Magus Tech

Ombudsman Chekaf stared at Richard, who turned around with dark red, muddy eyes, instead of speaking out immediately, but muttering.

"Wizard Richard! Do you know that I am an inspector, and there is a codename between my companions, that is the hound. This name may not be very nice, but I like it very much because it fully reflects my Features-'smell' is keen.

For some unknown things, I have an amazing ability to judge, and I can determine in advance what its truth is. Therefore, prior to this, I have identified six major loopholes that were ignored by some branches of the organization, and removed them completely before causing serious losses.

Before, when exploring your mine, this ability of mine started to take effect. Although I didn't find direct evidence of your harm to the organization, but I walked on the land of the mine and breathed the air in the mine, I can be sure that you are definitely having problems. This is the case for the previous six times, and this seventh time will never go wrong.

I asked you two questions just now, and you answered very well, without revealing any flaws, or even leaving me speechless. I admit that you are excellent, and even you may have expected this situation today and made some preparations.

However, that's it, everything will stop here. Even if you answered many of my questions and explained all the doubts, but there is one thing, you still lack a reply. That is, why do you value this mineral powder? "

"Boom!"

Chkaf slammed the lead box on the table twice, making a muffled noise.

"You said you don't know, what is this ore powder? Well, I believe you. But, since you don't know what it is and what it's used for, why should it be closely guarded? Why do you have to work so hard to extract it? Many, stored in a hidden underground warehouse?

If you only want to make a profit, it is enough to mine ordinary ore. With your ‘Fire Thunder’ and ‘rail car,’ it is also possible to control most of the ore circulation in the Southern Free Confederation over time.

Under this premise, why do you have to work hard to mine ore that you don't understand? Under this premise, why do you still do such unreasonable things? "

"Snapped!"

Chekav's hands pressed against the table, his waist slowly arched, his body protruding forward, his eyes locked on Richard, like a real hound locked on his prey.

The turbid gas with temperature spewed out of the mouth, echoed in the conference room with a sullen voice.

"Sorcerer Richard, I believe that there is only one explanation for this matter, that is: you actually know what this ore is, and you actually know what the use of this ore is. Everything you did before did not lie. , But you have hidden the most crucial point. And this point is enough to reverse the whole incident.

right! There is nothing wrong with me! In fact, you know what the use of this ore is, so tell me now what it is used for! "

After listening to Chkaf, Rommel touched his chin, remained silent, and looked at Richard with an impenetrable expression.

When Canon heard Chekaf's words, he frowned and thought, without showing much on his face, and followed Rommel to look at Richard.

The wizards who had planned to walk out of the conference room had stopped at this time, and they all looked at Richard, waiting for Richard's answer. Some of them have shaken their previous thoughts and start to think that Richard is suspicious.

Richard was stopped and turned around, then stood there, unmoved. After quietly listening to a long paragraph of Chkaf, he nodded slightly, and quickly glanced at the supervisor Rommel and Kanon, who was in charge of it. Finally, his eyes fell on some stubborn Chkaf, and he suddenly chuckled.

Lips closed, voice said: "Ombudsman Chkaf, I have to say, you are really wise. I have to admit, in fact, you are right, I know what the ore is for. Its greatest use is to use it Create a powerful and deadly weapon that can release the power of terror.

I am going to use this weapon to destroy a city, kill 270,000 people living in the city, 132 nobles, and... a 14-year-old pregnant woman. "

The people in the meeting room listened to Richard's answer, and they were all stunned, including the director Rommel, who raised their eyebrows.

Because what Richard said was too horrifying, too exaggerated, and even too unreasonable.

"A fourteen-year-old pregnant woman?" Chekav frowned and asked, "What does this have to do with a fourteen-year-old pregnant woman?"

In a sense, this is a question of doubt in everyone's mind.

Richard listened and smiled again, the smile looked a bit pretentious.

Looking at Richard's smile, Chkaf frowned deeply, and the subconscious feeling was a little bit wrong, as if he had fallen into a trap. But he couldn't understand what the trap was, and he couldn't help saying, "What are you laughing at?"

At this moment, Li Cha laughed, slowly condensed his expression, and became very serious.

Richard looked at Chekaf’s eyes and said in a cold voice: “Ombudsman Chekaf, what do you say I am laughing? I’m going to kill a full 270,000 people. You don’t care about why at all, I said to kill You are curious about the death of a 14-year-old girl pregnant woman. Is it that a 14-year-old girl pregnant woman is more important than 270,000 people in your eyes? Is it a 14-year-old girl pregnant woman in your eyes? Things are more worthy of concern than the life and death of 270,000 people?"

"Nonsense, I don't mean that!" Chekaf shouted. "I'm just wondering why you should say such a thing. No matter who, I raised a 14-year-old pregnant woman alone, and one hundred and three Twelve nobles and 270,000 people are side by side, will you be surprised?"

The conference room was quiet, but many people nodded in their hearts and agreed with Chekaf's statement~www.readwn.com~ They are really a little curious. How does a 14-year-old pregnant woman provoke Li Cha? How to cause Richard to kill with all his effort, or even destroy a city.

Could it be said that the 14-year-old pregnant woman has a special relationship with Li Cha, causing Li Cha to hate because of love...

Thinking about it, everyone thought a little bit more, looked at each other, exchanged eyes, weird expression.

At this moment Richard said.

"Okay, Ombudsman Chekaf, let me tell you why I said that. You know, my mine is like a city. At present, there are twenty-seven in the warehouse in my mine One thousand catties of ore are divided into 132 different types. The ore you have been entangled with is just one of them. Yes, one!"

All the people in the meeting room suddenly showed an expression of sudden enlightenment.

Director Rommel blinked his eyes, while Kanon, who was in charge, turned his head to look at Chekhov, seeing Cherkaf's expression gloomy.

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