"So I mentioned Lausanne II in black, and I said it's a pity that my people didn't catch the secret killer in white."

"Black clad, white clad, killer," Zhan En said for a moment, then muttered something with a confused expression, "Are you deliberately testing me to see if that Lausanne II was sent by me?"

Thales observed the other person's expression, nodded, and smiled.

"And you replied that your people didn't catch the killer in white, and you said that it was the secret department of the kingdom, and it was normal that he couldn't be caught."

"Because that killer is not mine," Zhan En said firmly and with great disdain, "Whether his clothes are black or white, I don't know any more than you do."

Thales still stared at the Duke's face, while Zhan looked back at him without fear.

This sword has no tricks at all, but it jammed Thales' sword edge.

"Yes, you passed the test. At least judging from the words, your answer was natural, fluent, and flawless. Maybe you really don't know the color of Lausanne II's clothes."

Duke Xinghu changed his subject:

"But the key to the problem is not the color of his clothes, but your attitude."

Zhan En's eyes narrowed.

Thales' tone became colder and colder:

"Whether Lausanne II is yours or not, when I specifically said 'White Killer', as cunning and sophisticated as you are, how could I not see that this was my temptation?"

Zhan no longer looked at Thales. He turned to stare at the table, his pupils slowly shrinking.

"If that wool merchant really doesn't matter, if that killer really isn't yours, then when faced with my deliberate and lame low-level temptation of 'white or black', with your character and attitude, you should just sneer and say 'shabi'"

'Boring' and 'too lazy to pay attention to you' are the right words. The most you can say is 'this temptation is too low-level' and 'go home and ask your dad' etc..."

Thales snorted coldly:

"Why do you need to be prepared, carefully consider every word, and respond positively without missing a beat? Why do you need to carefully pass through language traps, every word in your words is no more, no less, and you are trying your best to show that 'you don't know more than I do'?"

Zhan didn't answer, but his eyes were fixed on the table.

"Yes, your response to this question is too caring and too smart, so that your cleverness is mistaken for your cleverness."

After Thales finished speaking, the reception room fell silent.

"Your cunning, Thales," Zhan finally said softly, "is always hidden in your stupidity, making it difficult to distinguish."

The angle of this sword is tricky and weird, but it scores again.

"Like Dagory Moss, this wool merchant Diop is by no means irrelevant," Thales ignored the other party's sarcasm. "What did he do? Why do you have to kill him to silence him and hide his name from others?"

Zhan En suddenly raised his head!

"I didn't kill him." He said slowly.

"Is that the same sentence again?"

Thales sneered in response: "I thought the last sentence was the last one."

Zhan En's eyes became colder and colder.

The eyes of the two dukes met in the air, one was sharp and cold, the other was strange and gloomy, they were engaged in a silent confrontation.

But just when the confrontation reached its climax and the atmosphere became increasingly tense, one of the parties suddenly laughed.

"I believe you." Thales put away his sword and smiled lightly.

"I don't care if you believe—what did you say?"

Zhan's conversation changed sharply. He was caught off guard and looked at Thales in disbelief.

"I said, Jenn, I believe you."

Thales took a deep breath:

"I believe that Lausanne II is not your person. I believe that from Moss and Diop to Rene and Slimani, although it is indeed you who is covering up the news, you did not kill them all."

What?

Zhan En was stunned.

This is not a fencing rule.

"Why?" he asked subconsciously.

Thales leaned back in his chair and his expression became tense.

"Because just yesterday, when I was busy chasing Slimani, my people were busy chasing me, and your people were busy chasing my people..."

"A serious internal strife broke out in the Blood Bottle Gang. 'Phantom Blade' Kathleen and her supporters lost power and fell." Thales finally caught the opponent's fatal flaw, "'Red Viper' Nekra and 'Wanderer'

Fergie seized power."

Zhan's expression remained motionless, but Thales saw the gaze in the other person's eyes gradually tighten.

This relieved him.

"And behind them is no one else," Thales easily delivered the last sword blow, "it is the former killer of the Blood Bottle Gang - Lausanne II."

There was dead silence in the reception room.

The next second, Zhan raised his head and called the butler:

"Ashford!"

Thales picked up the scented tea and watched calmly as the Duke ignored the presence of the prince and hurriedly ordered the trustee to send someone to secretly investigate the situation of the Blood Bottle Gang. Ashford glanced at Thales strangely and followed the order.

go.

The butler left, and the two dukes looked at each other indifferently.

"You just asked me when was the last time I disciplined the Blood Bottle Gang?" After a few seconds, Zhan En's breathing calmed down. "Are you testing me to see if I know about it?"

Well, after the winner has been decided, an accurate review will be conducted.

It's a pity it's just a review.

"It seems you just found out about this, you're welcome, you're welcome," Thales said in a calm voice, "Don't worry, I killed Lausanne yesterday. They had to go through chaos for a while before they could figure it out."

Zhan took a deep breath.

"You killed the executioner who came back from the dead?"

"Do you think my guards are vegetarians? Do you think that when I came back yesterday, why were all of them injured and unlucky? Do you think I really went on a date with your sister yesterday? Do you think Slimani's death was in vain?

?”

Thales chuckled:

"You might as well take a look and see if you can still find 'Phantom Blade' Kathleen, or any local boss who can be summoned and run errands for you?"

Zhan stared at Thales.

"Yesterday, the Dianjin District Police Department received a report of a riot at the pier, but in the end it was said to be a false alarm and nothing was done. Is this what happened?"

"Maybe."

Taylor said calmly:

"To be honest, because of what I said before, I had doubts that Luosang was yours, and the civil strife in the Blood Bottle Gang was just him executing your will, cleaning up the house for you, and shuffling the chips."

"Then why do you suddenly believe me again?"

Thales exhaled and remembered what Glover had reported to him about the Blood Bottle Gang:

"The trigger for the Blood Bottle Gang's internal strife was the strange casualties and losses they had experienced in these days; and the reason Red Viper and the Wanderers used to incite the internal strife was to blame the Black Street Brotherhood for this debt.

He promised to take them to revenge; as for those bosses who were purged in the internal strife, they were the original vested interests of the gang."

Zhan's expression became more and more serious:

"Every move here is pushing the inherent order into chaos and chaos, cutting off Kongming Palace's connection with the Blood Bottle Gang, and weakening my control over the bottom layer of Emerald City."

Thales nodded:

"This is not in your interests, let alone the interests of Emerald City."

Zhan said nothing.

"Do you understand now, Duke Iris?"

Thales leaned forward:

"Yes, you used the Blood Bottle Gang to cover up the death of Moss and others, and prevented their first wave of attacks, so they then attacked the Blood Bottle Gang and your minions at the bottom and on the streets. Maybe you still

You control most of the Emerald City, but after yesterday, at least on the streets, you are blind and deaf, and you are no longer as alert as before."

Thales ended his words coldly:

"You and the Emerald City are under unprecedented attack - if you continue to stand still, you will be alone."

The reception room fell into a long silence.

Finally, just when Thales suspected that the cup of scented tea was about to get cold, Zhan slowly spoke:

"what do you want?"

Thales smiled.
To be continued...