442 Can’t Sleep (2/2)
The good kid managed a smile but then his face paled. Covering his mouth, he rushed out the door. They quickly cleaned up the body and everyone left.
Constantine looked at the examiner. ”You found the mole and killed him. Are you satisfied now?”
The examiner's smile was still mysterious. He just nodded slightly and looked in Charles' direction. ”I hope I am just overly sensitive…”
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After countless days, Charles was in a dilapidated alley in the corner of the Sacred City. He leaned against the wall and smoked, looking like he was just basking in the sun lazily.
A faint voice traveled to his ears, ”According to the information from the Silent Authority, ever since the Revolutionaries began more than a decade ago, Constantine was an important figure. He was always mysterious and not many people saw him before.
”If he wasn't captured this time, probably even the Silent Authority wouldn't know he existed. His relationship with Gaius is extremely close and compatible. He stayed in the shadows and traveled the nations for Gaius. He apparently has many hidden followers and the high officials of many countries all have contact with him.
”The Revolutionaries rely on his information network to operate for all these years. This time, Constantine's arrest not only made the Sacred City lose a lot of spies. They also stole a lot of important information regarding the Winter Festival.
”You only need to find some tiny things from Constantine to be free. Don't get too into it, Charles. You don't have to sacrifice too much for the Sacred City.”
”I know, Yezi. Don't worry.” He smiled confidently. ”You know me. I run faster than anyone if there's the slightest bit of danger. Even the paparazzi can't catch me.”
A thin water vapor thread extended from the sewer and latched onto him. They were in coherence. A hoarse voice sounded in his ear. ”Stop saying those stupid things now, Charles.” Ye Qingxuan sighed. ”If anything happens, don't be stubborn. If you have to sell out the Silent Authority to live, it's fine. Charles, as long as you're alive, I can save you, understand?”
”Don't worry. Do I look like someone who has morals? If I have to, I'll even betray the Sacred City.” Charles smiled and waved. ”Stop worrying about me. I'm really successful. Constantine trusts me a lot. I'm already his secretary and help him deal with messages. After a while, he'll take me to see Gaius.”
After a pause, Ye Qingxuan sighed. ”Take care.”
”It's against the rules for you to contact me behind the Silent Authority, right? Don't contact me if you don't have to,” Charles said quietly. ”There are some people keeping an eye on me too. It'll suck if they find anything.”
”…Powerful people?”
”Yes, very.” Charles fell silent. He remembered the figure he saw in prison and his pupils trembled. ”One of the Revolutionaries' spies has purple eyes. Be careful of him, Yezi. You have to be careful…If you see him, run away. Don't fight him at all, okay?”
Ye Qingxuan froze. For the first time, he could feel fear from Charles. It was undisguised weakness and fear.
”Charles, even—”
Charles shook his head, interrupting him. ”Yezi, I'm begging you.”
After a while, Ye Qingxuan nodded slowly. ”Okay, I promise you.”
”Great.” Charles forced a smile. He looked down at his cigarette. He tossed it down and ground it under his foot. ”I'm leaving now. Don't worry about me. I sleep and eat well and every other day, I get to drink good wine. The days are so nice that I almost forget I'm a spy.”
But he hesitated, and before cutting off the resonance, he asked softly, ”Mr. Newton…is there still no news?”
”He's still MIA.” Ye Qingxuan's voice was dark. ”You care about him?”
”It's good that there's no news. At least he's still alive.” Charles shook his head. ”He lied to me to trade with the Revolutionaries but I've never hated him. He taught me a lot. I should thank him for not looking down on a failure like me. I'm sorry, Yezi. I experimented with your data without your permission. I owe you.”
”If you come back alive, let me beat you up.” Ye Qingxuan sighed. ”Hurry and scram. Otherwise, you'll get hit.”
”Thanks.” Charles smiled, waved, and left.
In the distance, Ye Qingxuan opened his eyes in a peaceful café. After a long while, he could not help but sigh. ”Lola, help me,” he murmured. ”Protect Charles. Don't let him get hurt.”
A complaint came from the air around him. ”What sin did I commit in my past life to meet someone like you…” The sigh quickly dissipated. It seemed that nothing had happened.
”Thanks.” Ye Qingxuan smiled. He raised the cup and drank the bitter espresso in one gulp. His lowered eyes were red. He had not slept in ten days.