Chapter 210 Detective Audrey
"Purple eyes!"
Now everything matches up. She's over 1.75 meters tall, has purple eyes, is from Tingen, and recently arrived in Backlund. She also attended Mr. A's rally, so the possibility that she's a Beyonder is very high.
This Miss Irene is very likely the "Queen" of the Tarot Club!
Ignoring the sound of maid Anne's footsteps approaching the study, Audrey squatted in front of Susie and asked in a low voice:
"Can you confirm this? Xio said Miss Irene had black hair and brown eyes, but you saw purple eyes?"
Susie nodded seriously. It also heard the approaching footsteps and stopped talking.
Did Xio really lie?
But why was this necessary? Everyone in the salon could see her talking to Miss Irene. I could confirm the truth by simply asking any guest. And since I've reached the level of a Mind Reader, I could tell she wasn't hiding anything.
So let's assume that the two of them... No, neither the man nor the dog lied, and what they saw was the truth...
Audrey felt that the current situation was a bit complicated and brain-burning, but this made her even more excited, as if she had become Lady Sissi in "Storm Heights", a detective who was solving a case.
This excitement made her immediately think of a way to verify it.
Pushing open the door and walking around the startled Anne, Audrey found Viscount Glint in the hall, who had just seen off several literary masters.
"Glarint, is there a lady named Irene coming to your salon today?"
The Viscount seemed a little confused. He saw Audrey approaching him aggressively and thought she was going to talk about something important, but he didn't expect her to just ask such a small matter.
"Yes, she was brought into the salon by Madame Severia. She is the niece of that lady."
Sylvia... Sylvia Langdon?
Audrey found information about the Baroness from her memory. She had seen her several times in the Viscount's salon and at private gatherings of other nobles. She was a beauty who could attract everyone's attention. There were many romantic stories about her in the private gossips of the nobles in Queens, but no one could confirm them.
"Do you remember what Miss Irene looks like? Hair color, eye color?"
Remembering her purpose, she pushed the Baroness out of her mind and asked quickly.
"Hmm, I don't have a very deep impression of her," the Viscount frowned as he recalled, his expression somewhat similar to the one Hugh had when he recalled Irene's appearance. "Her face was round, her hair was black, and her eyes, I don't remember her eyes."
"Okay, thank you, Grellint."
Audrey said goodbye to the bewildered Viscount, returned to the study, and squatted in front of Susie again.
"Susie, you should still remember what Miss Irene looks like, right? Can you draw her?"
In the eyes of Hugh and Grallint, Irene had black hair, but Susie saw her with light blonde hair and purple eyes...
This suggests that Irene possesses some way of changing her image in the eyes of others. Perhaps it's her extraordinary ability, or some magical item. This ability can even make people who have seen her unable to remember her specific appearance, just like the rather difficult memory of the two people just now...
However, this effect does not work on Susie, or rather, on non-human targets!
As long as it draws Miss Irene's true appearance, I can easily find this mysterious Miss Queen!
Audrey, you are a genius!
She clenched her fists excitedly and looked at Susie again with anticipation. The latter tilted her head and looked at her innocently.
"Audrey," the golden retriever said, not caring that the maid was right outside the door. The air around him vibrated, and he made a somewhat doubtful sound. "You forgot, I'm just a dog."
Watching Susie digging her front paws on the carpet, Detective Audrey fell silent.
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It was already late at night when Angel returned to Red Rose Street. It was a rare sunny day, but Backlund was still shrouded in thick fog at night. The moonlight scattered in the fog, turning half of the sky an eerie red.
After taking off the Madness Ring, Angel first changed out of the expensive dress, took a cold shower, and then went to the basement.
Although cold water wasn't good for her current health, it at least helped calm her down... Spending too long with the "Witch of Pleasure," coupled with the ring's negative effects, had caused her to experience some strange reactions beyond her normal physiological needs. Fortunately, Sylvia didn't let her stay in the West District villa for long...
And on those days every month, Angel also discovered the troubles of this female body. In Cole's memory, Mrs. Sharon did not seem to have such a period. Could it be that after being promoted to the "Witch of Pleasure", some physical changes will occur again?
Holding back the discomfort, she made a few "Sleeping Charms" in the basement, stuffed the "Gathering Storms" that she had made but not yet sold into the quick loader for use, and checked the dagger, revolver, substitute wand and magic mirror. After everything was ready, she returned to the first floor from the basement.
This will be her greatest reliance in the next battle.
Before going to Severia's house today, Angel had already reported Lanevus to the North District police, even directly mentioning the "True Creator" in the letter. Given the efficiency of the Backlund police, they should forward this letter of complaint to the nearest official Beyonder organization tomorrow, Sunday. Reports to the North District will be handled by the Nighthawks.
She believed that the Nighthawks would take the matter seriously and deal with it as quickly as possible, most likely launching an operation on Sunday night, as it involved the "True Creator" and the fugitive Lanevus, who was responsible for the Tingen Massacre.
However, Angel couldn't deal with Lanevus, who had somehow gained the true Creator's divinity, on his own. He could only rely on official Beyonders and powerful Nighthawks to deal with him and eliminate the culprit of the Tingen City God's Arrival tragedy.
"If I had Sequence 5, or at least Sequence 6..."
She stood in the dark living room and looked southwest. There was the East Balam Dockyard in the dock area, and the tall clock tower was faintly visible in the thick fog.
Angel didn't think she could deal with Lanevus, who possessed the divine power of the evil god, just by killing a Rose Bishop. She had no problem using the magic mirror to divine the former, but once the divination touched the latter, she would be instantly counterattacked by the aura of the true creator.
This essentially illustrates the power disparity between the two. If the Rose Bishop is compared to a typical Sequence 6, Lanevus, who possesses the divinity of the "True Creator," is likely similar to Megose, who bears the child of the evil god, possessing the power of a Sequence 4.
Angel, who had fought with Megose, knew that "divinity" would be the biggest difference between the Mid-Sequence and the High-Sequence. The latter relied on divinity and could harm Mid-Sequence Beyonders with words alone. The child in her belly could even cause a "Witch of Joy" to lose control on the spot just by crying.
If there were no Saint's Relics that also came from High-Sequence Powerful Ones, even another group of Nighthawks would be unable to do anything to Megose.
But even so, she was not prepared to wait for the "good news" from the Nighthawks.
Perhaps they could easily resolve this problem after sufficient preparation, but they might also fail, or even be like the battle in Tingen City, where they were ultimately schemed against by a mastermind hidden behind the scenes, and their efforts fell through.
"I'm the last resort. If the Nighthawks take out Lanevus, I'll see him off from afar. If he manages to escape..."
Angel gripped the silver chain tightly in his hand.
"I'll deliver the final blow."
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In the northern district of Backlund, in a room beneath Saint Samuel's Church.
This was the headquarters of the Nighthawks in Backlund. Unlike other second-tier cities, it was located directly beneath Saint Samuel's Cathedral. Instead of just one or two Nighthawks, they took turns guarding the Chanis Gate and the garrison. Instead, they had an entire team.
Five or six night watchmen were sitting or lying down, playing the game of fighting evil, flipping through old newspapers that had not been updated for who knows how many days, or writing and drawing with pen and paper.
"Bang——"
A wooden door was suddenly pushed open, and a night watchman in a black windbreaker walked in with several file bags. He quickly glanced at several colleagues who were looking at him, and finally locked his eyes on a night watchman holding a newspaper.
"Captain, a telegram from Sivellas Field," he handed the briefcase over. He took it but didn't open it. Instead, he continued listening to the report. "The North District Police Department received a report stating that Lanevus is hiding near the East Balam Dockyard in the dock area."
If I say that I published it a few minutes later because I wanted to pretend that I didn’t have any drafts saved and that I wrote it right away, would you believe me?
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