Chapter 142 Nothing Said



Leonard Mitchell clasped his hands together, leaned forward slightly and said:

“We recreated the scene that Cuarón saw before he died.

"It does not directly show the murderer, but the glass of the oriel window happens to show the figure of Baron Sindras."

After a pause, Leonard added:

"This is too simple and unconvincing. Even if a noble or big banker like Baron Sinderas wanted to kill someone, he would not do it himself or watch the scene, unless he has a special hobby.

"And you know, there are many ways to create a similar scene, whether it's illusion or disguise, it can be done."

When talking about disguise, he raised his head slightly and glanced at Dwayne Dantès, as if to say that your current appearance is probably not your true image, just like Herman Sparrow and Sherlock Moriarty.

This is such a crude frame-up. It makes me wonder if the murderer behind the scenes really wants to frame Baron Sinderas... Well, let's go through it again from the beginning. Let's assume that I, Dwayne Dantès, would respond the same way as a normal person... Anyway, I won't tell you the conclusion. I'll just guide your thinking through questions. If the final answer is wrong, then it must be that the poet misunderstood my meaning and failed to correctly understand my hint... Klein smiled, picked up the bone china cup, took a sip of red tea and said:

"Let's not consider this issue for now. If it wasn't me who was involved, how would things develop?"

Leonard raised his clasped hands slightly, tapped his index fingers lightly and said:

"Dwayne Dantès was detained as a suspect in the police station, but his housekeeper, servants, neighbors, and friends could all confirm that he had no contact with Caron's family. As a result, there was a huge contradiction between the two sides' descriptions. The police were unable to handle the situation and had to request the intervention of the Night Watchers.

"After channeling the spirit, we got the image that Kalon saw before he committed suicide, and extracted the figure of Baron Sindras from it..."

Leonard suddenly fell silent. After several seconds, he continued speaking under Dwayne Dantes's smiling gaze:

“No matter whether the clue of Baron Sindras is too strange, too simple, and unconvincing, we will follow the procedure, make some contact with him, and conduct corresponding investigations... And this will lead to us discovering some of his problems?

"Baron Sindras already has problems involving the extraordinary realm. Can he not withstand the in-depth investigation of the Nighthawks?"

Leonard became more and more confident as he spoke, as if he had grasped the planner's thinking.

He, or they, did not care whether their trap would be discovered or not. As long as they could allow the Nighthawks to conduct a routine investigation on Sindras, their goal would be achieved, because Baron Sindras himself had quite serious and easily discovered problems!

Yes, that's what I thought too. This is actually closer to a report, but it's softer and looks like a trap, forcing the Nighthawks to investigate and hide their existence... Of course, I won't directly confirm your guess. If I'm wrong in the end, wouldn't it be embarrassing? Klein lifted his right foot and placed it on his left leg, smiling:

"With the alert Baron Sinderas, there will definitely be no problem now."

Leonard nodded slowly and said as if explaining himself:

“This baron’s experience is quite legendary. He was on the verge of bankruptcy several times, but he recovered and climbed to a new level.

"Perhaps, at one point, he was desperate and had no other options, so he sold his soul to an evil god, a demon, or some other hidden entity?"

This story is quite reasonable... Klein did not say whether Leonard's speculation was right or wrong, but asked:

"On the other hand, what do you think of the real murderer who caused Caron to commit suicide?"

Leonard temporarily put aside his previous judgment and thought about it based on the premise of "normal development":

"The trap they set was too crude. The hints, guidance, and memory implants were not subtle enough, and they were easily discovered. Therefore, it was probably not done by the mid- to high-sequences of the Audience pathway. It was more likely that Beyonders from other pathways used the corresponding magical items to disguise themselves as them..."

Before he finished speaking, Leonard fell silent again, and it was unknown what he was thinking about.

Klein maintained a faint smile and looked at the other person calmly, as if everything was under control. But I just won’t tell you. It all depends on how much you have understood.

This is consistent with what the old man said before... Was it really done by a mid-to-high-level "audience"? His seemingly reckless and rough arrangement full of loopholes actually took into account everyone's reactions and human nature to follow the process. He just misjudged Dwayne Dantès's experience and wisdom? Leonard felt that he had figured out what happened. He straightened up, coughed lightly, and said:

"Thank you for your advice."

Klein immediately laughed and said:

"I didn't say anything."

Without waiting for Leonard to respond, he took the initiative to speak:

"Your former colleague asked me to ask you, if he finds any trace of Ince Zangwill, how should he inform you?"

Leonard, who was about to stand up and say goodbye, just raised his butt halfway and sat back down. He was silent for more than ten seconds with a slightly complicated expression and said:

"Send the message by letter to 7 Pinster Street."

Does this mean that you will not leave Backlund for a long time? Or, even if you go to other places to perform missions, there is still a way to monitor the movements of No. 7 Pinster Street and remotely view the contents of the letter? The latter guess is more likely. An angel of the "thief" path must have mastered many strange secrets, including some that Leonard can use... I can't ask. If I ask, it will lower Dwayne Dantès's level and destroy his character... Klein pretended to be calm and said with a smile:

"I'll tell him."

Leonard didn't leave immediately. He opened his mouth, paused, and said:

"If I want to contact him, what should I do?"

When he asked this question, his green eyes were deep and restrained.

Klein was well prepared and said with a smile:

"A spirit wandering in the void, a friendly creature that can be commanded, and a messenger that belongs exclusively to Gehrman Sparrow.

"If you don't know the specific rituals, you can ask Pales."

Leonard knew that Gehrman Sparrow was Sherlock Moriarty, that is, Klein Moretti, so he nodded slightly, stood up and said:

"Thank you for letting me know, and please forgive me for coming here without permission."

After saying this, he retreated to the door, opened it, and walked out of the dream.

Hey, are you leaving now? As a Nightmare, or a former Nightmare, don't you consider your memory flaws? You can remember it after just one listen? That's too careless! Klein watched Leonard's back disappear and couldn't help but complain in his heart.

He shook his head helplessly, ended his nap, and got busy with West Balam's affairs.

…………

On the "Golden Dream", Danitz, who had finally completed his mission, drank iced light beer because of the recent hot weather.

If making ice didn't require extraordinary abilities and the quantity wasn't small, he felt he could drink half a bucket in one go.

"This is what enjoyment is all about!" Danitz gulped down the remaining liquid in the cup.

At this moment, gray mist filled his eyes, and Gehrman Sparrow's voice began to echo in his ears:

"...Please tell Danitz to rush to West Balam immediately and find out the situation in the respective spheres of influence of the two native generals, Mesanyes and Khatami, and pay special attention to whether there are any signs of Rose School activities..."

Go, go to West Balam? Danitz held the wine glass and stuttered as he repeated Gehrman Sparrow's request in his mind.

He had been there with the crew of the "Golden Dream" in search of treasure, and had received more detailed information from the captain, "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina, so he knew how chaotic and dangerous West Balam was.

Moreover, I'm going alone this time! Danitz pouted, feeling that his future was bleak.

In his mind, there emerged a primitive jungle hiding all kinds of terrifying creatures, indigenous tribes that also believed in the god of death but each had their own weirdness, roads full of bandits and rebels, villages often haunted by ghosts and ghosts, and big cities where gunfights and even battles between extraordinary people broke out from time to time.

No, I have to reject Gehrman Sparrow, reject... At least, you have to send me an assistant! Well... Ordinary people can survive in West Balam, get rich, and own their own manor, which means it's not as scary as I imagined. I'm just scaring myself... Besides, Gehrman Sparrow just asked me to find out the situation, not to contact anyone to deal with anyone... Danitz quickly forced a smile and asked Mr. Fool to tell Gehrman Sparrow that he would leave immediately.

Then, according to Gehrman Sparrow’s instructions, he set up a ceremony in his room to request Mr. Fool’s blessing.

At the end of the ceremony, he saw the illusory door open, and a dark golden brooch in the shape of a sunbird flew out and landed on the altar.

This is the "Sun Brooch"!

In the southern continent, in the country once ruled by the god of death, "the sun" is one of the most useful extraordinary ways!

“Giving such a valuable item directly... Working for Gehrman Sparrow is still very good... But, it seems that he said it was a loan?” Danitz picked up the brooch, only to feel that the humidity and heat around him became a little heavier.

…………

After assigning Danitz a task, Klein was about to open the door and ask his valet Richardson to prepare him a glass of ice water when he suddenly had an inspiration.

Immediately, he quietly opened his spiritual vision and saw the messenger lady Renette Tinicole walking out of the void, holding in her hand a blond, red-eyed head biting a thin letter.

Who sent it? From Leonard? Klein stretched out his right hand with a hint of confusion.

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