West District, 9 Hope Street, Prime Minister ~щww~~lā

Agushidenigen stood behind the large table, looking solemnly at Earl Hall opposite him:

"Your Excellency, my secretary should have informed you of what happened. You are the first nobleman I thought of at this moment."

This Conservative Party leader and current Prime Minister looked several years older. His tall and thin figure seemed unable to bear the bad news and he leaned forward slightly, so much so that he had to support himself on the table with both hands.

But his eyes remained sharp and his attitude remained calm.

Earl Hall, who had a beautiful mustache, sighed:

"I'm sorry to hear this news. It shocked me greatly. I was planning to visit His Excellency the Duke in the next few days to discuss the bills that we are all concerned about. Who knew that he would be attacked..."

He, whose handsome appearance in his youth was ruined by deep nasolabial folds and obesity, first expressed his condolences, grief and empathy, then restrained his emotions and said:

"His Excellency the Duke is already dead. Instead of crying and getting angry, we need to be more cautious and calm. Only in this way can we handle the subsequent matters and prevent the heavy steam train of the kingdom from running off the track."

"That's why I came to you first. Other nobles only cried out to the gods, trembling with fear, and said they couldn't accept it. They demanded that the murderer be punished immediately and the mastermind be found. In their view, the Duke, who was heavily protected, would be assassinated, let alone them?" Prime Minister Agushide said in a deep voice, "This is a very normal and natural reaction, but it is not the reaction we need."

Earl Hall nodded and asked:

"Who is the murderer? What is the motive?"

"A devil who has been disguised as a banker for more than ten years, a real devil. By the way, your Bavat Bank has just acquired his property." Agusid stated without any change in his tone.

"Patrick Jason?" Earl Hall immediately remembered the other party's name.

It was he who approved the acquisition involving the bank.

Prime Minister Agushide did not blame the other party, but said thoughtfully:

"He was Sequence 5, but he suddenly sold off his assets, abandoned the identity he had cultivated for more than a decade, and risked his life to assassinate my brother. Based on this, we can make a strong guess that he was instructed by a certain person or force. Unfortunately, he was killed on the way to escape, and even his spirit was taken away. According to the report of the Nighthawks, it was the chivalrous thief 'Black Emperor' who did it."

"It involves an extremely secretive organization, and we can't figure it out in a short period of time?" Earl Hall asked back.

"Yes, the so-called thief left no trace. We can only start with the people who have had contact with Jason in the past few months. This will definitely take a lot of time and may not produce any results." Agushide gave an affirmative answer.

Earl Hall took two steps and said:

"What is the King's attitude?"

"Sad, but no concrete ideas," Agushid replied.

Earl Hall frowned and thought for a moment, then said:

"In this case, the important thing is no longer who is behind the scenes, but what we want to achieve through this incident. If we want war and want to restart the fight for colonies, then we should tell the people that it was the Feysac Empire that instigated Patrick Jason, and give them a detailed process and show them some evidence that seems to be the case. Over the past hundreds or thousands of years, our northern neighbor has always played a similar role. I think everyone should be used to it and will not question it. It is very, very, very normal for barbarians to do such things."

"And the people are afraid of them." Prime Minister Agushide pulled the corner of his mouth without a smile. "But we are making a series of changes. It will take until the second half of next year at the earliest to stabilize and have the ability to wage war."

Earl Hall pondered and said:

"Then find someone that everyone can accept. The thief 'Black Emperor' is too mysterious, and the secret organization behind him is even more so. If it is announced like this, it will definitely cause great panic. People are always afraid of unknown things that they don't understand well enough.

"Well, what about the Aurora Society? They just assassinated that erotic Intis a few months ago, so it wouldn't be surprising if they did something else.

"Their reputation is bad enough. Their cases have been reported many times in newspapers and magazines, and they have even become horror elements and classic villains in many novels. Moreover, this can effectively dispel other people's suspicion of us. Some people always think that the previous assassinations were commissioned by us to be done by the Aurora Society.

"Also, take this opportunity to crack down on illegal terrorist organizations and clean up Backlund. There are too many dangerous guys hiding here."

Agushid said "hmm":

"'Aurora Society' is a good candidate...

"We will target them first. Next year, when we are ready, we will announce the results of the investigation and accuse the Feysac Empire of driving the Aurora Society. I don't think anyone will care about the explanations of the terrorist organization and the northern barbarians."

Earl Hall was stunned for a moment and said:

“This is a step further than I thought.”

Agushid said no more, stood up straight and said:

"I am going to see His Majesty the King now."

Having said this, he glanced at Earl Hall:

"You should also be careful. We haven't figured out the motives of those people who assassinated my brother. Humph, the Church of the Storm has agreed to replace the Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese. Snake is always late at the critical moment! The believers of the Storm are always so irritable, irritable, stubborn, arrogant, and easily manipulated!"

"Don't be prejudiced. Lulmi, for example, is very wise." Earl Hall first chuckled, then tapped his chest four times, "Thank you, the goddess will protect me."

…………

“The Twilight Hermits… sounds pretty cool…” After returning to the real world, Klein stood up and pressed the mechanical button on the flush toilet.

Amid the sound of running water, he walked out of the bathroom and thought about the information he had just obtained through "psychic communication".

He suspected that the "Twilight Hermits" was the ancient organization that Emperor Roselle joined and possessed the second blasphemous slate.

For the sake of the so-called historical process, they chose to find someone to assassinate Duke Negan. This sounds a bit absurd, but it also seems to make sense... Their goal is to resurrect or awaken the original creator? This is somewhat similar to the concept of the City of Silver. Little "Sun" and his friends never believed that the creator of everything had passed away. They only accepted the statement that He had abandoned that area and had been trying to get a response... Klein paced back and forth, dispersing his own thoughts.

After an unknown amount of time, he suddenly heard a knock on the door.

The person outside was not a waiter or maid from the Krag Club, but a member of the Mechanical Heart whom Klein had met before, Carlson, who was wearing thick glasses.

"How did you get in?" Klein asked deliberately.

Seeing that he was indeed in the room, Carlson's expression was obviously relaxed. Seeing that there was no one around, he smiled and said:

"As an extraordinary person, there are always various ways."

He received the news from Deacon Ikanser and learned about the death of the "Apostle". Then he came to confirm my situation. My performance was quite successful. The "resurrection" was not exposed, and I successfully concealed the past... Klein's heart was slightly moved and said:

"Your expression tells me there's good news?"

"Yes, Patrick Jason Belia has been killed. You are safe and no longer need our protection." Carlson said truthfully.

With this feedback, Klein felt that the potion in his body seemed to be digested faster.

He asked in surprise and delight:

"Sure?"

"Sure." Carlson replied in the affirmative.

"That's great!" Klein said happily.

Carlson glanced at him and praised sincerely:

"Your detective intuition and logical thinking have provided us with the most important help. The deacon said in the letter that he will secretly give you a reward of about 1,000 pounds."

1,000 pounds... Not bad, very generous! However, even if the notes under Jason's suitcase are all 5-pound and 1-pound denominations, and even if his jewelry is not too expensive, the total amount is about 50,000 pounds... Mrs. Mary of the Air Pollution Investigation Committee, including the value of Coim's shares, is only worth this much...

Well, Jason's accomplice who was wearing human skin and was responsible for luring away the "Singer of God" probably took away a part of it. The remaining amount is estimated to be 20,000 to 30,000 pounds, but this is still incomparable to 1,000 pounds. It's really a pity... I can't think like that. Maybe Jason's accomplice took away all the property in advance... Klein felt a mixture of loss and joy.

The fact that the "Mechanical Heart" gave him a bounty further proved the success of his performance during this period, making him feel that he was only one step away from completely digesting the "Magician" potion.

“This is what I should do. After all, I’m the one being threatened.” Klein said with a smile.

He was not worried about Jason's accomplices' revenge later, because this revenge was just a cover. More importantly, he would definitely be Sequence 6 by then.

Carlson pushed his glasses and said carefully:

"Sherlock, you are also a believer in God. We hope to establish a good relationship with you. If you encounter any problems or collect any intelligence in the future, you can tell us."

This is to develop me into an informant for the Mechanical Heart... I have another way to get reimbursed... Klein seriously drew the triangular holy emblem on his chest:

"No problem."

…………

Klein, who was no longer protected by the "Mechanical Heart", stayed in the Krag Club until after dinner, and then took a carriage and slowly returned to No. 15 Minsk Street.

He opened the mailbox as usual and saw a new letter without a stamp.

This letter was left by Detective Isengard Stanton after his unsuccessful afternoon visit. He wrote:

"...I heard the advice you gave from the Mechanical Heart. Your sharpness and rigor are shocking. If you hadn't already become a Beyonder, I would even think that the 'Reader' would be the most suitable path for you.

"You are the most reasoning young man I have ever met!"

…

Klein stood in the living room and read the letter left by Isengard under the light of the gas wall lamp.

There was nothing new about this performance. It was routine and repeated the past, and it didn't even have much effect... But the advantage was that there were enough audiences, and they were all around me, so I got direct feedback... Klein held the letter and suddenly felt something in his heart.

He half closed his eyes, and felt something in his body rapidly shattering and dissipating. He also felt many illusory stars appearing around him, and felt that those bright stars had a faint attraction to each other.

In the last month of year 149, his "Magician" potion was finally digested.

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