Endless Debt

Jeffrey stared at the documents on the table with a serious face, sometimes picking up a page and looking at it carefully, sometimes looking at the other end of the room, the interrogation room behind the one-way glass.

In the oppressive and closed interrogation room, a miserable human figure sat on a chair, with his hands tied behind his back.

Norm came back to life. Although his condition was very bad and he only maintained a "alive" state, it was enough for the interrogation.

There was an iron frame next to him with many hanging bottles hanging on it. Infusion needles were buried in the veins. His face was bandaged. His eyes were blurry and his consciousness was somewhere between awake and fuzzy.

"Anything else you want to ask?"

The voice rang from the radio, and there was another person in the interrogation room. He was wearing a dark uniform, standing next to the dying Norm, and his whole person exuded a cold feeling.

"Ivan, please search his consciousness again and dig deeper to see if there is any more information."

Jeffrey spoke into the microphone, his voice echoing in the interrogation room.

Ivan looked at the one-way glass, nodded, and raised his hand.

There were faint lines on the clean palm, and the light was reflected in Noam's eyes, like the coming of death.

Norm suddenly woke up and whimpered in horror, but he couldn't pronounce complete syllables. He struggled violently, but nothing could be changed.

Pressing his palm on Noam's forehead, he could clearly see the shimmering texture spreading, as if it had life, extending from his palm to Noam's body, engraved all over his forehead.

After a brief period of calm, Norm's body trembled violently, as if being shocked by electricity. His eyes fell into a gray whirlpool, and he clenched his fists in pain. His nails dug deeply into the flesh, and blood dripped slowly.

A spiritual storm arose in his mind. The seriously injured Norm was unable to resist. He could only be cut open layer by layer, allowing others to dig out the darkness hidden deep in his heart.

Jeffrey watched coldly. After about a minute, Norm's body gradually calmed down. He tilted his head and passed out completely. Drool dripped from the corners of his mouth, like a demented patient.

"No, it seems that's all he knows."

Ivan said, taking back his hand and putting on his dark leather gloves.

"Well, I understand."

Jeffrey replied, lost in thought.

At this time, Ivan walked out of the interrogation room and stood at the door. Jeffrey thanked him.

"Thank you, Ivan, I'm sorry to trouble you this time."

"It's nothing, it's just a little effort. Anyway, the Crow's Nest has not been very busy recently." Ivan said and came over and sat aside.

Ivan looked at Norm behind the one-way glass and mentioned casually.

"'Human-loving', I have an impression of this group, why are they also on the agenda?" Ivan was confused, "I remember, isn't the top priority of the Field Service Department now to suppress 'them'?"

At the mention of "them", Ivan's stern face showed disgust.

"It's just a small episode, it has nothing to do with the work of the Field Department...at least it has nothing to do with it now."

Jeffrey thought for a while. The special operations team was still under construction and had not been officially listed in the order. It was put into the work of the field department. It seemed that there was no problem in saying so.

Jeffrey then praised Ivan.

"It's really a good 'secret energy'. The 'secret energy' of your 'Void Spirit School' is always so useful."

Ivan didn't pay attention to Jeffrey's words of praise. As the "Iron Whistle" of the "Crow's Nest", he was very keen and could accurately observe changes in others, which was very useful when interrogating enemies.

"What happened?" Ivan asked directly.

Jeffrey's eyes were a little dodged, and he glanced across the table unintentionally. Just as he was about to say something to explain, Ivan looked directly at the table.

The information obtained from Norm was placed on it, and there seemed to be something hidden among the scattered papers.

"Jeffrey."

Ivan did not take it, but asked Jeffrey. His keen sense was very suitable for hurting the enemy, but he did not want to do this to his friends.

"Oh, forget it, just watch."

For this old friend, Jeffrey knew that the concealment was only temporary, and waved his hand, indicating to Ivan that he could do whatever he wanted.

Pulling open the paper covering it, there was a document underneath, and Ivan read the information on it.

"Accepted by Rebius Lovisa, starting today..."

After reading the document, Ivan put it down, looked at Jeffrey with a wry smile, and asked expressionlessly.

"You were appointed as a member of the Special Operations Group?"

"To be precise, I am the specialist responsible for contacting the Special Operations Group and the Logistics Department, but there is no problem if you treat me as a member of the Special Operations Group. After all, Lebius has sent me the badge."

Jeffrey said and threw out a badge, which was the badge of "Rupert's Tail".

"Lebius knows you don't want to return to the front line." Ivan's tone is always so cold. I don't know if he is speaking normally or complaining about Lebius.

"He said I don't have to go back to the front line, I'm just responsible for logistics, handling all the troubles, and being a nanny... But who can say for sure about this kind of thing, maybe one day in the future, we will have logistics staff again It’s also a situation where we have to go to the battlefield.”

Jeffrey sighed.

"My old muscles have been inactive for so long that I almost forgot how to activate the 'secret power'."

"Why would he do this? I remember that Lebius respects your choice." Ivan said.

"I don't know, but I heard from Uriel that Lebius received a letter from the deputy director. She didn't know what was in it. After that, Lebius disappeared. When she found Lebius At this time, he locked himself in the room and never came out."

Jeffrey picked up the badge and played with it in his hands.

"It wasn't until yesterday morning that he came out, gloomy and silent. Then the appointment document was sent to me. I went to ask him...Wow, his face looked terrible and scary."

Recalling Lebius's face, Jeffrey said calmly.

"I haven't seen Lebius like that for a long time. He looked like... just like seven years ago."

Ivan's body trembled slightly.

"Lebius didn't explain anything. He just said that he needed me." Jeffrey shook his head helplessly and looked at Ivan with a wry smile. "What other reason do you think I have to refuse? Lebius is like this." said."

"Yeah, even Lebius started to 'ask for help'. I really don't know what happened to him." Ivan murmured to himself.

"Be careful. Lebius is accelerating the construction of the special operations team. I heard from Uriel that he also applied to the 'decision-making room' and transferred people from your 'crow's nest'. Maybe that unlucky guy is is you."

Jeffrey looked at Ivan and laughed. Ivan still looked indifferent and couldn't tell what was funny about it.

Ivan Klekes, dressed in a pitch-black uniform, has no memorable features except for his black leather gloves. On the back of the gloves is a crow with an iron whistle in its mouth. This is "crow". Nest" sign.

Crow's Nest, the code name for the "Intelligence Department" of the Bureau of Order, is responsible for infiltration, intelligence collection and other work. The employees who serve are called "Iron Whistle". The entire department is under the second level confidentiality authority and is not open to the first level personnel.

Suddenly the door was pushed open. The two of them looked at the door and saw Yas walking from behind the door and said immediately.

"According to what you said, Jeffrey, I went to investigate the 'Kini Theater'. I looked around and found nothing unusual, and there was no rancid smell of demons."

Looking at Yas, Ivan was slightly surprised, then turned to Jeffrey, "Did you call Yas just to be 'loving people'?"

"He owes me some money and I just asked him to run an errand." Jeffrey raised his eyebrows.

Yas saw Ivan, and then looked at Norm who didn't know whether he was alive or dead behind the one-way glass. He probably understood where Jeffrey's information came from.

"Is Bologg so worth your trouble?"

Yas didn't understand. He could just leave this case to Boluogo himself, so why bother them.

"Bologo is a good tool, but this tool cannot be used casually. If I let him interrogate, Norm will be beaten to death by him and let him investigate the scene. Once traces of the devil are discovered, he is the kind of person who will People who started killing people on the spot," Jeffrey said, "That's an agreement area, and you don't want to trouble the logistics department with a large-scale memory cleansing, right?"

Jeffrey sighed, it was easy to talk about other things, but this case involved Boluogo's road of revenge, who knows what he would do.

"That's not a good enough reason. Jeffrey, you were transferred to the logistics department and no longer involved in these crazy things. Now you come back on your own initiative. This is not reasonable."

Ivan, who was engaged in intelligence work, clearly felt something was abnormal.

"Look at this."

He was not surprised that Ivan saw through it. As he spoke, Jeffrey took out a potion and placed it quietly on the table. There was no interference from the outside, but the liquid in the potion was rolling autonomously.

"This was seized from Nomu, along with many Philosopher's Stones. I asked someone to analyze it. The composition of this potion contains the condensed soul... This is a flowing Philosopher's Stone."

Jeffrey stared closely at the dark red potion, and other people's eyes also fell on it.

"According to the people at 'Sublimation Furnace Core', this potion can not only suppress mania, but according to analysis, it also has a certain strengthening ability... No, this is a strengthening potion, and suppressing mania is just incidental."

"Strengthen?" Yas wondered.

"The 'soul' determines the 'body'. A full soul is enough to increase our 'secret power', but this violates the 'ethical regulations'. The philosopher's stones we use today are all 'silver souls' extracted from animals and plants. ', the intensity is far less than this 'golden soul' condensed from human beings."

The more he thought about it, the more uneasy he felt.

"Such an expensive thing, sold to demons in exchange for money? Do those poor ghosts who have lost their souls have so much money? What's more, with this thing, is money still important?" He laughed.

Ivan realized something, and he picked up Norm's information on the table.

According to Noam, this technology for refining pharmaceuticals was given to them by "Human". "Human" seems to regard them as a foundry and is willing to purchase this medicine at an extremely high price and sell it to The devil is just a smokescreen to keep the business going.

"There are more pharmaceuticals circulating on the market than we expected, and we don't know exactly how many such factories there are."

Jeffrey had a cold face. He had a familiar feeling at this moment, the feeling of working in the field department many years ago.

"Ivan, did you think of something?"

Ivan fell into deep thought, the information in front of him intertwined in his mind, and gradually outlined a ferocious appearance.

"Seven years ago, we went to war with 'them' and won a disastrous victory, driving them out of Opos, and seven years later, these guys are back again."

Ivan suddenly talked about something else, the shadow hovering in several people's minds.

"I still remember the scene when the war started. It broke out so suddenly without any warning... But when reviewing all this later, Crow's Nest discovered that there were actually many hidden signs at the time, but we didn't notice them.

Now, 'they' have appeared in Opos again, provoking us and attracting most of the attention of the Field Support Department.

Everyone is very nervous, thinking that a new round of war is just around the corner, but secretly as the war becomes more active, the so-called ‘human addicts’ have also appeared in front of us, and they are also making such potions..."

Ivan said his worst guess.

"'Humanophilia' has something to do with 'them'?" Yas's face also turned gloomy.

"Well, at least that's what Lebius inferred. He suspected that there was a connection between the two."

Jeffrey said and asked again.

"Yasi, do you still have extra manpower in your sixth team?"

"No, they were all sent out," Yas said.

"If it hadn't been for Bolog's Revenge, we might not have noticed these guys until now."

Jeffrey realized this with horror. Under the pressure of "them", the Field Service Department had no time to care about "Human-hungry". This time, it was because of Boluogo's revenge that the Order Bureau had a relationship with "Human-hungry" Contact, and with contact, dug out so much.

"Things are more complicated than what we see...I will report to the Crow's Nest later." Ivan said calmly.

"The same goes for the field department. I will inform other teams." Yas also nodded.

"Let me tell you about Lebius. He doesn't seem to be in a good mood."

Jeffrey said and piled all the papers full of writing in front of Ivan's eyes.

"Intelligence expert, take a closer look and see if there are any clues to follow."

Ivan scanned the paper and said, "What is this 'Kini Theater' he mentioned?"

"Norm didn't have much contact with 'Human'. The only time they came into contact was to hand over goods, and the other party also covered his face, and the transaction was completely carried out on the hesitant road. This is when he heard the other party mention it during a certain transaction. of."

Jeffrey also has an impression of "Kini Theater".

“I’ve been to this theater many times and loved their recent performance of The Prowling Rat.”

Thinking of this, Jeffrey suddenly remembered that he also gave Boluogo a ticket for "The Wandering Rat". In his mind, the performance was today.

For some reason, an inexplicable coldness crawled through his body, whether it was a coincidence or fate.

"As entrusted by Jeffrey, I went to investigate today. There is nothing abnormal." Yas said.

Ivan didn't speak, just stared at the papers, paused for a while, and then grabbed them.

"Let's leave this guy here for now. He will be locked up in a dark cell and it won't be easy to get him out." Ivan glanced at Nomu and then said, "I want to go back to the crow's nest. There is new news. I will come to you."

Jeffrey nodded, and Yas also left with Ivan. He said goodbye to Jeffrey when he left, "I'll go and ask my team members to pay attention."

In the end, only Jeffrey and Norm were left behind the one-way glass.

Jeffrey let out a long sigh, feeling like he was about to spit out his soul.

His eyes fell on Noam, then his employment documents, and the dark red potion... At this moment, he had an inexplicable feeling that the enemy had returned, a "human addict" with unknown purpose...

Thinking again of Lebius's terrible expression and a certain "immortal" wandering the streets.

Jeffrey's breathing was a little suppressed, as if he was on the eve of a storm.