"Talking about the remuneration so quickly, it seems that you have a lot of confidence in this commission."

The Eye of Wisdom chuckled, then continued:

"This is a good thing, what we lack most now is confidence, many of the detectives who received the threat letter have been pessimistic and desperate, although most of them are not extraordinary, but they have been in the detective world for a long time, and they have some understanding of extraordinary powers, and the revenge of the extraordinary is a terrible thing for them."

"So, haven't they called the police and tried to accept the protection of the official extraordinary? Is it more important to maintain your independence and protect your privacy than your life? ”

Angel asked curiously.

"Of course they've called the police, and they've even tried to huddle together and live together to try to deter the people behind the scenes, but the official extraordinary, well, I'm referring to the 'mechanical heart', didn't touch them, just surreptitiously monitored and protected."

"In the dark...... Using them as bait? ”

"That's right, the person behind the scenes' threatening letter mentions that he will retaliate on November 30 and kill all the detectives, but he will definitely not abide by the time, because it is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap," the wise eye stroked the chin with a pale white beard, analyzing the other party like a detective, "He is likely to attack in advance, and the timing of the threatening letter is just a pretense, and it may even be that he deliberately misled." ”

"So the official extraordinaire also came to a similar conclusion, so he did not directly contact the detectives, but hid in the shadows, luring him to appear and arrest him?"

"Heh, that's the biggest problem, the first goal of the Mechanical Hearts is to capture the 'Apostle of Desire', solve the incident once and for all, and end the whole serial murder case, but the detectives who have been bait for no reason are obviously dissatisfied with their position, so they entrusted me to find a powerful extraordinary person to protect them in the dark."

"You found me?"

"You killed the 'Demon Dog', your strength is undoubted, not to mention that you also have the means to interfere with the 'Demon''s ability to predict danger. The most important thing is to be able to evade the other party's prediction of danger, our goal is to lure out the person behind the scenes, kill or capture him, not wait for the day to pass in protection, the official extraordinary cannot keep watch for a long time, but a vengeful person can look for opportunities every day. ”

Angel knew in his heart that this was caused by his own sale of the extraordinary characteristics of the "Demon Dog", and the Eye of Wisdom, or the official Extraordinary behind him, hoped that such a wild Extraordinary who could kill Sequence 6 could contribute to this incident, and even reach a certain degree of cooperation.

But what if the Heart of the Machine takes it with itself after solving the incident?

"Before this meeting, I communicated with the 'Mechanical Heart', and they promised not to deal with the unofficial extraordinaries who participated in the capture of the 'Apostle of Desire' this time, in exchange, all the things left by the Apostle of Desire will be at their disposal, of course, some of them will be distributed as rewards afterwards, which should not be less than the bounty of the 'Demon Dog'.

"Believe me, the Steam Church has always had a good reputation in this regard compared to the Tyrant's Storm Church, and I can vouch for the credibility I have held meetings for so many years."

Seeing the reason for Angel's hesitation, the "Eye of Wisdom" added.

Despot...... Well, that's true, compared to the Machine Heart and the Night Watchman, the Substitute Punisher has long been known for their ruthless and cruel methods against the Wild Extraordinary, and if the Eye of Wisdom had said that the Substitute Punisher was in charge this time, then I would definitely not have participated...... Of course, the Heart of the Machine also requires that all the gains from the battle, such as extraordinary traits, or possible magical items, be rewarded with only some money, which is the usual method of the official Extraordinary, they are not short of money, but will not allow any extraordinary items to flow into the hands of outsiders.

Angel thought for a moment and nodded.

"How are they going to 'entify' the apostles of desire?"

She asked the most important questions.

"That's the crux of the whole plan......"

The Eye of Wisdom bent slightly, moved closer to Angel, and whispered.

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Hilston, in a three-storey house in a good location, but the sun is hard to reach.

Crane picked up a reclining chair, pulled it to the fireplace, and sat down in a position where he could enjoy the warmth of the flame, but not too hot.

In the living room, most of the other chairs were lying on the floor, and a coffee table had been overturned, and the coffee cups on it had fallen to the floor, but fortunately, most of the cups had been drunk so that the delicate carpet would not be stained.

The face was a little thin, but the angular Issinger Stanton had a somewhat gloomy expression, and his blue eyes looked at his assistant, a brown-haired young man wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The latter was tidying up the messy living room, and he usually did clerical work, which should have been left to the maid to deal with, and he was a little scrambling.

"You should let this boy go with him to the police station for protection, Mr. Stanton."

With black hair and blue eyes and sagging cheek muscles, Kaslana is in her thirties and doesn't look like a good detective.

"Didn't your assistant stay too?"

Issinger pointed to a young woman next to Kaslana and said, the red-haired girl named Lydia smiled slightly, touched the large revolver pinned to her waist, and the meaning was obvious: I am combative.

Crane felt the still somewhat oppressive atmosphere, sighed quietly, his eyes focused on the blazing fire in the fireplace, and his thoughts returned to half an hour ago.

……

"It's been two days, how long has it been since this happened? My daughter and wife are still at home, will that person do something to them? ”

A middle-aged detective with messy hair muttered that the coffee cup in front of him had bottomed out, but he didn't pay attention in the slightest, but picked it up and brought it close to his lips, licked the last few drops of coffee clean, pursed his somewhat dry lips, and looked at the others in the living room.

Sitting here are all detectives who have participated in the previous cases of tracking down serial murderers, and have made a lot of contributions, and have received bounties, both men and women, young and old, all like him, depressed, sallow-faced, obviously unable to eat, sleeping well, and on the verge of collapse.

"Two days? There are still more than ten days left before the announced time, in case he thinks that we are not good together and continues to hibernate, do we still have to stay like this forever? ”

The young detective Stuart took over, his eyes wandering, and finally landed on a detective with a bushy beard and an indifferent look.

"Sherlock, how long do you think it will take the police to catch that guy?"

Sherlock Moriarty sat cross-legged on a single sofa with a copy of yesterday's Tassock on his lap, but his eyes did not fall on the paper, but he looked ahead unfocused.

It was only after he reported the crime this morning that he went to Issinger Stanton's residence at the arrangement of the police, and learned that the police had gathered all the detectives who received the threatening letter here to protect them together.

The "house arrest" of just one morning and noon made him a little absent-minded and a little bored, as an extraordinary person in the middle sequence, how could ordinary people who had been in the middle sequence endure it?

The strings in the minds of these freedom-loving detectives have long been tightened, and maybe in a day or two, maybe some news that makes them change their mood will break this string and make them really "collapse"......

"I think maybe it won't be until November 30, when the 'death date' we prescribed, that there will be a result."

He replied casually, in a low voice, only for Stuart beside him to hear, so as not to provoke the others.

But he apparently underestimated the pressure of the negative emotions that hung over this living room, and Stuart heard this, and shouted in a sharp voice:

"What? By the end of the month? Almost two weeks to go! ”

The words instantly reached the ears of all the detectives in the room.

"I'm sure I can't hold on, I'm going home! Just let him kill me! ”

"No, I'm going to hide alone, kill me, don't touch my family......"

"No, I don't want that!"

Cries of anger and despair came and went, leaving Sherlock, who had just arrived, a little confused.

Are they really the ones who have been in peace for two days? Why did you suddenly have an emotional breakdown?

Isengh Stanton, who had been sitting by the fireplace, the owner of the house looked at the crowd with a frown, and rose from his chair, his lips quirming, about to speak to reassure them.

Hmmm-

A detective with a pale lips from his own has pulled out his revolver, pointed it at Isenger who is moving, and pulls the hammer.

"Don't move! I'm going home, and whoever stops me I'll shoot him to death!" ”

The slight sound of the hammer striking the firing position was extremely harsh to the ears of the detectives in the room, and it aroused their desire to protect themselves, and only the sound of pulling out the gun sounded continuously, and in an instant, most of the detectives took out their sidearms and pointed them at the person they thought was the most threatening.

For a while, the atmosphere in the living room was tense.

(End of chapter)