Chapter 732 Inspector Weiner and Viscount Conley

When Aleister and his group approached the White Dove Opera House... they realized that something had happened here.

A large crowd gathered at the door, reporters' flashlights kept flashing, and people with terrified faces were pointing and gesticulating during interviews.

At the same time, the police car here has also arrived.

Leipzig… or rather, the grassroots political model of the entire Star Antimony and Avalon was different. Because there was no "Eye of Avalon" and no griffins that could quickly reach the destination… Most importantly, the path of authoritarianism was not very popular here.

Naturally, there cannot be an inspection bureau here that symbolizes "authoritarian surveillance."

The agency that handles most of the public security cases in Xingti is called the Royal Public Security Police Agency, and its top leader is the Minister of the Interior.

As for the intelligence department similar to the Inspectorate, responsible for handling espionage and counterintelligence incidents, that is the "Secret Room". That is, the First Special Operations Unit of the Star Antimony Army... Their top leader is the Minister of the Army.

Although they are all directly responsible to the royal family, they are not actually a group of people. The reason why the "Secret Chamber" is called "Secret Chamber" is because all their actions and behaviors are not open to the public.

In a major public case like the one before, which sparked widespread discussion, the people in the "backroom" were difficult to touch—they could only intervene during the interrogation phase. To do otherwise would be considered an overreach.

Because of this... although there were many people present, no one could recognize "Aleister", the "real identity" that they created brick by brick.

The terrifying steel monster parked at the entrance of the opera house attracted Aleister's attention.

It was a huge, boxy, bulky, and heavy object that stood in the middle of the road like an iron house. But Aleister was certain that it was definitely not there when he left.

It was over three meters high and blocked most of the intersection like a roadblock, casting a terrifying shadow in the middle of the road.

It has a cannon and two machine guns on each side, as well as a ritual platform for amplifying ritual effects—it's essentially a staff built directly into the building. Because portability isn't a concern, it can be easily stacked.

The vehicle was engraved with layers of ritual patterns... Aleister's knowledge of rituals allowed her to easily discern them as powerful defensive formations designed to resist curses and disrupt aiming, specifically designed to counter attempts to bypass defenses and directly attack those within. Once activated, they could also create a shield, powerfully protecting the barrier itself... a veritable iron fortress.

Because Aleister didn't know its power source or driving mode, he had no idea how it operated. But judging by the weapons alone, it would require at least sixteen people to fully equip it. Its exterior was also covered in a thick layer of black steel armor—it was a true "monster."

——Oh my god, it’s so cool!

Aleister looked at it intently, his eyes sparkling.

If this thing stops at a crossroads, its firepower can directly suppress four directions!

The blessing of spells by those ritual platforms should be able to enchant the fired bullets - this is obviously a more cost-effective method than directly attacking the enemy with spells.

Aleister even began to imagine how cool it would be if this thing fired at full power... the barrage of enchanted bullets that would splash out would be.

Just as Szijjártó turned around and was about to speak, he noticed Aleister's eyes shining and concentrating. He followed Aleister's gaze and suddenly understood.

"What are you looking at... Oh, that. That's the Sixth Agency's 'cordon'."

"Sixth Agency? A cordon?"

Aleister heard unfamiliar words for the first time in a long time: "I do know about the Fifth and Seventh Organs..."

The number of balance is five, the number of adaptation is six, and the number of authority is seven.

Therefore, the fifth unit of the Xingti Public Security Police Department is the Dangerous Alchemy Countermeasures Team—responsible for handling major crises involving alchemy, chemistry, explosives, and other areas involving the power of the Balance Path. All members of this team are alchemists of a very high rank.

The Seventh Agency, the police department's highest-ranking combat force, symbolizes the guardianship of power. This department, comprised of Level 5 Transcendents and a team of elite Transcendents with approximately Level 5 combat power, is primarily responsible for combating the territory's top powerhouses and the most formidable crises. Simply put, their entire team is fully engaged in a dungeon, even creating a dedicated large-scale instance.

"Because the Sixth Agency is primarily responsible for covert operations and influence control, such as... suppressing rebels."

Prince Szijjártó answered simply.

Hearing this, Aleister understood: "I thought those dirty things were the responsibility of the 'Secret Room'."

"In principle, yes. But the secret room isn't run by the police department, so command and transfer, as well as leaks, are issues. So it's normal for them to have a group of their own..."

Prince Szijjártó narrowed his eyes slightly. "But the 'Secret Chamber' recruits people directly from the military. After the police department has distributed personnel to the Seventh Agency, there aren't many left for the Sixth Agency."

"Therefore, the Sixth Agency primarily utilizes advanced technologies that are still in the experimental stage to supplement its combat effectiveness. As users, they will also provide critical and rare 'user feedback' in a timely manner.

"The 'Cordon' is a relatively advanced security fortress, designed to maintain long-term control of several streets. The only ones higher in rank are the 'Silence' and the 'Pacifist'. The latter two are not suitable for driving directly onto the streets."

"…Is it okay for you to tell me these things?"

Aleister was a little surprised.

Although she had used the "Charming Aura" in the car just now to make her words more persuasive...but Prince Szijjártó wouldn't be so easily controlled by her mind, right?

"You'll know sooner or later."

Prince Szijjártó shook his head. "Because all the 'advanced researchers' working with the Sixth Agency are in Leipzig. If this incident is to be investigated, they will most likely be implicated."

Aleister looked at it with sparkling eyes, and did not even look back at himself.

Szijjártó was silent for a moment before adding, "If you really like it, I might be able to give you one after this is over."

"real?"

Aleister turned around, looking surprised and a little reluctant: "But if, it's just 'maybe'..."

Is that just empty talk?

There was obvious distrust in her eyes.

This feeling stung Szijjártó's pride—he couldn't allow himself to be suspected of being a liar who didn't keep his word. He'd said "maybe" earlier because he felt he couldn't possibly close the deal, so he hesitated to make any promises, fearing they wouldn't hold true.

Now, he said directly without hesitation: "No 'maybe' - I'll give it to you. I'm sure."

"real?"

"certainly."

Szijjártó remained calm and replied, "This thing only looks good... The doctor who developed this fortress is my friend and also my senior. I can take you to see him later - but for now, please help me solve this problem first. Get out of the car, Miss Aleister."

Aleister's expression suddenly changed, and he put on a triumphant smile.

She briskly pulled the black-haired girl, who seemed a little carsick, out of the car and said softly with a smile, "Thank you."

...This bad woman is as cunning as a fox.

Szijjártó frowned, realizing that he seemed to have been provoked.

But that's nothing.

In any case, in the past thirty years of his life, he has been deceived by various men, women, old people and children more than once or twice.

As long as he doesn't care about what he was cheated of, it's the same as not being cheated.

Not to mention... Miss Aleister had indeed taught him many things and was even willing to help him solve his current problem. So this couldn't be considered a scam, it was merely a negotiation of compensation.

Compared to those scammers in the past, she is already very conscientious.

Thinking of this, Szijjártó's mood quickly calmed down.

He quickly walked up to his only acquaintance and asked, "Mr. Weiner, what happened here?"

A tall and strong half-elf policeman wearing a black uniform and with a slightly hunched back turned around when he heard this.

After he saw Prince Szijjártó clearly, he immediately stood at attention and saluted him properly, saying in a low voice: "Your Highness, I salute you!"

"Shh... keep your voice down."

Szijjártó extended his hand to the air, signaling him to lower his voice. Then, he put his arm around his shoulders and led him closer to the "cordon," fading into the shadows. It was clear that even if someone overheard their conversation, they wouldn't dare approach this cold, murderous behemoth to eavesdrop.

Aleister pulled Selene over with a smile.

The half-elf policeman called "Vina" was about to say something when he saw Aleister. His face immediately tightened and he swallowed his words.

Prince Szijjártó noticed his reaction and quietly introduced them to each other: "This is Inspector Weiner, my friend at the police station, and he's probably the one in charge of this case. This is Miss Aleister...also a friend of mine. She can stay here and listen, or she can provide us with assistance."

"Oh, nice to meet you... Miss Aleister."

Upon hearing this, Weiner didn't inquire about Aleister's purpose, nor did he ask her full name or origin. Instead, he immediately extended both hands respectfully to shake Aleister's right hand, grasping only her fingertips. During the handshake, he bowed slightly to Aleister, never looking directly at her face or body, but instead looking at the ground, appearing quite solemn.

Aleister just smiled and nodded, and the hoarse voice said softly: "Nice to meet you, Inspector Weiner... Perhaps we will meet again in the future."

"You can call me anytime if you need anything—"

Inspector Weiner immediately pulled out a business card from his chest, handed it to Aleister with both hands, and emphasized: "My private number."

...Have private telephones become popular in Xingti?

Aleister raised his eyebrows when he heard this, and keenly saw the black brick machine shaped like a "big brother" on Inspector Weiner's waist, and immediately realized the technological gap between Avalon and Star Antimony.

She glanced down at the card.

Werner Griffin Drain von Heiburg, Third Inspector, PhD in Psychology, University of Hirsing. Below that were three phone numbers, one personal and two office numbers.

...What is the rank of a third-level police inspector?

Aleister thought absentmindedly.

——But it doesn’t matter, he’s not as tall as Aiwass anyway.

She smiled politely and took the business card solemnly.

Then he took the initiative to ask: "What happened at the opera house?"

"……Um."

Inspector Weiner hesitated for a moment, gathering his thoughts. "There's been a murder inside, and the consequences are extremely serious."

"It's probably not your turn to appear in a normal murder case."

Prince Szijjártó asked directly, “Is it related to the case a few days ago?”

What he wanted to ask was whether this case would be today's "Walk of Fury".

“…It’s highly likely.”

Inspector Weiner nodded and replied cautiously, "But the specific circumstances still need to be investigated..."

"—Who is the murderer? And who is the victim?"

Aleister asked.

"The murderer...it's Viscount Conley."

Inspector Weiner said, taking out a notebook from his chest and looking at it, "He is also a frequent visitor to the White Dove Opera House. It is impossible for him to kill someone because he is too excited.

"There were four victims, all 'VIP room attendants' at the opera house. Three were women and one was a man. One was a minor, and all were under the age of 30.

"Because everyone in the room was dead, there were no witnesses from the scene."

"No surveillance?"

Aleister asked.

Although she actually didn't know whether Xingti had developed surveillance technology...but she felt that it should have.

As expected, Inspector Weiner didn't react to the word.

"Definitely not," he answered without hesitation. "The White Dove Opera House wouldn't dare install surveillance cameras in the VIP rooms—they're not that bold. All the surveillance cameras are only aimed at the first-floor auditorium. There's no angle that can see what's happening on the second floor.

"The incident was discovered because, after Viscount Conley had killed everyone, he took the initiative to open the knob, revealing everything in his room to everyone. The body was torn into at least thirty pieces, and the entire room was completely soaked in blood.

"Otherwise, if he had left quietly, these people... according to the White Dove Opera's rules, they wouldn't actually report their deaths. After all, they've effectively sold their human rights to the opera house, and the opera house has the right to 'process' and 're-sell' them..."

“How will they report it?”

Aleister asked.

Inspector Weiner nodded. "You're asking if Viscount Conley is feigning madness, right? I doubt it.

"So, if Viscount Conley were rational, he would simply pay a sum of money and leave the matter at that. Those he killed would be marked as 'sold to other institutions.' And in fact, their bodies would indeed be sold to the 'Society' or the 'Zeister Tower'... After all, corpses are quite expensive these days, almost higher than living people."

"So, what about Viscount Conley? Was he arrested? Or was he shot dead?"

Prince Szijjártó asked.

Inspector Weiner looked embarrassed: "You know, he is a viscount..."

"so what?"

"He went home to clean himself up, and we can only question the remaining guests - this was decided based on the guarantees of other VIPs and the manager."

Inspector Weiner replied softly, somewhat unwillingly, "Perhaps... you could also participate in the interrogation?"

Update completed meow!

I feel like I’ve almost recovered, so I can slowly resume updating!

Golden Tree——

Let’s play it later (sad)

(End of this chapter)