Chapter 290 Delay
Gilan and his party were arranged by Tapani to stay at a VIP hotel in the West District.
As the person in charge of the reception, Tapani's performance was not picky. He answered all questions and always had a respectful and polite smile on his face.
He even accompanied everyone and ate the entire meal in the hotel lobby.
The only thing that dissatisfied Ms. Theresa was that when asked about the information about the "Nightmare Monument", Tapani just apologized, saying that she had been ordered to do so in danger and had nothing to do with it. Too much to know.
After nightfall, when the two parties parted ways, Tapani vowed to confess to everyone:
"When I go back tonight, I will start to organize the information and will give you a detailed reply as soon as possible."< br>
Wait for him and the other reception staff to leave.
Ms. Teresa remained sullen.
Besides, the dwarf Renault sitting on top of Muguer said in a deep voice:
"There's something wrong. When it comes to a high-risk mysterious disaster like the 'Nightmare Monument', Bosvia's official attitude is so lax."
He adjusted his thick glasses and said:
< br>"We didn't even prepare the most basic information. We didn't even start sorting it out until we got here..."
"Don't rush to a conclusion." Ms. Teresa tilted her head and said calmly. "Indeed, it may be an oversight. After all, it has only been more than ten years since Bosvia was recovered by the empire. During this period, there was no 'Nightmare Monument'. It is understandable that the local officials did not pay attention to it."
"More Let’s wait for a day. It’s impossible to operate overnight tonight anyway. Everyone should go back to the room to rest early.”
"Yes, Ms. Teresa."
Everyone nodded in agreement and immediately went upstairs one after another.
The next day came quickly.
But everyone waited at the VIP hotel for a whole day, but no information or intelligence came from Tapani.
It was not until night that Tapani arrived belatedly with his people.
"Sorry, sorry, everyone..."
In the hotel reception room, he looked apologetic and quickly handed over a briefcase, which was taken by Mgul.
“Bosivian departments have a clear division of labor, but the work efficiency is really slow. I went to the Parliament and the Intelligence Department several times before I finished sorting out the information...I didn’t even have time to take a bite of hot food. , I came here, please forgive me.”
“Mr. Tapani, just eat at the hotel,”
Ms. Teresa said lightly.
The young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses quickly waved his hand, wiped the sweat on his forehead with a handkerchief, and said:
"No, there are still tasks in the parliament. I need to work overnight, so I won't disturb you... um , Bartero, Cula, you two stay here and obey the instructions of Team Leader Theresa Corou."
"Yes, Mr. Tapani"
One man and one man. The two female receptionists accompanying him responded in unison.
Immediately afterwards, Tapani said goodbye and left.
Renault took the briefcase from Muguer and took out the documents inside to check. Soon, he frowned.
"What's wrong?" Ms. Teresa asked.
The other gravediggers also cast doubtful glances at Renault.
"The information is seriously incomplete, even the information about the owner of the 'Night Monument' is incomplete...it's all irrelevant junk information."
Reno suppressed his displeasure and said coldly road.
"With this bit of information, how can we take action if our eyes are completely blank?"
This kind of thing has never happened to him in his many years of career as a gravedigger. This is the first time. .
No one knows better than them how much the Empire attaches importance to the "Nightmare Monument". The head of state has issued the highest order. All local departments should fully cooperate with the gravediggers and eradicate the "Night Monument" in the most efficient way as soon as possible.
But when we arrived in Bosvia, the whole day was wasted.
Hearing this, everyone looked at each other and frowned.
"It seems that Bosylvia officials are pretending to be deaf and delaying time deliberately."
Ms. Teresa said lightly.
Kaya with twin ponytails put her hands on her hips and said with a vicious sneer:
"Don't you want us to successfully eradicate the 'Nightmare Monument'? Haha... the local officials are looking for death!"
Garnold folded his elbows with his hands, his eyes were thoughtful, and said:
"I have known for a long time that the Federation and various forces are infiltrating this land, but I didn't expect that the situation would be so serious... Who will benefit if this matter continues?"
"Of course it is the hostile forces." Renault twisted He turned his head and responded in a deep voice. "The Owena Federation, the major secret societies, and even the Stuttgart Empire or other small countries."
"As long as the 'Nightmare Monument' is not dealt with in time, Bosvia will definitely fall into chaos , even causing massive casualties, self-destruction!”
“Doesn’t this give the hostile forces an opportunity to take advantage of?”
Hearing the unabashed discussion, the two The reception staff who were left behind were all expressionless, pale, and dripping with cold sweat.
Ms. Teresa looked at the man and the woman and asked:
"What did Mr. Tapani do today?"
"No...it's not very clear. We are also just After receiving the notice, I rushed over to receive you."
The woman among them said nervously.
“We know nothing.”
"Haha, I don't know..."
Kaya, a woman with twin ponytails, sneered and was about to say something.
Ms. Theresa raised her hand to stop her, then waved her hand and said to a man and a woman:
"You guys go out first."
"Yes, Theresa Ms.”
Hearing this, they nodded with relief and quickly left the reception room.
Wait for the door to close with a click.
Ms. Teresa did not hesitate and took out a palm-sized silver-white "alchemy hotline" from the inner pocket of her windbreaker.
A red rubber cord ran from the bottom of the microphone, wound like a spring, and connected to a mercury battery in her pocket. After rounds of golden alchemical formations shone from the inside of the hotline, she successfully made the call.
"Hey, this is the Imperial Special Operations Group. I'm the person in charge of the second group, Teresa Corou."
"Yes, that's right."
The lady stood with the microphone in hand. He spoke elegantly and calmly.
"Governor Marek Deli, I will not say any more nonsense. I hope that the Bosivian authorities can fully cooperate with our operation. The 'Nightmare Monument' is of great importance. If it cannot be dealt with immediately, , the consequences are endless, and you must be aware of the dangers."
"In order to take action as soon as possible, I hope to get first-hand intelligence information before noon tomorrow."
"In addition, I will record all the experiences and processes of this trip, and report them to the Chairman and the Head of State after returning to Musixiti..."
As he said that, there seemed to be a response on the other end of the phone. .
Ms. Teresa paused for a moment, her eyes calm.
"Mr. Tapani? He is very dedicated, but I would like to change the person in charge of reception... Well, okay."
"Everything is in the interest of the empire."< br>
Click.
Ms. Theresa hung up the hotline and put the metal microphone back into her windbreaker pocket.
"The new receptionist will come over tomorrow and hand over the intelligence information of the 'Night Monument' to us."
She turned around and said to everyone.
“All members of the second team are on standby for the time being. Let’s go back to the room and rest.”
"Yes, Ms. Teresa."
Everyone looked at each other and knew that the action could not be carried out because of helplessness, so they followed the order and left the reception room.
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Another day passed.
As noon approached, a tall and thin middle-aged man with an unsmiling smile drove to the VIP Hotel.
After meeting Ms. Teresa, he first introduced himself briefly, saying that he was the new person in charge who replaced Tapani, named Kalhaman Faure.
"Good afternoon, everyone. I'm really sorry to keep you waiting for so long. I would also like to apologize to you on behalf of Mr. Tapani..."
The middle-aged man Carl Hamann said, He immediately took out the briefcase he carried with him, took out one of the confidential documents in the form of a cowhide document bag, and handed it to Theresa.
“This is the information you need. We have sorted it out overnight. Please forgive me for any omissions.”
In front of the other party, Ms. Teresa opened the document bag and took out a stack of documents to check.
She nodded and handed the document to Renault behind her.
Reynold relied on his "journalist" nature to read and memorize all the documents with a few casual glances.
Through what he whispered in a low voice, everyone also roughly got the basic information about the "Nightmare Monument".
It turns out that the "Nightmare Monument" originated from a senior federal spy. During his lifetime, he was a body and a scepter spiral. In November, Sichen was on the road of "Blind General" and a fourth-level "Flag Bearer".
The "Nightmare Monument" is located in the northern district of Bosvia, which was originally a slum, but has now been cleared and isolated by the local military and implemented a large-scale blockade.
"The situation seems to be somewhat beyond expectations. We plan to start taking action tonight, and please contact the person in charge of the military for cooperation."
Ms. Teresa said to Karl Hamann.
Unexpectedly, the middle-aged man looked embarrassed and remained silent for a moment before saying:
"I'm sorry, ma'am, it's not that I'm blaming you personally, but this matter is a bit difficult. I'm afraid I won't be able to move tonight."
"Huh?" Teresa frowned.
"The mysterious disaster has broken out..."
Karl Haman sighed.
“Many people have died in the North District, all of them are local residents at the bottom. Now the public is very angry, and the government is in a state of confusion. It is also quite chaotic there, and there are even a group of rebels with ulterior motives.”
"The military tried to clear out the 'Nightmare Monument' with heavy firepower before, but the result was counterproductive. Not only did it fail to eradicate the terrible tombstone, it also caused serious damage to the surrounding buildings and terrain."
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"Even if I go there with the documents approved by the governor and negotiate with the military, they will not be able to open a safe road for you in such a short time."
"Otherwise..."
Karl Hamann pondered for a moment.
"Can you please wait a few more days?"
Hearing this, not only Ms. Teresa, but also the other gravediggers around Gillan's face darkened.
"Okay, let's wait a few more days."
Ms. Teresa said.
“Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Karl Hamann.”
“You’re welcome.”
The middle-aged man said goodbye and left. When he reached the door, he remembered something and stopped. He stepped forward and gave an imperial cross salute to everyone.
After they leave.
Ms. Teresa's face slowly turned cold.
She said without emotion:
"Bosival has been seriously infiltrated by the enemy. Now, even Governor Marek Deli cannot be trusted... This matter can only be It's up to us, we must not let the 'Nightmare' continue to spread!"
"Yes, Ms. Theresa"
Everyone looked stern and nodded solemnly.
(End of this chapter)