Chapter 570 Reminder

Mr. James, the top secret agent, behaved calmly and did not continue to struggle.

These people who kidnapped themselves were very professional in their methods, and they must be colleagues.

He knew that he would definitely not be able to run away if he met his peers or in full public view.

More than ten years ago, he would have been worried about safety issues.

But now is the period of the Daxia Empire, where politics is stable and the judiciary is perfect.

I'm not spying on the country's secrets, so what do I have to be afraid of?

He is a member of the Jeffries family. If he is missing for more than a day, someone will come to look for him, and he will be able to escape safely by then.

Of course, he would never admit that he also liked to ignore the law.

But at this time, he could only pray to the law to protect himself.

After tearing off the blindfold, the bright light made James' eyes narrow unconsciously.

He looked around quickly, his heart sinking slightly.

This is not a spy from any company, this is an official person.

Damn it, there's something wrong with that Charlie Perez.

The first-class secret agent was really not a lie. Thinking of the new magazine published by Time Magazine, James quickly analyzed the correct answer.

"Charlie Perez is the eldest prince?"

"Hey, you know?"

The detective in charge of the interrogation was surprised and thought it was an unsuspecting person.

But now...you are a bit brave!

He was very excited because he had caught a big fish.

James quickly poured cold water on him: "This is an accident. I am a member of the Jeffries family. I have absolutely no intention of spying on the royal family. You can ask the Earl for confirmation."

If caught by others, James would never betray his family.

But the royal family is different. This kind of thing absolutely cannot be hidden and cannot be hidden.

Moreover, as a secret agent passed down from generation to generation in his family, he can guarantee that the Count will never conceal the details of his mission.

For a first-rate spy, wrong intelligence can be fatal.

If he had known in advance that the person he wanted to investigate was the royal family, he would have definitely been prepared and would not have been caught so easily.

When the detective heard that a count was implicated, his whole face suddenly wrinkled.

It was obviously not something he could get involved in.

"Keep him under guard first, don't use torture. I'll report to the director."

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Little Earl Jefferys was a little irritated by the wait. James was definitely the family's legendary secret agent.

For such a trivial matter, if the other party didn't want to go out for a walk, it wouldn't be his turn to take action.

It's just that there has been no confirmation for a day, which makes him a little uneasy.

"Go and ask if James has returned." His Excellency the Earl asked.

The servant pushed the door open, but was blocked back.

Little Earl Jefferys stood up and sat down again when he saw the visitor.

He knew that his hunch might be right, and James was really in trouble.

"Who is that Charlie Perez? He bothered you, the chief director, to come here."

Young Earl Jefferys is still relatively relaxed, and what he is doing is not a rebellion, so what can't he handle?

Peter chuckled and reached out to pat the servant on the shoulder: "You can go and wait for the Earl's call!"

The servant looked at young Earl Jefferys. This kind of servant was actually the most reliable.

Little Earl Jefferys nodded, and the servant bowed his head and backed out, even closing the door thoughtfully.

This loyalty and calmness alone show excellent qualities.

Peter saw it and admired in his heart, he was worthy of being a long-established Northland aristocrat with a solid foundation.

Such loyal servants can be cultivated, but such composure is difficult.

It must be cultivated and selected from generation to generation in order for every servant in the family to have such qualities.

After the servants left, Peter took off his hat and hung it on the shelf next to him.

"Why is the Earl suddenly interested in Mr. Charlie? I heard that he had dinner with Minister Smith yesterday. I wonder if there is any contact?"

With the capabilities of the Investigation Bureau, even if they don't know what the two talked about, it is obvious that such a gathering cannot be hidden.

With a little association, you can string all the clues together.

Little Count Jefferys cut off the end of the cigar, grilled it a little, and then lit it in his mouth.

He has a bottom line, and if he agrees to anything with Smith, no matter how difficult or simple it is, he will definitely handle it himself.

This is the style of the old Northland knight, and it is also one of the sources of the complex charm of young Count Jefferice.

Many political supporters follow him because of this responsibility.

"Director Peter, you don't have to talk about things that have no evidence. I will take care of it."

Peter smiled. He knew this count and he did have a sense of loyalty.

But at the end of the day, he is still a politician.

So he unceremoniously took out a cigar from the cigar box on the table, cut off the head simply and roughly, and started to smoke.

"Okay, His Majesty often said that the earl is the real knight of the North. I didn't believe it before, but today I see that it is indeed a bit magnanimous." He exhaled a breath of fragrant smoke comfortably, and Director Peter narrowed his eyes with a smile: "Actually, it's not a big deal. The earl's family spies are investigating the eldest prince and spying on the secrets of the royal family. Please go back with me and explain to your majesty."

"Ahem," little Earl Jefferys, who was crossing his legs, suddenly coughed violently, then turned over and got up: "What did you say? What did this bastard James do? I asked him... Charlie is the eldest prince?"

He didn't react until he was half scolded. Who could have imagined this?

The eldest prince hiding his identity and falling in love with a commoner woman is simply explosive news.

Earl Jeffreys was so shocked that he couldn't speak. This overturned his values.

The cigar fell to the ground and burned a hole in the soft lambskin carpet.

Earl Jeffreys's expression changed. As a northern knight and an honest and trustworthy elder brother, he would never betray his friend.

"Director Peter, this is definitely a misunderstanding. You are right. It was Minister Smith who asked me to investigate. You can ask him to explain to His Majesty!"

"The Earl can't make up a accusation casually! You just said you wanted evidence." Peter said mischievously.

Earl Jeffreys looked embarrassed and shouted to the outside of the door: "Come on, bring ten boxes of northern cigars to Director Peter."

This kind of northern cigar, one box is the price of a slave, which is very valuable.

Only people like Earl Jeffreys can use it as daily consumption.

Peter was not polite to him. He came here to remind him: "Your Highness has not yet brought up the matter. We, the ministers, had better not break this tacit understanding."

"I understand," Earl Jeffreys nodded. This sentence was worth ten boxes of cigars: "Give Director Peter another ten boxes of cigars."

"The Earl is generous!" Peter accepted it without hesitation.

As a spy chief, it would be too embarrassing to be caught for corruption and bribery.

He was aware that sooner or later he would be killed for false charges, so why pretend to be honest?

I have worked hard, so I can't enjoy myself?