The news regarding Zillinges wasn't long. It only stated the time, location, person, and outcome. As the saying goes, the shorter the content, the bigger the matter.
What happened in the capital, Baekeland, at eight or nine last night was revealed in Tingen City's newspaper this morning. This World's information exchange speed isn't too slow. This is all thanks to Rosell The Great's outstanding contributions … Yes, it must have been the nobles and Members of Parliament who attended the ball who leaked the news to reporters they were on good terms with. Some of the reporters then sent the sensational news back to their respective newspaper headquarters in other counties and cities via telegram …
Morning newspapers are usually set up at night, printed in the middle of the night, and distributed in the morning. It's just in time for urgent adjustments to be made and published in time …
Just based on this news, the Tingen Morning Post can sell at least a thousand more copies today, and this is only considering the city's urban area …
Klein's thoughts wandered as he calmed down.
Since Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges is dead, it means that even if Mr. Aztec was injured, it wouldn't be too serious …
If it was more serious, he would definitely have been captured by the Mandated Punishers or the Duke Of Negan's Beyonder bodyguards. And in such an emergency situation, Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanging Man would definitely find every opportunity to report to me. The fact that the latter didn't happen is enough to prove that the situation is under control …
Yes, if Mr. Aztec doesn't reply to my letter before midnight, or if Miss Justice and Mr. The Hanging Man don't pray to me, I'll blow the copper whistle again to summon a messenger and send a letter of inquiry …
Relaxing, Klein shifted his attention away from the newspaper and looked around the public carriage.
Most of the people who could afford to take such transportation were literate. Influenced by the "extra," many people had bought the Tingen Morning Post. Now, a few people who knew them were discussing in hushed voices.
"A long, long time ago, the Pirate King and his admirals were already harming the sea routes. Apart from retreating when facing the fleets of various countries, they didn't think much of armed merchant ships … Although Zillinges was listed as one of the seven pirate admirals less than ten years ago, he was the first pirate to be killed by the government …"
"Frankly speaking, I'm very curious. What was he doing in Baekeland? When pirates leave the sea, death is a foreseeable thing. "
"I hope there will be more detailed reports in the future."
"Lord Storm, I want to know which of the Duke Of Negan's bodyguards killed Zillinges. His bounty is 10,000 pounds!"
"Ten thousand pounds … If I had ten thousand pounds, I would resign immediately and buy two or three small to medium-sized plantations. I would invest in some colonial companies and railway companies and enjoy a fixed income every year …"
"This is only the kingdom's bounty. Intis, Feysac, Feynapotter, as well as some business organizations have placed a bounty on Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges. I desperately wish for a newspaper to list all the bounty amounts."
Ten thousand pounds? Klein was dazed for a moment.
Even with his current salary, which could be considered generous, he would have to stop eating and drinking for nearly 20 years to save up that much money …
If only I knew … Forget it, there's nothing I can do. It's impossible for me to claim the bounty … He folded the newspaper dejectedly and looked out of the carriage window.
At this point, he finally confirmed that the matter regarding Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges had come to an end. All that was left was to tie up the loose ends, such as the batch of Rosell's diary that The Hanging Man would pay.
…
Baekeland, Cherwood Borough.
Fors Wall, who was wearing a veil, and Xio Derecha were walking along the street towards the nearest Varvat Bank branch.
"Money always disappears without us realizing it." Fors sighed.
Xio nodded in agreement.
"That's right."
"Fortunately, the book, Stormwind Mountain Villa, is rather popular. There are still royalties coming into my account. Otherwise, I would have to find a clinic or hospital and become a doctor again." Fors sighed in satisfaction and worry.
Xio was silent for a few seconds.
She carefully asked, "Will the investigation of Zillinges affect your identity as an author? After all, we might be targeted by the Mandated Punishers or the Nighthawks … "
"No, you're the only one who will be targeted." Fors chuckled. "You were the one who sent someone to the police station. You were the one who sent the letter. You're also the one who is rather famous in the gang circles and on certain streets in East Borough. As for me, Fors Wall, I've always been a popular bestselling author."
"…" Xio was stunned for a moment. "So, you've been accompanying me all this time?"
Fors flicked her hair and chuckled.
"Don't you find this an interesting experience? Hmm … This experience has given me quite a bit of inspiration for my writing. My next novel will be about a sudden murder case that leads to all sorts of stories. "
Xio was momentarily at a loss for words. All she could do was continue walking forward. She accidentally forgot to turn and was pulled back by Fors.
At that moment, they heard the paperboy's shout.
"Extra! Extra! Rear Admiral Hurricane Zillinges has been killed in Baekeland! "
…
Ah? What? Xio and Fors looked at each other in bewilderment.
When the paperboy came closer and repeated it a few times, they suddenly came to their senses.
"What? Zillinges is dead? "Fors couldn't believe her ears.
"He's actually dead! How did he suddenly die!? "Xio, who was hiding from the possible pursuit of the ferocious pirate, was shocked and dumbfounded.
Th-shouldn't this be a normal procedure? First, they would find clues and confirm Zillinges's goal. Then, they would gather powerhouses and ambush him. Finally, the pirate would be killed … In the end, Zillinges died before the first step was completed … He died so simply … Fors and Xio looked at each other like two marble statues.
After nearly a minute, Xio rushed to the paperboy and bought a copy of this morning's Tussock Times.
This was one of the three newspapers with the largest circulation in the Rouen Kingdom.
"Oh … Zillinges is indeed dead. He was killed by the Duke Of Negan's bodyguard … Goddess, the Duke Of Negan's bodyguard is …" Xio automatically silenced herself and didn't say the powerful Beyonder at the end.
Fors looked at her friend with pity.
"You actually completely believed the description in the newspaper …"
"Alright, perhaps someone else discovered Zillinges's goal ahead of time. The Mandated Punishers, Nighthawks, Machinery Hivemind, and the military's special department worked together to complete a successful ambush …" Xio suddenly froze and exhaled. "We don't have to worry about anything anymore. We can return to our normal lives, but we have to try our best to avoid the police station from before."
She glanced at Fors and asked nervously and worriedly, "How much do you think Miss Audrey will pay us?
Under such circumstances, how much do you think Miss Audrey will pay us? I know that a few hundred pounds isn't a lot to her, but we didn't really complete the task … "
"No, at least we made Zillinges take the initiative to appear. The reason why he was in such a hurry to act and fell into the ambush is definitely because of us." Fors comforted her. "With Miss Audrey's generosity, even if she doesn't give you everything, she will at least give you half."
"I hope that's the case …" Xio took a deep breath and muttered in anticipation. "I wonder who will claim the 10,000 pounds bounty …"
"How enviable. If I had that amount of money, I would've long reached Sequence 7 or 6. Yet, I've missed opportunities time and time again!" Fors also felt wistful. Finally, she warned, "Xio, let's not look for Miss Audrey for the time being. Let's wait for her to contact us. There are too many details we don't know about Zillinges's death. Rashly looking for Miss Audrey might put us in danger."
Xio first nodded before saying in surprise,
"How do you know I want to go to Queens now?"
"Take a guess." Fors was amused.
…
After a busy morning, Klein returned to the Blackthorn Security Company and reported to Dunn Smith.
"Captain, the people I'm in charge of investigating related to Lanevus are all fine. They're all innocent victims. They're not involved in any supernatural matters."
Dunn placed his elbows on the desk and said, "Then stop for the time being.
"Then stop for the time being. Wait for the others to finish their work before focusing on the suspects. We can't put all our manpower on this matter. We have to prevent other unexpected incidents."
"Alright." Klein was about to stand up and enjoy his lunch when he suddenly heard a knock on the door.
"Please come in," Dunn said in a mellow voice.
With a turn of the knob, the door opened. Roshan peeked her head out.
"Captain, someone is here to commission a mission."
Commissioned mission … This is directed at the Blackthorn Security Company, not the Nighthawks … So, who came to us by accident? Klein muttered to himself in enlightenment.
Dunn thought for a moment.
"You can go and listen, but if it's too troublesome, you can just reject it."
He straightened his shirt, vest, and watch chain before he walked out of the office. He passed through the partition and approached the sofa area in the reception hall. Klein and Roshan followed him curiously.
Two ladies were sitting on the sofa. They were both wearing black bonnets and long black dresses.
One of them had a plump figure and fair skin. Her face was covered by a fine black veil hanging from her hat, and her appearance was vaguely discernible.
Looking at her, Klein suddenly felt a sense of familiarity, as though he had seen her somewhere before.
Just as he was thinking back, he heard another thinner lady say,
"The mission we want to entrust is to follow and monitor Madam Sharon and find evidence of her crimes."
Madam Sharon … Klein suddenly remembered where the sense of familiarity came from.
The lady who did not speak was Maynard's wife, the daughter of the leader of the New Party.
She couldn't accept her husband's death and didn't want to accept the police department's conclusion, so she privately asked the security company to re-investigate?
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