Misha thought in horror that if her name was known by others, it was obvious that there was a spy inside. Could it be that there was not only a spy from the Eight-pointed Nest in the Security Bureau, but also a spy from the Detective Society! ?
After reading the beginning of the letter, Misha felt a chill in her heart, and the detective seemed to have guessed her thoughts. The following content of the letter answered her doubts.
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"Ms. De Blanca, are you a little surprised now why I know your name? Do you suspect that there is a spy planted inside our Security Bureau? You can rest assured about this. We don't have any informants on your side. The reason we know your information is that your information has been leaked by the spies planted by the Eight Pointed Nest around you. We obtained the intelligence about you from the Eight Pointed Nest and knew that you were going to contact me.
Yes, it is just as you think now. We have a spy in the Eight-Pointed Nest, and there is also a spy from the Eight-Pointed Nest in your investigation team. The information about you was leaked to the Eight-Pointed Nest by a member of your team, and our informant in the Eight-Pointed Nest got the news and then passed it on to us, so I know your name.
It is precisely because there are spies from the Eight Points in your pitiful investigation team that I communicate with you in this way. I don't want more information to be known by the people from the Eight Points. I hope that we can have a more secret communication channel.
In your previous letter, you asked me if we could meet face to face to discuss the issue of the Eight Points' Nest. My answer is yes, but since there are Eight Points' spies in your team and the entire headquarters is shrouded in the shadow of a powerful spy, I request that our meeting this time be one-on-one, which means that neither of us should bring any followers with us, and you should not reveal the contents of this letter to other people in the headquarters, so as not to attract the attention of the Eight Points.
During the meeting, I can tell you the information about the spy in your team. I already have information about him, but it's not free. Sometimes you need to exchange it with something of equal value. I hope you will be mentally prepared.
Of course, you may suspect that this is a trap, and that I want to harm you by asking you not to bring your entourage, but I can assure you that this is not the case. In order to dispel your doubts, I suggest that we choose the meeting place in the Cathedral of the Holy Ghost in the church district, under the watchful eyes of the church. You don't have to worry that I will have any ill intentions towards you. Under the glory of the Holy Trinity, you can attend the meeting with peace of mind.
Well, due to limited space, this is all I can say in this letter. We can talk about more details slowly after we meet.
At 2:00 pm on the 19th, in the Cathedral of the Psalms, I will wait for you for half an hour on the far left bench here, please be sure to come. Finally, I remind you again here that in order to prevent the information from being leaked to the Eight Peaks, the contents of this letter must not be leaked to others, especially your subordinates, unless you think it is really necessary. "
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Standing in front of the table, Misha stared at the envelope in the glass cabinet in front of her, her expression full of seriousness and earnestness. Her expression attracted the attention of her subordinates around her. They couldn't help but wonder why Misha had such a frozen reaction to the envelope in front of her. Wei Han beside her couldn't help but ask directly.
"Ms. Misha, do you see anything special about this letter?"
Wei Han said so. Listening to his words, Misha paused slightly, then shifted her gaze to him and said with a strange look in her eyes.
"No... I don't see anything special about this letter. I don't know how these extraordinary marks were created."
“I see…”
Listening to Misha's words, Wei Han and others couldn't help feeling a little disappointed, and then Misha continued to speak.
"Since there are unusual traces on this letter, don't rush to open it for safety reasons. Wait until the identification is confirmed to be risk-free before opening the letter. You stay here and coordinate with the identification department. I have something else to do, so I'll leave first.
Having said that, Misha turned around and left the small room. When she pushed the door open and went out, she inadvertently turned her head to glance at the subordinates behind her, and a sense of caution appeared in the depths of her expression.
For Misha, no matter what the truth is... since the detective knows about the existence of this investigation team, there is a high probability that something must have gone wrong within it. The investigation team that was set up with great effort to investigate the mole may have a mole just after it was set up. This is really too ironic for Misha and even for the entire Security Bureau.
"It seems... I need to go meet that detective..."
Thinking of this, Misha quickly pushed the door open and walked out of the room.
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Time flies, and soon a day and a night passed. In the blink of an eye, it was December 19th on Tivian's calendar, which was near the end of the year.
In the North Tivian Church area, there was no light snow in the sky at dusk like yesterday. There was only cold wind blowing above the church spire. Under this cold wind, the number of people coming to the church to pray and confess was obviously much less.
Wearing an ordinary brown thick windbreaker, Misha walked quickly among the sparse crowd in the square in front of the church, moving forward with firm steps without stopping. After climbing the stairs, she walked into the wide open wooden door of the Cathedral of the Holy Savior. What appeared in front of her was the depths of the wide space, the glowing Savior and the Three Saints altar under the tall stained glass, and behind the altar were rows of wooden benches extending backwards, on which were scattered people who came to pray and confess.
Coming to this cathedral, Misha had no intention of praying, but walked quickly to the end of the row of benches on the left, trying to look for something on it. However, there was no one in that row at this time. Just as Misha frowned slightly, a male voice sounded not far behind her.
"Excuse me, are you...Ms. Misha?"
Hearing the voice, Misha turned around and looked towards the place where the voice came from. Then she saw a man wearing a short hat, a black windbreaker, with a pale face, a hooked nose and deep eye sockets. He was looking at Misha with a smile.
"You are...the detective?"
Looking at the man in front of her, Misha asked out of common sense, and the man shrugged and stretched out his hand.
"Ed, my name is Ed...nice to meet you, ma'am."
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