"Yes, not only me, but no one in the entire General Administration knows who this stone statue belongs to. Is it a human or a god? This statue has been in the General Administration for a long time, but no one knows its origin.
"According to some senior staff members, this statue has been here since the establishment of the Security Bureau, no... even before the establishment of the Kingdom. Although it is obviously a statue of a god, it may be a heretic or even a pagan god. Our headquarters may even be its temple, but no director has ordered it to be demolished, and the people of the church have not made any statement, so it has remained here.
"Although the origin of this statue is unknown, we all call it the Moon Saint Statue in private... Of course, it's just a joke, don't take it seriously."
The guide said this to Gregor. Listening to Mafti's words, Gregor looked at the statue in front of him thoughtfully for a moment, as if thinking about something, but he couldn't figure it out. Then he could only retract his gaze and continue to move forward with Mafti.
Following McFadden, Gregor crossed the hall, and then wandered around the building for a long time before arriving at the place where he was interrogated. A special unit began the interrogation of Gregor.
The face-to-face examination of Gregor lasted for several hours. Even though Gregor was fully prepared in every aspect, he was a little tired because the examination process was too long. During this process, he couldn't help but think that if the member of the Eight-Pointed Nest who planned to impersonate him could really pass this examination, he must have memorized his experience by heart.
Finally, after the review was over, Greg breathed a sigh of relief, and McFadden smiled and spoke to Greg who was sitting behind the table.
"Mr. Meschos, your review is currently being processed, but I have reviewed the materials and there should be no problems. If you are still interested, please follow me to another place."
In the examination room, McFadden spoke to Greg who was drinking water, and Greg who put down the cup couldn't help but ask curiously.
"Another place? Is there anything else that needs to be examined?"
"No, not an audit, but someone else wants to see you."
"Someone wants to see me?"
Listening to McFeddie's words, Greg couldn't help but feel confused for a moment, but he stood up without hesitation and followed McFeddie out of the interrogation room.
He continued to walk around in the underground building for a long time. To his surprise, he was not taken deeper underground, but went all the way up to the ground.
Through the window outside the corridor, Gregor could see the sunshine and forest outside, as well as the towering walls and soldiers standing guard. There were also cannons on the walls, and there were patrolling soldiers on the stone road under the walls. It seemed that he was inside a military fortress.
"Is the Security Headquarters located in a fortress somewhere in the forest outside of Tivian? Or is the fortress a disguise for the Security Headquarters? Just like the Igwynte Branch used the cargo building as a disguise?"
Gregor guessed this in his mind, but continued to follow McFadden forward. The pedestrians he met along the way were not only hunters and clerks, but also soldiers wearing standard Putin red and white uniforms.
Finally, under the leadership of Gregor McFoodie, they came to a sparsely populated corridor in the fortress. At this time, a double-opening wooden door stood in front of them.
Standing before the door, McFoodie straightened his collar and knocked gently on the door a few times. After a while, he heard a strong voice coming from inside.
"Come in."
Hearing the response from inside the door, McFootie pushed open the door and went in. What appeared before him and Greg was a large office with luxurious decoration, including a carpet sofa, a coffee table, a large bookshelf, several high-quality oil paintings and several beast head specimens hanging on the wall. On the ceiling of the office was a large shining bright lamp, and on the wall behind the large desk hung a map of the entire Putin.
There were two figures in front and behind the desk. The one standing in front of the desk was a middle-aged man with a rather fat build. He was wearing casual clothes, was a little bald, and had a small mustache.
Sitting behind the desk was a slightly younger man, who looked to be in his early thirties, with short blond hair, a clean and tidy face, a straight and long face, handsome features, a high nose and sharp eyes. He was wearing a military uniform that only senior Putin officers could wear. There was a military rank on the shoulders of the uniform, but Gregor, who was not familiar with the Putin military system, had no idea what the rank was.
"Since the church has proposed this, let's arrange it this way. Apu, if that guy can wake up sooner, we can also get the information sooner."
The man in officer's uniform spoke to the mustached man named Apu in front of him, and the other party nodded and immediately responded.
"Got it. I'll tell them right away."
Then, the man named Apu turned around and quickly left the office. At this time, the man in military uniform also cast his gaze at Greg and McFadden at the door, and McFadden saluted and said to him.
"Director, I have brought the person with me. There is no problem with the investigation."
Hearing McFoodie's words, Greg's heart skipped a beat, then he looked at the man behind the desk in front of him and widened his eyes slightly.
Mai Fudi called him the director, and this was the General Administration of the Security Bureau, so the other party had only one identity, that is, the director of the General Administration of Security, the powerful figure in charge of the national security bureau system! The head of the entire Putt Kingdom government's secret countermeasures system!
I was actually asked to meet with a senior leader on my first day at the General Administration! ?
After realizing the other party's identity, Gregor felt a little confused for a moment. He never thought that he would meet his immediate superior directly when he arrived at the headquarters. There was no need for such a high-ranking official to personally manage the promotion of a small soldier like him.
Moreover, this director looks so young... he seems to be in his thirties but not forty, much younger than Mr. James. Can he be the director of the General Administration at this age?
Greg thought a little confusedly, and at this time the man behind the desk nodded and waved his hand to signal McFadden to leave. McFadden understood and immediately left and closed the door. For a moment, only Greg and the man in military uniform behind the desk were left in the office.
In Gregor's eyes, the man stood up from his seat slowly, walked in front of Gregor in military boots, and looked at Gregor twice. His gaze made Gregor nervous for a moment.
"Um... Mr. Director... you..."
"You must be Gregos Meshhos, my name is Harold Despenser, nice to meet you, a promising young man from Igwinter."
The man named Harold spoke to Greg and stretched out his hand to shake hands. After hearing the other party's name, Greg was stunned again. The reason was that he was familiar with the other party's last name.
No, not only I am familiar with it, but people in the entire Put Kingdom should be familiar with it. Despenser... This is the royal surname, the surname of the royal family!
Gregor suddenly discovered that the director of the Security Bureau, who seemed to be in the military, was actually a member of the royal family!
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