Caspar was on the verge of a cup of coffee luck.

I don't know if it's a racial problem, his tongue has always been basically indifferent to hot drinks such as coffee and black tea, and he usually drinks cold and white regardless of cold or heat. When human society is latent in human society, in order to cope with the needs of work, it is necessary to occasionally drink hot drinks.

Right now, in the core area of Albion, there is indeed a need for some disguise, but since he is closed in a secret stronghold, there is naturally no need to grieve himself.

Self-discipline.

Caspar believes that only those who can self-discipline can achieve fame, and those who cannot even control themselves are not enough to succeed. Even in your own lair, you must be vigilant and not show the slightest hint of your feet.

Taking a sip of coffee and holding back his tongue from sticking his tongue out, Caspar stared at the operators who were constantly fiddling with the Enigma machine, with a stern expression.

Albion is not Charlemagne, with fewer resources available on the ground and far greater operational risk. It is really not very difficult to find a cunning female fox under Walsingham's nose in such a state of insufficient personnel and equipment.

The lord also knew this very well, and just told Stasi to keep a low profile and not cause unnecessary trouble.

Are you going to wait and see what happens? In view of the current complex situation, this is a very sound choice. Acting around a pack of restless wolves is not the supposed move of a smart person. Grasping the development of the situation, when all sides are caught in a fierce struggle and cannot extricate themselves, strike cleanly and neatly, and seek to maximize the interests -- this is undoubtedly the most ideal development.

That being the case-

The eye moves to the wooden door on one side, and multiple soundproofing measures completely block the sound from the basement. It's impossible to know what's going on down there.

The cooled coffee poured into his mouth, and his eyes closed from the door.

-- What is the purpose of kidnapping those people? What is the use of those wastes?

Putting down the coffee cup, the doubts were gone, and all that was reflected in his eyes was the equipment and subordinates who were busy in the hut.

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With a snap, a light appeared in the darkness.

"First of all, I would like to thank all of you who are here. Thank you for volunteering to help our company. ”

There are no windows. In the dark room, where the door could not be seen, a light illuminated a shadow.

He wore a black dress that V.E called business attire, black leather shoes, and a black bow tie. Only the neckline shows a hint of white from the shirt. The whole body is covered in pitch black. Above the neck, the part of the face is hidden in the darkness that the light does not shine.

It has a sharp silhouette and three-dimensional thickness, but no one will admit that it is standing there. It's a living person.

It is a shadow, cold, empty, faceless, making a mocking and bantering voice, the shadow of forcibly translating heterogeneous theories into human language.

"This country is so nice, the language and customs are completely different from mainland countries, and even walking and driving are on the left side. If you don't have thorough preparation and a thorough grasp of every detail, sending an intelligence officer is no different from sending someone to the head. It's really an ideal counter-espionage geographical environment, and I can't help but want my subordinates to try all kinds of new stealth and infiltration training results to see if they are lazy in training. It's a pity that I have very few subordinates, and it's not okay to waste it wantonly. ”

The shadow spread out his hand, as if in deep distress, and then continued

"It takes time and money to train a qualified spy to lure the people of this country into apostasy and become a 'mole', not counting the ongoing investment they put in while they are in hiding. With such a huge cost, it has to play a role at a critical moment, right? Isn't it too trivial to expose this little thing to find a jewelry thief?"

The end of the spy is not very good, and there are always very few who can enjoy their old age in peace, and most of them will be consumed. But since it still comes in handy now, there is no reason to waste it.

Finding jewelry is also very important, but it is not cost-effective to waste your hands. Fortunately, there are still volunteers to help, no, it should be considered mutually beneficial. The form of helping us, not accepted by society, not needed by anyone, and no different from garbage, has finally made a contribution to society and the progress of the world to the best of his ability, which is gratifying and gratifying. ”

In conjunction with the speech, the shadows clapped and applauded, but no one responded, only the "rustle" of something squirming spread through the room.

A famous writer named George Bernard Shaw once asserted that 'one twelfth of the people everyone knows are useless, and their existence is a burden to society.' We should ask them to prove their contribution to society - the value of their own existence, and the value of what they create far exceeds what they consume. If he can't, he can't be allowed to live in this society anymore. The great writer also asked scientists to invent a 'humanitarian gas' so that people who were useless to society could die without pain. Really, he is obviously a left-wing literati who has difficulty killing chickens, and his way of thinking is exactly the same as that of the two heads of state. Of course, unlike the Nazis, who carried out the Holocaust on the basis of biological theories, the ultra-left is based on sociological theories, but their ideas are just as extreme and inefficient. ”

The wriggling sound grew louder and louder, mixed with noises that resembled wheezing and lamentation.

"Human beings are precious, an important part of the world, an indispensable link in the system. Therefore, as the name of our company is called, Verwenden and Einstellen, even waste can be put to good use. Well, just like you. ”

Singing and telling, a "thing" was thrown into the light, at the feet of the shadow.

It was barely called an "arm", with a baby-like pink skin, far longer than a human arm, with 12 fingers on the front that curved in different directions, and the elbow part tangled and glued to organs that looked like the large intestine. The arms of the alien tentacles trembled and twisted on the ground, and the smooth skin of the back of the hand cracked into a hole that soon expanded into a hole with rows of white teeth in the crimson round hole.

"You...... Play us. ”

The words are staccato and leaky, but anyone can hear the endless remorse and resentment in them.

"This is a big misunderstanding. ”

The shadow raised his right hand, and at some point, three crystals of different colors were caught between his fingers, which had been empty.

"The black 'Boiling Realm' destroys a qiē, the white 'Wings of Death' can perform different functions according to needs, and the red 'Genesis' can be used as a biological weapon and can also be used in intelligence warfare. However, the problem will be solved soon, so don't worry. In addition, thanks to the Book of Genesis, you are about to get rid of your status as waste and contribute to society. I feel that I should be thanked, not complained. ”

"Evil ...... Magic ......"

With a final scream, his mouth sank into his arm, and his tentacle-like arm spasmed and slowly retracted into the darkness.

"Well, in a dozen hours, they should almost be at Rundinium...... This first card should be in time. ”

A slit cracked in the shadow's face, and the mass of flesh in the basement shook wildly with a smile-like motion. (To be continued......)