Chapter 344 The Yellow Bird Behind
Angel had originally planned to stay on Minsk Street until night, but was frightened by Sherlock's sudden remarks and fled in panic. He took a hired carriage and arrived at a private detective agency near Backlund Technical College in the northern district before sunset. He met Mr. Raymond, the detective he had been working with for more than half a month.
The latter seemed to have gotten used to the reversal of day and night and the constant surveillance. Although his complexion looked a little bad, he was still in good spirits. Seeing his employer coming, he took out a file bag from the desk drawer and handed it to Angel.
"After several days of surveillance, we finally made a new discovery the night before last. The man you're looking for sneaked up to the target building at night, pried open a first-floor window, threw a letter in, and then slipped away," Raymond explained his findings. "We tracked him, found his residence, and conducted an identity check to confirm his identity."
"Kalivar Dupont, 39 years old, single, lecturer in the Mechanical Engineering Department at Backlund Technical Institute?"
Looking at the information collected and investigated by the detectives, Angel was a little surprised. She didn't expect that the person who sent multiple threatening letters to Lily Granger was her teacher. This older bachelor was well-dressed and taught in the college during the day, but at night he sneaked to the students' homes, pried open the windows and stuffed threatening letters inside?
If the content of the letter were changed, it would become a melodramatic love story... She complained in her heart and glanced at Kaliva's address, which was also in the North District, two blocks away and within a ten-minute walk.
"Thank you, Detective Raymond. As agreed, I will pay an additional 5 pounds for this information. This commission is now concluded."
Angel collected the information, paid the final payment and left the detective agency.
It wasn't that she didn't want the detectives to keep an eye on Lily's house and find more clues, but there were also several Night Watchmen keeping watch. If a private detective was around Lily's house for a long time, it would easily attract the attention of these Extraordinary People, which would be counterproductive.
On the way, she bought a piece of Dixie pie and sweet iced tea for lunch. She soon found the residence of the originator of the threatening letter, Kaliva Dupont. As a lecturer at the technical college, he had a decent income. Kaliva was a bachelor, so his residence was a three-story building. It was not known whether he rented it or owned the property.
After a simple divination in the back alley and confirming that Kaliva was not at home, Angel pried open the back door and entered the small building through the kitchen.
The furnishings on the first floor were quite simple, and she did not find many useful clues. She only knew that this lecturer in the Department of Mechanical Engineering was a private pottery enthusiast. There were many crudely made pottery jars piled up in the basement, and only the exquisitely made potter's wheel in the living room could prove his mastery of mechanics.
After going upstairs, Angel quickly found several threatening letters in the study that could prove the other party's private behavior. The handwriting was the same as the one she found in Lily's house, all written by a non-dominant hand, and the content was also similar.
With the letters found in Kaliva's home, they were able to report to the police and expose the true face of this two-faced lecturer, but Angel was still a little curious about what the other party's real purpose was.
Were they the relatives of those killed by Cole Granger, plotting revenge against Lily? Or perhaps this lecturer harbored some ill intentions towards his students, planning to gain Lily's favor by first threatening and then appeasing them?
Several possibilities flashed through his mind, and Angel rejected them one by one.
Since I can’t think of the answer, I’ll use my “external brain”…
She casually picked up a pen, put a few threatening letters together, took out the magic mirror and performed a magic mirror divination directly in the study.
"Mirror, mirror, tell me the real reason why Kalivar Dupont threatened Lily Granger."
After injecting spirituality and reciting the divination words, gray mist quickly appeared on the surface of the magic mirror, showing a few brief images.
Almost all of them were clips of Kaliva's daily life at home and school, including him lecturing at the podium, making pottery in the living room, and even writing threatening letters, but she didn't find what she needed in them.
"The divination results are completely irrelevant to my needs... This is likely due to some kind of interference. It's not directly interrupting the divination, but showing some false results?"
Looking at the dressing mirror that reflected her face again, Angel pondered.
After being promoted to a witch, she has performed magic mirror divination many times, but this is the first time such a situation has occurred. There must be an extraordinary person behind Kaliva who is proficient in divination and counter-divination and is protecting him.
But I had used the threatening letter to divine at Lily's house and actually tracked down this lecturer, and I wasn't disturbed at the time...
No, was it really the "real divination result" at that time?
Angel suddenly realized that perhaps the result of the first divination had been misleading and interfered with.
She remembered what Sherlock had said: "If you rely too much on divination, you can easily put yourself in danger."
At that time, the two had just dealt with a demon dog that had been deceived by the divination results and sent itself to their door...
At this moment, Angel felt that the setting sun outside the study window seemed a little dim, and the furnishings in the study returned to normal after a moment of blur, as if his attention was distracted by a moment of absent-mindedness.
But the coldness of the secret holy emblem on her wrist made her react immediately.
I was pulled directly from the waking state into the dream!
She subconsciously looked out the window and glanced at the door, but did not see anyone entering the study. However, she knew that even nightmares had the ability to pull people into dreams from a distance. Assuming the attacker was a "requiem master", he could do all this even from a hundred meters away without putting himself in danger.
But simply pulling me into the dream wouldn't work. He must have other teammates cooperating with him. For example, he might take advantage of my sleep to approach me in reality and arrest me...
This is how the Nighthawks operate!
Angel's heart beat faster. She didn't expect that she would become the target of the Nighthawks' attack.
Could it be the team that was monitoring and protecting Lily? But how did they find themselves here?
Without thinking too much, she grasped the secret holy emblem in her right hand, and with a thought, she immediately returned to reality from the dream. The process was extremely simple. She believed that even without the help of the holy emblem, she could quickly realize that she was in a dream and get rid of these shackles.
The opponent might only be Sequence 7...
Thinking of this, she opened her eyes. The sun was still shining brightly outside the window, and the several threatening letters she had found were still on the table in the study. Nothing seemed to have changed.
But there were already quick and chaotic footsteps outside the door, and more than one person was going upstairs and approaching the study.
The next second, Angel's figure disappeared in the study. At the same time, the door was kicked open by Lorota, who had black hair and a black windbreaker. Borgia, who had a knife scar on his face, passed by her and rushed into the study. He aimed his revolver everywhere, but could not find anyone.
"Escaped? No, maybe he became invisible!"
Borgia's hawk-like eyes swept across the study. Without hesitation, he raised the revolver, quickly cocked the hammer, rotated the cylinder, skipped two bullets, and then fired a shot at the ground.
"Bang--"
Amidst the flying phantom phosphorescent powder, an outline outlined by a white halo appeared in a corner of the study.
Angel never dreamed that the "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" that he had painstakingly crafted in Tingen City and submitted to the Church of the Evernight Goddess would actually be used on himself one day.
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