In the Name of the Queen

"Captain, Wharton can't stand it anymore!"

Interrogator Bourne excitedly took a stack of materials and presented them to Roland.

"So fast?"

Roland nodded with satisfaction, "Bourne, you did a good job, you will get 25 points! Your two assistants will get 10 points each."

He took out a pen, found the names of Bourne and others on the performance table on the wall, and filled in the scores.

Seeing Roland give him extra points, although he didn't get any substantial rewards, Bourne felt relieved and indescribably comfortable.

Bourne's cheeks were slightly red with excitement, but he was silently complaining in his heart.

This is fast?

It's been three days, Captain!

In the past three days, he and the assistants were busy all the time, but at least they could take turns to rest, but Wharton didn't close his eyes for a second.

A dozen large candles were lit around Wharton, and the interrogators were hidden in the dark. Wharton could only see vague figures and couldn't even tell where the sound came from.

Putting himself in his shoes, Born felt horrified.

If he put himself in his shoes, he might not even be able to hold on for half a day before he had to confess.

Walton held out for three days, and he was almost out of shape before he was recruited. He was really a tough guy.

He was indeed a superhuman, and his willpower was far beyond that of ordinary people.

But he finally recruited.

Even a tough guy could not resist the leader's methods.

Born thought silently.

He felt scared when he thought that he almost stood on the opposite side of Roland.

Fortunately, he was just a golden knight, and he had not made many mistakes before, so he was not qualified to be targeted by the leader.

Roland carefully wrote down the performance score, looked back at Born's excited expression, and was very satisfied with this set of CPU gameplay from modern society.

If an employee can only see the salary paid once a month at work, then his work enthusiasm only exists in the days before and after the salary is paid.

The salary of the Knights is not too high, and even these days are not particularly enthusiastic.

They must be given some motivation.

For example, performance points.

Roland's performance system is simple and crude. Performance discount targets are set for the three levels of gold, silver and copper.

For example, promotion.

Depending on the level, you can get promoted if you accumulate enough performance points.

Are the gold knights eyeing the position of deputy leader?

It's a good thing to want to improve, and performance speaks for itself.

The silver knights also want to become gold knights, right?

No problem, performance speaks for itself.

Attendance and clocking in have basic performance, hard work has commendation performance, and outstanding performance has incentive performance.

In short, it's just a pie in the sky.

Without spending a penny, the whole group will be full of energy and howl like wild wolves.

What if someone really does it?

That's a question, such an excellent employee must be promoted.

The first two who meet the conditions will be promoted to deputy leaders, and the later ones will enjoy the treatment of deputy leaders.

The same is true for the silver and copper levels.

The positions are limited, but there are many people who can enjoy the treatment.

Bourne, who got the performance points, hesitated for a moment, thinking of Stanley's tired but still stubborn persistence, and decided to report truthfully.

"Captain, there is one more thing. Stanley insists on meeting you."

"Oh, this guy is still not giving up?"

Roland was a little surprised, but still nodded.

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do now, so I'll go see him."

Born breathed a sigh of relief and was about to lead the way when Roland's cold voice came from behind.

"Born, it's good to exercise subjective initiative, but it's not to act on your own. I hope you remember that."

Born was so scared that his legs went weak and he almost knelt down. He assured Roland with a trembling voice, "Captain, calm down, I promise I won't!"

Roland walked up to him, patted him on the shoulder, and said with a smile, "No need to do that, you have always been steady in doing things, I'm just talking casually, let's go."

Born was so scared that he was sweating profusely, and he was relieved to hear that Roland didn't care.

He silently complained in his heart, whoever believed it was an idiot!

This was clearly a warning to him about his hesitation when he reported just now.

Borne trembled as he took Roland to the confinement room, and meticulously handed him over to the guards. He completed the interrogation according to the procedures, and did not dare to be careless.

Stanley looked very bad, with a pale face and a vegetable complexion, completely different from the high-spirited man a few days ago.

Seeing Roland come in, his dull eyes finally became lively.

"Captain."

"No need to do that, you have been expelled from the Knights, and I am not your captain."

Stanley smiled self-deprecatingly, did not insist, and just whispered: "Has Wharton confessed everything about me?"

"At least he thinks so, but I know it is definitely not complete."

Roland said calmly: "He insisted for three days, which is worthy of you. But he certainly doesn't know how many secrets you have hidden behind you, such as the 200,000 pounds of gold coins."

"Isn't this money enough to atone for your sins?" Stanley asked unwillingly.

"Not enough, unless it is all the secrets." Roland said calmly.

He stared at Stanley and asked sternly, "What happened to the late emperor going to sea? Tell me!"

Stanley's body shook violently, his eyes quickly turned away, and he whispered, "I don't know, it has nothing to do with me."

His hands trembled uncontrollably, and he lowered his head, as if he had made up his mind.

Roland reminded calmly, "You have family."

"They are not my family!" Stanley suddenly roared in an unusually angry manner.

Hey, there is an unexpected gain?

Roland knew how strong people's desire to survive was. Maybe Stanley thought of dying just now, but he probably didn't think of it now.

Roland thought of Stanley's determination when he tried to escape before, and thought he didn't have much attachment to his family.

At that time, he thought this person was cold-hearted, but now he knows there is another hidden secret.

Why are the private lives of Sussex officials more chaotic than each other?

Roland complained silently.

Stanley sighed lightly and said slowly: "As long as you tell this secret, you will definitely not keep me. So please swear to take care of my real family."

Roland put his hand on his chest and swore solemnly.

"I, Roland, solemnly swear to the Thames River that if the person in front of me tells me enough information, I will ask the Queen to pardon his crime. If you break your oath, let me drown in the Thames River."

"Stanley, your crime is to amass wealth, not unforgivable."

"As long as you provide effective clues, Her Majesty will definitely forgive you."

Stanley looked at Roland in disbelief. He tried to put his hand on his chest and swore the same oath.

He swore that what he was going to say next was the truth, and he would leave the imperial capital and never be an enemy of the Queen and Roland.

Clearing his throat, Stanley said in a deep voice:

"Before your majesty went to sea, the old captain had secretly met with a strange woman. That person hid well, I couldn't recognize her identity, but she spoke with a not-so-obvious Rurik accent."

"If I guess correctly, she should be the Shadow Temple under Queen Sophia."

He revealed all the clues he observed.

Roland was silent for a long time, then slowly said, "Stanley, very good. This information is enough to buy your life."