Chapter 311: Sudden Persuasion
At night, hazy black clouds covered the bright moon in the sky. In the western suburbs of Tivian, a river meandering from afar was flowing through a deserted beach and flowing towards the distant city.
On the river bank far away from the city of Tivian, there stands a villa. In the dark night surrounded by the sound of the tide, lights are shining through the windows of the villa.
At this moment, in this villa, in an elegantly decorated room, Davik was lying on the bed with wounds all over his body. The bandage on his chest was untied, revealing a big scar. Beside Davik, Vanya in a white nun's uniform was standing there, putting her hand on his chest, healing his wound with a focused look. Under the warm orange-yellow halo of Vanya's hands, Davik's wounds were slowly healing, and his rapid breathing was gradually becoming soothed.
On the other side of the room, there were two men in different clothes. They stood aside with indifferent expressions, monitoring Vanya's recovery to prevent her from making any other abnormal actions.
After a period of continuous healing, Vanya breathed a sigh of relief, then stood up, turned around and said to the two men who were monitoring her.
"Mr. Davek's condition has stabilized now. He is not in any danger of death for the time being, but he still needs to rest well in the future."
Vanya said to the two men in the room. After listening to her, they looked at each other, and then one of them spoke to Davic.
"Jones, how do you feel now?"
"Huh... Huh... I feel much better than before... Thank you, Sister Vanya... You saved my life again." Davik said breathlessly, and Vanya responded politely.
"No need to thank me, I am just fulfilling my holy duty..."
Vanya responded like this. After seeing her saintly behavior, the people who were watching on the side couldn't help but look sideways, thinking that there really is such a saintly believer in this world, who can actually heal the enemy regardless of friend or foe. She must be a saintly follower.
"Mr. Smith has ordered that Jones, as soon as your injuries stabilize, you go see him immediately. He is waiting for you in the secret room. Also... this nun will be locked up in the dungeon immediately after healing the patient. Sister, you go with him first."
A surveillance man said this, and then another man walked up to look at Vanya twice, and then took her away. Vanya looked at Davik on the bed with a panicked look, and then was taken out of the room.
Afterwards, it was Davic's turn to see Smith. Dorothy, who didn't know the location of the secret room, rolled her eyes and asked Davic, who was sitting on the bed, to slowly put on his clothes, then slowly got out of bed. Finally, he staggered and fell down, following the surveillance man. The man immediately reacted and helped Davic up.
"What's wrong with you, Jones? Are you still hurt?"
"Hu...Hu...No, the injury is not serious, but my body is still very weak. Uh...I am afraid it will be difficult for me to walk in this state. How about you help me to go to the secret room to see Mr. Smith?"
Davik said this under Dorothy's instigation. After hearing Davik's words, the man who was monitoring him paused, and after looking at Davik's weak appearance, he agreed to help him out.
Supported by the man, Davik began to move forward in the villa. After turning countless corners, he came to the end of a corridor. Here the man touched a candlestick mechanism, and then a painting of a banquet hanging on the wall opened, and Davik was helped into it.
Behind the portrait was a spacious secret room with a red floor. On the arched ceiling was the Wolfblood Society symbol painted in blood, which meant a wolf head inside an inverted triangle. Deep in the secret room was a cup-shaped altar made of human bones stained with blood, and inside the altar was wriggling flesh and blood. Dorothy had seen similar altars in the homes of members of the Eucharist in Igwynte. These bloody altars were tools for them to communicate remotely with each other.
At this time, in the secret room, on a sofa next to a fireplace, sat a middle-aged man. He was wearing a dark red suit, had brown hair, a serious expression, and animal claw marks on his thin face. Dorothy knew at a glance that this was the werewolf who had brought them here just now, after he had undone his transformation. His name was Smith.
"You seem to be still very weak. Please sit down."
After seeing Davic coming, Smith spoke up and then pointed to a seat in front of him. Davic, who was controlled by Dorothy, nodded in response and was helped to sit on the seat.
"Mr. Smith, I'm leaving now."
After sending Davic to the room, the man who was monitoring him quickly left the secret room. For a moment, Davic and Smith were the only ones left in the room. Smith took out a pipe, lit it, took two puffs, inhaled the smoke, and then spoke.
"Davik, you have been held captive by those black dogs for so long... Tell me honestly, have you confessed anything?" Smith said to Davik with a stern look. After listening to him, Davik paused slightly and then answered.
"No, don't worry, Mr. Smith. The black dogs didn't get anything out of me. I got away with it after being ambushed by the black dogs in the Basket Street District. I pretended to have lost my memory when I woke up just now."
"Pretending to have amnesia? You have a pretty sharp mind... did they really believe it?" Smith continued after taking another puff of his cigarette, while Davic nodded and continued to respond.
"Yes... To be honest, I have done some research on amnesia before, so I pretended to be very similar. They all believed me. In order to get information, they tried every means to restore my memory. They even had the crazy idea of asking me to look at things from the past to see if they could stimulate me to remember something. So they took me to their headquarters, but I didn't expect to be rescued on the way back. Mr. Smith, where did you get the news about me?"
Dorothy asked Darvik curiously, and the other party answered directly.
"Of course, Spider's Nest paid a huge price to buy it. They used some unknown means to plant a very deep spy in Black Dog, and the information came from there."
"There are... a lot of spies in the Security Bureau? Mr. Smith, does this mean... you knew I was in the hospital from the beginning and planned a rescue?"
Davic continued to ask, and Smith answered immediately.
"No, we only got the clues about you this afternoon. At first, we asked them to get the information about you, and they replied that they might not be able to find it, and we might have to wait for a long time. But we waited for a few days and got no news. But today, we suddenly got very accurate information. It seems that their spy is a little unstable."
Smith said this, and Dorothy couldn't help but be startled when she heard his words. She thought about how the Eight Peaks Nest had dispatched even an intelligence officer like Gregor who had not yet completely infiltrated the General Administration in order to track down David's whereabouts. It can be seen that the intelligence ability of their deep eye does seem to be unstable. If he could provide intelligence steadily, Gregor would not be asked to carry out intelligence gathering operations.
"How did they infiltrate the Security Bureau so deeply?" Dorothy continued to mutter to Davic as he let him think, while Smith exhaled a puff of smoke and continued.
"I don't know. The Spider's Nest branch has always been very good at infiltration. Who knows? Maybe they have some special skills in this area... Compared to how the Black Dog Bureau was infiltrated by those spiders, I am more concerned about how your whereabouts were exposed. Maybe we have been infiltrated now."
Smith said seriously, and Davic answered immediately.
"When I was pretending to have amnesia, they asked me to identify Alex's photo... I think they may have found me from the clues there."
"Alex..." Smith's face darkened after listening to Davik's words, and then he spoke with disgust.
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