in the name of the queen

Chapter 91 You also want performance points, right?

"Captain, Wharton can no longer bear the responsibility!"

Interrogator Boyn excitedly held a stack of materials and presented a treasure to Roland as if he were taking credit.

"So fast?"

Roland nodded with satisfaction, "Born, you did a great job, you will receive twenty-five points for your performance points! Each of your two assistants will receive ten points."

He took out a pen, found the names of Boen and others on the performance table on the wall, and filled in the scores.

Seeing Roland giving him extra points, even though he didn't get any substantial reward, all the bones in Bone's body felt a little lighter, which made him feel indescribably comfortable.

Bone's cheeks were slightly red with excitement, but he was silently complaining in his heart.

Is this called fast?

It’s been three days, Master!

In the past three days, he and the assistant interrogators were very busy, but at least they could rest in shifts. Wharton didn't sleep for a second.

A dozen large candles were lit around Wharton, and the interrogators were hidden in the darkness. Wharton could only see vague figures, and he couldn't even tell where the sound came from.

Putting himself in his shoes, Bone felt creepy.

If you think about it from his perspective, he might not even be able to hold on for half a day before he has to confess.

Wharton held on for three days, and he was almost out of shape before he moved. He was really a tough guy.

He is worthy of being an extraordinary person, and his willpower far exceeds that of ordinary people.

But in the end I did it.

Even a tough guy can't resist the leader's tactics.

Bone thought silently.

He felt terrified at the thought of almost standing on the opposite side of Roland.

Fortunately, he is just a golden knight. He has not made many mistakes before and is not qualified to be targeted by the team leader.

Roland carefully wrote down the performance scores and looked back at Bone's excited expression. He was very satisfied with this set of CPU gameplay from modern society.

If an employee can only see his salary paid once a month when he comes to work, his enthusiasm for work only exists in the days before and after the salary is paid.

The salary of the Knights is not too high, and even these days they are not particularly enthusiastic.

They have to be given some motivation.

Such as performance points.

Roland's performance system is simple and crude. Performance discount targets are set according to the three levels of gold, silver and red copper.

Such as promotion.

Depending on the level, you can be promoted if you accumulate enough performance points.

The Golden Knights are all eyeing the position of deputy captain, right?

It's a good thing to want to make progress, let performance speak for itself.

The Silver Knight also wants to become the Golden Knight, right?

No problem, performance speaks for itself.

Attendance punching has basic performance, hard work has reward performance, and outstanding performance has motivation performance.

In short, it's just a matter of drawing chicken blood and drawing a big pie.

Without spending a penny, the whole group was full of energy and howling like wild wolves.

What if someone actually did it?
  No need to ask, of course such an outstanding employee needs to be promoted.

The first two who meet the conditions will be promoted to deputy regimental commander, and those who come after will enjoy deputy regimental level treatment.

The same goes for silver and copper levels.

The positions are limited, but there are many people who can enjoy the benefits.

After receiving performance points, Bone hesitated for a moment, remembering Stanley's stubbornness despite being exhausted, and decided to report truthfully.

"Captain, there is one more thing. Stanley insists on an interview with you."

"Oh, this guy still doesn't give up?" Roland was a little surprised, but still nodded.

"It just so happens that I have nothing to do now, so I went to see him."

Bone breathed a sigh of relief and was about to lead the way when Roland's cold voice came from behind.

"Born, it is a good thing to exercise subjective initiative, but it is not to make one's own decisions. I hope you remember."

Born was so frightened that his legs went weak and he almost knelt down. He assured Roland with a trembling voice, "Captain, please calm down. I promise you will never!"

Roland walked up to him, patted his shoulder, and said with a smile: "It doesn't have to be like this. You are always steady in doing things. I just said casually, let's go."

Bone was so scared that he was sweating profusely, and was relieved to hear that Roland didn't care.

He silently cursed in his heart, whoever believed it was an idiot!
  This was clearly a warning for his hesitation in the report just now.

Born cautiously took Roland to the solitary room, handed over to the guards meticulously, and completed the interrogation according to the procedures without daring to be careless in the slightest.

Stanley's condition looked very bad, his face was pale and disheveled, and he was completely different from the high-spirited person he was a few days ago.

Seeing Roland come in, his dull eyes finally gained some life.

"Captain."

"It doesn't have to be like this. You have been expelled from the Knights. I am not your leader."

Stanley smiled self-deprecatingly and did not insist. He just said softly: "Has Wharton already explained everything about me?"

"At least he thinks so, but I know it's not entirely true."

Roland said calmly: "He persisted for three days, so he is worthy of you. But he certainly doesn't know how many secrets you hide behind your back, such as the two hundred thousand pounds of gold coins."

"Isn't this money enough to atone?" Stanley asked reluctantly.

"Not enough, unless it's all secrets." Roland said calmly.

He stared at Stanley and asked sternly: "What happened when the late emperor went to sea? Tell me!"

Stanley's body shook violently, his eyes quickly averted, and he whispered: "I don't know, this matter has nothing to do with me."

His hands were shaking uncontrollably, and he lowered his head slumpedly, as if he had made up his mind.

Roland reminded calmly: "You have a family."

"They are not my family!" Stanley suddenly shouted angrily.

Hey, there is actually an unexpected gain?

Roland knew how powerful people's desire to live was. Maybe Stanley thought about dying just at that moment, but he probably didn't think about it now.

Roland thought of Stanley's determination when he tried to escape before, thinking that he didn't have much attachment to his family.

At that time, I thought this man had a cold nature, but now I know that he has a hidden agenda.

Why are the private lives of Sussex officials more chaotic than the last?
  Roland complained silently.

Stanley sighed softly and said slowly: "As long as I tell this secret, you will definitely not leave me alone. So please swear to take care of my real family."

Roland put his hand on his chest and swore solemnly.

"I, Roland, hereby solemnly swear to the Thames River that if the person in front of me tells enough information, I will ask the Queen to pardon his crimes. If I violate my oath, let me drown in the Thames River. "

"Stanley, your crime is to make money, but it is not an unforgivable crime."

"As long as you provide valid clues, Her Majesty the Queen will definitely forgive you."

Stanley looked at Roland in disbelief. He tried his best to put his hand against his chest and swear the same oath.

He swore that what he said next was the truth, and that he would leave the imperial capital and never be an enemy of the Queen and Roland.

Clearing his throat, Stanley said in a deep voice:
  "Before His Majesty went to sea, the old captain had a secret meeting with a strange woman. That person was well hidden, and I couldn't recognize her identity, but she had a less obvious Rurik accent when she spoke."

"If my guess is correct, she should be the Shadow Templar under Queen Sophia."

He told all the clues he had observed.

Roland was silent for a long time and said slowly: "Stanley, very good, this information is enough to buy your life."

(End of this chapter)