Heather who counterattacked

Cyril contacts Kay.

The person on the other end of the phone was quite helpless: "It's rare to live in, Your Excellency. You cut off the information that was enough to set off a bloody storm at the source. You can't do too much of this kind of thing."

"The biggest possibility is that Polaris was scattered before the bloody storm broke out." Cyril said calmly, "Sell it or not?"

"Sell!" Kai grinned, "I'm not interested in becoming a big devil."

The fact that the former King of the West was seriously injured in a terrorist attack, let alone in the dark world, is shocking all over the world.Not to mention those who were present at the time, including the invisible leader of the gray way.Although Polaris is basically white, its information business runs through black and white. Its network is more dense in the European and American world. This kind of large super organization has an extremely strong desire to control the world. Not to mention the huge benefits, even if it is not profitable. It will also hold the information it needs in the palm of its hand.

This bombing attack has firmly attracted the attention of all media and intelligence organizations.Countless tentacles tried to find a breakthrough to know what happened inside.If it's purely white, even the royal family can't block the news, but there is a rose master inside, and the means of rose control are people who don't want to try, even if they have clues such as Polaris, they dare not act rashly.

Besides, this kind of thing was originally done by free will.It has done everything, and naturally it doesn't mind pouring a pot of boiling oil on the fire, but it can't protect itself at this time.On the one hand, it has been basically dismantled, and the high-level personnel have been almost wiped out. On the other hand, the only remaining person in charge has planted himself in it. The mess has become so rotten that there is no end to it.

Polaris waited and watched, and felt that it would be safer to suppress this information.At this time, a customer who came to give money can still sell it and won't be liquidated by Qiangwei afterwards. Of course, they are happy to do business.

Cyril turned to contact Carey: "Help me take a trip to Spain...see if there is anything I can do to help."

Carey felt that if he studied for another ten years, he would not be able to understand the thinking circuit in his master's head.Bewildered by his anomalous transformation.Didn't she look like she was ready to break up the relationship before, why did she soften all of a sudden?Why didn't you think of keeping your hands when you were ruthless to deceive people?Carey felt that if he were Mr. Ulysses, he would hate him to death.

But the question still needs to be asked: "Has the situation stabilized?"

"According to the news revealed by Polaris, it is Bai Dao who will make a big move next, and Qiangwei is not very good at doing it. Ulysses is not dead, and was saved by the former King Xi, but as the source of the explosion... the injury is not enough. light."

Carey was terrified when he heard it, and hesitated a moment later: "Then... what about that one?" Where's Qiangwei's?

"I don't know. Polaris dare not sell this news."

Carey scratched his hair and called Ai Wei: "Help me urgently mobilize a batch of supplies, the kind of humanitarian relief."

Ivy was taken aback: "What are you going to do?"

"Take a trip to the west. Most people can't get in right now, so I have to change my status." He sighed, "Many people in Metia have been with Doctors Without Borders, so I'll take them with me."

What a perceptive person Ivy is, he found the problem almost as soon as he heard it: "Cyril asked you to go?"

Carey said helplessly: "I think he still has some regrets."

"...It's all come to this point, what's the use of regretting!"

"I don't dare to say it, but you dare to say it in person."

Ai Wei looked at the sky speechlessly: "Go away, send me a letter when you leave, and I will let the supplies go together."

After Carey finished this wave, he finally had time to think calmly.Why did you suddenly change your attitude?Is it related to the things he sent over before?That flower is definitely not the main reason, so it should be the painting that moved Cyril?

He had an indescribable feeling.If you have to say how much you love, it must be false.It was only a few days since we met, and if I really wanted to say something unforgettable, it was just my imagination that moved me.But some people are just born different.They are beacons to others, morning stars, irresistible beacons.Of course Carey felt very sorry, if that young lady was still alive, many things would definitely be different.But even after she has passed away, her influence on certain people is still extremely profound.

Carey had seen the painting.Just because he knew the possible meaning contained in the painting, he agreed to the other party's request without even thinking about it, and sent the painting to Xi Ruier.He was thinking, no matter how hard he pretended, Cyril's heart was soft.

Just don't know... well, if he's Mr. Ulysses, it's too late to hate.

Let's see if we can find Don first.

When his subordinates changed shifts, they brought Kroen over.

When Ai Wei went to report to the owner with the documents, he took the cat in his arms: "Have you gained weight recently?"

What he got back was a slap across the face without any hesitation, and a figure that jumped onto the desk in a perfect parabolic shape with a light arm.Klon squatted lazily on the table, his pure blue eyes stared at Cyril without blinking.

"Good morning Klon." Cyril calmly reached out and stroked its head.

Kroen meowed softly, put his head on his folded arms, and acted pure and gentle.

After Ivey finished talking about what he should say, and discussed the details of the progress of the judgment plan, he should have left. After looking at the quiet one person and one cat, he hesitated: "Are you a little free recently?"

Cyril looked away from Kron and glanced up.

"I think you're really too idle now, and your whole person is so quiet that it seems to disappear in a blink of an eye." He suggested, "Don't you really need to go somewhere? Take a break or something? You The way it looks now makes me feel a little panicked.”

Cyril: "..."

Ivy said seriously: "Or look for your little girl? It's fun for her to be scandalized now-in any case, it's much better than you staying with me."

Cyril hugged the cat and didn't speak.

Ivy earnestly said: "Do something that makes you happy."

It took a long time after he left that Cyril, who was in a daze while stroking the cat, came back to his senses.

"What to do," Cyril complained to his cat with a smile, "It seems that there is nothing to make me happy anymore."

He wanted Lance to die, but after finding out that his identity might be Alma's blood, he couldn't move him anymore.The only true friend, Ulysses, was pushed into a desperate situation by his own hands. He lost the most important person, lost the ideal to fight for, and lost the goal of survival. Now he should hate him so much.

The hatred he bears has no immediate means of retaliation, so he can only take it slowly.Aurora's growth didn't need any more comments from him, and Marcus walked on the path he should take.

He has no one to talk to now, nothing to do, and every morning when he opens his eyes, the day is blank.

"Look at me now, what have I become?" Cyril laughed.

Kroen didn't make a sound, just stretched out his paw and gently touched his face with the meat pad.

"It's too bad," he said, "then it's just a matter of having fun."

Hold the cat and get up to find the communicator.Dial Kay's number.

The other party was at a loss: "Your Excellency, I have no information to sell to you right now."

"No information." Cyril said, "Help me invite the Lord of Roses, just say that I invite him to drink coffee."

Kai's hands trembled, and he was almost out of his wits in shock. It took him a long time to swallow his saliva: "...we... don't have this business."

Cyril questioned calmly: "Huh? Are you sure?"

"Okay, okay..." Kai bit his finger and compromised, "But I'm not sure if he will agree."