Chapter 177: Two Conversations
Spy agencies in the Republic of Antis......
Several veteran night watchmen were silent, most of them had served in Beckland for many years, and often dealt with the military and even the aristocracy, and were no strangers to the various "small actions" between the great powers under the table, but the name "Eighth Bureau" was rarely touched.
Once involved with foreign spies, even if the other party is extraordinary, the case must be handed over to the military's "MI9" to deal with, and the three major churches often get into trouble, but they can't get anything useful.
This is also the reason why the three major churches have repeatedly put pressure on the royal family over the years and tried to send personnel into the military, but unfortunately King George III and the forces within the military have been trying to stop it in various ways.
Of course, the Storm Church, as the church that cooperates most closely with the navy, still has some intelligence advantages over the Night Church and the Steam Church.
Both Leonard and Daly have only been transferred to the Diocese of Beckland in the past few months, and they are not aware of the internal entanglements, and they both showed interest when they heard South's words.
Satisfied with everyone's reaction, especially Daly, Sost changed his sitting position and continued:
"Based on our previous analysis, Lily Granger's targeting is likely related to a case she possessed, which was given to her by a student at the Technical College, before the disappearance of Sherrick Madan of Indis, and then in our custody.
"After investigation, it is likely that the mysterious disappearance of Sherick Madan is related to the Intis ambassador BΓ©kron Jean Madan who was assassinated two months ago, and we want to use this incident to fish out the people behind the scenes. As you can see, two 'Facelings' appeared in her home, one transformed into Lorota the Nightwatch, and the other simply became Miss Granger herself. According to the testimony of a few eyewitnesses, they even clashed and almost got into a fight at the door, which shows that the Esoteric Order, or the Eighth Bureau, was unusually concerned about the matter, and even sent more than one group of people.
"So we moved Lily Granger after the incident, protected her more closely, and spread the word out that the box was in our hands, so that the Indisians would not jump over the wall and hurt her, although the gang seemed to be very restrained from this conflict."
"You've said so much, what exactly is in the box, so that these guys who are usually very hidden can't help but jump out?"
Daly frowned as she interrupted Sost's obviously pretentious introduction.
"This is something that even His Excellency Archbishop St. Anthony is curious about, the locks and seals of the box are unlocked, and the inside is empty."
Empty?
Leonard, who had been reading the information on this operation, couldn't help but raise his head and look at Sost, he tilted his head slightly, expecting the old voice in his head to express some opinions and answer his doubts, but unfortunately the old man was exceptionally quiet today.
"Of course, no one will believe this kind of thing, everyone will only think that it is the night watchman, and it is the Night Church that has seized the items, so the box will definitely not be handed over."
Sost added, his gaze sweeping over everyone present, lingering on Daly for a moment, and finally landing on Leonard beside him.
"Leonard, you've been looking through the materials, what do you think about it?"
Like a student who was called by name to answer a question in class, Leonard frowned and asked with a serious expression and some doubt:
"One thing I noticed in my operation log is that Al Hasson's team carries special ammunition for anti-stealth, and as far as I know, this accidental amount of ammunition is rare and cannot be replicated for the time being, how did they know that they would encounter an extraordinary person who can stealth?"
"Because their goal wasn't 'Esoteric Order' or 'Eighth Game' in the first place, but another 'Granger' they were looking for, right?"
Dali's languid voice came.
"It's no secret that the instigator has not been heard from since the disappearance of Cole Granger in the city of Tingen, Lily Granger is his only relative, and there is a good chance that he will secretly come to see his sister." Sost replied, "It's a pity that everyone has been squatting for three months and nothing has been gained. According to Al Hasson, the Extraordinary person who appeared in the Kaliwa family this time, suspected to be the Witch of Pleasure in Sequence 6, also has a completely different appearance from the Granger family, and the probability of being a female Cole is extremely low. β
"This wanted criminal who doesn't care about his relatives may be happy now."
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"One, two, three...... Look, I said I could handle it. β
Counting the perfectly looking soft-boiled eggs she had just fried, Angel smiled at the corner of her mouth and said to Sherlock, who was cutting bread next to her, with a smile on her lips.
"The one on the right doesn't look like he's soothing."
Sherlock, a master cook, glances at it and unceremoniously points out the problem, and Angel pokes the omelette with a fork in disbelief, revealing that the yolk inside has indeed solidified.
"It's yours."
The smile on her face was as solid as the yolk, and she pursed her lips and plucked the failed omelette onto the plate prepared for Sherlock, thought about it, and then tossed another soft-boiled egg over and put it on top, piling it up with the bacon and pork sausages that had been fried before, making the food on the other's plate more abundant, and then picked up the breakfast for the two of them to the warm dining room where the fireplace had been lit.
As Sherlock brought the jam-laden white bread and coffee, the two began to enjoy a hearty breakfast to fill their overly shriveled stomachs.
"Do you still need bread?"
Seemingly elegant, but actually gobbling up his share of food, Sherlock looked at the empty plate in front of Angel, got up and cut a few slices of bread, and turned to ask.
Do I look like someone who can eat that much?
Angel pursed her lips and picked up her coffee and was about to refuse with action, but after the black coffee was down, she felt that she was really not full, so she had to answer in a whisper:
ββ¦β¦ A little more strawberry jam ......"
It's not to blame you for being so hungry!
Watching a smiling Sherlock return to the dining room with the bread on his face, Angel thought a little angrily, grabbed the bread and bit it down hard.
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After breakfast, Angel returned to the living room and sat on the sofa by the bay window, enjoying the rare morning sun in winter, and Sherlock sat down opposite, but still looked a little tired.
"Didn't you wake up? Would you like another cup of coffee? β
Angel asked Sherlock curiously, who looked away unnaturally, shook his head, and said:
"No, no coffee...... Ahem, yesterday, yes, yesterday I had a friend who passed away mysteriously, and I was thinking about it. β
"Really? So tell me about it? β
With a smile of disbelief, Angel asked.
"His name is Talim Dumont, and he is a noble descendant of Rune, but he lost the right to inherit the title because of something, and now he is only an equestrian teacher," Sherlock really talked about it, introducing the friend, which made Angel feel a little ashamed of the other party's suspicion of himself, "We have worked together quite a bit, and he even introduced me to investors involved in the bicycle research and development project." β
"Talim is usually in good health and in good spirits recently, but yesterday in the club, he actually fell to the ground and died of convulsions in front of dozens of people in the hall, only a few seconds before and after, and people didn't have time to react at all. Before he died, his hand pressed tightly on his heart, as if he had a sudden attack, but I saw in my spiritual vision that there was a wisp of black breath wafting from his heart, and it was obvious that someone had murdered him.
"Since Talim believes in the god of storms, according to the principle of jurisdiction over extraordinary events, this case will be taken over by the 'substitute punishment', but I learned on the same day that the case was taken by the royal family, and with his current status, even if the death involves extraordinary factors, the royal family should not care.
"There is something strange about his death, and it is likely to be related to the royal family!"
Sherlock said with some seriousness.
(End of chapter)