#582 - Smart people (asking for monthly ticket recommendation ticket)

"Just as I expected, that old bastard was putting on an act for Moody all along." Anduin sneered, then turned to look at Andrei beside him. "It's time for us to lay our cards on the table with him."

Andrei nodded in agreement. "Faced with the current situation, cooperation with us is his only choice. I think Clement knows what to do."

After speaking, Andrei stepped forward, interrupted Clement's meal, and, regardless of whether he was willing, dragged him into an empty room in the manor.

To be honest, Clement was feeling rather uneasy. He believed Andrei had summoned him to inquire about the details of the Silver Spears, after all, he had boasted in prison that he knew many of the club's secrets.

But the problem was, although he knew a lot about the club's inside information, even that Peter was the Golden Snitch, he couldn't reveal much information due to the extremely strict confidentiality agreement he had signed with the club.

Even the memories that could serve as evidence had been provided to the Golden Snitch. If they weren't stupid, they would definitely destroy these materials.

In that case, it was hard to say whether he still had any value in the eyes of Andrei and the others.

But to his surprise, after summoning him to a private place, Andrei didn't question him about any information at all. Instead, he slapped a large box that looked very familiar to him in front of him.

"I think you should be familiar with these things, right?" Andrei looked at Clement with a teasing smile, then nodded towards the large box. "Don't just stand there, why not take a look at your masterpiece yourself?"

"This... this... this is impossible!" Clement stared at the wooden box in front of him in astonishment. Then, as if to confirm something, he threw himself in front of the box and used his trembling hands to open the lid. Sure enough, this box contained the memories of the club that he had painstakingly preserved over the years.

"Impossible..." Clement looked at the memory bottles in the box with a tangled expression, then looked at Andrei not far away. "I only mentioned these things to the Golden Snitch, how did you get them?"

"Could it be?" After Clement connected everything that had happened before in his mind, he seemed to understand something.

Could it be that the so-called spy, the so-called transfer of the park, and the so-called prison were all a hoax, just to trick him into revealing these evidences? Just to give the club a fire from under the cauldron?

Thinking of this, Clement also realized that the Golden Snitch's sudden attack at that time had a strange sense of disharmony. Even if the club's adults wanted to clean up the park and investigate spies, they wouldn't suspect him, a senior partner, after all, his brain had been cursed, even if he wanted to be a spy, he couldn't say anything.

It was just a pity that he had been completely frightened when facing the Golden Snitch, and his brain couldn't stay clear. In addition, he had a guilty conscience, and had been secretly collecting these memories all these years, so he was taken advantage of.

In other words, it is possible that the club still doesn't know everything they have encountered, and still thinks that the people in several parks have mysteriously disappeared?

Thinking of this, Clement couldn't help but take a deep look at Andrei. He didn't expect that this Director of the Department of Magical Law Enforcement, who usually seemed so upright, was actually an ultimate old schemer in secret, and even used such a trick of replacing the beams and pillars.

But even if he vaguely understood the truth of the matter at this time, he didn't dare to say it on the spot, even if there were only two of them present.

Because no matter what the truth is, this incident has already become a fait accompli. In the hearts of those hundreds of wizards, the Silver Spears were responsible for all of this, and splitting the country was their conspiracy.

But the most ironic thing is that most of what those ordinary wizards believe is true!

Clement couldn't possibly run out and say that although the Silver Spears were indeed preparing a conspiracy to split Germany, and indeed used folk groups to incite discord, they didn't actually kidnap them, right?

If he dared to say that, let alone those wizards wouldn't believe it, they might even be so angry that they would beat him to death.

And this box of memories in front of him is solid evidence. With these, it would probably only be a matter of time before Peter and his cronies were cleared out of the Ministry of Magic.

After figuring all of this out, Clement understood that he had no way out. The truth of the matter was no longer important. Now, all he could do was seek a glimmer of life for himself!

Clement thought for a long time, couldn't help but let out a long sigh, and then looked at the rough-looking man in front of him with a look of decadence, "Tell me, what do you need me to do? I will definitely cooperate with all my strength!"

"It seems he was right, you are indeed a smart man." Andrei nodded in satisfaction. "From now on, your identity will be an inside agent who accepts the arrangement of our Department of Magical Law Enforcement and lurks in the Silver Spears."

"And these things..." Andrei pointed to the box of memories in front of him, "are the evidence you carefully collected for us in order to complete the task. Next, you will accept the interrogation of the Wizengamot. I think you understand what to say."

"I see, I understand." Clement saw that the other party had arranged everything, and understood that he could only accept the identity of this chess piece.

However, he still looked at Andrei with a slightly eager look, "Then what are you going to do with my future? I have no other requirements, I just want to live a good life!"

Hearing this, Andrei couldn't help but glance at him with contempt. "Hmph, I know, otherwise you wouldn't have collected so many 'good things'. Don't worry, I'm not like Peter, I won't do that kind of killing the donkey after it's done its job. As long as you cooperate well, it's not a problem to keep you safe for the rest of your life."

"However, everything you have gained by profiting from the club over the years, whether it's the magic supply store or those black markets, can't be returned to you. I hope you are mentally prepared for this."

After hearing Andrei's words, Clement didn't think the conditions were harsh. Instead, he relaxed and let out a long sigh. If the other party promised to restore his identity, Clement would probably suspect that Andrei was deceiving him. Depriving him of all his property, on the other hand, could make him sure of Andrei's sincerity.

"No problem, I can dedicate everything to you, but from now on, Pete..." Clement had just wanted to say Peter's name when the contract in his mind suddenly broke out, preventing his attempt, causing him to only be able to change his address and say, "From now on, that person and the club behind him will definitely hate me to the bone. I only hope that you can pity me and at least let me spend the rest of my life in peace."

"Heh, are you so afraid of death?" Andrei looked at him with a slightly mocking look. "Okay, I promise you, as long as you can cooperate well, I will arrange a new identity for you to live in seclusion, but this time the club and Peter may not be able to get away so easily. It's hard to say whether they can survive."

"I don't know how much you know about the club, but their strength is not as simple as you think, especially the individual strength of some wizards." Due to the limitations of the contract, Clement couldn't say it too clearly, and could only hint.

"Individual strength? I know, I have already experienced her skills when killing that 'Phoenix', you don't need to worry about that." Andrei naturally knew what Clement was referring to, but he had Anduin and Moody by his side, and had just cut off an arm of the club, so he was not afraid of their counterattack.

"What? You have already killed that person?" Clement looked at Andrei in astonishment. He knew the club very well. That 'Phoenix' was a real big shot in the Silver Spears, and her status was said to be no less than that of the Golden Snitch himself.

As a result, the other party died so silently? Thinking of this, Clement couldn't help but tremble all over. This Director Andrei was even more terrifying than he had imagined. Not only were his methods superb, but his strength was also unfathomable!

Realizing this, Clement flattered tremblingly, "With a great figure like you in the German magical world, those villains in the club will definitely not be your opponents."

"Stop talking nonsense." Andrei saw that the other party had completely surrendered, and satisfiedly took out a document and threw it in front of him. "This is your identity package. Everything that should be said and done is recorded clearly on it. Next, I will arrange a single room for you. You should familiarize yourself with it clearly, understand?"

"Yes, Lord Andrei." Clement picked up the document in fear and trepidation, and was then taken by Andrei to a closed single room.

After settling Clement's affairs, Andrei took out a piece of parchment with a rather helpless expression, and then ticked the end of one of the lines.

"Anduin really asked me to deal with so many troublesome things. This kid really doesn't know how to understand an old man like me. Let me see, the next item is to meet reporters from the 'Goblin Vanguard' and other media. Sure enough, I still have to report those shameful news reports?" Andrei sighed with a rather helpless expression, but still honestly carried out the contents on the itinerary one by one.

On this night, a huge storm that was affecting the entire German Ministry of Magic was quietly brewing.

And Peter, another party involved in this incident, was still at his residence, immersed in a sweet dream.

It wasn't until the early hours of the next morning that Peter was awakened by a huge knock on the door. Just as he opened the door half-asleep, he found that it was the Director of the Department of Magical Accidents and Catastrophes, Michel, who was the Leopard in the club. At this time, the other party was clutching a newspaper and anxiously pounding on the door.

Seeing Peter open the door, Michel hurriedly shouted, "Something big has happened! Something big has happened to the club!"