Reborn: Imperial Officer Promotion Guide

A few minutes later, there was a knock on the office door and Helheim walked in in high spirits.

He was just like the protagonist in a drama, looking upright and without any fear.

"I heard someone is looking for me?"

More Bandes frowned and said, "Hello, my name is More Bandes, I am Mr. Badda's chief private secretary. I want to ask you something. Please take a seat."

More Bandes pointed across the desk and motioned for Hull to sit down.

At this moment, in Mor Bandes' heart, suspicion about Helheim had turned into certainty.

Hull exudes an extremely abnormal aura. No, from the outside he looks like an innocent person.

But it was just a disguise and couldn't fool More Bandes at all.

More Bandes had seen several of these special criminals when he was a minor official in other areas.

They have no remorse, no fear, and are absolutely confident in themselves.

Unfortunately, if it were someone else, they might have been kept in the dark, but More Bandes was very experienced in interrogation.

"Lord Helheim, you are really calm."

"Calm down? Do I have any reason to panic?" Hull tilted his head, a smile on his face, and his tone sounded like a joke.

"Mr. Badda disappeared on the day you took office. Don't you think this is too much of a coincidence?"

"Even so, why should I panic? You should know that I came back from the battlefield in the north. My companions who were feasting with me today might die on the battlefield the next day. The unpredictable world is just like this. I am no longer surprised by it."

"..."

More Bandes' eyes widened and he was silent for a moment.

After hearing this, More Bandes also nodded.

The relatively rear-end East Territory is not as dangerous as the North Territory, and the political officials here are not as strong as the iron-blooded officers on the battlefield.

The interior officials tended to show respect to those fighting on the front lines. On the contrary, the officers on the front lines tended to look down on the support work in the rear.

More Bandes had no experience fighting on the front line, and when he heard Hull's words, he smiled bitterly.

"This is the record of the meeting that day. Please take a look."

More Bandes pulled himself together, took out the document and handed it to Hull.

Hesen looked through Badda's meeting record from yesterday with an expressionless face, and finally stopped at his own page.

"Why isn't my conversation with Mr. Badda recorded here?"

"That's exactly what I wanted to ask you. Why is it that only your meeting record doesn't contain any conversation content? Objectively speaking, doesn't it feel unnatural?"

Hull nodded: "It is indeed very unnatural."

"Why do you think this happened?" More Bandes put his hands on the desk and stared at Hull.

Try to find the answer from his expression.

"Maybe the secretary in charge of recording was not paying attention. I remember that the secretary in charge of recording was dozing off, and I reminded him once. Didn't he tell you?"

"..."

This is absolutely impossible. Even if I have been pulling all-nighters, as a secretary I cannot fall asleep during working hours.

Don't underestimate the secretaries. Anyone who can stand here has to go through layers of selection.

How could I make that kind of mistake!

This guy was able to tell such an obvious lie without changing his expression or heart beating.

He is indeed a cunning guy.

"…Do you think this excuse makes sense?"

"That's not an excuse. There was no record of the conversation, so that's the only possible reason."

"I heard that you talked about something that couldn't be recorded in the conversation record, so there was a blank. Is that true?"

More Benders tapped his fingers rhythmically on his desk.

Faced with a man who is good at arming himself with lies, he has to expose his true face step by step.

However, Herlian's expression did not change at all, and he still looked upright.

“Is this really a good thing?”

"What's the matter?" Moore Bandes didn't understand what Hull meant and couldn't help asking back.

"The so-called meeting record must record all the contents of the conversation without reservation. Even for a private secretary, can we simply not record it just because we encounter something that is inconvenient to record? If something serious really happens, can this reason be used as evidence in court?"

"This...this..."

Helheim is absolutely right. Under normal circumstances, everything needs to be recorded truthfully.

But in order to prevent Badda's hobby from leaving any trace, some things cannot be recorded in writing.

Hull smiled and tapped his fingers on the desk, which made More Bandes a little overwhelmed.

"I didn't talk to Mr. Badda about anything other than work, nor did I say anything that was inconvenient to record. I didn't write anything down. It was just because the person in charge of recording fell asleep and was lazy during working hours. I remember it very clearly."

"Absolutely impossible! A secretary would never make such a low-level mistake!" Moore Bandes slammed his hand heavily on the desk.

"If that's the case, please call the person who was responsible for taking notes at the time and ask him what exactly was discussed. Wouldn't that make it clear?" Hull's fingers continued to tap on the desk.

Mor Bandes was speechless when asked: "That...that is..."

"You're not going to tell me that the person in charge of recording has forgotten what I said to Mr. Badda yesterday? It's only been a day. Is human memory really that fragile? This excuse doesn't make sense."

"..." More Bandes had no way to refute it. The loss of memory was indeed too strange.

The only possibility he could think of was that his memory had been erased by magic.

"Besides, I have something I really want to say, and I didn't leave any record of the conversation. Is this your fault? If you plan to blame me for this, I will be in a difficult position."

"...The person in charge of recording might have been manipulated by magic, so no records were left." More Bandes boldly expressed his guess.

Instantly, the knocking sound stopped. Helheim stood up, put his hands on the desk, and leaned his face forward, staring directly into Mor Bandes' pupils.

"You said magic? Well, do you have any evidence?"

"..."

At this moment, cold sweat broke out on More Bandes' forehead.

The time was too short and the interrogation was completely unprepared.

Apart from evidence of thugs breaking into and robbing the house, no other meaningful evidence has been found so far.

More Bandes' expression at this moment had already answered Hull's question.

He found no evidence at all.

Hull snorted coldly: "So you are just guessing here! It's really shocking. Are the personal secretaries of Mr. Badda so poor? You are actually trying to throw dirty water on me with something that is totally untrue. Isn't that too contemptuous of me?"

At this point, Hull sat back down again: "I roughly understand. Mr. Badda is missing, and the conversation records that should have been used as clues for the investigation are unclear. If you investigate, you will also be held accountable. So, you are planning to throw the pot on me and want me to take the responsibility for you. Haha... What a good plan!"

Hull sighed, as if he suddenly understood something.

"What nonsense are you talking about!" Moore Bandes stood up at this moment, staring at Hull with murderous eyes.

"You were the first to make groundless assumptions about me, weren't you? I just made my own inferences based on the information I had at the moment. Now you know how it feels to be wronged, right?"

"..." More Bandes gritted his teeth, but finally did not lose his temper and sat back in his chair.

"By the way, Chief Private Secretary Mr. More Bandes, you are so lucky." Hull raised his head and looked at the ceiling as if nothing had happened.

This sentence made More Bandes stunned for a moment.

"Because your people neglected their duties, the conversation records that should have been kept as evidence were leaked. Logically speaking, if this matter were to be reported, you would all be held accountable, especially you as the chief secretary."

"But you are really lucky, because I remember the situation at that time. You can add my testimony to fill in this gap, and no one will hold you responsible later."

Helheim had a half-smile on his face.

He didn't hesitate and took a pen from the desk and a piece of parchment.

After writing and drawing, give the parchment to Mor Bandes.

“…Are you serious?”

When More Bandes saw the contents clearly, an expression of horror appeared on his face.

Moore Bandes could tell at a glance that the contents were all lies.

Moreover, all the testimonies were in Hull's favor.

[Middle-level political officer Herr Heim proposed two important policy proposals to senior political assistant Mr. Badda in person in the afternoon.]

[——There are seven proposals for relief for the surrounding people and improvement of current transportation routes.]

[After reading the specific proposals, Mr. Badda, the senior political assistant, applauded the proposals and signed his name and stamped his seal to approve the proposals.]

Having followed Badda for many years, More Bandes knew that was absolutely impossible.

Not to mention approving the policy proposal put forward by his subordinates on the spot, given Badada's character, he would never do such a thing as applauding.

It's totally inconsistent with his past style.

There is no doubt that what Hull wrote was all lies.

This man... actually planned to blatantly use false evidence to cover up his actions yesterday!

How dare he tell such a lie so blatantly? Isn't he afraid that I will expose him?