Chapter 59: Traces Left by the Murderer
"You mean you told the church about all your experiences during this time, from the time you received the commission to the explosion at Newlyn Manor, all of which you didn't go into detail about? The people of the church did not inquire about these details? Agnes asked, frowning.
"The priest asked some questions later." Vicente said.
Agnes tilted her head, waiting for Vicente's explanation: "He made me wait in the common room for a while after I had said all this, then went out for a few minutes, and when he came back, he asked my client if he had found anything strange before the explosion at Newlyn Manor. ”
It seemed that Captain Wentz should have found the priest by then, and the rest of the matter should have something to do with the Nature's Heart team, Agnes nodded thoughtfully, and didn't ask about this again.
"Mr. Poirot, you must have gone to meet Bernie Sturt on Art Street more than just to ask him about his reservation with the captain of the Silver Rose at Wolf's Restaurant."
Vicente hesitated, nodded, and said, "That reservation is really not my most important purpose, the page in the Wolf's restaurant reservation book that records the reservation for that night was torn up, and I found out that the captain of the Silver Rose had an appointment with Bernie Stern that night, but this is not entirely conclusive information is actually not enough to get me to Yat Street." ”
"But that's the last question you asked." Agnes raised an eyebrow and said.
Vicente smiled bitterly and nodded, and then said, "Yes, I'm not sure if his answer is true, so those things took advantage of the confusion you caused there to verify my guess." ”
Agnes raised an eyebrow, "I don't remember you saying you knew anything about the structure of the Brotherhood of Ster's stronghold. ”
"Miss Boyesia, don't be kidding, since you believed that I had the ability to reach the third floor on my own, you must have known that I knew about the stronghold structure of the Brotherhood of Sturt."
Agnes smiled and didn't speak.
"I went through their accounts while investigating the cargo carried by the Silver Rose, and found that there was somehow an extra amount of money at their disposal before they set sail, and it was probably from the Brotherhood of Ster."
"Actually, this is not unexpected," Vicente shrugged his shoulders and said, "After all, although the Silver Rose is mainly to help Bonnard transport some cargo back from the sea, they do not refuse to accept some other people's commissions, the only strange thing is that the money given by the Brothers of Sturt is too much." ”
"But that's when they're not dead." Vicente took a sip from her glass.
"So I took advantage of the chaos to find the archives of the Brotherhood of Ster, and checked their accounts during that time, and found that the Brotherhood of Ster did have a sum of money that was missing during that time, and it basically matched the amount received by the Silver Rose."
"So you thought the Silver Rose was largely in charge of the Brotherhood?" Agnes asked.
Vicente smiled and said, "If it's just the matter of the Silver Rose, it's possible; But if you add to that the Newlin Manor, it's impossible. ”
"According to Mr. Lunn, if Bonnard really faked his death, it is definitely not something that the Brotherhood of Sturt can do to force a person like him to the point where he needs to fake his death; And if he is really dead, it can show that the Brotherhood of Sturt is just a tool of the people behind it. ”
......
"Do you feel it?" Wentz turned his head to look at the two people who were following him, and said, "These secret passages in Newlin Manor seem to be going underground, but they are actually going upstairs. ”
"That's true, this should be the location of the gathering of the extraordinary." Aiden nodded, surveying the dark room.
Wentz looked around at the doors around him.
"Captain, there's a little bit of a strange ground over here." Joey said with a frown, this is a shy looking young man, his eyes look a little deep, his gaze is firmly fixed on the ground under the main seat, and he holds a divination staff tightly in his hand.
Wentz turned and followed Joey's line of sight.
"Is this it?" Wentz asked, crouching down, reaching for the ground, looking at Joey.
Joey nodded, and Aiden came over.
Wentz raised his hand and tapped, frowning.
"It's empty down there." He looked up and said.
"'3-040' did not give warning." Joey spoke up.
"Stand back." Wentz nodded and said to the two of them.
He removed the chair and reached out and fumbled a few times, removing the floor tiles underneath.
"It looks like this is a secret passage that has been around for a long time." Wass said as he looked at the old ladder below, which didn't look very well maintained, with a few wooden thorns on its surface.
"I'll go down first." Wass turned to look at the two of them and said to Joey again, "Pay attention to the reaction of '3-040'. ”
Joey nodded, and Wass turned and climbed down the ladder, Joey staring closely at the staff in his hand.
"All right, come down." Wentz's voice came from under the mouth of the cave, and there was nothing unusual about the divination staff, and Joey couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.
Joey pinned the staff to his waist, and the second climbed down the ladder, Aiden behind him.
"I checked, this should be the right side of the hallway we came in through the door, and there was a table in the room next to it."
"The wooden thorns on that ladder just now don't look like they're natural, it's kind of like they've been scratched by something sharp, and they haven't been there for long." Joey reminded aloud.
Wentz walked back to the ladder.
"Captain, you see, the inside of these wooden thorns is still a woody pale yellow, but the outside is black." Joey said, tucking at a wooden thorn on it.
"Could it be the traces left by the murderer?" Wentz asked.
Joey hesitated for a moment and said, "I'll do a divination?" ”
"Be careful." Wentz nodded.
Joey walked to the table in the next room, found a random piece of paper and wrote a sentence:
"The wooden spikes on the ladder in the next room are the marks left by the man who killed Bonnard."
Untied the silver chain with the end of the amethyst from his wrist, the expression on his face quickly calmed down, he held the chain in his left hand and stretched out, the purple crystal hovered above the paper, still moving.
He closed his eyes for a long time before he opened them and looked at his pendulum.
The pendulum swayed slightly, moving clockwise with the silver chain.
"It's the traces left by the murderer." Joey said as he looked at Wentz.