From Prisoner to Si Chen..

Chapter 393 Setting up a trap
In the reception room.

The gas lamp emits a light that is not glaring, making the whole scene slightly dim, creating an atmosphere of mystery and tranquility.

Kendall walked in with the two girls and his servant, and immediately saw the young man sitting on the sofa.

The other person was in a relaxed posture, leaning gently on the sofa. His long hair with a gradient of golden and red was simply tied into a ponytail, paired with a neatly ironed white shirt and black trousers, giving off an aristocratic temperament.

Being stared at by the young man with deep purple eyes, Kenda suddenly felt nervous.

"Kendall, the leader of the Fosaka 'Black Sand Group', has met with Foreign Minister Gilan."

The middle-aged man touched his chest and bowed to the young man on the sofa.

The two girls beside him and the servants behind him also saluted the young man.

During this process, Shafra secretly glanced at the purple-eyed young man out of the corner of her eye, and couldn't help but sigh in her heart that the other person's appearance and temperament were both extraordinary.

But the next moment, she found that the other party seemed to have noticed her gaze and looked over at her.

Shafra was startled and quickly lowered her eyes, not daring to spy anymore.

"Please take a seat, everyone." Jilan said calmly.

"Yes, sir." Kendall took a deep breath, trying to control himself from being too nervous, and then led the two girls to sit on the sofa opposite the young man.

"Hello again, Miss Senani."

Jilan smiled slightly and said to the black-haired young girl.

Senani quietly clutched the hem of her clothes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you again, Mr. Gillan... I didn't expect that you are the Foreign Minister of the Bremen Empire."

"I'm sorry, it's important business after all, so I can't tell you on the train."

Gillan Road.

Hearing this, Senani waved her hands quickly.

"I understand, Mr. Gillan."

"I'm glad you understand." Gillan smiled. He looked at the dark-skinned man again and asked, "So, Mr. Kendall, why are you looking for me so urgently? Is there something?"

"Lord Gilan, I have always yearned for the Bremen Empire, but the Black Sand Group ranks at the bottom among the nine major groups, and its business is limited to the northern region..."

Kendall said honestly.

"I heard that you plan to recruit three agents in Fosaka to sell the empire's unique industrial products, so I would like to apply for this position."

"I would like to take this opportunity to invite you to dinner tomorrow night, Miss Senani. In addition, I have prepared a small gift."

As he spoke, Kendall gestured to the servant standing behind him, and the servant handed the four suitcases to him one by one.

Click.

Click.

Kendall opened the suitcase himself, placed it on the table, and pushed it in front of Gillan.

"These are some of the collections I have collected in the past. I hope Lord Jilan will like them."

"Mr. Kendall, are you trying to bribe me?"

Gillan said calmly.

As soon as these words were spoken, Kendall's face changed slightly and cold sweat broke out on his forehead unconsciously.

The atmosphere became a little cold and quiet.

"No, Mr. Gillan."

At this time, Kendall's daughter Shafra rushed to the rescue.

"Senani and I grew up together, and Dad treats her like a daughter... Dad was very excited to hear that she had the honor of meeting a great man like you, so he rushed here overnight and planned to invite you to dinner."

"These are just gifts and have absolutely nothing to do with the agency quota."

"Oh?" Jilan chuckled, but didn't expose the other party's lame excuse on the spot. "Is that so..."

He glanced among the four suitcases.

It contains neatly stacked vinyl records, videotapes and film reels, as well as some small but exquisite stone sculptures, pottery sculptures, gold works of art, and framed paintings and drama manuscripts.

"The Bremen Empire has implemented the 'Art Order'. These things are all prohibited items..."

Jilan smiled and shook his head.

"As the foreign minister of the empire, do I have to openly violate the law?"

Kendall swallowed his saliva, fearing that he would anger this important person, so he apologized in a deep voice:
"I'm sorry, Lord Jilan, I was inconsiderate. I hope you can forgive my carelessness."

"Please choose a few, Mr. Gillan."

Senani hesitated for a moment and then spoke.

Gillan was about to refuse.

His peripheral vision suddenly burst into colorful spots.

I saw the colorful words "Guidelines" appearing crookedly on an item in the suitcase:

"The Unbeaten Legend."

"This film, which contains miraculous power, was created by the 'director' who symbolizes the month of February, and tells the legendary story of a warrior."

Jilan's pupils shrank.

"The Unbeaten Legend"?!

Isn’t this the real film that Ms. Crow entrusted him to find in Fosaka?

Ji Lan had just planned to start with the nine major groups, but before he could take action, this commissioned target came to him...

He couldn't help but laugh.

It happened suddenly, but it was a pleasant surprise.

"In that case, I'll take these rolls of film."

Gillan took out three rolls of film from the suitcase, including "The Unbeatable Legend".

Seeing that he accepted the gift, Kendall looked happy, and even the two girls, Shafra and Senani, were quite happy.

"Lord Jilan, what about tomorrow night's dinner..."

Kendall asked tentatively.

Jilan got the commission without any effort. He was in a good mood and did not refuse. So he nodded and said:

"Yeah, I'll go."

"That's great. Thank you for your kindness."

Kendall said quickly.

"Then I will send someone to pick you up in a special car tomorrow afternoon."

"Okay." Jilan nodded with a smile.

Seeing the smile on his face, the nervousness and anxiety in the hearts of the people present immediately dissipated, and they couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

...

...

After Kendall and his party left the palace.

He first sent his daughter and Senani back to the hotel, and then found an excuse to go out.

After wandering around for a long time, I finally returned to the street where the hotel was located, but I walked into another hotel.

Kendall briefly explained his purpose to the front desk clerk, went straight up to the second floor, and stopped at the door of a room at the end of the corridor.

Tuk Tuk.

He knocked on the door.

There was no movement inside.

"Mr. McGuire, it's me."

Kendall whispered.

After a while, an elderly voice came from inside the door:

"come in."

Kendall then turned the door handle and pushed the door open.

But he was very careful throughout the whole movement and didn't make any big noise.

After entering the room, he saw a hunched figure in a robe standing by the window, seemingly admiring the street view outside.

"How does that go?"

The old man asked softly without turning around. Kendall smiled and said:
"Although the process was a bit tortuous, the result is good. The lord from the empire accepted the gift and agreed to have dinner together tomorrow night."

"Very good." After a moment's hesitation, the old man turned around and said with a smile, "The civil election in the kingdom is about to begin. Due to the death of Mr. Guerrero, the position of consul has been vacant for several months. Minister Kuber is determined to get this position."

"If you can establish a relationship with Foreign Minister Gillan, then you will be of vital importance to Minister Cooper."

Hearing this, Kendall laughed.

But then the old man asked again:
"By the way, for this month's management and operation, we will need another 10 'Afossa' (currency in circulation in the Kingdom of Fosaka, equivalent to 3 Caesars). Can you afford it?"

Kendall was stunned at first, then looked embarrassed.

"Mr. McGuire, the Black Sand Group has not been profitable recently. I'm afraid they can only take out 5 Aversa, and this is the result of taking a portion of the payment for the goods..."

Seeing the old man was a little disappointed, Kendall quickly added:
"But if I can successfully get the agency position, things will definitely get better!"

"Time waits for no one." The old man shook his head. "At dinner tomorrow night, you should behave well and try to win the favor of that gentleman... This is more useful than a million 'Afossa'!"

"I see, Mr. McGuire."

Kendall nodded in agreement.

The old man hummed and waved his hand.

"Let's go back."

"Yes."

Kendall bowed to the old man and quietly left the room.

Wait until the door closes with a click.

The old man returned to the window and looked down at Kendall going away along the street.

His eyes were deep, but he suddenly chuckled and spoke in a young male voice that was completely different from the one just now:

"One chess piece for an opportunity to commit murder. It's a very good deal... If you die, Fosaka's chess piece will be alive."

"Heh, Gillan Iros."

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...

The next evening.

As promised, two carriages arrived at the gate of the palace.

Gillan and his secretary, Lanise, got into a carriage, and the other four bodyguards got into another carriage.

After a while.

The carriage drove to a hotel near the palace.

After Gillan got off the car, she saw Kendall, her daughter Shafra, and Senani waiting at the door early.

"Mr. Gillan, this way please."

Kendall raised his hand in a gesture of indignation, keeping a very low profile.

He was wearing a formal suit today, and the two girls beside him were also dressed exquisitely. Although they were all pure Fosaka people with dark skin, they had a unique temperament under the background of their dresses.

"Yeah." Jilan nodded at them and walked over with a smile.

After entering the hotel, the group was taken by the waiter to a private room on the third floor.

After everyone was seated, Kendall exchanged a few words in a low voice with the waiter, who nodded and left.

"Mr. Gillan, I wonder if you have any preferences or taboos?"

Kendall asked.

Gillan smiled. His female secretary had also asked this question. He turned to Lanis and said in a businesslike manner, with a straight face:

"The commander likes grilled and fried food and has no aversion to it."

"Okay, got it." Kendall nodded.

Soon.

Several waiters came with a dining cart and filled the table with food. More than half of the food was fried, roasted or deep-fried. It was obvious that this dinner was all catered to Jilan's taste.

"That's thoughtful." Jilan said with a smile.

"You are very kind, sir." Kendall bowed his head. He raised his glass again and toasted Gillan. "It is my honor to meet you."

The two girls also raised their glasses, waiting for the purple-eyed young man's response.

However, the other party was playing with the wine glass, silent. His purple eyes were lowered, examining the wine shaking in the glass.

"What's wrong, Master Gilan?"

Kendall looked confused.

"You don't like this red wine? I'll ask the waiter to come over and change it..."

"No need." Jilan said lightly.

He slowly put down the wine glass, and the colorful words he could see in his eyes had not yet disappeared.

Above the wine glass, there was a string of words written askew:

“Strange red wine.”

"It seems to be mixed with 'Dream Sea Scorpionfish Spinal Fluid', which is extremely corrosive. It only destroys the Kingdom Mark of the Mysterious Person and can destroy the Mysterious Person's spiritual consciousness in a short period of time."

With the help of "guidance hints", Gillan easily discovered that the wine in the glass contained some mysterious toxin.

This poison only works on mysterious people. Ordinary people will be safe if they drink it because they do not have the mark of the kingdom.

'Is this dinner a "Hongmen Banquet" specially set up for me?'

Ji Lan secretly thought.

He raised his eyes indifferently and observed the expressions of Kendall and the other two. However, he found that they just looked uneasy, and seemed to have no idea what went wrong, which made Gillan unhappy.

Gilan thought for a moment and took out a brass pocket watch.

This pocket watch is called "Sleepy Pointer". It is a mysterious creation that he exchanged for 1500 Caesars from the 5th-level Long-lived One "Clockmaker" at the "Midnight Rose" party.

It has the ability to identify hypnosis or illusion, and can counter that power, pointing to the general location of the caster.

Click.

Gillan held the watch with one hand, pushed open the cover with his thumb, and pointed it at Kendall.

After waiting quietly for a few seconds, under the other party's puzzled gaze, a yellow crystal pendulum hanging on the pocket watch actually began to rotate clockwise.

"Hmm?" Jilan narrowed his eyes.

Kendall was actually subjected to a mysterious power and was misled by hypnosis or illusion.

His thumb pressed the mechanical knob on the upper edge of the pocket watch again.

Click.

Instantly, the engraved patterns on the brass pocket watch glowed faintly, and the three hands of the hour, minute and second began to move at the same time -

Finally they overlapped and pointed to the seven o'clock direction.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Kendall, and Misses Shafra and Senani, I suddenly remembered that I have an important matter to complete. I have to excuse myself."

After saying this, Jilan stood up.

Before Kendall could say anything to persuade him to stay, the young man with purple eyes had already walked out of the box with his female secretary.

Gillan walked down the aisle and said to Lanis:

"I will get off halfway later. You and the bodyguard should not stop and continue back to the palace."

"Sir..." Lanis opened her mouth, then nodded and said in a deep voice, "Yes, sir!"

Although she didn't understand why her superior did this, she chose to carry out his orders unconditionally.

Jilan nodded and strode out of the hotel.

The two men, along with their bodyguards, got into the carriage and drove straight towards the palace.

In the distance, the top floor of a residential building.

An old man in a long robe stood quietly, gazing into the distance.

"Failed?" He murmured, then chuckled and shook his head. "As expected of you, the Foreign Minister of the Empire and the head of Special Operations Group 2..."

"Forget it, there will be another chance in the future."

After saying that, the old man turned around and took a step forward. His figure was like a ghost, and he disappeared after a few leaps.

However, what he didn't see was that the curtain of the carriage that was gradually moving away suddenly lifted up...

(End of this chapter)