Chapter 738 Investigation
"Theft? Does Bajian care about these things?"
At night, Dorothy was sitting in a carriage on Tivian Street, looking at the words Gregor replied on the "Wenhai Voyage" in her hand, and she was curious and thought about it again.
"What on earth do these eight-pointed people want to do? Why are they suddenly concerned about these two little thieves? Is there something special about them?"
Dorothy thought with a little confusion in the carriage, then she picked up the pen again and began to write on the contact page with Greg.
"Are you sure you have really investigated the identities of the two thieves? Are there really no problems?" After Dorothy finished writing, she began to wait for Gregor's reply. After a while, the other party's handwriting appeared quickly in front of Dorothy.
"I've been asked the same question by Bajian. I've read all the files on the two thieves, seen them in person, tested them, and even contacted the police station in their hometown. I can be 100% sure that they are just two ordinary people without any secret background. There are no signs of secrets in the theft cases they were involved in. I don't think they are some shadow masters who are deliberately deceiving me."
Greg's handwriting appeared in front of Dorothy. Dorothy glanced at it and was silent for a moment. Then she picked up the pen and wrote again.
"Can you tell me a little bit about the case they were involved in?"
"Yes, the crime they committed can be said to be a relatively common case in the logistics and warehousing industry in Xicheng District. It is theft. According to the police investigation, the two worked in a warehousing and logistics company in Xicheng District and have long liked to steal some relatively expensive goods. During their work, after finding out what relatively expensive goods there are in a batch of goods, they would open the packages and steal them, and then privately take them to the market to sell.
"In order to avoid being discovered, their targets of theft are usually high-end spices, tobacco, tea, etc., which are difficult to be counted and can only be counted as bulk goods. After stealing some of the goods in the cargo box, they will get some inferior goods of the same kind to fill the cargo box as the good ones, and mix them with the original goods left in the cargo box to reach the original quantity. Because they are cautious and the amount of goods they steal each time is not much, it is difficult to be discovered. They have been doing this for about a while, but they have never been caught, and very few cargo owners have noticed the abnormality of the theft.
"But some time ago, when they stole a batch of high-end dyes, they became greedy. They were not satisfied with the previous petty thefts and stole more dyes in one go. They also replaced them with more inferior dyes than before. This caused serious abnormalities after the seller used the goods. The seller's reputation was affected and he quickly complained to the storage company. The storage company also quickly conducted an internal investigation and reported the case to the police after finding the two guys. The local district police station quickly arrested both of them and they are still in custody now."
Greg's handwriting of the case appeared quickly in front of Dorothy. After Dorothy read it quickly, she followed Greg's instructions and continued writing.
"Have you checked all the goods?"
"I've checked it. They're all ordinary dyes. There's no extraordinary trace on them."
"Has Bajian said nothing after receiving your investigation report?"
"Yes, I didn't receive any further instructions after submitting the report. I think... maybe they just want to confirm that these two people have nothing to do with the Secret Extraordinary."
Greg's answer appeared directly in front of Dorothy. After reading it, Dorothy nodded slightly and then wrote the last words.
"Okay, thank you Mr. Black Dog for your intelligence. We will continue to pay attention to it. Now please give us the detailed information of the case. We will also organize someone to conduct an investigation later."
Dorothy asked Greg to reply like this, and then Greg gave her further information about the theft case, including the place where the two perpetrators were currently being held, the information of the detective handling the case, and so on.
After that, Dorothy told Greg to be more careful in the near future, and then said some brief goodbyes to end this contact.
After learning some information from Greg, Dorothy breathed a sigh of relief, then looked at the street scene outside the car window in the dark. After closing her eyes and resting for a while, she started flipping through the "Wenhai Hangzhi" in her hand and turned to another contact page.
That evening, Dorothy was scheduled to contact not only Greg but also someone with a deep connection to the Eight Points.
"Good evening, Ms. Devonshire, are you there now?" Dorothy wrote on the page, contacting the noble knight who had helped her in the past, and a moment later a neat line of handwriting appeared in front of her.
"Good evening... I have been waiting for you for a long time, Mr. Qiangwei."
"Just call me Maester."
Looking at Misha's words, Dorothy wrote bluntly. Misha Devonshire, a former member of the Security Bureau, the daughter of the Devonshire family of the Prudent nobles, and the knight of Prince Harold. A few months ago, Dorothy saved Misha from the assassination of the Eight Points and helped her escape by faking her death. After getting rid of the Eight Points' sight, Misha began to secretly contact the Security Bureau and the members of the Prudent nobles who noticed something strange, and actively investigated the Eight Points. Now that Dorothy saw that Tivian and the Eight Points were fighting again, she naturally needed to see if she could get any useful intelligence from her side.
"How is it? Ms. Devonshire, how are your recent operations going?" Dorothy started writing again on the contact page of the "Wenhai Navigation Log", thinking of Misha asking about the situation, and Misha quickly responded and wrote.
"Not so good... I originally wanted to select trustworthy people from the Security Bureau and the Tivian nobles, show my true identity in front of them, win their trust, and gradually build a force to secretly resist the Eight Tips. But then I thought, with the current penetration of the Eight Tips into the upper class of Putin, it is really difficult for me to tell who can be truly trusted. It is very risky to reveal my identity rashly, so I have never revealed my true identity to others until now.
"Now, I observe and confirm the target that I can win over, then contact them in various covert ways and try to win them over indirectly. However, since I don't want to reveal my identity and have always contacted them under anonymity, it is difficult for me to gain their trust. Therefore, at present, there are not many people who have been won over by me."
On the pages, Misha asked Dorothy to tell her about her recent situation. After reading it, Dorothy continued to write.
"Recently, Bajian seems to be making another big move in Tivian. Do you have any related news?"
"Big move? Sorry, I'm afraid I haven't received any relevant news. I have been working hard to collect clues and evidence about the corruption of Putin's upper echelons recently.
"I learned this from an informant who I developed within the Security Bureau. Recently, the church seems to have paid attention to the situation in Tivian. A special team has arrived from Mount Saint to investigate the Security Bureau. I took this opportunity to provide them with some clues about corruption in the Security Bureau that I have collected over the past few months through that informant. I hope they can find the source of corruption."
Misha wrote on the page as Dorothy responded. Looking at Misha's handwriting, she understood why it was written. It was Artori's handwriting.
Ever since she learned in Egwind that there was something wrong with Tivian, Supervisor Artoli went straight to Tivian without stopping, arriving in the city much earlier than Dorothy who took the train to save her spirit, and immediately launched an investigation.
Dorothy already knew from her previous communication with Greg that the petite saint had already begun to lead people to investigate the situation in Tivian. The first target of the investigation was the Security Bureau. The fact that Putt was suppressed by the Eight Spies on the secret front was closely related to the infiltration of the Security Bureau. It would be right to investigate the Security Bureau directly.
"Provide clues to the church people... That's fine, maybe the church can really help find the origin of the Eight Points' infiltration and corruption? It's not something that can be done overnight to turn the Security Bureau into your own backyard. It would be helpful if the church could help with the investigation...
"Besides this, do you have any valuable information?"
Dorothy wrote this to Misha on the contact page of Wenhai Hangzhi, and Misha quickly responded.
"I don't have any valuable information now, but I may have it in a while."
"After a while? What do you mean?" Seeing Misha's response, Dorothy wrote curiously, and soon she received a reply.
"I was introduced to a friend in the aristocratic circle. I found an important person who might be able to solve the mystery of the eight-pointed corrupt officials. After a period of contact, the other party is willing to meet with me. I may be able to get more useful information from him."
"An important person? Interesting... who is he?" Looking at Misha's words, Dorothy couldn't help but asked with interest, and after a while, Misha appeared in front of Dorothy.
"His name is Thorfox, and he is the current chief court physician at the Royal Hospital. He used to lead a team to treat the Despenser royal family in Tivian. He was suddenly transferred from his original position three months ago. He is now a professor at the Crown University Medical School.
"Based on the results of previous investigations, we suspect that Bajian's knowledge of the corruption of Putt's upper echelons and the Security Bureau may be related to the Despenser royal family. Professor Sofox was once in charge of the health of the capital's royal family, so he is likely to know something. I have successfully contacted him recently and have been in indirect correspondence with him in the form of a craftsman's meeting for a period of time. During the contact, he vaguely revealed to me that he did know something about Tivian's current situation and was willing to exchange information with me in the form of a face-to-face interview. And the meeting time is in the evening. I told him that I would visit at ten o'clock."
The words written by Misha appeared one by one in front of Dorothy. After taking a look, Dorothy touched her chin thoughtfully.
"The court physician of Despenser? Someone like that might know something. We are lucky to have found him..."
Dorothy thought so in her heart, and then she immediately looked at Misha and wrote.
"The meeting is tonight. That's why you said there might be intelligence later... Ms. Devonshire, if you don't mind, could you take us to meet the professor as well?"
"You guys also want to meet him in person?"
"Yes, after all, after listening to the other party's intelligence, some questions can be asked in person. Now is a critical juncture, and we must ensure the timeliness of intelligence collection." Dorothy wrote to Misha, and Misha seemed to think for a while, and then asked Dorothy to write again on the page.
"Okay, then you should hurry up and come find me at the designated location. We should try not to be too late."
"Okay, we'll arrange for your old friend to meet you." Dorothy finally wrote to Misha, and then after seeing the address Misha wrote, she controlled the corpse driver to change direction, temporarily stopped driving in Green Town, and drove to another location in the big city in the dark night.
"Huh... Looks like I'll have to work a little overtime tonight..."
Dorothy couldn't help but sigh in her heart as she watched the dark night street scene passing by outside the car window. After driving for a while, the carriage approached the place Misha mentioned, and Dorothy got off the car and found a safe and secret place to release her other corpse, Edrick.
The corpse-like man in a windbreaker, a top hat, a hooked nose and deep eyes said goodbye to Dorothy and walked towards the appointed location. After a while, he came to the place agreed with Misha, a cemetery near the outskirts of the city. There, Dorothy could see the figure of a woman in a cloak and a hood through Ed's eyes.
"Good evening, Ms. Devonshire, we meet again."
Looking at Misha in front of him, Ed stretched out his hand and greeted her with a smile, and the other party shifted his eyes over to examine her for a few seconds before speaking directly.
"Long time no see, how are you, Mr. Detective?"
"It's a pleasure to work with you again. Without further ado, where should we go now? Where does the professor live?" Ed said as he walked in front of Misha with a polite smile, while Misha looked around a few times, as if confirming by some means that there were no followers, and then spoke.
"Come with me."
Then Misha covered her face with a hood and walked out to another edge of the cemetery, and Ed followed her decisively. Finally, after Ed followed Misha to a hidden corner, he saw a carriage parked there.
Misha asked Ed to get in the carriage, and Ed did so immediately without hesitation. After seeing Ed sit down, Misha also went to the coachman's seat and started the carriage, driving forward all the way.
Near the northeastern suburb of Tivian, after a period of bumpy ride, Misha's carriage finally stopped in front of a slightly remote mansion. After Misha parked the carriage in front of the iron gate of the mansion, she got out of the carriage with Ed.
"Is this the professor's house?" Ed, who had just got off the carriage, stood in front of the gate and looked at the mansion with lights on across a courtyard behind the iron gate. Misha, who had already arrived in front of the gate, nodded in response.
"Yes, this is...not right..." Just when Misha wanted to say something, she frowned slightly, then looked at the house in front of her and said seriously.
"It smells like blood!"
Listening to Misha's words, Dorothy, who was far away, couldn't help but pause, and then asked Ed to get closer to Misha's position to smell, and indeed she smelled the smell of blood coming from the front.
Dorothy realized that something was wrong, and immediately controlled the bird puppet that was hovering in the sky to fly to the mansion below. After landing on the top of the mansion, Dorothy detached more miniature corpse puppets from the bird puppet and dispersed them in the mansion for reconnaissance. Then she saw a bloody scene.
At this moment, inside the mansion, there were several men and women dressed as servants lying on the ground with terrified looks on their faces, lying in a pool of blood. The flowing blood dyed many places in the mansion red.
In this mansion, a man in a suit and a blood-stained robe was wandering in the mansion with a cold and silent expression, holding a blood-stained dagger, as if he was looking for something. Those people lying on the ground seemed to have been killed by him.
The corpse, the murderer, the bloodstains... all these elements are included in the mansion, forming a bloody murder scene. However, in addition to this, there are other elements at the scene. Dorothy found the corpse in an attic, and found a middle-aged man hiding in it, shivering. This seems to be a survivor!
"Someone was killed in the house. The murderer may be a young man wearing a black suit and slicked back hair, holding a dagger. He is still in the house. We can confirm that there is another survivor hiding in the attic. He is about fifty years old...
"We need to rescue him, preferably alive!"
Dorothy spoke to Misha through Ed. Misha paused after hearing these words, and then immediately took advantage of a gust of wind and rushed towards the mansion in front at high speed. After breaking the glass of the window, she rushed directly into the mansion and stood in front of the cold-looking young man.
After seeing Misha suddenly appear, the green man couldn't help but look fierce, and he attacked Misha at high speed with a dagger in his hand. His speed was very fast, and it could be confirmed that he was not a mortal. He had at least the speed of a first-level "Shadow" and seemed to be a "Shadow" apprentice.
Facing the attack from Qingge, Misha, as a Cretaceous "shadow", easily dodged the opponent's attack, and then went around behind Qingge like a ghost, aimed at the back of his neck and knocked him out with a precise knife. The murderer Qingge lost the ability to resist and fell face down.
After falling to the ground, the young man began to tremble violently, making epileptic-like trembling sounds, and finally foamed at the mouth.
“Ugh…Ugh…it hurts…it hurts…”
Just like that, in Misha's surprised eyes, the blue boy lay on the ground and trembled at a high frequency. After a while, he directly lost consciousness and lay on the ground motionless.
After seeing that the bluebird had completely lost its ability to resist, Misha breathed a sigh of relief, then began to observe the bluebird's appearance carefully, and then spoke in a low voice with some disbelief.
"This is... Viscount Artie..."
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Late at night, in a clean and spacious room in the mansion that had become a murder scene, a young man covered in blood was tied up and sitting on a chair, motionless, with his head tilted back, staring blankly at the ceiling, his eyes lifeless and his face stiff.
Ed, wearing a windbreaker, is standing in front of the young man at this moment, examining him carefully, observing his pupils, mouth, and various places, occasionally sticking talismans, occasionally taking his pulse, using extraordinary or mundane means to confirm the young man's current condition.
"How is it? Can you confirm what's wrong with him now?" Standing on the carpet not far away, Misha looked at Ed's actions and asked with some concern. She remembered that she was very measured when she attacked, and only used enough force to knock him unconscious. She shouldn't have turned him into a vegetable without knowing anything.
"He's already disabled..." After completing the inspection, Ed took a few steps back and gave his final conclusion to the young man in front of him, while Misha spoke in great surprise.
"It's useless... Impossible... The force I just used shouldn't be enough to..."
"It's not your problem. This is probably a trick used by the Eight Points to prevent us from obtaining intelligence and taking some preventive measures." Ed said this, then raised one of the blue-haired arm and opened his sleeve, revealing a small mark with a spider pattern on it.
"Before he lost his ability to move, he was subjected to a huge amount of pain through this mark through some secret means. The intensity of this pain was far beyond the tolerance of ordinary people. Even if he was an apprentice, he was far from being able to cope with it. This extremely high intensity of pain directly destroyed his mind. He was in so much pain that he became a vegetable. We cannot use hypnosis or necromancy to obtain information from his original will."
As Ed watched Misha analyze and talk, Dorothy could recognize that the mark on the blue-haired creature's arm was similar to the mark on her own puppet, and could be used as a receiver to receive a kind of extraordinary ability from a distance. The blue-haired creature must have received extreme pain from it and directly burned its brain.
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