"'Ms. D'?"

Angel gasped and repeated.

As can be seen from her code name, this is undoubtedly another oracle of the "Aurora Society".

That's what the person who came to redeem bearer bonds called her, and in a respectful tone, like to a boss or a teacher.

Crane regained some strength after drinking an extra cup of coffee, but continued to collapse on the couch, opening his mouth to add.

"It is said that each of the 'Aurora Society' has a large number of subordinates, and some can even be assembled into battle squads, and it seems that he is one of them."

Dunn pondered, sharing what he knew with the other two night watchmen.

"But they can't be equals, can they?" Angel asked, "This shows that the killers of the Prak family are not the Aurora Society' oracles, which is different from what we assumed earlier." ”

"Or is 'Ms. D' the one behind the scenes, and the murderer on the surface is just a façade, a bait?"

She suddenly thought of another possibility, one that was more reasonable and more in line with the style of the "Aurora Society".

"At this time, you should say......" Crane said as he sat up straight and smiled, "Fortune teller, you come and verify." ”

He unbuttoned the left wrist of his police uniform, shook off the gold chain tied to his wrist, and the amethyst hung down, floating above the table, shaking slightly.

"The real killers of Alain Platk's family were the exchangers of this bond."

After reciting the divination seven times, he entered a meditative state and quickly came to a conclusion.

The real murderer is someone else!

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Returning the bonds in their entirety to the relieved bank manager, the three night watchmen quickly returned to the Black Thorn Security Company on Zotland Street in a horse-drawn carriage.

Now that the real culprit of the murder has been determined, and the station of the "Aurora Society" in Tingen City has been found, and even the "Ms. D" behind the murderer has been found, the next thing to do is to wait for the "Red Glove" to arrive.

It's just that Angel didn't expect that when the three of them pushed open the door on the second floor of the company, the three guests were already sitting on the sofa in the reception hall.

"Hey, Dunn, it's been a long time, are you surprised to see me?"

A middle-aged man in his forties got up from the couch and walked over to the three Dunn.

He wore a flamboyant standard top hat, twice as tall as the half-height hats favored by the night nights in Tingen, a black trench coat with soft features and deliberately long temples, and Angel noticed that he, along with the other two guests, were wearing gloves that were as red as blood.

Are they the "Red Glove" squad that came to support?

Angel immediately guessed the identities of the three.

"Sost, it's a pleasure to meet you, I really didn't expect that this time it would be led by Ling."

Dunn Smith replied lightly, not at all pleased at all.

The remaining two "Red Gloves" also got up from the couch, and the captain who followed them stepped forward together.

The three Tingen squad night watchmen, and the three "red glove" members, formed two rows, standing opposite each other, looking at each other.

How can there be a sense of saber rattling, aren't they here to support......

Angel glanced at his captain, saw that he was expressionless, and looked at Klein on the other side, who also seemed to be a little dazed, just subconsciously following the captain's movements.

"Heh, let's get down to business," Sost grinned at the corners of his mouth, letting the frozen air continue to flow, "You have a 'Aurora Society' oracle here?" ”

"Yes, that's why the city of Tingen asked for help from Beckland, and we just made a new discovery."

After the captains on both sides spoke in turn, the remaining four people also secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and the two teams sat down one after another, filling the sofas and short stools in the reception hall.

Under Dunn's instructions, Crane recounted the images he had seen from the dream divination earlier, and Sost, who had not yet understood his attitude, frowned.

"You're saying that 'Ms. D' is likely to be a Sequence 5 extraordinary?"

"Shepherd."

Dunn added that the abilities of the Mystic Invoker Sequence 5 "Shepherd" were roughly introduced to the three members of the "Red Glove".

Angel gave Dunn the information yesterday after the "tarot meeting", and she didn't say where the information came from, and Dunn didn't ask.

The two seem to have reached some kind of tacit understanding.

"There are also potion names for 'shepherds' in the internal literature, and the fact that they have a variety of extraordinary abilities that are not their own, but ...... 'herd' other extraordinary? It's no wonder that they always have an endless stream of abilities and can always deal with all kinds of attacks and damage. So, we are likely to face a combined attack by extraordinary people from different paths? ”

Sost had already put away his inexplicable hostility, sat up straight, and muttered a repetition of Dunn's introduction.

That's right, hostility, Angel used the instinct of the instigator to see the hostility towards Dunn from this "red glove".

But this negative emotion is very light, not like a strong emotion buried deep in the heart that will dictate action.

"It's not a joint attack, no matter how much she has the ability, she's just one person. Moreover, the number of herds that a 'shepherd' can graze is limited, and each herded extraordinary person can only retain a few abilities, and cannot be used at the same time. ”

"No matter how many means one person has, he can't defeat a team."

Dunn stared at Sost with gray eyes and said slowly.

One plus one is greater than two, this is common sense in the battle of the extraordinary, and the cooperation between multiple low-sequence extraordinaries may make the mid-sequence extraordinaire scramble, or even run away.

But that doesn't mean that if these abilities are concentrated in one person, he or she can be stronger than multiple extraordinary people.

The consumption of spirit, the damage to his body, and the overwhelm when he is besieged will all have an impact on his combat effectiveness.

Once the tone was set by Dunn, all that was left was to discuss how to fight.

The first place on the map was marked by Klein: Wendell Street in the North Side, a single-family house some distance from the other houses.

"I'll go to the police station now to get the relevant information, and then make an attack plan and act tonight, okay?"

Dunn took the map, straightened his police uniform, put on his police hat, and glanced at Sost, who was sitting across from him.

As if sensing a gradual loss of command, Sost raised an eyebrow, his lips squirming, but eventually nodded.

Angel felt his negativity, his hostility towards Dunn, but it had faded a little.

Seeing Dunn push open the gate and leave the station, the captain of the "Red Gloves", Sost, with soft facial features, moved his gaze to the other two members of the Tingen team.

"Klein Moretti, just joined the 'soothsayer' of the night watchman, right?"

He first looked at Crane, who was sitting on a bench and trying to make himself less conspicuous backwards, before the latter nodded in confirmation before continuing:

"My team has always wanted a soothsayer, but unfortunately, most of the newcomers have chosen the 'Sleepless' path, and the few who have made the same choice as you are not so lucky."

"Not so lucky?"

Crane asked rhetorically, a hint of confusion and worry on his face.

"Well, the inspiration of the soothsayer is relatively high, and there are too many things that need them to divinate and find at the grassroots level of the night watchman, so they usually can't be promoted, and they will ......"

He made a "you know" expression, which managed to make the blood on Crane's face fade.

"And then there's you, I've heard Daly mention you in Beckland, Angel Granger, who was an 'Assassin' before joining the Nightwatch."

Sost turned his gaze back to Angel.

(End of chapter)