Don't confiscate my identity as a human race-Chapter 1282 - 817 Lanci: Who Dares to Kill Me?_4

Maquiel took out a portable soundproof magic device from his pocket, unfolded a small barrier, ensuring that only the sounds from their table could be heard by Landry.

Then there was a long silence.

Landry didn't speak again.

He was merely thinking.

"Captain Maquiel, you haven't had private contact with anyone from the Allied Forces, have you?"

Lanci took a deep breath, his expression became much more serious, and he asked Maquiel.

"Of course not."

Maquiel wasn't angry, he answered patiently.

It's natural for Landry to doubt anyone, but once Landry lays the question out in the open, it's a step in dispelling the premonition of suspicion towards him.

"There shouldn't be any connection with the Silvermoon Reform Association either, right?"

Lanci probed again.

"Absolutely not, otherwise Nikola would never let me go."

This overly straightforward question made Maquiel laugh.

Normally, even if someone has such serious suspicions, they wouldn't directly ask them out loud.

But Professor Landry seems too innocent; he wants to feel safe before he spills some critical information to Maquiel.

It's evident that Landry is very afraid and uneasy.

Maquiel couldn't help but be curious about what exactly Landry knows.

"Forgive my impertinence, Maquiel, can you assure me that you are loyal to the Empire?"

Lanci asked Maquiel again.

That heavy tone seemed to be the last question.

"Of course."

Maquiel nodded without hesitation.

"..."

Lanci stared at Maquiel for a while, then also nodded.

Talia had already picked up her water glass and took a delicate sip.

Before they had arrived, Lanci had already told her what to do.

If she does nothing, it means it's true.

Drinking water indicates there's a lie.

"Captain Maquiel..."

After contemplating, Lanci finally seemed to muster the courage, deciding on the words he wanted to speak.

"Think about it, besides me, if we rule out the director of the confidential room and the director of the laboratory, is there anyone else who could have access to first-hand documents..."

Lanci lowered his voice so much it seemed he dared not continue.

If he continued, no matter whether this suspicion was true or false, it would be his, the small Professor Landry's, head that would roll.

"..."

Maquiel thought for a moment, his brows furrowed.

His eyes then opened as wide as brass bells.

Despite this being a groundbreaking possibility.

It coincided with his recent frustrating encounters.

How could he not have thought of this—

The motherfucking Director Dex might actually be an Allied Forces spy.

If Dex is caught, it would mean more than just a promotion to director.

As long as he can obtain irrefutable evidence and go to the First Army God Hesintos, Hesintos would surely bring down Duke Dex. Even if it meant openly falling out with the Emperor, Hesintos would not let go of the Allied Forces spy!

Moreover, Hesintos and Dex had long been in conflict of interests, and what's more, Emperor Saint Baldo is about to quietly support the elitist faction represented by Duke Dex, to suppress the increasingly popular First Army God Hesintos among the public.

"Got it, buddy. I'll take it to heart, and head back to the Operations Department."

Maquiel stood up, patted Lanci's shoulder as he passed by, and hurriedly bid farewell.

"Captain Maquiel, I didn't say anything, don't overthink it."

Lanci added with some concern.

"Don't worry, we never met today."

Maquiel left these words behind and waved goodbye as he went to pay and leave.

Lanci watched Maquiel leave Eleven Madison Park Restaurant.

Talia was stunned.

She seemed to understand Lanci's hint a little.

According to Lanci's three questions, Maquiel was neither a man of the Allied Forces nor a hidden member of the Silvermoon Reform Association, but also disloyal to the Empire; his true nature was now clear as day.

Let Maquiel shoot the arrow first, then draw the target for him; as long as Maquiel becomes suspicious of Director Dex, Lanci has plenty of ways to create various signs at the Operations Department, deepening Maquiel's confirmation of this suspicion.

"Lanlan, you..."

Talia swallowed the chocolate lava cake garnished with vanilla ice cream and spoke to Lanci.

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"I didn't say anything."

Lanci lifted his hands as if making a disclaimer.

Whatever wild thoughts Maquiel had were none of his business.

"You truly are a master of poison."

Talia knew Lanci too well.

She believed Maquiel would soon be utterly convinced that Director Dex is the Allied Forces spy—falling into the trap set by Lanci's further manipulations and alienation.

When a person encounters an insurmountable problem and suddenly perceives a possibility, and then everything that follows continually corroborates that possibility, they will become utterly convinced of it.

However, if Maquiel dares to investigate Dex, he's finished because Dex is also investigating who the Allied Forces spy is.

"Take your time eating; it's over."

Lanci called the waiter to add a meal for Talia.

Now he can pay out of his pocket and celebrate a bit.

"Sure, I won't hold back then."

Talia felt that having Lanci as a boyfriend was indeed great; after all, a disciple she trained herself turns out to be so satisfying to use.

She also felt more relaxed, as there should be no more trouble for Lanci at the Empire's Special Operations Department. The scapegoat had been found, and both Red Falcon Nicola and Duke Dex would be satisfied, no longer focusing on Lanci.

Professor Landry can then peacefully focus on preparing his work and research.

Everyone has their own things to do, everyone is busy.

Although Nikola is quite annoying, it's still better than the unfaithful and disloyal Maquiel.

"But aren't you worried that the Allied Forces might assassinate you next?"

Talia leaned back in the sofa chair, thought for a moment, and then turned to ask Lanci.

She pondered that as things go on, Maquiel would become marked as the "Allied Forces spy," while her teacher, Professor Landry, would be worry-free, eventually becoming the leader of the Imperial New Energy Organization as he wished.

The Allied Forces might feel that Landry is becoming increasingly uncontrollable.

Not only have they lost the leverage to threaten him, but even the difficulty of assassinating Landry would continue to increase.

Not killing him now might mean they'll never have the chance later.

"Heh, under the bright sky and the clear sun, could they still burst into my house in the middle of the night to kill me?"

Lanci laughed. He felt Talia was underestimating Brilda's security.

Moreover, at his home now there were Talia, Sigrid, and Isatia, three powerful guards. Anyone who dared to challenge him would meet their demise at their hands.

"That's true."

Seeing Lanci's aura of "who dares to kill me," Talia felt reassured as well.