Love Comes To Me
Chapter 1652: The Less You Know, the Better

Bergerian lay in the hospital for a few days and his wounds had slowly healed.

This day, Joaquin finished the task at hand, came to the hospital again.

The first time I saw Bergerian looking out the window with no expression, he seemed to be a bit lost in thought.

Joaquin paused slightly and coughed lightly.

When he heard the voice, Bergerian did not look back, his voice lazy: "I know you're here, if you have anything to say, just say it."

Joaquin was choked for a moment, slowed down, before saying lightly: "It has been so many days, have you thought about it?"

"Although the news that you are still alive has been locked away by us, but the ability of that group of people, you must know better than me. If they are found out, you can guess the consequences. I advise you to give an account of what happened before it's too late, maybe we can still avenge you, and you'll be doing the people a service."

Bergerian turned back in silence and glanced at Joaquin.

After a while, he said quietly: "Interpol Joaquin, since you advised me, then I also advise you, the less you know the better."

"Don't say these useless nonsense, if you know anything, just say it, act like a man if you can, don't be abrasive."

Joaquin looked at him unhappily.

"Even if I say it, it doesn't necessarily mean that you can deal with them, and, before that happens, one of you will pay with your life."

Bergerian spoke once more, this time looking at Joaquin with eyes that took on a bit of sincerity, as if he was really looking out for them.

"This is something for us police to worry about, you don't need to care so much, just tell us everything you know."

Joaquin has obviously run out of patience, do not want to talk nonsense with Bergerian, the tone of voice also cold a lot.

Bergerian was silent for a long time, and finally gave Joaquin a deep look, "Well, this is your own death. If anything happens, don't blame it on my head."

"Naturally." Joaquin nodded his head.

"The Hell Alliance is a very big organization, and what I've touched is just a very small part of it, but you know my strength. So, you can imagine how huge the Hell Alliance is."

At these words, Joaquin's face sank slightly.

Bergerian's strength was indeed strong, and this time, if not for Lisa's help, he could not have caught him so easily.

Moreover, from the power and arrogance of the institute under Bergerian's name in the first place, it was clear that what they had seen was not comprehensive.

Joaquin pondered for a moment and said, "Tell me more about it. Speak clearly, I may be able to let you take the credit and suffer less."

Bergerian shook his head, "I don't expect that. I only have one request, after I say, let me see Eloise once more."

Joaquin could not help but frown, Hector's side, can agree?

However, he could not care about that much, he had to know the information of the Hell Alliance now, and could only circumvent Bergerian first.

After he sorted out the stakes, he nodded, "This matter, I will go back and discuss with Eloise."

"Okay, I believe you."

Bergerian gladly nodded and said, "Let me tell you about the personnel structure of the Hell Alliance first, the Hell Alliance has two chiefs, but the main chief is godless, including me, many people have never seen him, there is information about him, I'm afraid only the deputy chief knows."

"The affairs of the whole organization are basically handled by the deputy chief Hudson, and the person who came to my rescue last time was Kyle, who is one level higher than me."

Joaquin read Hudson and Kyle's names silently, recording them in his mind, before nodding towards Bergerian, signaling him to go on.

"The Hell Alliance has set up strongholds all over the world, which includes your country as well." Bergerian said, giving Joaquin a somewhat mocking look.

Joaquin heart can't help but be surprised, but also feel in reason, the mood becomes very complicated, don't know what to say.

Bergerian hooked his lips, he was just vindictive, wanting to see what the reaction of the always confident Joaquin knew that his country also existed strongholds, and now that he saw it, he smiled with satisfaction.

He continued, "These strongholds, have a special person in charge, each person in charge is divided into ranks, from high to low, respectively, 35, 2S, S, and further down, is A, B, C."

"Then what rank do you belong to?" Joaquin's brow furrowed and asked with a straight face.

"I guess what you must be thinking is that I'm 25, or 35, right? Unfortunately, you overestimate me, I can only be an S-rank at best."

Bergerian looked at him with a good look, "Finally, let me tell you one more piece of news, there are at least five other S-rank ones like me in the world!"

Joaquin listened, really frowned fiercely, his words, simply a bad news!

Regardless of the others, a Bergerian is difficult enough to deal with, he described himself as "at best an S-class", so there is a high probability that he is not up to the standard of an S-class. There are five other S-classes that are difficult to deal with, not to mention those 25 and 35 people.

Is the Hell Alliance really an existence that is even more powerful than the organization he imagined?