Warm sunlight shines through the curtains and into this comfortable room.

The guests sleeping on the big bed on all fours put pillows on their faces, blocking the sunlight, but they couldn't stop the deafening cries outside the window.

"Outside the nickname, Angoriwen dug up a mysterious base, and it was rumored that corpses were everywhere."

"Shark breeding cannibalism for people's amusement, spotted crimes, heinous."

"Members of Congress are involved in the case of missing children, commit suicide by poisoning."

"The mysterious figure is said to be the key to the rescue of the Angorian children, and many children call their savior 'Joshua'."

"The missing person has been brainwashed and recovery has become a problem, and the Duchy of Remifilia will send an emergency medical team."

Duchamp turned over in irritation, got up from the bed, walked out to the terrace, and shouted at the newspaper vendors across the street: "It's noisy, and you won't let people sleep!"

After shouting this, he barely came to his senses, raised his watch and glanced at it, it was 10 o'clock in the morning on August 21.

He's been sleeping for more than a dozen hours.

Duchamp only felt that his whole body was falling apart, and he finally put his legs together, regained his mobility, changed his clothes, and walked out of the hotel to find food.

Unlike the empire, which has only one influential newspaper, there are as many newspapers as there are parties in the republic, and at this juncture before the general election, in the hot spot of the Angorian incident, all parties are desperately trying to find bright spots for themselves and trample on their opponents.

Duchamp listened to all kinds of exciting and bizarre cries all the way, bought two newspapers casually, read them a few times, and couldn't help rolling his eyes.

These reporters are really able to break down, and write as if they have gone to infiltrate and spy on them, and even make people feel that the stronghold is what they destroyed themselves.

But in fact, everything published in the newspaper must have been leaked from the Kasley police, and the description was nothing more than those servants who escaped by chance. When the rest of the rescuers, police and guerrillas, arrived, the lake was flooded.

General Polk, the head of the People's Progressive Party, issued a statement in which he severely condemned the inaction of the military and police in the Angorian incident, saying that once the election is won, the military and police will be rectified and the crackdown on criminal acts will be intensified. Grass eggs, it's really good at acting! ”

Duchamp threw the newspaper carrying the news to his feet and stomped on it several times until someone's portrait in the newspaper was printed on the sole of his shoe.

He ran to Cassius for news.

Lao Ka must have been busy with his feet to the sky, and he didn't return to the Oriental Apartment until midnight.

"I'm looking for you." Seeing Duchamp squatting at the door, Cassius breathed a sigh of relief, and a big stone fell to the ground in his heart.

After entering the door, Cassius couldn't wait to ask, "Why didn't I see you at the scene, how did you leave?" Aren't you the one who uses the radio to guide the people in the underground space to escape? ”

How to get there, of course, took advantage of the chaos and slipped away in the small boats of those fishermen who came to see the excitement, but this does not need to be detailed.

Duchamp gave a general account of the scene he had encountered, and Cassius's brow became tighter and tighter.

"Is it tricky?" Duchamp asked tentatively.

Cassius let out a long sigh and said worriedly: "Before the general election, every candidate will try to win over these councilors, and even if they are bumped into them at a party, it is not a crucial evidence, and even if the location is there, it will be justified that they do not know." What's more, you are the only eyewitness, and your identity is confidential, so if you submit it as evidence, it will be said that you are deliberately slandering the candidate. The key is to produce more evidence that Polk is related to Paradise in order to disqualify his candidacy. ”

Duchamp was shocked, this was not what he had imagined, and he exclaimed: "Then even if I saw it with my own eyes, it would be completely useless!" ”

Cassius said depressedly: "Now that Calvard is leaderless, and the political situation is very delicate, I personally estimate that it will be difficult to achieve anything. ”

Duchamp's face turned red, and after pondering for a long time, he found that it was really as Cassius said.

The park's top management had already fled or committed suicide, everything about the underground space was soaked in water, and it was absolutely impossible to clean it up in a short period of time, and the only thing to gain from the trip was to rescue dozens of children, and that's it.

Seeing that he was silent, Cassius explained: "Don't be discouraged, now that we know this news, we will conduct a secret investigation of Polk and his entourage, and maybe we can find some key evidence before the election, and there is also good news." ”

"What's the good news?"

"After this bloody lesson, all parties finally paid enough attention to this organization, and both the Church and the military and police of the Republic of Calvard agreed to form a joint command body to be responsible for the detection of the Order, and the guerrillas also had a place in it, and it would be much easier to dispatch personnel and exercise search powers in the future."

Duchamp muttered to himself in his heart, the church this time except to help the children at the end, it didn't do anything, and finally let go of his arrogant figure.

"It's really good news, I wonder how much cooperation the military and police can have?"

"Major cities, including the police in Kaslai, have joined the Joint Operations Group, and many powerful figures in the military have expressed their support."

Duchamp snorted and said angrily: "This kind of mixed situation is really enough for you to have a headache, so I won't worry about it." The power of the church is still very strong, let them do more. ”

When Cassius heard Duchamp's meaning, he had a feeling that he was about to shake his hands, and hurriedly said: "This matter is only a little eyebrow now, don't let it go easily." ”

Duchamp snorted again, and said angrily: "I won't let go easily, I and this sect have already formed a bond, if we don't completely extinguish them this time, we will only wait to be assassinated by them in the future." ”

When Cassius heard this, he was relieved and asked about the matter: "You have been lurking in for three days, have you found some clues that can be used?" ”

This question is asking Duchamp's pride.

"My results this time are definitely beyond your imagination, although their backbone has run away, but I can restore their appearance, as long as you can find a group of people who are good at stalking, find them, and keep an eye on them for a while, maybe you can dig out their nest completely, and at the moment, let them think that they are lucky."

After that, Duchamp laughed a few times, and Cassius was horrified when he heard it, and hurriedly stopped him: "Okay, okay, don't laugh so much, there's something for you to see." ”

"What's that?" Duchamp craned his neck curiously, seeing Cassius take out a few photographs.

"It's something from Councillor Monte's house, look what's wrong."

"A double-sided potter and a plate." Duchamp stared at the photo for a long time, but he didn't see what it was.

"The people of the church called this plate the Holy Grail and said that it must have something to do with their faith." Seeing that Duchamp really didn't have any high opinions, Cassius put away the photo and said casually: "An old friend is said to be coming tomorrow, and I will show it to him when the time comes, and maybe there will be some new hints." ”

"What kind of old friend?"

Cassius had a rare look of admiration on his face.

"A journalist with extraordinary intuition and reasoning skills."

"Journalists?" Duchamp asked in surprise.

Cassius nodded earnestly.

"To be precise, his eyes are no longer able to see, and I can only describe them to him. That gentleman and I met during the Hundred Days War, and his eye was wounded in the war, but this did not affect his judgment at all, and he was an admirable figure. If you are interested, I can introduce you to him. ”

"No, there's no time." Duchamp refused, the reporter was the most terrifying, and it was said that the blind man's hearing and memory were a hundred times better than that of ordinary people, and there was still a danger of exposure in front of them.

"What are you going to do in such a hurry?"

"Hey, hey." Duchamp had a golden smile on his face. "This trip has injured a lot of brain cells, I plan to go to a place with excellent feng shui to recuperate for a few days, and then go to the Liber Kingdom, maybe there will be unimaginable gains."

When the two were about to separate, Duchamp suddenly thought of something important.

"I almost forgot! I heard that all the homeless children were adopted by the church, right? ”

"That's right." Cassius nodded, "What do you want to do again?" ”

"There is a little girl with purple hair named Ling, I hope you will go and convey to the church in person, just say that I am willing to adopt him, but I will not raise them personally, but continue to live in the Codex Country, but I will bear the cost of her growth, I hope she can do whatever she wants when she grows up."

"Also, I hope you will convey to the church that you will not send these children home lightly. I feel that after being exposed so ferociously by the media, although something is deliberately covered up, it will eventually arouse suspicion among many people. Rather than being sent home, it is better to be sent to a faraway country of the Codex, to grow up in an orphanage with nuns to take care of them, away from these turmoil. Even if the parents come in person to ask for their children to be brought home, they should visit them regularly and return to the orphanage at any time if the children are no longer at home. I think it's better that way. ”

"You've thought it through, I'll be sure to convey it."

Duchamp didn't stay any longer, and said goodbye to the Sword Saint and went downstairs, and when he mentioned the Codex Country, he couldn't help but think of the shocking glance of Xianleila. He had fantasized many times about the picture of reuniting with Xianleila in a corner of the continent one day, but he never expected that it would be on such an occasion, let alone that he himself would wear a miscellaneous uniform, bow his head and cover his face to avoid it.

"Farewell, my first love that is as white as the wind and snow and the moon is as shaky as rootless duckweed."

At the same time, somewhere on the mainland, Levi handed over a few things in his hand to the charming woman, and reported this inexplicable mission: "I don't know what the power of that mysterious place is at the moment, but the information collected is here, and this mark is likely to be their mark." ”

"Ding!" "Ding!" "Ding!" Three mysterious communication ports were opened, and a total of three people stared at the broken stone slab that Lévi had collected from the sacrificial chamber through the communicator.

One of the first in the middle recognized the origin of the mark: "It turned out to be them, an organization of madmen that is said to have been passed down for more than 500 years, as if called 'True Wisdom', whose teachings were to deny the existence of the goddess and firmly believe that truth exists only in the human world. Although I think well, but if I stand too low, how can I see the truth? ”

Another man's voice said, "I see, is this the stronghold we were looking for some time ago?" This can be regarded as a crooked hit. ”

The third was a man in his thirties, and instead of focusing on the sign, he greeted Joshua thoughtfully: "Joshua, how does it feel to be on a mission?" Are there any discomforts? ”

"Thank you for your concern, Professor, I think it's good." Joshua replied politely.

"Just in case, let's go back to the base for a test first, do you still bring back a little girl? It seems that I can't leave you an inch, it's really cute, and I'll bring it over to see if there's any potential. The professor said gently, like the tone of a considerate big brother next door.

"Okay professor."

(End of volume)