Chapter 478 Interrogation and Negotiation
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Qing Mo Da Xian
The twelfth floor of the Ministry of Magic.
Yamamoto, who was brought back from the seabed coral group by law enforcement officers, was dumbfounded.
It's just a request to untie, how come you are in the Ministry of Magic when you wake up?
The person in front of him was none other than Kagura, the captain of the law enforcement team.
It is notoriously difficult to do, and it is impossible to get across the lake.
How could he, Yamamoto 99, be able to receive such great love from this elder.
"name."
"Yamamoto—Yamamoto 99."
"gender."
"male."
"Profession."
"Ex-reporter."
Kagura narrowed his eyes, "Current occupation."
Yamamoto shrunk his head, "Jobless—jobless."
The tenth floor is the minister's office.
There is also an "interrogation" going on here.
Strictly speaking no, but Takuma always thought so.
Half a month ago, there was a not-so-easy, but pleasant conversation here.
Unexpectedly, on this lively night, the two protagonists at that time were present again.
"Mr. Wayne, what are you going to say to me alone?"
Vincent, who had already taken off his knight armor, smiled, "Minister Weiwu, which do you think is more important, the truth or the result?"
Takuma replied without hesitation: "The truth will verify whether the results are reasonable, and I think they are equally important."
"We are not the same kind of people." Vincent put away the guilt in his heart,
"Truth is a bottomless abyss that can only be approached infinitely.
It is man who determines the outcome, and he is affected by the truth. "
"We are really not the same kind of people." Tuo Zhen glanced at the ceiling,
"Mr. Wayne, this disappearance should have been planned by you, right?"
"Yes." Vincent met his sharp eyes,
"I will use the results to solve the problem first, and then continue to correct it in the future, and then solve the problems behind the truth one by one.
Minister Ashiya, I am an idealistic realist. "
Tuozhen's eyes softened, "Then I am a realistic idealist."
Take the initiative to hand over the chips. In addition to believing in his character, he also believes that he will make the right choice.
"Knock Knock-"
"Come in."
Kagura felt the weirdness of the atmosphere the moment he opened the door.
His minister was full of aura, and Vincent, who was opposite him, was able to sit still.
He quietly put down the three bamboo slips that had just been interrogated, and quietly walked out of the office and closed the door.
Tuozhen opened one of them, "Mr. Wayne, mind if I see the truth first?"
"Of course I don't mind." Vincent picked up the teacup that was still steaming out.
Judging from the increasingly gloomy expression on his face, he knew that what Yamamoto explained before was the same as what he just explained in the interrogation room on the 12th floor.
The difference is just a different angle, and the views will be different accordingly.
From his point of view, the group of people headed by Meihui Weiwu are undoubtedly enemies.
From Tuozhen's point of view, his wife was the culprit who did bad things with good intentions and finally caused this farce.
After drinking a cup of tea, the three bamboo slips were also read.
"Mr. Wayne, I am a very principled person."
"At the same time, you are also a very responsible person."
Either expose the truth and make the Ministry of Magic lose its absolute credibility.
Either hide the truth and continue to maintain peace for hundreds of years.
Tuozhen sighed softly, closed the three bamboo slips,
"You can guess the result, and you must have thought about how to solve the problem, right?"
Vincent nodded and said his way:
"Minister Weiwu, only a very small number of wizards in the UK know about this matter..."
Takumi frowned tightly.
The evil forces reappeared, and he had no reason to refuse to help.
Once the year before last, once last year.
Maybe there will be another one this year, maybe it will come back next year.
"I'm sorry I can't tell you the whole truth." Vincent filled his teacup and drank it.
"But I can assure you that this is true. Even if you don't want to believe me, please believe Professor Dumbledore."
If this was a fabricated story, Takuma would admit it.
"I will let Meihui terminate the contract as soon as possible."
"Can you wait any longer?"
His sharp gaze met Vincent's again.
"Old Malfoy is a former Death Eater. If Voldemort came back, they might crawl back on their knees the first time."
If the contract is torn up unilaterally, it will be difficult for the wizard brand to develop in Asia.
The big countries on the other side of the sea rarely communicate with the western magic world, and it is recognized that it is difficult to do business with the next country.
If you don’t open a gap here, you can only choose Southeast Asia, which has a smaller market.
The Wizard card is the competitor of the Gwent card, and Vincent has no reason to give up this opportunity.
"Minister Weiwu, have you ever heard of a Ponzi scheme?"
Tuozhen thought for a while, and immediately understood.
No wonder the value of the wizard card is ridiculously high. It turned out that the plan was to raise it well before killing a wave of ruthless ones.
Then those who have worked with them are very likely to become scapegoats in the future.
"It seems that you are fully prepared to come here."
If Takuma didn't agree to hide the truth, Vincent would never tell the truth about the wizard card.
This big thunder that is the enemy of the world, the Weiwu family will be dying if they bear it down.
"Minister Weiwu, after all, I have come to accept your interrogation."
"Mr. Wayne, aren't we negotiating?"
"Different perspectives lead to different perspectives."
Before Vincent left, he swung his wand at the three bamboo slips on the table.
They break into very small pieces, and then little by little they turn into powder.
He swung his wand again at the trash can by the table.
I still have a feeling of burying the truth with my own hands.
Vincent walked out of the office and met Kagura with slightly surprised eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Kagura."
Greeting politely, he set his sights on the end of the corridor.
Dumbledore looked back, hands behind his back.
"Mr. Wayne—" Kagura pushed open the door of the minister's office, with an unnatural expression, "I'm glad you came back safe and sound."
"Thank you." Vincent walked towards Dumbledore.
"Kada—" the door closed.
Kagura should be responsible for interrogating Yamamoto.
It feels good to be underestimated, especially when the reversal is not long in the future.
Dumbledore smiled at Vincent standing in front of him.
Just now, in a daze, he seemed to have returned to Godric's Hollow nearly a century ago.
"Good job, Vincent."
"You guessed it already?"
Dumbledore, who smiled without saying a word, nodded slightly.
Combined with Vincent's determination to dismantle British pure-blood supremacy, there are two benefits he can think of.
One, cut off the connection between the pure-blood family and the Ministry of Magic, and make the magic world a little more open and transparent.
Second, beware of the Death Eaters who will grow stronger after Voldemort returns.
It is not possible to recruit many people in China, and it is foreseeable to go abroad.
Dumbledore ended his silence, "I thought you were going to fight."
Vincent smiled triumphantly, "One more friend is better than one more enemy."
"Oh—are you at last graciously pardoning them?"
He curled his lips, "Professor, I actually have a small book dedicated to recording the objects of revenge. Would you like to guess who is on it?"
The Malfoy and Black Swan families must be there, and Voldemort may not be able to escape.
As for Snape, he should not be there now.
Judging by the tone, Weiya and Abe are both there.
Dumbledore blinked pitifully, "I'm not up there, am I?"
Vincent tilted his head slightly, "Professor, you are in the first place."
reciprocal……
It is impossible.
This self-knowledge is still there.
……
……
Yamamoto, who was brought back from the seabed coral group by law enforcement officers, was dumbfounded.
It's just a request to untie, how come you are in the Ministry of Magic when you wake up?
The person in front of him was none other than Kagura, the captain of the law enforcement team.
It is notoriously difficult to do, and it is impossible to get across the lake.
How could he, Yamamoto 99, be able to receive such great love from this elder.
"name."
"Yamamoto—Yamamoto 99."
"gender."
"male."
"Profession."
"Ex-reporter."
Kagura narrowed his eyes, "Current occupation."
Yamamoto shrunk his head, "Jobless—jobless."
The tenth floor is the minister's office.
There is also an "interrogation" going on here.
Strictly speaking no, but Takuma always thought so.
Half a month ago, there was a not-so-easy, but pleasant conversation here.
Unexpectedly, on this lively night, the two protagonists at that time were present again.
"Mr. Wayne, what are you going to say to me alone?"
Vincent, who had already taken off his knight armor, smiled, "Minister Weiwu, which do you think is more important, the truth or the result?"
Takuma replied without hesitation: "The truth will verify whether the results are reasonable, and I think they are equally important."
"We are not the same kind of people." Vincent put away the guilt in his heart,
"Truth is a bottomless abyss that can only be approached infinitely.
It is man who determines the outcome, and he is affected by the truth. "
"We are really not the same kind of people." Tuo Zhen glanced at the ceiling,
"Mr. Wayne, this disappearance should have been planned by you, right?"
"Yes." Vincent met his sharp eyes,
"I will use the results to solve the problem first, and then continue to correct it in the future, and then solve the problems behind the truth one by one.
Minister Ashiya, I am an idealistic realist. "
Tuozhen's eyes softened, "Then I am a realistic idealist."
Take the initiative to hand over the chips. In addition to believing in his character, he also believes that he will make the right choice.
"Knock Knock-"
"Come in."
Kagura felt the weirdness of the atmosphere the moment he opened the door.
His minister was full of aura, and Vincent, who was opposite him, was able to sit still.
He quietly put down the three bamboo slips that had just been interrogated, and quietly walked out of the office and closed the door.
Tuozhen opened one of them, "Mr. Wayne, mind if I see the truth first?"
"Of course I don't mind." Vincent picked up the teacup that was still steaming out.
Judging from the increasingly gloomy expression on his face, he knew that what Yamamoto explained before was the same as what he just explained in the interrogation room on the 12th floor.
The difference is just a different angle, and the views will be different accordingly.
From his point of view, the group of people headed by Meihui Weiwu are undoubtedly enemies.
From Tuozhen's point of view, his wife was the culprit who did bad things with good intentions and finally caused this farce.
After drinking a cup of tea, the three bamboo slips were also read.
"Mr. Wayne, I am a very principled person."
"At the same time, you are also a very responsible person."
Either expose the truth and make the Ministry of Magic lose its absolute credibility.
Either hide the truth and continue to maintain peace for hundreds of years.
Tuozhen sighed softly, closed the three bamboo slips,
"You can guess the result, and you must have thought about how to solve the problem, right?"
Vincent nodded and said his way:
"Minister Weiwu, only a very small number of wizards in the UK know about this matter..."
Takumi frowned tightly.
The evil forces reappeared, and he had no reason to refuse to help.
Once the year before last, once last year.
Maybe there will be another one this year, maybe it will come back next year.
"I'm sorry I can't tell you the whole truth." Vincent filled his teacup and drank it.
"But I can assure you that this is true. Even if you don't want to believe me, please believe Professor Dumbledore."
If this was a fabricated story, Takuma would admit it.
"I will let Meihui terminate the contract as soon as possible."
"Can you wait any longer?"
His sharp gaze met Vincent's again.
"Old Malfoy is a former Death Eater. If Voldemort came back, they might crawl back on their knees the first time."
If the contract is torn up unilaterally, it will be difficult for the wizard brand to develop in Asia.
The big countries on the other side of the sea rarely communicate with the western magic world, and it is recognized that it is difficult to do business with the next country.
If you don’t open a gap here, you can only choose Southeast Asia, which has a smaller market.
The Wizard card is the competitor of the Gwent card, and Vincent has no reason to give up this opportunity.
"Minister Weiwu, have you ever heard of a Ponzi scheme?"
Tuozhen thought for a while, and immediately understood.
No wonder the value of the wizard card is ridiculously high. It turned out that the plan was to raise it well before killing a wave of ruthless ones.
Then those who have worked with them are very likely to become scapegoats in the future.
"It seems that you are fully prepared to come here."
If Takuma didn't agree to hide the truth, Vincent would never tell the truth about the wizard card.
This big thunder that is the enemy of the world, the Weiwu family will be dying if they bear it down.
"Minister Weiwu, after all, I have come to accept your interrogation."
"Mr. Wayne, aren't we negotiating?"
"Different perspectives lead to different perspectives."
Before Vincent left, he swung his wand at the three bamboo slips on the table.
They break into very small pieces, and then little by little they turn into powder.
He swung his wand again at the trash can by the table.
I still have a feeling of burying the truth with my own hands.
Vincent walked out of the office and met Kagura with slightly surprised eyes.
"Hello, Mr. Kagura."
Greeting politely, he set his sights on the end of the corridor.
Dumbledore looked back, hands behind his back.
"Mr. Wayne—" Kagura pushed open the door of the minister's office, with an unnatural expression, "I'm glad you came back safe and sound."
"Thank you." Vincent walked towards Dumbledore.
"Kada—" the door closed.
Kagura should be responsible for interrogating Yamamoto.
It feels good to be underestimated, especially when the reversal is not long in the future.
Dumbledore smiled at Vincent standing in front of him.
Just now, in a daze, he seemed to have returned to Godric's Hollow nearly a century ago.
"Good job, Vincent."
"You guessed it already?"
Dumbledore, who smiled without saying a word, nodded slightly.
Combined with Vincent's determination to dismantle British pure-blood supremacy, there are two benefits he can think of.
One, cut off the connection between the pure-blood family and the Ministry of Magic, and make the magic world a little more open and transparent.
Second, beware of the Death Eaters who will grow stronger after Voldemort returns.
It is not possible to recruit many people in China, and it is foreseeable to go abroad.
Dumbledore ended his silence, "I thought you were going to fight."
Vincent smiled triumphantly, "One more friend is better than one more enemy."
"Oh—are you at last graciously pardoning them?"
He curled his lips, "Professor, I actually have a small book dedicated to recording the objects of revenge. Would you like to guess who is on it?"
The Malfoy and Black Swan families must be there, and Voldemort may not be able to escape.
As for Snape, he should not be there now.
Judging by the tone, Weiya and Abe are both there.
Dumbledore blinked pitifully, "I'm not up there, am I?"
Vincent tilted his head slightly, "Professor, you are in the first place."
reciprocal……
It is impossible.
This self-knowledge is still there.
……
……
