The properties conferred by Ingersoll's brand make Bernie recover much faster than normal.

So he only rested in the manor for one night, and the next day, the wound on his arm, which was already a skin wound, was completely invisible.

After breakfast, the group was led by the locals arranged by the fat nobleman Mitchell and rushed towards a viscount named Ibiza.

Ibiza was the home of the missing abbess, and the manor where he had recommended the murderers to his post.

However, after a few people arrived here, they didn't gain anything-

With the help of a count's son, the investigation into Ibiza went smoothly, from the farmers in the village to the merchants in the bazaar, and even several local lords.

Everyone was very cooperative with the investigation, and Tracy's questioning was able to expose 90 percent of the lies.

Unfortunately, no one has ever seen the missing abbot.

Some even claim that the last time they saw the dean was half a year ago......

"Maybe the only thing we'll have for today is this bag of coins."

At the end of the day's extensive questioning, Tracy sighed with Bernie.

He was referring to a small blue velvet bag in Bernie's hand at the moment, which he had suddenly picked up while the group was walking down the road not long ago.

There are a total of twelve ancient empire gold coins and more than twenty silver coins inside, which can be called a lot of wealth.

The Pharos don't have a tradition of collecting money, so naturally they laugh at it.

But in addition to the money, they actually picked up a lot of strange things.

For example, a garnet, a pig-killing knife, and a stack of blank parchment pressed into a crack in a stone......

It's not too valuable, but it's worth a little bit of money.

This kind of luck makes everyone feel quite strange, because normal people can't meet this kind of thing a few times a year, but today is good, there are several cases in a row......

The only thing that is not surprising is Bernie himself, because every time good fortune strikes, he actually has a faint instinct that emerges, so he can seize this luck instead of rushing to miss it.

This is again because of the talent on the body.

If he were an ordinary person, he would not even have to work, he would be able to eat and drink without worrying about food and clothing just by picking up money.

Of course, for some people, money is not so important, so the two of them are still focused on investigating the disappearance.

After returning to the Earl's Manor for a night's rest, the next day they arrived at the location of the only remaining clue to investigate.

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"I haven't seen the dean, not recently, the dean only comes about three times a year, and the last time I saw him was two months ago."

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"Would you recommend coming here to manage livestock? Every year we have some monks who come to work, and we call it penance. ”

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"I haven't heard of any contradictions, and if there is, I don't know very well, I'm just hired to help the monastery take care of the manor, and I only report it once a year during the Three Days Festival, and I don't usually go to the convent."

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Between the young deacon and the head of the manor, it was almost certain that there would be no gain.

On the other hand, Bernie was not messing with him, but was "chatting" with the servants of the manor.

It did seem to be small talk, or rather, the servants were gushing about what they had seen and heard with Bernie, who occasionally asked and more often listened.

If you don't know how to see this phenomenon, eighty percent of you think that Bernie is a frequent visitor to this manor.

It was only because neither the groom of the stables, nor the servants of the manor, nor even the cooks of the kitchen, had any resistance to his inquiry, but were very enthusiastic.

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"The most well-informed of us here is Aunt Sophie, and she knows what is going on in the manor...... Have you asked? Did you go to the stables? ”

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"Well, I'm sorry I didn't help you, but I think about the dean's affairs, if the housekeeper doesn't know, I'm afraid others won't know about it......"

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"Goodbye, if there's anything you can do to help, come back to me, I'll be happy to help you."

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After ending the conversation with a chattering maid, Bernie wanders through the manor to continue his search for a target, and eventually he arrives in the clerk's room.

The clerk of the manor was a neatly dressed middle-aged man, and his room was littered with ledgers and tax records.

At first, he was wary of Bernie's appearance, but when Bernie opened his mouth with a smile, he couldn't help but talk more,

"I don't usually see the abbot, he is not very interested in the income and expenditure of the estate, or the amount of rent paid by the peasants, and I suspect that he does not even know which piece of land in the vicinity belongs to the abbey."

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"The last time I saw him, I didn't see anything unusual, I just asked about our salary, and then each of us increased by one silver coin per month. I must say that the dean is a very good man, I have served on three estates, and this is the first time I have seen a raise. ”

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"The dean was generous to the peasants and serfs of our place, and asked the steward to give gifts every holiday. Did you see farmers from other places before you came? I guess there must be farmers who envy the treatment on our side......"

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The tone of the clerk was sometimes embarrassed and sometimes emotional, and some words that were impossible to say to strangers blurted out without hesitation, and finally even unconsciously complained that his wife in the countryside always complained that he earned too little.

This kind of family ugliness may not even say it to his friends at normal times, but now he unconsciously blurts it out.

However, when he said this, he didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

It wasn't until Bernie thanked him and left that he began to reminisce a little.

"I didn't drink, how did I become so nagging......"

Scratching his head, the middle-aged clerk was full of confusion.

The one who gave him just now felt like he had met an old friend for many years, and he instinctively felt very kind, and the surrounding atmosphere was as relaxed as at home, so he couldn't help but say a lot.

But in retrospect, he didn't even know what the previous one was called......

Bernie, on the other side, ignored what was going on in the aftermath of the events of the people affected by his skills, and at the moment he was approached by the young deacon to talk about something important.

"The guy who went to investigate the murderer's hometown got some news there," Tracy said, handing over a letter, "Look at it." ”

Bernie took over and saw that it was very simple.

The murderer's parents died suddenly at home three months ago, and then because they had made a will in advance, all their property was inherited by the monastery.

"Do you suspect that the abbot plotted against the murderer's family property, so he murdered the murderer's parents?" Bernie asked, looking up.

"It's very likely." Tracy replied, "And if this may be true, then the murderer has a motive for making a deal with the devil." ”

As he spoke, he saw that Bernie didn't respond, so he couldn't help but ask, "What is the chance that this guess is true?" ”

Church deacons are generally the leader of a squad, supervising several assistant deacons on a daily basis, and are usually accustomed to issuing orders, but rarely exchanging opinions with their subordinates.

But now this man's words sound so natural.

However, neither of them felt that there was anything wrong with this, and Bernie shook his head after hearing this, "It's hard to say, but I don't think this abbot is a very greedy person. And if he really killed for money, how could he give the murderer a chance to take revenge? ”

Tracy nodded, stood there and frowned in thought.

Shortly afterward, he suddenly turned his head to take in the surroundings of the manor.

Dirt roads littered with, rudimentary buildings and layouts, noisy environments, and the unsightly women and men of all ages who watched from afar......

"You say, there are no young and beautiful maids in this place, and there are no possessions to be taken seriously......"

The young deacon looked at Bernie thoughtfully, "Why does that abbot come and stay for a while every few months?" ”

"Maybe it's the daily rounds of the convent's land?" Bernie said casually.

"No way, the monastery is a place of religious life that is divorced from the world, and the abbot of the monastery is the model and father of everyone's religious life, and his main duty is to maintain order in the monastery and guide everyone to be pious and good, and the secular aspect does not need him to manage......"

The young deacon muttered so, and suddenly turned and walked to the local butler who was accompanying him not far away, as if he had thought of some other clue.

Bernie smiled at this, and then stepped along.

Soon after, they found a clue in the room where the dean lived every time he came.

"Well, now that we've learned, the abbot isn't easy either."

Looking at the edge of the window in the room, there were obviously some friction marks formed by stepping and climbing over many times.

Tracy turned to Bernie and said, "What is it that makes a man feel like a thief in his own home?" ”

Bernie didn't answer, and he didn't need to answer that, because it was obvious.

So they followed the window and looked up the clues outside.

Growing low, with distinctly trampled grass, rather loose wooden railings that can be removed with a little force, a path leading into the wilderness, a forest burned to ashes......

After a day of searching, Bernie and the others eventually came to a place in the ash grove that was clearly a building ruin.