After seeing the messenger leave, Crane glanced at the letter in his hand and reconsidered Siberon's question.

He thought he had to be prepared for a month of not replying to Mr. Azik, that is, when the beginning of July came, he might just go to West Byron with a few military personnel, without the protection of the former "Definitors", so that the shadow of the Rose School would always hang over his head.

"The two plans, if determined to be extremely dangerous, are to give up the identity of Dawn Dantès, and instead seriously consider the 'client list', and not to put any forces suspected of being involved in the Rose School into the scope of contact...... Well, it's better to preset the goal first, and the unexpected can be controlled...... The information provided by Daniz should have come from the 'Lieutenant General Iceberg', and there are two indigenous generals in this who are more unique...... Any other force, no matter what, will always mark whether it is closer to Rune, Intis, Fursak, or Fenerport, perhaps multiple factions within the country have their own tendencies and reach a balance, only them, the annotation does not contain foreign countries, only the support of the Spirit Order......" Klein read the contents of the letter again from the beginning, and vaguely grasped something.

He initially suspected that the two indigenous generals were in line with the Church of Knowledge, and that the "Lieutenant General of the Iceberg" Edwina did not mark them, but deliberately highlighted their specialness, telling Gelman Sparrow that this was someone they could work with.

That way, she didn't need to worry about the possibility of leaking news from Daniz, because there was no news to leak, only hints.

"Mesanyes, Katami...... The former is supported by the royal family within the Spirit Order, while the latter secretly claims to be a descendant of the Grim Reaper...... Heh, even if it's true, it's a descendant of I don't know how many generations, if you meet Mr. Azik, what should you call him?" Crane laughed, shook his hand, and burned the letter.

He then enjoyed an exquisite afternoon tea in the semi-open room with a large balcony, until Walter, the butler, came in and whispered:

"Sir, another police officer came to the door for the Caron suicide case. ”

The apparent clues to this matter always point to Dawn Dantès, so even if Baron Sindras dealt with the follow-up, the police still have to come over from time to time, otherwise the newspaper reporters will definitely say that they are derelict in their duties.

As for the attack on Congressman Mahert, because Dawn Dantès was only a relatively important eyewitness, he was no longer disturbed after the recording of his statement.

"Invite them to the living room on the second floor by the garden. Klein put the half-eaten whipping cream sponge cake back on the tray and took a sip of the black tea ceremony.

As the master, he had no need to worry about the waste of the afternoon tea, for the remainder belonged to the manservants and maids, and if he ate cleanly every time, or if he asked for it to be prepared just right, the reputation of being stingy would spread among the servants of the neighborhood, and thus into the ears of ladies and gentlemen.

Walter's expression didn't change much in response:

"They want to ask you to go to the police station because today is the day when the Caron family identifies the suspect.

"They said, I'm sorry, but it's a necessary process and can't be missing. ”

Klein slowly got up and said:

"I can understand, Richardson, go get my coat, hat and cane. ”

Now that he had jumped out, he would have liked to see from the perspective of a bystander what had happened to Caron and his family, and how things would turn against Baron Sindras.

............

North District Police Station, inside a spacious room.

Through a glass that served as a wall, Crane met Cuarón's family, an old gentleman, an old lady, a lady approaching forty, a boy of fifteen or sixteen, and a girl under ten years old.

Their gaze swept over the suspects behind the glass wall and landed on the face of Daun Dantès.

"It's him! it's him!" the boy shouted, his eyes turning red, his hands clenched into fists, and he tried to rush at the glass wall.

"It's him, officer, it's him. The forty-year-old lady Huo Ran burst into tears, and looked at Daun Dantès with hatred and hatred in her eyes.

The little girl she was holding cried out loud:

"Daddy!

The two old men wiped their tears, one forcibly calmed down, the other sobbed and almost fainted, and the atmosphere of sadness permeated at once.

However, Klein hadn't even met them before.

Implanted with memories?, he frowned slightly, sighing as he wondered what had happened to the Caron family.

At the same time, inside the underground morgue of this police station.

Dalie Simone picked up a pencil and sketched with a slight trembling body.

Because she came to the police station to help, she was likely to meet a newspaper reporter when she went in and out, so she did not wear the usual psychic robes, but changed into a black and white checkered female police uniform, with a top and a lower skirt, and knee-high leather boots.

At this time, her palms moved back and forth uncontrollably, and items such as desks, convex belly windows, inkwells, and revolvers soon appeared on the surface of the paper.

And on the convex belly window, there is a reflection of a human figure.

This figure's hair is neatly combed, silver and jet black, with a broad head, high cheekbones, and many wrinkles, it is Baron Sindras!

The pencil in Daly's hand fell on the paper.

She then looked up and said to Leonard Mitchell, who had come to help, and the two inspectors who were in charge of coordinating communication:

"At the moment when Cuaron committed suicide, there was a rather strong resistance in his heart, that is, there was a hint and guidance of his suicide, which was not a simple psychological problem, and it must involve a higher level of extraordinary power.

And this contradiction and confrontation caused him to collapse emotionally, explode spiritually, and restore his true appearance to a certain extent before he died, which is the picture frozen in his 'eyes'. ”

The senior inspector next to him frowned and said:

"Lady Simone, do you mean that the last thing Caron saw was the real murderer?

Leonard Mitchellton scoffed:

"What the eye sees is not necessarily the same as the truth.

"I say illusion, you may not understand, but if I were a murderer, I could have found someone who resembled Baron Sindras and appeared in the room before Caron committed suicide. ”

The two inspectors were satisfied with this explanation, and at the same time breathed a sigh of relief:

"We immediately arranged for Cuarón's family to come over and trouble the two of them to get more and more real clues in a way that didn't hurt them. ”

"Good. Dai Li rubbed the corners of her eyes and said, "I'll go to the bathroom first." ”

She didn't wear strange eyeshadow and blush this time, except that her skin looked paler, she didn't feel weird at all, and she seemed to be a lot younger, from her early thirties to her twenties, with cheerful eyebrows and beautiful facial features.

Leonard Mitchell thought that he would have to be busy for a long time, and he left the morgue and walked to the bathroom on the upper level.

The two had just finished walking the stairs and rounded the corner, when they suddenly saw a gentleman with gray sideburns appear at the other end of the corridor, leading the manservant to the gate of the police station.

This gentleman was mature and elegant, with eyes as dark as a lake under the moon, and it was none other than Daun Dantès.

Dalie Simone was in a trance, turned her head thoughtfully, looked at Leonard Mitchell, and saw that the dark-haired "poet" was also looking at Dawn Dantès.

"Why did you suddenly apply to help me before? The members of that Spirit Order should be about to be locked, you don't lack things to do......" Dai Li didn't give Leonard a chance to find a reason, paused for a second, and asked directly, "Do you think there is a problem with that gentleman just now?"

Leonard retracted his gaze and was silent for two seconds and said:

"Daun Dantès has seen His Excellency the Archbishop. ”

He deliberately did not affirm or deny, but only mentioned St. Anthony as if he was not asked.

The implication is that His Excellency the Archbishop did not say that there was a problem with En Dantès, and as for whether he did not find out, or simply did not say, then I do not know.

Daly nodded slightly, and her eyes turned to the bathroom with a restrained look.

............

On Wednesday morning, Audrey Hall, with the invitation in hand, arrived in a horse-drawn carriage on Pesfield Street, where St. Samuel's Church is located.

The upcoming "Rune Charity Scholarship Fund" is located at No. 22 of this street, and the house belongs to the Church of the Night and does not need to pay rent.

Before getting out of the carriage, Audrey held the invitation in her hand, looked at the scenery outside the window, and was full of expectations for the future.

She will become a member of the Board of Directors and will work in the Fundraising and External Relations department.

PS: Change it first and then change it, and it will be back to normal tomorrow.