Chapter 115 (1/2)

Penelope had deep respect and admiration towards Kyle. He was never a man to commit an offence and a man who would rather jump off the top of the Imperial Palace than fall in a forbidden love with a criminal.

All actions performed by such a thorough and obstinate dignified man were bound to be followed by reasonable reasons.

Penelope turned off the recorder after a moment of thought. An investigator should not make any judgment anchored on personal feelings during an investigation, but she decided to keep quiet about it first.

Perhaps she would discover the reason for Kyle’s actions after the trial of Eleonora Asil. Moreover, if a scandal were to break out between the General Manager and Eleonora Asil, the  Bureau of Investigation Security, which was already struggling to cope with heaps of cases, might collapse. What good would it bring?

Night shift…

Penelope sent the images to the inspection team, a kind smile on her lips, and then locked the chip containing all the records inside the desk’s drawer. At the same instant, someone knocked on the door of her office. Penelope’s mouth thinned and she wore a blank expression, calling out.

“Yes. Come in… Minister?”

A smiling man burst into her office. His hair was a glittering blonde that instantly enlivened the dull office. “Long time no see, Penelope.”

“Oh, what brings you here?”

“Oh, nothing else. Just because the latest train terrorist attack on Central Edman revealed that our side was involved.  I came in person because you said it was confidential, but I don’t think the general manager is here now?”

“The captain is currently interrogating. It’s an unwritten rule not to call during interrogation. Would you like to wait a little?” asked Penelope.

“Okay. Can you find out how long it takes?”

“Yes. Just a moment…” Penelope approached the wall on the right, grabbed the phone and contacted an investigator in the interrogation room.

Meanwhile, the man circled the office and approached the window. Then, he sat on the window frame and casually inserted a key into the lock hole in the drawer across the window and turned it around. A slender, delicate hand took a nail-sized chip out of the drawer.

“Yes, Paul. When do you think it’ll be over? It’s nothing else, the Minister of Magic is here right now. Yes, because of that terrorist incident. Ah… yes.” Penelope returned the phone and turned around. “I’m sorry, Minister, but today…”

“Oh, is it difficult?”

“Yes, I’m sorry. It’s an issue.”

“That’s understandable. Your opponent is Eleanora. The boss is always in trouble.” Adrian grinned and hoisted his body off the window frame. “Tomorrow was the trial? Then I’ll be back the day after tomorrow.”

“Yes. Do you have anything else to say to the captain?”