Chapter 190
My Empire Chapter 190
2020-11-03
Chapter 190 190 Arrest"Good morning, engineer." A girl with a sweet smile was holding a glass of boiling water, passing by and opening the door Schreck, greeted very friendly.
"Uh, oh, good morning!" Shrek responded with a squeezed smile, turning his head around.
He nervously unlocked the door of his office with the key, and then got in to avoid the sight of others.
As if the closed door in front of him could stop everyone from prying on him.
As an engineer who has used the Knowledge Magic Ball, he is a technical backbone who is highly respected by other people in the factory. For many mechanical problems, everyone will ask him, and he is affectionately called an engineer.
But now, he has just done a major event that no one else knows about, so his expression is very nervous, and he even sweats a lot.
After all, he is not a professional spy. When doing spy work, it is inevitable to be nervous and guilty.
Throwing the briefcase on the table, he picked up the boiled water he left in the cup yesterday, and filled himself with a gurgling, finally stabilizing his emotions.
Thinking about the fact that he is about to become a hero in restoring the Arrant Empire and saving his homeland, Schreck feels that he is full of power. At least in his own opinion, he is doing a major event, he is moving towards greatness.
The frustrating work in front of him made him feel depressed, and he felt that he was destined to be a great person.
Magic Empire's spokesperson in Mortal World is destined to be an expert, and his child will be taken to Magic Empire to be taken care of, and finally become a great magician -- this is the promise given to him by the puppets, and also The life he longed for.
Opens a newspaper full of reports of technological innovations and various experimental successes. It's an in-house technical newspaper, the kind that Alanhill is very authoritative about.
Shrek irritably threw the newspaper aside. Every time he read articles with major technological breakthroughs, he felt his resolve was shaken.
He dare not look directly at the efforts of mortals, dare not look at the achievements that sound great, he does not believe that mortals can surpass those magicians like gods, even if mortals have beaten the Holy Demon Emperor. Get up.
Out of his desk, he walked to the front of the tin filing cabinet, opened the filing cabinet, and began to rummage through the information inside. These are some of the core information that he can contact, about the many technical products of this machinery production factory.
"Take some more... the technology obtained by the puppet empire can produce these devices..." He looked at the file bag that had been missing a bit in the cabinet, some guilty whispered.
He had already taken some of them before, and if these documents continued to be so few, sooner or later he would be exposed. But those people had promised him that if he needed help, those people would take him out of here and find a place to remain anonymous.
So although he was very nervous, he didn't mean to back down. Those gold coins let him see hope and hope that he will become a superior person.
At worst, taking those gold coins to the Jasno Empire or Palak Empire is enough for him to become a rich man and live a comfortable life.
Thinking of this, he stuffed the thick stack of documents and blueprint into his file bag, and his expression became resolute.
It's been done several times anyway, and it's too late to think about anything else! Get these things into the hands of the puppets and leave with your family.
When the person above finds out that he is missing, and then finds those lost files, it is almost like looking for a needle in a haystack. As long as he crosses the border and arrives at the Jasno Empire or the Palak Empire, changing his name is as simple as it gets.
"dang dang dang." At this time, there was a knock on his office door, startling him. He hurriedly stuffed the documents in his hand back into the filing cabinet, then closed the cabinet, tidied up his clothes, and asked nervously, "Who, who?"
"Mr. You." At the door, the voice of the little girl with a sweet smile came, which sounded very natural.
In Shrek's view, everyone has problems. He is now a person with secrets, so he is suspicious and suspicious of every look that looks towards him.
But in this case, it was obviously unrealistic not to open the door, so he walked to the door of the office and opened the door.
The two men stood behind the little girl, their faces full of smiles, and introduced themselves as soon as they met: "Mr. Schreck, we are technicians from '1572 Factory', come here to ask you something Problem."
Shrek didn't think much about it and opened the door of his room: "Oh, oh, that's it, come in and talk."
Young little girl She smiled sweetly at Shrek, then turned and left. After the two men entered the house, the man behind closed the door.
"This isn't the first time we've met, Mr. Shrek." One of the two men leaned against the wall at the door, looked at Shrek with a smile on his face, and said.
"Where...where did I...see Your Excellency?" Schreck frowned, as if trying to recall where he and the other party had met.
The man leaning against the wall by the door didn't let him think for long, and said directly: "Maybe you haven't forgotten that the last time we met, you walked into Gru with some documents. Lane 13, Lyle Street..."
"You guys!" Shrek reacted all of a sudden, he would definitely not forget that he had been there. He suddenly wanted to stand up, but the man beside him grabbed his shoulders and pressed him down.
"You'd better not move, Mr. Shrek!" The man's palm beside him seemed to have a lot of power, pressing down on Shrek out of breath. The man spoke casually, but with a tone of indulgence.
"You're looking for the wrong person! I don't know what Grulaire Street is. You must be looking for the wrong person." Shrek was already flustered and defended in a warlike tone.
The man leaning against the door wall showed a disdainful smile on his face, and said coldly, "You better stop struggling, Mr. Schreck! We are here because we have already I have the evidence of your leaking secrets! If you don't confess, the sentence will be very long."
"I...I..." Shrek wanted to defend himself a few more words, but found himself simply can't speak. The other party had already found his head and said the exact location of Grueler Street, and he knew that he was completely finished.
Before he was thinking about taking the whole family to escape, but when the disaster was approaching, he realized that escaping was actually a happy ending that was as difficult as heavenly ascension.
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In a room on 13th Street, Grueler Street, a puppet was beaten into a sieve by a row of bullets. He struggled and fell to the ground, behind the shattered mask, a strange voice kept complaining: "Damn...if this is a higher level puppet, you are all dead! Dead!"
The guards armed with STG-44 assault rifles rushed up the stairs, and on the stairs they smashed the magic array that had just risen in front of a puppet wearing a black robe. And with the fall of this puppet, the Fireball Technique magic array he prepared also quietly dispersed.
Because of the low level, the battle strength of these puppets is similar to the low level magician. Although simple magic can be used, the battle strength is not really strong. Compared to the god puppet of if a Person blocks, then kill the Person, the battle strength of these puppets in front of them is really similar to that of ordinary soldiers.
Just a charge, these army soldiers rushed up the stairs, killed two puppets who had drawn out their long swords and were ready to fight, and occupied the whole house.
In the last room, the leading puppet stood up, looked at the black muzzle pointed at him, and sighed: "We stay here for the last batch of documents, now look at Come on, we can't get the last batch of documents."
"It seems that there is no need for trial, it is the puppet empire who stole our technology!" An officer looked towards the one beside him wearing a gray magician robe The middle-aged woman said.
"Like the last time, the interrogation can't find anything. They are just puppets and may be abandoned at any time." The middle-aged woman in magician robes shook the head and said, "It's very troublesome. The case."
"It's really troublesome..." The puppet headed by Nodded seemed to agree with the other party's words. Then his movements became stiff, and he stretched out his black robe with one hand and shook it outside twice: "Goodbye!"
After the last sentence, the puppet seemed to be taken away. Like a soul, it fell to the ground.
"We have cracked two such cases recently. Except for the executor who was bewitched, they were all puppets like this." The middle-aged woman said helplessly as the puppet fell to the ground.
"The puppet...what does the puppet empire want to do? Don't they know that Alanhill's patience is limited?" the frowned officer who led the troops asked bitterly.
"It seems that they are very interested in our technology. In fact, in the Magic Empire, it seems that only they use the mechanical technology that we imagine." The woman replied: "Their technology and our technology There are too many common grounds, so interest is inevitable."
"Then we just let people play passively?" The officer leading the troops continued to question unwillingly.
"It's not all... We are also researching the technology of the puppet empire..." The woman glanced at the officer, said with a cold laugh: "But these are not the areas you can touch. ."
What she didn't say is that in a secret base in Alanhill, the number of engineers who study magic puppets is large enough to form an infantry battalion...
(this chapter end)