Chapter 247 Air Pollution Investigation Committee
"Miss Audrey invited me to a party at her house? But why was the invitation sent to you?"
The next morning, in the reception room of Severia's house, Angel took a sip of warm black tea, letting the aroma fill his nostrils, and then asked curiously.
"That's because she doesn't know your address, of course."
Sylvia handed Angel a letter with the crest of Earl Hall's family printed on it, looking at her like an idiot.
"Besides, this is also the etiquette among the nobles. I introduced you into the circle, so her first invitation will be conveyed through me."
Angel nodded, opened the envelope, took out the invitation, and looked at the time. It was this Sunday, the day after tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, the usual afternoon tea time. There were also some requirements for the party, such as casual wear.
It's not a formal salon, it seems to be Audrey's little occult gathering...
She understood, put the invitation away, and then looked at Sylvia.
The latter hesitated for a moment before continuing:
"This time you're heading to Earl Hall's mansion. I need you to pay attention to someone: Hibbert Hall, the Earl's eldest son and Audrey's older brother. Listen carefully to everything you hear about him, especially regarding the Air Pollution Investigation Committee."
She described Hibbert's features in detail, and Angel took careful note of them. Then he asked:
"A noble like Earl Hall should have Beyonders protecting him. Wouldn't it arouse suspicion if I deliberately approached the Earl's eldest son?"
"Don't worry, you're a lucky pawn. We won't waste you." Sylvia smiled and spoke softly as if to comfort him. "Just listen. Don't ask any questions, and don't show any interest in Hibbert, so you won't be discovered by the Beyonders in the dark. Tell me whatever you hear. Depending on the importance of the information you gain, you might be able to get the other half of the potion ingredients soon."
What kind of information is worth exchanging for the main ingredient of a potion worth thousands of pounds?
Angel wanted to continue asking, but finally kept his mouth shut.
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The serial murder case that shocked Backlund was finally solved. The day after Angel and Moriarty killed the demon dog, major newspapers published the police's announcement on the case.
As expected, the police did not disclose any information related to the occult. The 12 lives were attributed to a name that was most likely fictitious. Since the murderer was shot dead on the spot, the process of interrogation and sentencing was omitted.
Congratulations, congratulations.
Angel, who was flipping through the newspaper in the Divination Club, turned to the subsequent pages of the Backlund Morning Post and successfully found information about the extraordinary gathering.
These wild Extraordinary people had long been suffocating under the tense situation. As soon as the serial murder case was solved and the official blockade and search operation of Extraordinary people was over, they couldn't wait to hold a party.
"It's best not to sell the Beyonder characteristics I took from the Capin mansion anytime soon, to avoid being targeted by those secretly searching for the murderer... I can sell the Beyonder characteristics of the 'Demon' first and exchange them for my 'Scarlet Eye'. I can use the remaining money to purchase the formula for the 'Pleasure Witch'. This way, I can advance before the 'Witch Cult' gives me the complete potion and hide some of my strength..."
Angel thought about it, wrote down the time of the "Eye of Wisdom" meeting and the door knock code, and continued to read the newspaper.
Um, Kapin’s death was in the newspapers too?
After finding the content that interested her, she spread out the newspaper and read it carefully.
Black Emperor?
Chivalrous thief?
The property in the safe?
If it weren't for the fact that Capin's death had only happened a day ago, Angel would have doubted her own memory.
The situation was urgent at the time. After killing the Beyonder and Capin and releasing the kidnapped girls, Angel and Moriarty didn't even have time to collect evidence of his crime. They could only take the most valuable Beyonder characteristics and leave immediately. They didn't even notice the safe.
When she jumped off the attic, she even saw an official Beyonder flying from a distance. It was most likely a High-Sequence Expert. If she had been even a minute late, she would have been trapped in the villa and would have been forced to surrender.
Could it be that subsequent investigators discovered these ill-gotten gains and divided them up?
Thinking of this, Angel couldn't help but feel a little jealous.
Compared to the Beyonder traits that she didn't dare to sell at the Beyonder gathering, cash was undoubtedly a better profit. Unfortunately, she wasn't a true "thief" after all. She only took action to rescue innocent girls like Emily. Otherwise, she might really search the villa for Kapin's life savings.
But the "Black Emperor"...
She thought of Moriarty who transformed into a ghost in armor and crown yesterday, and inexplicably felt that this title was very suitable for him.
“Dongdong——”
There was a knock on the door of her divination room, and then a figure entered and closed the door.
"Ms. Laura, welcome to the Fortune Telling Witch's Divination Room. What do you need to know today?"
Forcing out a smile he was already accustomed to, Angel looked at the guest.
"Okay, I know you don't really welcome me, so no need to put on that fake smile."
Laura took off her veil and sat across from her. Rarely did she show off her exaggerated number of potential romantic partners, but instead asked seriously:
"Do you know that rich man Capin in Cherwood?"
Angel raised an eyebrow and nodded in response, "Of course I know."
Then she handed the newspaper on the table to Laura, who had just shown a look of joy, and watched her expression fall.
"I thought you had some other information about the 'Witch Cult'. Turns out you also learned it through the newspaper."
"Severia of the Witch Cult did instruct me to gather information at Beyonder gatherings and find those selling Beyonder traits. But isn't this Capin a wicked fellow who kidnapped young girls? How could he possibly attract the attention of two 'Witches of Pleasure' at the same time?"
Angel asked in a low voice, pretending to know nothing about it.
"Kidnapping young girls? That's just a small part of his crimes, satisfying the peculiar whims of certain high-ranking officials and making things easier for them. "Lola said with disdain, lowering her voice. She and Angel were like a pair of criminals discussing a conspiracy. "What he really did was capture the homeless, neglected vagrants and poor people in Backlund and sell them abroad."
"Human traffickers?"
Angel exclaimed.
No wonder there were so many Beyonders in his mansion, and no wonder the "Witch Cult" was so concerned about his death. It turned out this guy wasn't just capturing a few girls; he was also involved in the Witch Cult's human trafficking, which spanned several cities and possibly even the entire kingdom...
"That's right. Over a thousand Backlund residents have been trafficked through Capin's channels, and that's just this year. This time, he offended someone, and died tragically in his own villa. It's said that the 'Manufactured Punishers' of the Church of the Storm turned the villa upside down, and those secret documents must have fallen into the hands of the church. Ha, that's enough to disrupt the witch cult's human trafficking for a while."
It turned out to be the aftermath of the Church of Storms' handling of the situation. It seemed that the safe that was supposedly emptied by the Rogue was most likely used as the operating funds for the Mandated Punishers.
Angel thought to himself.
"Besides Capin, there's another thing I need your help with," Laura continued, folding the newspaper with the picture of the thief "Black Emperor" standing in the wind. "Hibbert Hall, your new friend Miss Audrey's brother, is also the chief secretary of the 'Atmospheric Pollution Investigation Committee'..."
"Are you also asking me about the investigation committee?"
Angel's curiosity, which had been growing since she went to Severia's house that morning, finally burst out, and she interrupted the other person with a frown.
"The Witch Cult also asked me to pay attention to this matter. Why is everyone suddenly concerned about the air pollution in Backlund?"
"Pollution? Even if they demolish the factory, it's none of my business," Lola sneered. "But whatever the Witch Cult cares about, I care about too. So does Capin and Hibbert Hall."
She picked up her veil, put it on, and stood up.
"Give me a copy of the information you gave to the Witch Cult. I'll exchange it for the recipe for Joy."
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