Chapter 29 People Should Be Equal

The head of the intelligence department, Colt Mosotius, has been a little troubled recently.

Because of the incident in the King's Capital Corrector Department, his status has plummeted recently.

The emperor no longer listens to his opinions, and the ministers no longer pay attention to his eyes.

The head of the external department, Moore Cantra Dilius, directly turned his nose to Colt.

They used to be at odds with each other, but now the relationship is even worse.

But Colt can only endure it.

Before he redeems his reputation, he can't do anything.

"Are things ready?"

In the hall that is so spacious that civilians can't imagine it with all their imagination, Colt's face is mixed in the darkness, and he said in a deep voice.

In front of him, a man wrapped in black clothes knelt, without showing his face.

For those in their line of work, if someone sees their face, then the end is nothing but death.

"Yes, we have made all preparations."

"Evie Gray will definitely die, there will be no second possibility."

The man in black bowed his head and said.

"Don't let me down, otherwise, you should know what the consequences will be."

"Yes."

The man in black responded, keeping his head down and retreating.

He knew that Colt didn't like people looking directly at his face.

"I will definitely regain my position."

"The department in the capital will return to the hands of our reformists."

"Your Majesty, please look at me."

Colt murmured and clenched his fists.

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Outside the mansion,

Arno glanced at the unreal house and curled his lips.

Although he had a general understanding of the information he had obtained from Ivy, it was still different to see the exaggeration with his own eyes.

"He doesn't hide his corruption at all."

"It seems that the so-called reformists are only to this extent."

Wrapping up his clothes, Arno turned around and left the house for a distance, hiding in the corner.

Government officials, members of the militant faction, idle people in society...

All kinds of people were seen by Arno entering and leaving the luxurious mansion.

It seems that although Colt's status has declined, he is still much higher than others.

"This is not okay."

"As a member of the empire, I can't stand seeing this kind of scene."

"People should be equal, how can we distinguish between high and low? This is not healthy."

After engraving the faces of all the people who entered the mansion into his memory, Arno muttered.

The sun gradually began to set, and the dazzling and warm light was slowly swallowed by the darkness.

The moon was about to replace the sun and hang at the top of the world.

After waiting for a while, Arno walked out of the corner after confirming that no one else entered the mansion.

He quietly walked around the mansion a few times, pretending to be strolling, and roughly understood the structure of the entire building.

"It's heavily guarded."

"Except for those people with status and acquaintances, the only ones who can pass through unimpeded are probably the newspaper delivery kids."

Arno thought about it and left temporarily.

He took a taxi to the center of the commercial district, first walked into an empty alley, changed his face into Yanmo, and then walked out.

The commercial district is very prosperous, no place in the empire can compare.

The central area is prosperous in prosperity, and all kinds of private enterprises are camped in this place.

It can be said that most of the country's wealth is concentrated in this small area.

However, this is also convenient for Arno to act.

Wearing Yanmo's face, Arno walked to a building.

The security guard stopped him responsibly.

"Excuse me, please show your ID card."

"I'm looking for someone."

"If you are looking for someone, please come here to register and explain your specific purpose."

Arno did not embarrass the other party. After writing "Business to discuss", he gave the security guard three gold coins and walked in.

"Excuse me, what can I do for you?"

The girl at the front desk said.

She looked to be in her early twenties, with light makeup on her face, but in Arno's opinion, her eyebrows were a little thick, covering her original spirit, but showing a sense of stability that was not quite in line with her.

This made people feel a little divided.

"Excuse me, can I inform your boss? I have something to discuss with him."

He casually took out a violent agency ID and shook it in front of the front desk, and said with a serious expression.

The front desk looked at the ID, was stunned for a moment, and nodded quickly.

Not long after, the elevator door opened and a middle-aged man walked out.

He hadn't taken two steps, and a somewhat stunned expression appeared on his face.

"In this case, it should be almost done."

Arno put down the eyebrow pencil in his hand, gently wiped off some debris near the eyebrows for the front desk with his fingers, and looked at the middle-aged man.

"Are you the boss of this company? I have something to discuss with you."

"Excuse me, who are you?"

"Yanmo Novain."

Arno smiled.

With the somewhat hazy eyes of the receptionist, he led the middle-aged man into the elevator.

…

"You mean, you want us to deliver newspapers to the mansion you described tonight at intervals of one hour?"

The middle-aged man looked a little embarrassed. At first, he thought it was his own fault, but now he was talking about business.

At this moment, the man's sophisticated businessman instinct was revealed.

Of course he couldn't agree to the deal proposed by Arno, but he had to make a deal no matter what.

"I'm afraid this business doesn't meet our regulations."

After hearing this, Arnold understood, so he smiled.

"I don't think you quite understand."

"I'm not here to discuss business with you. You have no right to refuse me."

Arno's smile was cold, as cold as the muzzle of the gun pressed against the man's forehead at this moment.

"Stop your tricks, it doesn't work for me."

"I'll give you another chance to reorganize your language."

The middle-aged man was sweating on his forehead, but he still didn't believe that Arnold dared to do that.

He is used to being domineering and domineering. Even if he makes his employees work twelve hours a day and does not pay them, no one dares to do anything to him.

So, he doesn't believe it.

"Sir, this is a "reasonable" society."

The man forced a smile and said.

Bang,

Smoke filled the air,

The air was filled with the pungent smell of gunpowder.

Arno calmly looked at the hole in the other person's forehead and said calmly.

"Fuck your mother."

"Let's talk to the King of Hell about our reasoning."

"There is no reason in the empire's world, only in hell."

As he spoke, Arno put his hand on the middle-aged man's body.

The attached skin activates,

Soon, Arnold's appearance became exactly the same as that of a middle-aged man, and there was no difference even in his genes.

"Well, that's it."

Taking out the unconditional asset transfer agreement that he had prepared in advance, Arnold pressed the fingerprints of his middle-aged man.

As the fingerprints were pressed, a mysterious aura circled around Arnold and returned to the agreement.

This is the empire's anti-counterfeiting mechanism. It remembers the aura of the middle-aged man and ensures that there is no abnormality in this transaction.

After that, it’s just a matter of pressing Arnold’s own fingerprints.

"This is equality."

"There is no difference between you and ordinary civilians in my eyes."

"Power and wealth will not harden your flesh."

"And as long as a hole is made in your body, the power and wealth will no longer belong to you."

Arno looked at the middle-aged man's body, took out the magic scroll and burned him to death.

"—Now, they belong to me."

"Only mine, alone."

After muttering a few words to himself, Arno sat on the seat that originally belonged to a middle-aged man.

"Now, have someone come to my office immediately."

Pressing the pager, Arno imitated the man's tone and said.

Now it was Colt's turn to bring him health and equality - death.