Chapter 26 Don't play tricks, you will be discovered

Chapter 26 Don't play tricks, you will be discovered
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At nearly twelve o'clock, Edward came out of the library of the Cragg Club and went downstairs to the restaurant for lunch. He had a Highland-style lamb chop, a strawberry cheesecake, and apple juice as an appetizer. The lamb chop was barely a staple food, and the limited supply of cream lobster was worth looking forward to today. He could also get a delicious seafood pasta afterwards.

The cheesecake is sweet and sour, the juice will bring a perfect taste experience, the lamb chops are juicy and delicious... This is the human taste. Edward slowly cut the food on the plate with a knife and fork. The taste of cheese is similar to the last glimmer of hope lost by the intellectual body. The chicken with lettuce has a refreshing taste of digesting the star core. Apple juice and liqueur can bring a dizzy and satisfied feeling after taking in too much food and knowledge at one time. This is a very inefficient way to eat, but it feels good.

After eating half of it, a human walked to the table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Vaughan." The male human said briskly, "I always see you in the club recently."

"Yes, now is the most leisurely time before the New Year."

Edward answered politely, and compared the voice with the more frequently appearing voiceprints he had stored under the "Krag Club" category, and soon found the answer: "Today's lamb chops are delicious. Perhaps you can consider trying them, Mr. Talim."

"That's right, I'm still hungry." Talim, who had just finished his morning work, accepted it happily and quickly went to the self-service area. When he came back, he had brought two lamb chops and pies. He sat opposite Edward and was not in a hurry to eat. Instead, he asked with interest:
"Mr. Vaughan, the recent serial murders have really caused panic among the people. Have you paid attention to this matter?"

"Of course." Edward took a bite of pasta. "This is very interesting creative material. I have been reading the newspaper to learn about the situation."

Talim showed a look of astonishment: "The detectives are also very concerned about the follow-up of this cruel case." He pointed to a table next to him and said, "The two people over there are my friends, one is a reporter and the other is a great detective. They are discussing this matter."

He looked at the food and nodded: "Since this matter has attracted such widespread attention, we should be able to find clues soon."

"I hope so." Talim shook his head and sighed, then naturally brought up another topic, "I wonder what you think about love? One of my friends recently got the person he fell in love with at first sight, but neither of them was able to find comfort in this relationship."

"By the way, Mr. Vaughan, you have a rich family fortune, excellent connections and charm, why don't you find a lady to spend the rest of your life with?" Talim went off topic, "I heard that you were once active in the war as a soldier. If you were ten years younger, I would want to hire you as my mentor."

"...I have already welcomed a hostess, so there is no extra space for the next person." He looked at the inconspicuous scar on his right ring finger, where there used to be a ring. The glorious deeds are still circulated as horror stories or nursery rhymes in some areas. The demons are very modest. "As for joining the army, that was a long, long time ago. Now I am just an ordinary person."

“Ah.” Talim was stunned for a moment. “I’m sorry to bring up your sad story. I didn’t know such a thing happened.”

"It doesn't matter."

"Are they hindered by their status or worldly views?" Edward asked casually, not expecting Talim to answer. "Reality cannot be compared with stories. How about eloping?"

"This is not okay!"

Talim was startled and quickly spoke out to stop them. He realized that his voice was a little loud after he finished speaking. The gentlemen and ladies sitting nearby looked at him in surprise as he suddenly became excited. Talim quickly coughed twice, his cheeks flushed red, and explained in a low voice: "You can't elope... Mr. Vaughn, the gentleman is an important heir to a noble family. If he runs away, the whole of Backlund will be turned upside down in order to find him!"

"So this is actually a Cinderella story?"

"That's right - oh, it's really frustrating, but that's how love is, it's always so unreasonable, right?" Talim didn't dare to continue on this topic, and quickly changed the topic, "By the way, a new businessman in Backlund has solved the problem of accommodation and has booked a party at his home next month to meet new friends."

Edward looked at him, waiting for him to continue. As expected, the gentleman spoke with great interest: "Have you heard about this? The businessman named Carter found a large area of ​​ancient ruins under his newly purchased mansion. The ruins were inhabited by poisonous snakes. It sounds like the beginning of a drama or horror story, right? This is what Mr. Carter said himself. He also said that the person who helped him solve the problem was an experienced and excellent detective. Mr. Vaughan, you have no housekeeper or servants in your home, and perhaps you will need the help of this detective in the future."

I have servants, from 6 to 3, all of them are demons. Of course, they won't let you see them... The Abyss Angel thought quietly and replied: "What you said makes me a little moved. May I ask his name?"

"That guy sitting there, with the gold-rimmed glasses—"

Talim raised his hand and pointed, then froze in his place. Because they had been talking for too long, the reporter Mr. Mike and the detective who had things to do had already left. He could only scratch his head and said with a wry smile, "It seems that I can only introduce you to someone next time. Well, the name of the great detective is Sherlock Moriarty. He is very smart and I believe he will soon be well-known in Backlund. By then, he will definitely reach your ears."

Edward was silent for a few seconds, and suddenly asked Talim an irrelevant question: "Has Emperor Roselle ever published a series of detective stories called "The Adventures of Sherlock Holmes"? "

The equestrian coach blurted out: "What is that?"

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Late on Wednesday, after entrusting the information about the simple task "Find Lanevus" received from Miss Audrey to several bounty hunters he was familiar with in the East District, Hugh thought for a moment, walked to the intersection of Drawley Street and another street, and knocked on the door of the charity school established by the "Ernst Foundation".

This small charity school has only two three-story buildings, standing in a relatively clean and quiet place on the street. One building is the dormitory for homeless children and teachers, and the other is where classes are held.

Under the stern gaze of the one-eyed, elderly but still strong enough to fight five people at once, Xio took off her crude disguise and revealed her true face. Then she entered the teaching building, walked directly to the top floor, and politely knocked on the door of a room.

"Come in." A female voice came from inside.

Xio pushed the door open and saw the familiar girl sitting behind her desk, writing something quickly. Seeing the guest coming in, the girl raised her head, revealing a face with a large scar: "Xiu, what's the matter?" "Miss Maria." Facing the principal of the charity school and the head of the Backlund East District of the "Ernst Foundation", Xio did not dare to be careless and immediately explained her purpose, "I am tracking down a fraudster. He seems to be hiding in the East District now. I hope to borrow your help."

"Swindler?" Maria's eyes lit up at first, then she thought of something and asked in a subtle tone, "Can I ask his name?"

"His name is Lanevus," Xio replied. Maria's expression became even more subtle. "He has embezzled more than 10,000 pounds. The reward offered by the Siveras Field, private individuals, and organizations is very considerable (Xio emphasized these two words). I think we can give it a try."

"..." Maria was silent for a moment, then nodded, "Okay."

"I will help you keep an eye on this matter, so I hope you can collect useful clues as soon as possible." She answered calmly.

After watching Xio leave her office, the lawyer, who is a member of the charity foundation and the East District Director of the cult "The Pilgrimage Sect", pressed her temples and pulled out a simple secret letter that had just been delivered last night from a stack of documents in her hand:
"It has been confirmed that Lanevus has escaped. His status as a "God-favored One" has been revoked. He is considered a traitor. We will try to capture him alive. We allow him to be killed on the spot."

The signature is Mr. Z.

"The bounty hunters are actually hunting down Lanevus. Is this a coincidence? Or did he reveal some clues?" Maria muttered to herself. She looked out the window and saw Xio leaving the charity school. "She may visit more often recently. I need to write a letter to Mr. Z about this matter."

"In addition, there are serial murders that seem to be the result of the promotion of demons, and the kidnapping of young girls that has suddenly become rampant recently..."

The East District has been more unstable than before recently, and undercurrents are surging. Maria's expression became a little ferocious. She took out a small round mirror the size of a palm from the drawer, looked at her face, and then sighed. With simple black hair and a not-so-outstanding appearance, coupled with the fact that she had been seriously injured in an extraordinary incident, most of her face was covered with horrible scars. Even if she wanted to use herself as bait, the kidnapper would not look down on her.

What's more, she is busy with unemployment placement, family dispute mediation, helping the workers' union sue for wages, and so on.

"Admitsol!" Maria quickly wrote the short report, called over the member under her command who looked not very smart but was relatively reliable, put the letter into his hands, and instructed, "After school, when you go back home, give this letter to Mr. Z and ask him to take some of the Aurora members working here back to avoid any trouble."

Mr. Monster, who had been promoted for less than a week, held a mop in his left hand and a secret letter in his right hand, and nodded in confusion and seriousness.

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“My dear friend,
Treanor, I am very happy! I have received the winter supplies list sent by your housekeeper. Thank you for your donation. I will prepare to receive it as soon as possible.

The situation within the foundation is stable. Thanks to everyone's efforts, the losses have decreased compared to previous years. The annual report will be sent with the next letter.

In addition, thank God for His mercy! Dear friends, the Aurora Society seems to have received the oracle of the true Creator and has begun to cooperate with us more closely and seriously. The members of the Aurora Society work enthusiastically and set new records every day. They are all kind people and work seriously. I am very moved.

Your loyal collaborator

Richard Ernst

Viscount Trena, who had experienced the decline of his family, the Roselle coup, and the Intis revolution, felt very confused. He stared at the text message over and over for five minutes, and his mind was filled with black question marks.

Trenor had a complicated feeling. He thought for the umpteenth time that there must be something wrong with Richard's brain or his eyes. But then he thought that even his father could be gentle and kind in his eyes. As long as he accepted the fact that Richard's brain structure was different from that of ordinary people, it seemed that this matter could be completely understood.

……

Never mind, I still couldn't understand it. He burned the letter, sent away the demon messenger who was squatting on the window frame waiting for a reply, and fell back on the velvet bed.

Treanor gave up thinking, lay down, covered himself with the quilt, and went to sleep when he was undecided.

TBC
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Edward discovered something interesting.

Brief introduction of the characters:
Maria. She has no last name. She is an orphan picked up and raised by the Pilgrims. She is a corrupted baron at Sequence 6. She lives in the East District. She uses the most gentle name, fights the most brutal fights, and mediates the most chaotic disputes. She is the respected big sister in the East District. She is good at making unreasonable demands, defending innocence, defending guilt, and exploiting legal loopholes. She is a "lawyer" that no respectable person is willing to hire.

Maria's most ruthless lawsuit was one in which she helped workers recover their withheld wages and work-injury subsidies. As the case went on, she became more and more excited, and finally found evidence and sent the other party's lawyer to jail during the second trial.

Workers' Union: Big sister is awesome! !

(End of this chapter)