Chapter Thirty-Six: The Lady

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January 20, 2023, 13:50 p.m., abandoned bell tower on the edge of the outskirts of Poland City.

"Hmph..."Feng Beifu exhaled heavily, reaching out again and taking the cigarette case from the pocket of his jacket.

"Da..."

Lit a cigarette, Wind stood on the spiral staircase, leaning against the wall behind him, a little tired and puffing on the smoke.

With the light shining through the small door that Suman had opened, Feng Beifu silently calculated the height he had climbed.

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After White Candle Aoi and Su Man left, Feng Waiter stood in place and steadied a somewhat restless mood.

Just as he turned to leave the bell tower, it occurred to him that if Suman had been watching the confrontation between himself and White Candle Aoi on the stairs with a sniper rifle in his hand, then who had rung the bell on the hour.

Feng Beifu is such a person, as one of the "detectives", he has extreme curiosity, but he also has almost crazy pride and stubbornness.

The concrete manifestation is that it was he who came to this bell tower.

He was convinced of his doubts, and equally convinced that he could not be wrong.

Driven by such power, Feng Beifu looked up at the nearly 100-meter-high bell tower, and resolutely stepped on the tormented wrinkled leather shoes and stepped on the spiral staircase to the top floor.

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"Squeak..."

After the wind had extinguished the cigarette butts, he set off again, his shoes crumbling on the old iron staircase.

"If you fall from this place, you may not even be able to enjoy the pain before you die." Feng Beifu grinned in thought, and continued to walk up the wall while leaning against the wall.

"Boom... Boom..."

Another hour arrived.

Feng Beifu stopped, stretched out his hand and pushed open the iron door beside him, the sound of rust rubbing was obviously not loud, but it penetrated the thick bell and entered his ears, causing him to have a sore tooth.

With his back to the light, Wind Waiting stood on the platform outside the iron gate, waiting for the aftermath of the bell to dissipate.

He didn't want an accident where the staircase was broken by the bell and he died in such a place.

In fact, Feng Bei is not afraid of death, he is afraid that his death is meaningless.

After the bell disappeared, Feng Beifu carefully stepped on the spiral staircase with the bulge on the wall, and after making sure that the staircase was still stable, with the sound of "crunching", Feng Beifu stepped on the last flight of stairs.

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"Nine hours to go."

On the 80th floor of the Tower of Truth, Gai looked at the travelers and tourists coming and going around him, and whispered to Qin beside him.

Jean didn't answer, just nodded slightly, his eagle-like eyes scanning the crowd and the decorations on the 80th floor, trying to find clues about the bomb.

In the past half a day, after arriving at the Tower of Truth, the two masters of the piano store have split up to search the sightseeing area below the 80th floor.

I don't know if it's because it's the tourist season or because of the resurgence of the reputation of "detectives", on this day, there are many tourists who come to visit the Tower of Truth.

There are even children who, accompanied by their parents, buy expensive peripheral figures that belong to the "detective" - Sยท H's deer hunting hat, and the Medic's glasses.

Looking at the thriving and harmonious scene, Jean shook her head: "Except for a few extra potted plants on the even-numbered floor, there is no difference from the past. โ€

"The firefighting equipment on the odd floor has disappeared inexplicably, but I have notified the staff to fill in the spare equipment." Guy also recounts his findings.

"The extra potted plants don't look suspicious, and I've informed the Tower of Truth staff, who are checking each of the potted plants for possible bombs." Jean's right hand rubbed the zipper of his trench coat and continued, "Actually, I was thinking just now..."

"If their purpose is to destroy the Tower of Truth, how powerful would it be for the bombs placed inside to dismantle such a solid frame."

"You know... The 420-meter-tall building, which has survived so many years of earthquakes, is no longer a structure that can be described as stable alone. โ€

Jean's voice fell, and he thought about the shape of the cover in distraction - a girl dressed in Tower of Truth staff costume and wearing a baseball cap hit him impartially.

Without the slightest hesitation, Gai stretched out his right hand in his trouser pocket, grabbed the girl who wanted to leave in a hurry, and pressed her to the ground.

The baseball cap fell to the ground as the girl fell, her long black hair slanted down, and a face belonging to a well-behaved girl next door fell into Gai's eyes.

Looking at the slightly familiar face, Gai's brow furrowed tightly - he seemed to have seen this face somewhere.

The girl tried to break free a few times, but found that it was useless, and turned her head to look at Jean, whose face was hidden in the shadows, and a slightly hoarse voice came from her mouth: "Wandering here will not find the answer, detectives." โ€

Looking at the sharp tiger teeth in the girl's mouth, Qin's pupils widened slightly: "You are..."

At the same time, the strength in Gai's hand increased, causing the girl to snort in pain: "You know something." โ€

"It hurts, it hurts..."The girl's voice attracted the attention of the tourists, and the security personnel of the Tower of Truth quickly ran over after noticing the conflict: "Two gentlemen..."

After weighing it slightly, Gai let go of the hand holding the girl, took out the card representing his identity as a detective from his pocket and handed it to the security personnel: "Please forgive me for assisting Inspector Li Xiaonan, the chief of the Polish City Police, in investigating the vicious case." โ€

The security guard took the card, took out a portable "card reader" from his pocket, inserted the card into the card, and after confirming the identity of the cover and the license certificate provided by Li Xiaonan, he said, "I'm sorry." However, there are many visitors in the Tower of Truth today, so please keep a low profile if conditions permit..."

Gai reached out and grabbed the girl who wanted to sneak away, and after a few seconds of silence, he glanced down at the time and replied, "If nothing else, in an hour, the Tower of Truth will receive a call from the police station, and I ask you to obey the Inspector's orders at that time." โ€

The unknown security officer nodded, and seeing that the episode just now did not cause any commotion, he did not linger too long, and trotted back to his post.

Looking at the back of the security officer, Gai pulled the girl in front of him and said impatiently, "Answer my question." โ€

"I know who you are...", the girl curled the corners of her mouth and replied in a mysterious whisper, "The second master of the piano shop..."

"It hurts, it hurts..."

Gai interrupted the girl's ruffle with a slight force, and he asked again with a heavy face, "Say something I want to hear." โ€

"If you break it again, it's going to break! It's broken! The bomb is not in the area, you need to find a way to get to the top now, the game hasn't started yet! The girl spoke very quickly, and she stared at Gai with her big round eyes full of horror.

Hearing this, Gai did not let go of the strength in his hand, but turned the girl's wrist even harder: "So who are you." โ€

The girl's face flushed, and this time she didn't spit out a word, but looked at the side of Jean, who had been thinking for a long time, as if she were crying for help.

Qin raised her eyes slightly, patted Gai's shoulder, and said, "Ah Ling's sister." โ€

"Is it actually Saraville's man?"

"Ah Ling?" Gai suddenly looked at the girl's face again: "In the tryout five years ago, the only female detective who died in stage A... โ€

The girl felt the pain in her wrist subside, exhaled heavily, and then looked up at Gai, "'That lady' assisted the two of you in the piano shop five years ago and finally got the qualifications of detectives, but she died in the case. โ€

"Hmph."

"Could it be that I also want to become an incompetent detective and follow in my sister's footsteps."

"Say yes, 'the door of truth'... Mr. Jean. โ€

Jean's gaze swept over the girl's smooth hands, except for the smooth calluses left by skilled knives on the tiger's mouth and palm of her right hand, and the ten fingers did not wear the zodiac rings belonging to the high-ranking personnel of the "church".

After being slightly relieved, Jean continued, "So you blame the death of 'that lady' on the detective who wanted to find out the truth, not the 'church' that killed her, right? โ€

"Saraville said he didn't." The girl bared her teeth and looked at Jean fiercely, and said, "He said that the 'church' didn't kill my sister. โ€

"The person who killed her was the two of you who came back alive from investigating the case with her sister."

"'The Gate of Truth' and 'The Eye of Horus'!"

"You're the ones who stained 'that lady' blood!"

The girl broke free of the hand that was gripping her wrist, stretched out her finger and pointed at Jean's eyes and continued, "You exchanged your sister's life for the truth five years ago! โ€

"No... You don't even get the so-called 'truth', you're just catching a shadow..."

"Do you think what you've done is avenging her?"

"You're just soothing your guilt, you're deceiving yourself, Mr. Detective."

"Even if you get the truth, what can you do?"

"Who do you think you are? Vengeful male gods? โ€

"Use the shroud of the law to wrap your sister tightly in it, as a way to fulfill your so-called, detective faith?"

"Don't be kidding, even if Saraville lied to me, the murderer really belongs to the 'church', so now please tell me, why did the three of you go to investigate the case together, but the two of you came back intact?"

"You are the only ones who can see through my sister's disguise..."

"You... It's the murderer. โ€

The girl whispered a low roar, her rebuke not loud, but sharp, piercing the heart of the piano and the lid like a steel needle, reawakening the memory that they thought they had long been indifferent.

Unconsciously, most of the tourists around the three of them had left, and the slightly empty circular viewing hall was only the three figures facing each other at this time.

The afternoon sun shone down the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Tower of Truth on the body of the piano and the cover, and they were clothed in light.

The figure of the girl was hidden in the shadow of a pillar, and her long messy black hair spread over her face.

There seemed to be tears in her eyes.

"We are also fulfilling your sister's wishes and dreams." Gai's voice broke the silence.

As he spoke, Gai unbuttoned the wrist of his suit, rolled up the sleeves, and a dense scar appeared on his right arm, licking his dry lips, and he said, "We also have the consciousness of giving our lives for it..."

Before she could finish speaking, the girl put her baseball cap back on her head, and a choked voice came from under the hat: "But you are still alive." โ€

Let's talk.

The girl turned, leaving only Jean and Gai with a slightly thin back.

"But you're going to die today."

"Congratulations on your successful entry... The two masters of the piano shop. โ€

"At this 'Ji Xia' table, your chips are..."

"Life."

"'That lady' is waiting for you down there."

"Hypocritical detective."