Chapter 92 Undercurrents (Fourth update, please subscribe first!)

Hughes made his way back to the manor very smoothly.

For some reason, he always felt vaguely uneasy.

The body of worker Hughes disappeared inexplicably, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest. Who on earth could have replaced the original with the fake one under the nose of the Candlelight Society?

Wait, under the eyes of the Candlelight Society, Zeus suddenly frowned.

The body was full of pollution, and it took Zeus a long time to purify it. If Candlelight knew about this, he would understand why she would choose to bury him in this remote place.

But when the body was buried today, there was no ceremony at all. It was just buried simply.

There's something wrong.

Would Candlelight bury the body knowing that it was contaminated? Did the church have a unique purification ability, or did they know that the box was empty?

Hughes took a breath.

The bad feeling was growing stronger.

"No, I have to go ask Connor!"

The maid at the door poked her head out to take a look, then trotted off to find Connor.

Connor has a lot of things to do these days, such as tomorrow's dinner. He is now in the reception room directing the servants to set up the arrangements, and only came to the study after a while.

"Master, you called me?"

"Tell me about the Candlelight Society's burial ceremony. Yes, the cultist is buried today."

Connor was a little surprised: "Today's burial ceremony? It seems that there is no ceremony, and they buried him directly. Their church doesn't have many staff, and our people helped throughout the whole process."

"I know all this. What I want to ask is, will Candlelight continue to bury cultists like this?"

This question is obviously beyond the scope.

Connor thought about it carefully for a long time and shook his head. "I haven't seen other cultists being buried. They don't seem to have been buried publicly. It's strange. Aren't cultists executed in secret? Why are they buried here?"

Xius' heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the Candlelight Club did not have such a tradition. What on earth were they trying to do? "Master, are you worried?"

Xiu Si hesitated for a moment, then spoke decisively: "I'll just say it straight out. I went to check out the box, and there were no cultists there! It was empty!"

"You went to see it? Wait, wasn't it already buried? Wait, it's empty?!"

"Yes, I am worried that someone has stolen the body. I don't know what they are going to do with it. Besides, it was only buried this afternoon, so it may be gone by evening. It is very likely."

"It's very likely that something bad will happen soon!" Connor couldn't sit still any longer and walked quickly to the door: "I'll go inform Miss Beatrice!"

"Wait a moment."

Connor turned around with some confusion, only to see Hughes sighing softly.

He did want to let Investigator Beatrice solve the problem, but if he thought about it carefully, there were many doubts.

First of all, did Beatrice, or the Candlelight Society, know about this? "How difficult is it to steal a body right under our noses in just one afternoon?"

"The body was buried only a few meters away from Sister Chloe's room. It would be almost impossible to replace it without alerting her."

"It is more likely that the Candlelight Society already knew about this."

Connor opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent.

Indeed, it was more likely that this was a play staged by the Candlelight Society, and there were no corpses of cultists in the first place.

If Zeus went to find Beatrice at this moment, even if it was just a test, there was a great possibility that he would be exposed - perhaps they were using this corpse to fish, waiting for Zeus to take the bait.

After all, both of them are members of the Candlelight Society, so it is very likely that they had communicated with each other in advance.

"And even if Miss Beatrice doesn't know about this, how much do you think she can do?"

Both of them had read Beatrice's information. She was a newly promoted Secret Keeper and had no experience in dealing with supernatural affairs. This was why Zeus had to use some tricks to keep her indoors.

In terms of experience in dealing with these troubles, Xius has much more experience than her - after all, pollution has happened more than once.

"Do you have any more muskets? I mean besides that one." Hughes pointed at the gun bag on Connor's waist.

"There are still some, but they are all spears."

"Get ready. If it's a cultist, they might use it."

"Yes, Master."

"Also, we need to have more people on guard at the manor, and arrange for night watchmen. If the cultists want to cause trouble, there is a high possibility of danger here."

There were only a few valuable targets on the island. The residential area in the north had a large population, the manor was where he and the Candlelight Society investigators lived, and there was also the factory on the island - Hughes was not that worried, as the factory could be rebuilt if it was gone, and he was planning to replace the factory with Type II machines, so he had originally planned to demolish and rebuild part of it.

Connor took the order and left, while Hughes opened the mental link.

"Everyone, get ready. Level III alert. Leave several teams on standby near the beaches. Be prepared to land."

"Activate two battlefield channels. If there are any abnormal situations, report them immediately!"

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The Banshees looked up in surprise, glanced at each other, and rushed to the hall to pick up their weapons.

Level III alert does not require a full mobilization. Most Banshees will just need to be prepared. Except for a few landing teams, the remaining Banshees will only carry weapons with them.

"Sister Ash, has pollution come again?"

Ash looked up, a hint of worry in his eyes.

“No, maybe it’s more troublesome than that.”

Hughes walked quickly in the room.

He originally wanted to let the banshee directly control the entire island, but after thinking it over, he decided not to do it.

Once the banshees appear, they will almost certainly come into conflict with Candlelight, and alerting them might lead to the release of the real cultists.

It's better to wait and see.

Besides, he wasn't really helpless.

"Ash, you take over the command temporarily. I have something to do and will be back soon."

"good"

Ash's replies were always firm and reliable, and Hughes breathed a sigh of relief unconsciously.

He sat down on the chair, then lowered his head, and his whole body gradually lost its spirit.

That's right, he planned to return to the palace and take a look at the body of the worker Zeus.

No matter if the cultists are preparing to cause trouble or the Candlelight Society is fishing, the most important thing is always this corpse.

Although he knew the least information about the whole incident, he had control over the corpse.

No one knew he could come here, this was his biggest trump card for a comeback.

Zeus did not waste any time. He looked around the golden throne and found nothing unusual. He immediately turned to look at the worker Zeus.

The worker Xius slowly raised his head, his expression gradually became lively, and he revealed a slightly shy smile.

Everything went dark before my eyes, and Zeus had arrived.

When he opened his eyes again, everything was brightly lit. Wait, shouldn't he be in the box?

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