Chapter 165: 96. Rain in the Heart (Single Update of 10,000 Words)_3

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The Emperor must have realized that Kasha is dead.

That was the real reason Noland Lee was anxious and couldn’t help but criticize the Emperor just now.

Noland Lee thought that he had dealt with the scene very well and shouldn’t be tracked by anyone.

But there’s always a chance…

Also, Noland Lee discovered a very unusual thing from Kasha’s memory:

The Emperor’s daughters don’t look like him, but his sons do.

Among the Emperor’s more than 5,000 descendants, there are only 15 sons, and the rest are daughters!

In addition to these secrets involving the Emperor, Noland Lee also found some horrifying truths in Kasha’s memory…

Some true military secrets.

Top-secret experiments.

Murder for show.

With just a simple look, Noland Lee felt a trembling in his heart.

Somewhere to the east of the Korabo Corps Fortress.

The Division Intelligence Unit Two’s teams are driving under the cover of night, speeding away from the war-torn area behind them.

Lieutenant Cavado drives the car himself, leading the way in the front of the convoy.

The coal lamp hanging at the front of the car emits a gentle light, barely illuminating the road ahead.

In the ruined corner that this light cannot reach, a shadow flashes in front of Lieutenant Cavado’s vehicle. It is as ghostly and as swift as the wind, followed by the crisp sound of opening and closing car doors.

Facing this eerie scene, Lieutenant Cavado seemed to have been accustomed to it already.

He glanced at the rearview mirror and saw a person wearing a silver mask and black hood through the smooth mirror.

Lieutenant Cavado raised his right hand and saluted the mirror:

The air in the carriage gradually solidified, and the oppressive atmosphere was condensing.

Lieutenant Cavado felt that something was wrong, but he could only keep his hands on the steering wheel and dared not ask further.

“You’re in trouble, Cavado.”

Morster’s voice is still young, but it doesn’t hide the majesty of being a superior.

Lieutenant Cavado swallowed hard, his eyes flashed with panic, and his gaze swept back and forth between the road ahead and the rearview mirror: “Chief Officer… What happened? What did I do wrong?”

Morster leaned back and put his back on the chair, slowly saying:

“Intelligence Department 1 sent me an urgent letter, and then I appeared in front of you. You should know what this means.”

Sweat broke out on Lieutenant Cavado’s face, and he slammed on the brakes and at the same time stretched out his left hand out the window, clenched fist, signaling the team to stop.

The guards from the rear got off the car and hurriedly ran to the team commander to ask what was going on.

Lieutenant Cavado issued several orders in a row.

He told the teams to keep moving and escort the ancient relics to the safety outpost, while he should turn around and return the way he came.

Thus, the Division Intelligence Unit Two’s teams got on the road again, but they were missing Lieutenant Cavado’s car this time.

Lieutenant Cavado turned the steering wheel and floored the accelerator, tightly gripping the shaking steering wheel in the roar of the engine. “What did the urgent letter from Intelligence Department 1 say, Chief Officer?”

Lieutenant Cavado wiped the cold sweat from his forehead and casually wiped it on his clothes:

“Is Kasha seriously injured and unconscious, needing urgent treatment, or… is she already dead?”

Morster did not speak but silently took out a potion.

When Lieutenant Cavado saw the potion, his body shuddered, and he stuttered:

“Truth serum… Truth serum… Is the situation that serious… Has Kasha… died…

Struggling to control his trembling hands, Lieutenant Cavado took the truth serum from his superior and gulped it down:

“I’ll drink, I’ll drink, I know the rules…”

Lieutenant Cavado convulsed slightly, lying back in his seat, the glass bottle rolling into the crevice of the seat.

His eyes were blank and his expression dull, entering a state where he answered whatever was asked.

Morster threw question after question at him, all related to Kasha’s death, focusing on the matter of Lieutenant Cavado letting Kasha return to the fortress.

About 5 minutes passed.

Lieutenant Cavado woke up with splitting headaches.

He grabbed the water bottle next to him and chugged a full mouthful.

Through the sound of gulping water, Morster, sitting in the back seat, slowly said:

“Cavado, I already know everything I want to know through the truth serum. When Kasha asked you to let her lead the team back to the fortress, you should have stuck to the rules and refused her suggestion. But given her true identity, you agreed to her suggestion. I confirm that you are not an accomplice to the murderer, but you have to pay for your mistakes in command.” Morster looked at Cavado’s pale face through the mirror reflection:

“Listen, Cavado. Now go back to the Korabo Legion Fortress and call up our intelligence personnel we have placed in the Legion. You must investigate Kasha’s death thoroughly. No matter if the murderer is a Death Herald Guild thug or an Undead, you must report the truth to me.

“You need to act quickly and not miss any details. Otherwise, all traces, all clues, may be completely disappear with the fall of the Korabo Legion Fortress.. Understand?”