Chapter 49 Investigation
In the morning, in a street cafe in the lower town of Igwynt, a girl with white hair and wearing a black and white dress sat in a cubicle by the window on the second floor, constantly adding sugar cubes to the hot coffee that had just been served to her.
Dorothy, who had just taken a day off from the principal and had just finished participating in an "extracurricular practical activity", was taking a moment to relax and summarize the successful "practical activity".
"Heh...it's just as I thought before. There is a spy from the Holy Communion in the Security Bureau. My information must have been leaked by the spy..."
Dorothy thought silently as she stirred her coffee with eight sugar cubes in it. Ever since the Holy Communion had found her and taken action against her twice, Dorothy was very confused about where the Holy Communion got the information from.
After Dorothy confirmed from Greg that family information and even leave were required to be reported to the Security Bureau, combined with Greg's previous report that Albert's base had been cleared out beforehand, Dorothy began to suspect that there was a mole in the Security Bureau who specialized in leaking information. In order to confirm this, she came up with today's plan.
Dorothy first used the crow puppet to track Greg from a distance for a few days and confirmed the location of the security bureau. Then she ordered flowers from Edrick's flower shop and sent the information of No. 22 and the flowers to the security bureau at the specified time.
Dorothy herself cleared No. 22 one step ahead, and left behind the corpse of Burton, waiting there for the emergency contact of the Holy Communion. Dorothy thought that after receiving her informant information, the traitor in the Security Bureau would definitely notify the Holy Communion to let the people in No. 22 evacuate quickly, but they would not have thought that No. 22 had been cleared by Dorothy first.
As expected, the corpse Dorothy left in No. 22 received an evacuation warning from the Holy Communion. Dorothy was completely sure that there was a traitor in the Security Bureau. She also got some other information and learned why she was targeted. She also roughly knew the location of another base of the Holy Communion.
"You want to use me to kill Greg? It seems that Greg poses a great threat to those guys..."
Through this "extracurricular practical activity", Dorothy gained a lot. Not only did she get intelligence, but she also got some money and a seemingly secret book. She could find a quiet place to read it later.
Dorothy took a sip of sweet coffee and looked down at the street scene through the window, a faint smile appearing on her lips.
"So... you should have arrived by now, Greg..."
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In the morning, at No. 22 Elm West Lane, Lower Town of Igwynt.
At the gate of No. 22, the police had set up a cordon to keep the chattering and bustling crowd of onlookers out. When the gunshots rang out here not long ago, the terrified people around had already run to the nearby police station to report the incident, and the police quickly came to cordon off the scene.
"Excuse me, Chief Jack, what happened to the gunshots here just now? Was it a gang fight? How many casualties were there? What is the general situation?"
"We are fully investigating this case. We have no information to disclose to you at the moment. Please wait quietly for the police's notification. Please make way, please make way..."
"Hey! Sheriff, please wait a moment. At least tell me the general situation inside!"
Among the noisy crowd, some reporters had already started asking the police about the case. The sheriff kept talking to the reporters in perfunctory terms. No matter how the reporters pressed the issue, the sheriff did not reveal any substantive information. His explanation was simple: he himself did not know what was going on.
Other agencies had already been involved in this case, and their police could only stand guard outside and deal with reporters.
At this time in Room 22, the smell of blood had not yet dissipated. Greg and Turner, dressed in uniform, stood among the corpses in the study, staring silently at the bloody and cruel scene in front of them with serious expressions.
"Seven bodies, six ordinary people and one Thirsty Man, all dead. The Thirsty Man's name is Burton Weir, a landlord with a property in Zishan Town. According to the neighbors, these guys in uniform are servants of this house, serving the Thirsty Man. It can be seen that they are all in the same group, all members of the Holy Communion, and Burton may be a core member."
Looking at the scene in front of him, Gregor said slowly that they had already preliminarily investigated the information of the owner of the house.
"According to the information provided by the residents, the gunfire only lasted for about a minute, and there was no more noise after that. Oh... Holy Son, what on earth could kill so many people in just one minute, including a Thirst? Killing this thing is not an easy task."
As Gregor continued with emotion, Turner asked with a frown on his face.
"Greg, if you lead the team, how long will it take to take down this stronghold?"
Listening to Turner's words, Gregor glanced around again, thought for a while, and then spoke.
"With one Thirsty Man and seven minions, if it wasn't an ambush, I would have to fight them for more than ten minutes if I led a frontal assault, and we don't know the casualties yet. Not to mention the Thirsty Man, these minions of the Holy Communion are like ghosts after the talismans were affixed to them. It's very troublesome...
"But this is their base, their home ground. There is no way they could be ambushed here. So the attackers either sneaked in or broke in from the front... No matter which method it was, being able to kill so many people in such a short time is really a bit scary..."
Gregor's expression showed obvious surprise. After so many conversations at the Holy Communion, he knew how difficult it was to deal with a thirsty person.
After Gregor finished speaking, there was silence at the scene. Apparently, they all realized the extraordinary nature of the person who had committed this bloody crime. Being able to clear out a Holy Communion base so quickly and kill a core member of the Thirstist, this was a force that could not be underestimated in Igwinter.
"Humph, they are indeed very powerful... But those guys first sent us the information of the base, and when we arrived, it was another scene like this. It's like they want us hunters to come and clean up the mess for them. It feels like a deliberate provocation..."
Turner said with some displeasure at the scene in front of him, while Greg spoke soothingly.
"Calm down, Turner. We know nothing about those people right now. Don't read too much into them before we know their attitude... But anyway, there is suddenly a new force like this in Igwinter. We need to be more vigilant."
Gregor said this with a serious expression, and at this moment he suddenly thought of the existence when he was in Vukan before, which also made the Holy Communion wary.
Could it be that... these two incidents were caused by the same person... or the same force?
Thinking of this, Gregor looked at the sky outside the window. He felt that a mysterious force, whose power might be as strong as the Red Holy Communion or even the local security bureau, was slowly intervening in the situation of the Igwinter secret world.
"Huh... search it carefully again, and then take the body back home. We need to go back home immediately to report the situation here to James."
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