Chapter 306: Request from the Eye of Wisdom
"Old man, what can I do for you?"
Sherlock was the first to speak. He was still wearing a hooded robe and an iron mask that covered the upper half of his face as usual. He was sitting upright in a reclining chair with his hands tucked under his robe, exuding an aloof aura.
"Hehe, I just wanted to ask you a few questions about that 'demon dog' from a month ago." The Eye of Wisdom chuckled and said, "First, I want to confirm again, that Sequence 6 'demon' dog, was it you who killed it?"
"I killed it. Didn't I sell you its Beyonder properties? How could it be fake?"
Angel felt something was wrong, and deliberately added a hint of dissatisfaction to his tone, turning the topic to the authenticity of Beyonder characteristics.
"Of course it's true. I've verified it. That's why I'm asking."
The organizer of the Extraordinary gathering looked at Sherlock who was sitting in the corner, rather than Angel who was talking back.
"After selling me the Devil's properties that day, you pretended to offer a trade, but in reality, you were giving him half of the profits. You knew each other and had worked together before, right?"
Sherlock said nothing, which was considered as his agreement.
"Yes, he and I actually killed the demon dog together."
Seeing that Sherlock did not deny it, Angel had no choice but to nod and admit it. After all, the "Eye of Wisdom" kept them both together, so it should have confirmed this. The inquiry was just out of courtesy.
Of course, she did not tell the other party the specific process of the battle, as this would expose the two people's methods of making potions and their strengths.
The corners of Wisdom's mouth rose, making his nasolabial folds more prominent. He seemed to be happy that his judgment was correct. Then he continued:
"That's a bit strange. As far as I know, Beyonders of the Demon Sequence have a special sense of danger directed at them. If the two of you can easily kill it, it will definitely not show up so easily."
He seemed to be asking Angel and Sherlock, but also seemed to be talking to himself, expressing his own analysis.
"Unless you can conceal your strength and convince it that killing you is the best way to avoid danger, it will attack proactively... Hmm, could it be that you two have some kind of anti-divination or anti-prophecy method that interferes with its sense of danger... No, only one of you should be able to do that, otherwise it wouldn't be able to sense any danger."
Angel was a little surprised to see him analyze the truth in just a few words. He didn't expect that this old man not only had the prestige to host parties for a long time, but also had excellent reasoning ability.
No wonder he calls himself "The Eye of Wisdom"...
"So, what exactly are you going to say? If you're just asking about the battle process, then she already told you last time. You also know why the demon dog took the initiative to attack. Can we leave now?"
Sherlock's tone was low and filled with a hint of impatience, which was totally inconsistent with his usual image. Angel guessed that he was acting in some way, perhaps trying to force the "Eye of Wisdom" to quickly reveal his true purpose.
"I just want to know, when you killed the 'Demon Dog' last time, did you feel anyone watching or even interfering with the battle?"
peep?
Angel recalled the fierce battle in that unlit alley, her inexplicable tacit cooperation with Sherlock, and the devil dog's desperate and crazy attack.
But there is no fourth "person" among them...
Really not?
She suddenly remembered that after killing the demon dog, the two of them subconsciously leaned against each other to guard against subsequent attacks.
Could it be that at that time, the spirits of the two had already given some kind of reminder, making her and Sherlock believe that someone would continue to attack them, but the battle was too intense and the two were nervous and did not realize it?
Obviously, Sherlock, who was sitting in the corner, had also thought of this. He nodded hesitantly and said:
"It's possible, but the other party didn't show up in the end, so I can't be sure."
A coin appeared in his hand at some point, but he didn't throw it. He just stroked the uneven surface of the coin with his fingertips.
Even the fortune-teller couldn't be sure... Was it because of the other party's counter-divination?
"That's right. Behind the 'Devil Dog,' there is indeed another Beyonder." Eye of Wisdom crossed his legs, assuming a comfortable position, and continued, "Just two days ago, the archives of the Backlund Police Headquarters were robbed, and a file disappeared. I think you can guess which one it is."
"This morning, several private investigators received threatening letters written in blood, declaring that they would all die. The letters also listed a scheduled 'death date': November 30th, the end of this month. Everyone will die on the same day."
Threatening letters...Why do I always receive threatening letters recently?
Angel was a little surprised, but not much.
Before the demon dog attacked her and Sherlock, they had already analyzed that there might be someone behind this animal that was undergoing the "promotion ceremony" who was feeding it and providing it with potions, but Angel was still a little confused that the other party took action again so soon after the demon dog's death.
Shouldn't he have laid low and waited for the storm to blow over and for those involved to relax their guard? But stealing documents and sending threatening letters so openly was like shouting to the world, calling attention to his actions. It was reckless and unnecessary.
She secretly glanced at Sherlock in the corner - this "detective" was also one of the people who participated in analyzing the case and provided clues. Could he also be on the other party's revenge list?
"It's unlikely this 'demon dog' took the potion on its own and advanced to Sequence 6," the Eye of Wisdom continued, seemingly unaware of Angel's subtle movements. "Of course, there are examples of creatures that accidentally ingested Beyonder traits and, by some stroke of luck, survived and became intelligent Beyonder creatures. However, such creatures wouldn't know the method for advancement or the potion formula. Therefore, it must have a 'master' behind it who took the same path, but at a higher Sequence."
"And you think those detectives are facing retaliation from this man?"
Sherlock asked back.
"That's right. As the person who killed it, you should have been on the list. However, he had trouble finding you and there was no record of you in the official documents. So he could only focus on the unlucky detective."
"They should report the case and seek help from official Beyonders."
"That's true, but this is the last resort. Detectives don't really want to deal with the authorities, especially since there are guys called 'Wild Beyonders' among them. They would rather face danger than be imprisoned under the church."
The Eye of Wisdom looked at Angel, who had made a "reasonable suggestion," and explained.
"That's why I kept you here. I've received a commission to hire you two Beyonders, two people who have killed the 'Devil Dog', to participate in the operation to protect the detectives. We might even have a chance to locate the person behind the scenes and solve the final troubles, for them and for yourselves. Of course, if the risk is truly high, they won't hesitate to seek help from official Beyonders and won't put you in mortal danger."
After hearing the other party's true purpose, Angel nodded in understanding.
As expected, this "Eye of Wisdom" laid all this groundwork just to draw Sherlock and me into this. I wonder what benefits those detectives promised him to make him so dedicated. I remember when I first attended a party here, Sherlock was threatened by another Beyonder and tried to ask for help. At that time, he suggested that they "spend money to avoid disaster"...
She was a little hesitant because Sherlock would obviously appear on the death list of the man behind the scenes. Unlike herself who had hidden her identity, Sherlock had an open identity as a detective. Unless he gave up this identity and changed his appearance, he would likely be retaliated against in secret.
"I'm sorry, but I refuse."
Without even hearing the reward for the commission, the detective refused it without hesitation.
This made Angel's words of agreement hang in his throat.
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