"What do you know about this case?"

Luna asked tentatively.

"First of all, this case was committed by a multi-person team."

"That's what we and the London police are speculating about. The probability of two bombings in a row is too low to say that it is a coincidence. However, if it is done by an individual, it is very difficult to do so. ”

"Well, indeed, judging from the scene, I am like this. In addition, the number of people involved in the crime should be between 4-5 people. This is more suitable. ”

"Is this just your guess?"

"I have, and I don't know if it's human evidence."

"You mean what you just mumbled."

"Actually, it's not mumbling, it's communicating with the victims here."

"Ha, Chinese warlock, you actually know how to communicate with the necromancy. You know, this disgusting necromancy has always been regarded as evil art in our country. Only ugly creatures like vampires that have failed in alchemy will be able to talk directly to the necromancy. ”

Luna said unceremoniously.

"We have another way there."

Zheng Yuanli replied very plainly.

"Speaking of which, what did that necrat tell you?"

"He told me that two Irishmen had visited, one with a goatee and a beer belly, and one with a tall and thin man with tattoos. They all meditate on freedom and independence. He suspects they may be the perpetrators of the bombing. ”

"Irish?"

"Yes."

"There are so many Irish people in London that it is not enough."

"But is it not difficult to tell that they are acting for some kind of political purpose against the British government?"

"Well, let me think about it."

Luna is lost in thought.

Lancelot, who was on the side, cleared his throat.

"I think there is no one in Britain who will have a paranoid hatred of the government and plan a bomb attack than a member of the Irish Independence Party."

Zheng Yuanli listened and remembered that Britain is called England and the United Kingdom of Northern Ireland, and this Northern Ireland is the northern part of the island of Ireland, which belongs to the United Kingdom, and the rest of the country is another country.

Britain and Ireland have always been in dispute over this part of the territory, but the reason for the dispute is simple. Ireland is a Catholic country, while England is a Protestant country, and although both sides are Jesus/Jesus, they are closely related to the question of the religious system. Protestants believe that they can pray directly to Jesus, while Catholics believe that Jesus is God and cannot pray directly to Him, and that they must first pray to the Virgin Mary before Mary relays it to Jesus.

And what is the truth behind this religious form dispute?

"So, for the time being, the suspect can be named the Irish Independents/Party?"

Zheng Yuanli asked Lancelot.

"Yes."

"Well, then, I'm guessing you, as locals, will be able to find their stronghold."

"Then the rest of the matter is not up to you, Oriental, and we will take care of the rest."

Zheng Yuanli was noncommittal, his purpose was not to bring the wicked to justice, but to bring the wicked to justice with his own hands. There is a subtle difference between the two, but at the moment, the other party wants to go to those Irish alone, which Zheng Yuanli does not approve.

Still, he was in no hurry to put forward his desire to participate. Because, he knows, such a sophisticated organized crime. These Irish have not yet made any criminal statements, indicating one thing, and they have plans for the future.

As an organization with plans for subsequent crimes, it is unlikely that it will continue to stay in the old stronghold after the first and second rounds of crime have begun, waiting for the law enforcers to come and arrest them.

The idiom of the three holes of the cunning rabbit should be true in both the East and the West. Therefore, Zheng Yuanli guessed that it was unlikely that they would find the suspect in the old stronghold.

"Okay, I'll take care of the rest."

Zheng Yuanli said, saying that he wanted to say goodbye.

"Wait a minute, Norman."

Luna pulls out her phone.

"Let's exchange phone numbers, you might need our help in London."

"Yes."

Zheng Yuanli knew that Luna said this out of aristocrat pride, and he also knew that their investigation would soon hit a wall. Tonight, however, he has come to the conclusions he needs.

The suspect in the bombing was the Irish Independence/Party.

"It's getting late, Mr. Norman, where do you live or would you like us to give you a ride, our car is parked not far from the street. You know, it's just too cold. ”

Zheng Yuanli shook his head.

"No, I think I can still take a taxi back by myself."

With that, he waved to the two brothers and sisters, and walked to the corner of the street alone.

——

"Brother, what do you think?"

"I don't think he should be able to get a taxi."

"I think too, taxis in London will be booked after nine o'clock."

"Asians are so shy."

"I think he's on the lookout for us."

"I thought he didn't want to cause us trouble."

Luna gave Lancelot a blank look.

"Alas, man. Naive (naïve)!"

"Huh?"

Luna's sigh made Lancelot wonder if he had said something wrong, or if the young man who called himself Norman had done something childish to make his sister say that.

"Didn't we just get his phone?"

"Yes."

"When I contact Sheriff Howard to investigate the case and ask him to search the Irish strongholds, I will ask him to check the registered real name of this number. He has authority as a police officer. ”

"But, how do you know he's going to register his phone with his real name?"

"He came to the UK with a visiting group of scholars, and even if you don't check the registration number, you can find out his name from the school. It's just that that's a bit of a hassle, and you know I hate it. They Orientals are the most collectivist, and when it comes to a group, it is difficult to use a different name than usual. At the very least, he will register the phone with his usual name. ”

"Why are you so interested in this Chinese?"

"For the Holy Grail and glory."

Luna said with a pretended seriousness on her face.

"You have a crush on him, right?"

"You've got itchy skin."

Luna said lightly, and Lancelot didn't dare say anything more. Sometimes, a tutor who is too good is also a terrible constraint. As the first heir of the Lancelot family, he has always been raised as a gentleman, so he has become a weak brother who has been living under the obscenity of his sister since he was a child, and he stopped his seemingly inappropriate jokes in time as if he had heard a spell.