voice was cold, her upper body lowered, ready to rush forward at any time.

"Wait, Monica, calm down."

Horst quickly grabbed Monica's arm and stopped her impulsive behavior.

He was relieved to know that he was not arrested for stealing confidential documents.This shows that Director K was not involved, but it was Andrew's own decision.

"Don't worry, Monica. It's not the first time. I can accept detention. However, dear Sir Sif, since you are a knight conferred by His Majesty the King, your family must be very rich."

"What? You want to bribe me?" Xifu asked disdainfully, "It's best if you recognize the situation clearly and take the initiative to surrender. Don't have any twisted ideas and follow us honestly. If you can clear the suspicion, we will naturally let you go. you."

"Haha, I don't have the money to bribe. Monica, I have a question to ask first. You just said there will be trouble later, do you mean that thing will come out again?"

"Well, due to its own mystery, the mysterious object is difficult to destroy by conventional methods. Once destroyed, it will be reorganized nearby within seven days. You just smashed the cup, which is equivalent to destroying the mysterious object. It will be reassembled in a few days. Appear."

"Huh?" Horst's face darkened, he stared at Sir Sif for a while, then smiled strangely and said, "Sir Sif, I really can't think of anything I have done that would make you suspect that I have any assistance. That thing is suspected of escaping."

"It's not up to you to decide whether there is any suspicion." Facing Horst, Sif's attitude became tougher. He took a step forward and sneered, "That's our business. We will find out. You just accept it honestly." Just investigate and take him away."

Horst waved his finger, indicating that the other party should not interrupt, and continued: "No, no, no, whether I am suspected after the investigation is one thing, but the key is what made you suspect me. I can be sure that I have not interacted with that thing before. There has been any connection, and the only connection is just now.”

"Take him away quickly, don't listen to his nonsense."

Sif's expression was stern, urging the men in black, but Monica stood in front of Horst: "Let him finish, otherwise I will produce the arrest document. Without the document, I will treat you as an unprovoked attack on civilians." , I have the right to kill him on the spot. Horst, what do you want to say? Keep talking."

"Obviously, we must have done something inside to make him dissatisfied with us and want to attack us, but the only thing we have done..."

"We rescued everyone who survived, then broke the special items and left..." Monica stopped suddenly as she spoke, her eyes became fierce, and she glared at Andrew and said:
"Damn it, you guys have actually been here a long time ago, but you have been waiting outside, just waiting for the time inside to end, so that we can be thrown into the fantasy world, right? Then you can take advantage of the cooling period of B-235 to go in and find its body. Contain it, right? It's a great achievement, Sir Sif, to do such a thing to your colleagues just for a merit, don't you think you have lost the most basic humanity as a person?"

Andrew Siff sneered: "Credit? Officer Veronica, do you know if you failed to contain it once, how many more people might die later? What I did was to prevent more people from being harmed."

"Then, this is the reason why I was charged with a crime." Horst said thoughtfully, "Why do you want to control Monica and me? Is it because we have established a connection with that thing, so it is easier to attract It? Locking me up is the best bait?"

"It's very possible that it's easier for us to attract it, especially you." Monica suppressed her anger and said, "Andrew Siff, not only do you ignore your colleagues in danger, but you also use outsiders as bait?"

"This is all to save more people." Sir Sif said with a straight face, "In order to protect those innocent civilians and to fight against the mysterious invasion, you should know the spirit of sacrifice. This is how you become the awakened ones. Responsibility."

Monica choked, but Horst sneered: "You're right, but usually when someone persuades me like this, I will ask him to die once now. As long as he dies once, I promise to comply with his request." Do it. You too, Sir, die now in exchange for my cooperation. No? Why? You should know the spirit of sacrifice, Sir."

"I'm not negotiating with you." Sir Sif said coldly, "As the commander-in-chief of the recovery operation, I have the authority to arrest and set targets during the operation. This is written in the appointment letter. Agent Veronica, if you I still want to stop it, but..."

"I remember that your arrest needs to be carried out through the local agency." There was a sound of wheels rolling outside the door, and Reina from the police station pushed a wheelchair in from the outside.A kind and old voice came from the wheelchair, "And when it is executed, I also need to sign the document. I don't seem to remember that I signed this. Did I remember it wrong, little Andrew?"

At this time, all the survivors in the cafe have been cleared out by Sir Sif's men. There is naturally a professional process for how to deal with it later. Now only these professionals who deal with the mystery are left here.

"Little Andrew, you are the commander-in-chief of the B-235 recovery operation. Even if I think your order is unreasonable, I will not violate it, so I did not send anyone to support Monica. However, arresting citizens does not belong to the recovery operation. I won’t sign if the scope is exceeded, after all, I am the person in charge of Mingyue City.”

Reina pushed the wheelchair towards the light. Sitting in the wheelchair was the old lady she saw deep in the police station not long ago.

Mrs. K.

Sir Sif looked at the old lady in the wheelchair without saying a word, with a gloomy expression on her face.

The old lady leaned over, patted Sir Sif's arm, smiled kindly, and turned to the direction of Horst and Monica: "Mr. Horst Drom, don't be angry, Sir Sif said. It makes sense. Protecting civilians is indeed the responsibility of us awakened people. At least for those of us who have sworn the oath, this is our responsibility."

Horst shrugged noncommittally.

By the way, he took two steps back, a little further away from the old lady.

The experience of being cheated was still fresh in his mind, not to mention that Horst always felt that the situation where he was almost caught was also related to this old lady. It was not just about letting him help for free, but also to distance himself a little further.

However, there was a tacit understanding between the two that no one raised the issue of confidential documents.

"Huh, Mrs. K, you know how troublesome B-235 is. It's almost impossible to contain it in a short time. You can sign the arrest warrant or not, but without the cooperation of the decoy, you will bear full responsibility for the failure of the mission."

"That's because you don't understand Horst, little Andrew." The old lady smiled and shook her head, "He is a young man who has a great perspective on the overall situation and will definitely cooperate, but he cannot use your kind of rough administrative orders. That’s it, you have to find another way to convince him, so that he will never refuse.”

"Ok?"

"Mr. Horst Drom, our Catcher in the Rye field needs your help in an operation against B-235 in the next few days. Please be sure to participate."

"This man wanted to kill Monica and me. We escaped desperately, and he also wanted to put me in jail as bait. With such behavior, do you still want me to cooperate with him?"

"No one asked you to cooperate with him, Mr. Horst Drom." Mrs. K's smile was quite subtle. "The objects of your cooperation are the headquarters of the Catcher in the Rye and, and..."

"as well as?"

"And their adequate funding."

Horst sighed deeply: "For the great His Majesty George II?"

"Yes, for the golden Majesty George."

(End of this chapter)