Reincarnation: Demon Hunter

Chapter 48: Three Parties

"Captain Moretti, can you explain what happened that day?"

Hearing repeating the question countless times again, Moretti, who leaned his whole body half against the chair and leaned on the back of the chair under his neck, lacked even the interest to raise his eyes, straight from the shirt. I took a cigarette out of my pocket, lit it, and took a deep breath.

Suddenly, cyan smoke began to diffuse throughout the waiting room, enshrouding the three officials who were sitting across from the Supreme Government and sent by the Supreme Government to investigate the Zuster incident. The Secret Service is a special department of the Supreme Government. While gaining extraordinary rights, the department of the United States will inevitably be subject to stricter monitoring; after all, as a sharp sword of the highest government, if it hurts itself, it will become the biggest one in the eyes of the Demon Hunters Association or the Holy See. joke

Of course, all of this is carried out silently within the secret service and the highest government; externally, the secret service is still that independent, and the power is so big that it is always annoying to be controlled. Even the Secret Service of the highest government that habitually obeys orders is no exception. Coupled with the suggestion of some people in the highest government to "appease" this investigation department actually exists, but there is no official department name. .

However, there is no doubt that this department is definitely the most annoying to the members of the Secret Service, and there is no one; even the guys in the intelligence department who are used to saying one point is true and the other is false, in front of these people, Also cute

Under the incandescent light, smoke continued to puke from Moretti’s mouth. Looking at Moretti like this, the one who had been questioning the three officials finally became a little unbearable; he suddenly Knock on the table, "bang" muffled, and shouted straight: "Captain Moretti, didn't you hear me?"

The slamming sound of the flesh palm and the table finally made Moretti, who was wandering beyond the sky, recovered. He looked at the angry official in front of him, slammed the soot and said: "Are you illiterate?"

The angry official nodded subconsciously under Moretti's questioning.

"Since I am literate, then my report is clearly written, why do you still ask me?" Moretti made a mocking smile: "Is it showing your rights?"

"you"

The official pointed at Moretti, eagerly unable to speak, especially Moretti's unabashed ridicule, which made him feel like a clown. It was laughable-Moretti was right. Most of the questioning this time, in addition to handling official affairs according to the orders of superiors, it is more to "shake" the usual secret service members who are not obedient to discipline, so that these guys can face their existence and recognize Know who is the real leader of the secret service

Pressing the cigarette with only the butts in the ashtray on the table, Moretti stood up straight-although he is indeed very "free" in terms of time now, he is not bored enough to be with one The "game" for the characters struggling for power to prove their existence is time-consuming.

"By the way, you'd better stop using me as a dead captain to test the so-called bottom line." Moretti, who walked to the door, suddenly turned around and looked at the three officials sitting behind the desk. He was originally thin. A coldness appeared on his cheeks: "That so-called bottom line didn't exist originally because you are not worthy at all."

Moretti, who walked out of the waiting room, clearly heard the roar and the cracking of glass from the room. Obviously the three officials were already impatient, and even the best manners were ignored.

But what does this have to do with him?

Facing a group of scumbags who are filled with power, his attitude is more inclined to carry out humanitarian destruction.

"You do it, but there will be trouble"

Sheriff Feller frowned slightly-as the law enforcement agency of the highest government, he also knew a little bit about the internal affairs of the Secret Service; coupled with the storms caused by the Zast incident, he relied on a qualified According to the police's inference, Feller could easily figure out the ins and outs of the whole thing; although like Moretti, he also dislikes the scumbags above, but the consequences of doing so are not what he likes to see.

"Even if those guys deserve to die ten thousand times, but you don't need to evolve directly to stand on the opposite side of those guys; this will make your situation even more embarrassing." Feller's tone was a bit heavy, his face covered Concerns about the future of friends: "After all, those guys exist to check and balance your group."

"Don't worry, I'll be fine." Contrary to his friends' worries, Moretti looked relaxed at this moment: "The big deal is just a long holiday. Those people on the table can't bear to buy me a drink with these rare resources, how about?"

Seeing Moretti laughing, Ferrer secretly shook his head, but he did not slow to follow.

...

Storm Bar, although it was daytime, when Moretti and Ferrer appeared outside the bar, they were still welcomed by the boss; especially the moment he saw Ferrer, the bar owner cleared it out as quickly as possible. Let the table come--even though I don't want to admit it, Feller's title of sheriff is really useful for these people; as for Moretti, a regular customer?With Feller's light, the owner of the bar has decided to give him a 20% discount in the future.

Even though the situation at the Storm Bar has long been remembered by heart, Moretti, who entered the bar, still scanned the surroundings subconsciously; however, when he saw a figure, his casual glance immediately became full of vigilance. His gaze-without hesitation, Moretti walked to the other side's table and sat down straight and said: "It's really unexpected, Lord Soth hasn't left Dude."

Moretti looked at the dark mercenary in front of him quietly, waiting for the answer from the other party-even if he was dismissive in front of the officials before, but when the real problem appeared, Moretti would still be the first. Time came forward to fulfill his duties as the captain of the secret service.

"Do you have nostalgia for the scenery of Dude? Or is your Excellency having a new mission?"

Looking at the dark mercenaries with countless wine bottles in front of them and crawling on them, Moretti asked tentatively-after checking the other party's information, he knew that the other party's drinking habits would not think that the other party was drunk.

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