“Is this matter very serious?”

"It's serious enough to put this world in a bloody storm!"

Mr. Graton's answer shocked Degst.

He knew that Mr. Degst was never an alarmist person.

Is something really going to happen?

"They should have been dead, they should have been dead." Graton kept repeating this sentence: "They shouldn't continue to live. Degst, you see, I'm very glorious and famous, right? In fact, after so many years, I think I should tell you some truth. I'm just a job, but my job position is relatively advanced."

Degst said nothing.

Why did Mr. Graton suddenly say these words to himself?

"I have been working for an organization for many years. They have given me a lot of reputation, wealth, and status. The only thing I have to do is to be absolutely loyal to this organization. Absolutely! Any betrayal will be ruthlessly punished by them."

Graton seemed to be trapped in memories:

"One time an important person in this organization held a party, I was fortunate to receive an invitation for the first time. But among the people who attended the meeting, I was just a tiny little person, so small that no one came to talk to me, but I still felt very honored. Because not everyone is qualified to attend such a banquet. In that banquet, I saw many people, especially Mr. Harry and Miss Dorothea. They were youthful, passionate, and full of infinite vitality. There were always many children as old as theirs, but they were like natural enemies, always quarreling there."

Speaking of this, Graton got up and poured himself a glass of wine, sat back, and then continued:

"I have always watched them quarrel from afar. I envy them very much. From the beginning of their birth, they were destined to be different from others. Later, yes, not long ago, I suddenly heard a bad news. Mr. Harry and Miss Dorothea died in an accident. What exactly happened? I don't know, because I am not qualified to ask about the inside story."

Degst finally interrupted and asked, "Are you Mr. Harry and Miss Dorothea whom we just saw, just now?"

"Yes, I swear they are all I see!" Graton drank the wine in the cup: "It is understandable if a person looks not much the same, but it is absolutely impossible for both of them to look exactly the same at the same time."

"Maybe there are some other reasons," Degest said in a pondering voice: "Mr. Graton, you can tell their families that they are not dead."

"No, no, you don't know what this means." A hint of panic flashed across Graton's face: "Why did Harry and Dorothea pretend to die? What is their purpose? They must be hiding something, maybe it's related to the families they represent? Once the truth is revealed, it will be very terrible. This is by no means a secret that people of my class can come into contact with. Do you understand?"

Degest hesitated: "Then don't say it, just pretend that you didn't see anything."

"That's not OK, Robbie." Graton shook his head and said, "Loyalty, our organization values ​​loyalty the most. You may not have the ability, but you must never lose loyalty. If one day my organization knows that I have hidden such important things from them, not only will I suffer a terrible fate, but even my family will face terrible nightmares. No, no, I will not allow such a thing to happen."

He thought about it for a long time before gritting his teeth and said, "I must report this to my superiors. Wait for me, Robbie."

He stood up and sat in front of the computer for a long time.

When he returned to Degst, he sat down and said in a serious tone: "Robbie, I just sent an email to your email address. Listen, Robbie, you will listen carefully to me every word I have now. Once one day I am surprised, listen, I mean I am dead. You must carefully look at how I was when I died. If my tie is still intact, then you just think that nothing has happened and you still live the life you usually live..."

"Mr. Graton!"

Degst was frightened.

But his words were quickly interrupted by Graton: "Listen to me, my friend. If I didn't wear a tie when I died, open the email I sent you. What should you do? I told you in the email. But before that, don't open the email, swear to me, you won't open the email before this!"

"I swear, Mr. Graton." Degst said loudly.

"I believe in you, my friend." A smile finally flashed across Graton's face: "Also, tell my wife that I love her, I have always loved her. Degst, I love my wife. Listen, I love my wife!"

Degst almost had the urge to cry.

What's wrong with this?

What's wrong with Mr. Graton?

Could a person who tells the truth face such a terrible fate?

What kind of organization does Mr. Graton join?

Degest didn't ask, he knew that even if he asked Degest, he wouldn't answer.

"There's one more thing I have to tell you." Graton didn't want to hide anything from his friends: "When you get involved in this, you will also face danger, even death."

"I'm not afraid, Mr. Graton." Degest said calmly: "You said that we are friends, very good friends, and I'm willing to die for my friends."

"You can't die, live well." Graton said, "But when you get involved, there are not many people in this world who can save you. But coincidentally, there is such a person in Yundong, whose name is Lei Huanxi."

"Lei Huanxi? I ​​have heard of this name. Is he your friend too, Mr. Graton?"

"No, I don't even know him."

"Don't you recognize him?"

Degst was stunned there again.

Mr. Graton actually asked himself to ask someone he didn't even know for help?

"Yes, I don't know him, but I know something you don't know." Graton pondered, then slowly said to his good friend:

"But he is the only person in this world who can save you!"

This is probably the most ridiculous thing Degest encountered.

Yes, the most ridiculous, no one.
Chapter completed!