Chapter 137 Investigation
Underground floor of St. Amanda's School, western suburb of Eaglewind.
In the spacious, dusty studio, Aldridge, dressed in school uniform, was sitting on a chair, examining a piece of straw paper in his hand. After glancing at it for a few seconds, he spoke to Dorothy in front of him.
"This is a silencing talisman, a type of 'shadow' talisman. After using it, it can largely eliminate the sound made by the user. Thieves like it very much." As he spoke, Aldridge handed the talisman to Dorothy. After taking it, Dorothy gave Aldridge 20 pounds.
After the matter of the Holy Communion was almost settled, Dorothy came to Aldridge and asked him to identify the talisman she had obtained in Field House, and now the identification has been completed.
Looking at Dorothy who got the talisman back, a hint of something flashed in Aldridge's eyes, and then he smiled and spoke in a teasing tone.
"Recently, there have been a lot of big news in the city. The Burton case at the beginning, the White Silver River case later, and the attack on Viscount Field that was reported in the newspaper at noon the other day... You come to my place almost every time before or after such news. Is this a coincidence?"
Dorothy blinked as she listened to Aldridge's words.
"If you think it is, then that's it." Dorothy responded indifferently. She knew that she could hide her abnormality from anyone except Aldridge. In his opinion, she had a lot of doubts. He knew very clearly that he was targeting the Holy Communion, and the recent news was definitely related to him.
"That's for sure. Haha... To be honest, Miss Meshhos, your existence really makes me confused. I have lived for so many centuries, but I have never been so confused about a person." As he spoke, Aldridge looked at the girl in front of him again, and then continued to speak.
"Your activeness seems to be the key to the destruction of the Igwinter Holy Communion. Under normal circumstances, I might think that there is a powerful force behind you. But what's strange is that your knowledge of the secret world is very limited, as if you are a newcomer to the secret world, and it doesn't seem like you have the support of any large organization at all...
"Ms. Meshhos, I usually don't take an interest in anyone easily, but this time I have to admit that your secret makes me curious. Are you willing to put a price on your secret? I can afford a price you never imagined."
Looking at Dorothy in front of him, Aldridge spoke quite seriously, and Dorothy responded to him without much hesitation.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Aldridge, but I don't think we're short of money yet to sell these things. Maybe later."
"Haha... later, okay, then I'll wait..." Aldridge said with a smile. He was not surprised by the result.
"Okay, Miss Meshhos, your talisman has been identified. Do you have any other questions?" Aldridge continued to ask, and Dorothy spoke without thinking.
"I want to know more about the Black Earth Rank. Mr. Aldridge, do you know any Black Rank promotion ceremonies?"
"Information about the Black Level, huh... Don't tell me that your spirituality has accumulated to the point where you can advance." Aldridge asked, and Dorothy just waved her hand in response.
"Of course not yet. I just want to understand and prepare in advance."
"Well... indeed, starting from the black rank, the promotion ceremony becomes more complicated, and it is only right to prepare in advance... But when it comes to specific ceremonies, I'm sorry, the few ceremonies I know are all about 'stone', I'm afraid you can't use them." Aldridge continued. Although he was not sure what kind of spirituality Dorothy was, he was sure that she was not the same "stone" as himself.
"Is that so... That's a bit of a pity. Do you have any information that can help me advance to the black level?" Dorothy continued. She had already begun to think about her own promotion.
"Any information that can help me get promoted to the Black Rank? Let me think about it... Oh, by the way... I have a secret book here, and there might be something in it that you might be interested in." As he spoke, Aldridge raised four fingers in front of Dorothy.
"Four hundred pounds."
Looking at the always virtuous Aldridge in front of her, Dorothy said nothing more and prepared to pay. Anyway, her spiritual power had not yet been fully accumulated, which was just right.
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Igwent, somewhere on the outskirts of the city.
This is a cemetery. Rows of dark white stone tombstones are arranged in the open green space. Crows are perched on the treetops. Only the occasional passerby who comes to pay their respects shuttles between the tombstones. There is a hint of depression in the slightly gloomy sky.
On a walkway at the edge of the cemetery, two figures were walking together. They were both men in their thirties or forties, wearing gray windbreakers. One was taller, skinny, and gloomy. The other was shorter, with a messy beard and a vicious square face.
"Oswan...how's the situation over there? Have you found out anything?" As they walked forward, the shorter man asked his companion, who immediately answered.
"I found out some things. I asked around about the local Extraordinary circle. Hum... Although I can't see any real Extraordinary people, it can still be considered an Extraordinary circle...
"I heard from them that there is a guy named Huiqiu in this city who occasionally holds extraordinary gatherings. He is a true extraordinary person, and it seems that he is not an ordinary apprentice. I heard from Mr. Lu Ku that many of the garrison personnel of Bai Shijiang like to hold extraordinary gatherings. I think it is very likely."
"You are still holding an extraordinary party in the ash hill? This is indeed suspicious..." After dictating Oswan's words, Godfrey nodded and said.
"Yes, so I originally planned to go to one of this guy's gatherings, but I found that the ash hill hasn't had a gathering for a long time. It seems that the secret world of this city has suddenly collapsed due to a 'cup'. Some unlucky things have happened. Now I can't find the ash hill even if I want to find it."
The man named Oswan said this with a hint of complaint, then he turned to look at his companion beside him and said.
"What about you? Godfrey, you have also been investigating for several days."
"I also gained something, which is different from you. In addition to asking about the extraordinary circle, I also paid attention to the local news." As he spoke, the man named Frigo took out a few rolls of newspapers that he held in his hands.
“You can take a look at this.”
As he spoke, Godfrey opened the newspaper in his hand. Printed on the front page was the special news about Viscount Field.
"This is the biggest news in this city these days. A viscount was killed by a wolf, and his seven adopted sons were all scared silly. But one of them suddenly got better."
"A viscount was killed by a wolf? What's wrong with that?"
"Of course there is. Didn't you just say that the reason why the secret world here has been unstable in the past few days is because of the destruction of a 'cup' group. And this viscount, according to the circle I have inquired about, is basically confirmed to be a member of that 'cup' group, or even the leader...because someone saw him being taken to the carriage of the local Black Dogs. Later, the Black Dogs conducted a large-scale investigation on him and blocked his houses in the city and suburbs. Anyone who wanted to get close would be driven away." Godfrey explained, but Oswan continued to ask in confusion.
"So? Does this dead Viscount of the Cup Church have any connection with the person we are looking for?"
"Of course there are. If you look carefully at the newspaper, it says that all the adopted sons of this viscount have gone crazy... Haha, how can they be crazy? Don't we understand the methods of the 'cup'? This is probably a situation where they have been highly corroded by the 'cup' poison and drugs.
"In order to verify this, I sneaked into the church hospital here and confirmed that those little ghosts were really in the Extraordinary Injury Department... They were corroded by the 'Cup', and the degree of damage was not low..."
As he spoke, Godfrey looked at Oswan seriously and then continued.
"Then the key point is how these little ghosts who were severely eroded by the 'Cup' could have a miraculous recovery."
Oswan was stunned when he heard Godfrey's words. Then he continued to read the newspaper. When he saw the column describing the only girl who had miraculously recovered, his brows furrowed.
"You mean... the little ghost was able to recover miraculously because someone was helping her, and the one who could quickly remove the erosion of the cup must be a master of stone?"
Oswan murmured, and Godfrey nodded seriously.
"So, I think this miraculously recovered little devil is the key to our finding that guy!"
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