Al had no clues, no reliable inferences, the only thing he could count on was to find out the location of the murder, but it was really too difficult to find such a location in the huge Shenghui City. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info and this kind of thing must be done by the Police Agency, isn't this asking Scott to destroy the evidence?

There is also a suspicion that Mr. Downer, he was attacked by a master who used a thin sword, known for his swordsmanship, the assassin who used the thin sword missed his hand, and lost his heart a little, so many coincidences, Mr. Downer, who was not even as good as an ordinary soldier, became the only survivor of this attack.

It was so much coincidence, so lucky, that Al couldn't believe it.

So think about it the other way around, what if it's not a coincidence, what if the killer did it on purpose? That makes a lot more sense.

So why did the killer do this? Why did the killer kill Dontle? There are so many possibilities.

But the easiest to think of, the most logical one is that the killer knows Tang Se, and Tang Se has taken refuge in this mysterious organization, which is a bitter ploy. Tang Se opened the city gate, and for some reason, he still wanted to stay in Shenghui City, so he fought with his life to suffer this sword.

If so, the previous series of doubts have also been answered: the gatekeepers were led out of their posts by Doncer and were subsequently assassinated. In order to cooperate with this bitter plan, in order to cover up this, the killers carried the corpses again and faked the wounds.

But a very critical and illogical question arises: why did they bother with it?

They can raid the city gates, and they don't need to waste time at all, and they can still do these things that might be exposed. And it can be more realistic and convincing.

If you are afraid that the soldiers will shout and alarm the others, you can use crossbow arrows, and Al does not believe that these killers do not even have such equipment. In short, what they did was nothing to add to the problem, and it didn't look like the actions of an elite killer group.

Al sat in the carriage, trying to find the thread as if he were unraveling a hemp ball, but unfortunately it was still a mess and had no clue. On the one hand, he thought that Tang Se was very suspicious, and on the other hand, he could not find a reasonable explanation for the problem just now.

Just as he was thinking about it, the coachman's sentence said, "Young Master El, the Sanctuary has arrived." Pulling Al out of his complicated thoughts, he took a deep breath, took these questions and thoughts to heart, and directed the coachman to drive towards the Divine Radiance Orphanage.

There, he met Mother Melissa, Aaron, Vialli, Little Fett, the doctor, and Aaron's parents.

"I'm sorry to you, Lady Nun, and thank you for taking us in. Al, thanked.

"This is what I should do, how can I, who serve the gods, turn a blind eye to the helpless, even if it is not you who come to ask for help today, but someone else, I will take them in. Mother Melissa didn't care, she accepted Al's gratitude calmly, but this gratitude was no different from everyone else's, it was just a praise for the gods.

"God so loved the world, and we are all under your gaze, whether in word or deed, and dare not transgress. She prayed softly, and Al and the others prayed along.

This is what Al had told Aaron before, and this was where they would stay temporarily. Although Al reckoned that the mysterious organization would not have the courage to launch a second attack, he should be careful to sail the ship of ten thousand years. He didn't want to capsize in the gutter after surviving the attack, and what safer place could be in this Radiant City than the Sanctuary?

Under the watchful eye of the gods, there is no hiding place for evil.

This sentence is not something that is said casually, nor is it a scene recorded in the holy scriptures, but it is truly practiced by the Holy Religion. In this holy realm, all kinds of sealing magic arrays were everywhere, and El could only sense the existence of the elements very slightly in them. With the exception of the Holy Guardians, no one is allowed to bring weapons, not even knives the size of their fingers. As for poisons and the like, they will be detected quickly, not to mention those who want to poison people to death in the Sanctuary?

What's more, Al didn't believe that the organization dared to commit murder in the Sanctuary, and that it was the old birthday boy who ate arsenic - he was impatient.

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In the early morning of the second day, in the palace, the atmosphere was much more solemn, and there were many people sitting around the bedside of Grievous the Great, each of whom was a big man who stomped his feet, and the kingdom of St. Teresa would be shaken.

At this time, they were all listening intently to the report of one of the people standing in the middle.

Director Scott read the report in his hand with trepidation, which he didn't know how many times he had polished, and his staff were on the verge of balding their hair in order to write it in a short time.

The guards and palace maids were all seated, and he was the only one standing to read the report, and Scott felt that he was so nervous that his legs and stomach were cramping, but he did not dare to complain, but he envied in his heart and swore that one day, I would also have a place here.

By the time Scott's report was finished, the room was silent, as if everyone was chewing on the information he had brought and thinking about specific countermeasures.

"What do you think about this?", said Grievous the Great, coughing twice.

"I don't know if what the Marquis El Edward said is true or not, it's hard to believe that there is a mysterious organization in the Holy Radiance City. Someone was the first to speak, and as soon as he opened his mouth, he questioned Al's testimony.

"Your Excellency Baptis is in charge of the Ministry of the Interior, of course he will not admit the existence of the mysterious organization, otherwise it would be a dereliction of duty on the part of your Ministry of the Interior?", another responded, his words much harsher.

"Could it be that the Marquis of the Iron Thorns said something?" said Baptis angrily.

"Watch your words, Your Excellency. Have you forgotten who you are after a few years in the Ministry of the Interior? Are you doubting the testimony of a marquis of noble blood? Remember, you are also a nobleman, and do not let this name be clouded with dust. The old gentleman who had just refuted Baptis paused with the cane in his hand and said in a solemn voice.

This is the representative of the House of Elders: Lord Joseph Mortier, whose duty is to preserve the glory, power, and majesty of the nobles, especially a great nobleman like El, even though he represents the Iron Thorn, which the nobles of Radiance City do not like very much.