Upon hearing the description of the familiar scene, Audrey was almost certain that it was done by Mr. Fool's adorer.
She immediately felt a strong sense of immersion, participation, and pride.
That's a human trafficker whose hands are stained with blood and sin … The "Judgment" card means that he's being judged by justice. The verdict is hanging, beheading, or burning at the stake? The Emperor card should be a symbol of identity … Is this the adorer who infiltrated the Royal Museum and stole the Dark Emperor card? For a moment, Audrey's imagination ran wild.
She had planned on asking for more details and a more detailed process, but from her father, Earl Of Hall's expression, tone, and emotional color, she knew that he didn't know what had happened for the time being. All she could do was suppress her doubts and curiosity and prepare to ask her good friend, Kance Leersson, who worked at MI9.
Although asking Kance directly suits my image in this regard, it would still be a little abrupt and slightly contradictory to my identity as a noble. Hmm … Get Annie to prepare a few invitations for afternoon tea and send them to Glaint, Kance, Murray, Christine, Jane, and the others … Most of them are interested in mysticism, so they won't be uninterested in the title of Hero Bandit Dark Emperor. Under my guidance, they can help me ask many questions that are inconvenient for me to ask … It's decided … Audrey retracted her attention and took small bites of her breakfast.
She believed that Mr. Fool's adorer wouldn't deal with Capim purely to punish evil. This didn't match his identity. Of course, if it were a few months ago, Audrey, who had just joined the Tarot, would definitely be willing to accept such an explanation. Otherwise, she wouldn't have chosen the "Justice" card as her symbol.
After attending many gatherings and experiencing many things, she felt that she had matured a lot and was no longer that naive. She believed that there had to be more crucial and intrinsic factors hidden in this matter, such as which evil god or secret organization Capim was involved with.
I hope Kance can provide me with useful information … Audrey thought in anticipation.
…
At 15 Minsk Street, Klein was eating white bread with jam spread on it as he flipped through the day's newspaper.
"What? A safe? "As he stared at it, he almost choked on his own words.
I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense … Klein immediately denied that he had stolen all the valuables from the safe.
At that time, the situation was urgent. In order to obtain clues, although he found the safe, he only went in to see if there were any important documents and evidence. He didn't take any of the valuables and quickly left the place and went to another room.
Of course, in his spirit body state, Klein had also suffered some injuries from the explosion caused by the gas. The total weight of the items he could carry had decreased by quite a bit, and Capim's safe only had gold bars, jewelry, land deeds, house deeds, and antiques. It was either inconvenient to take them away or impossible to get rid of.
Maybe he has a special place for cash, but unfortunately, I didn't find it, and I don't have time to look for it … Klein muttered silently, confirming that the people who had split up all the valuables in the safe were investigators.
He glanced at the newspaper, took a sip of Xibe black tea, and slowly exhaled. He laughed in his heart.
Hero Bandit Dark Emperor … I like this title …
After breakfast, Klein put on a heavy double-breasted frock coat, picked up a half top hat, and a hard black cane. He opened the door and left Minsk Street, heading for Broken Axe Alley at the edge of East Borough.
That was where Daisy had gone missing.
After finalizing the plan yesterday, before taking action, he had deliberately made a trip to Broken Axe Alley and seriously searched for clues. He had also knocked on the doors of many surrounding houses and asked if they had seen any girls similar to Daisy.
Although Klein believed that the official Beyonders who took over the case wouldn't think that a poor family could afford to hire a Hero Bandit with the strength of at least Sequence 6, and there was a high chance that they would focus their investigations on the secrets that Capim was involved in, supplemented by "who has been inquiring about Capim's matters" and other peripheral investigations. However, he still carefully decided to try his best to put on a good show. What if some law enforcer had a screw loose and planned on doing a preliminary investigation in this area?
Some families might still have some savings and can afford to hire other detectives. I'm just a kind-hearted person who took over the case yesterday, so the chances of me being suspected are extremely low. As long as I'm not suspected, they won't compare it to my performance during the Lanevus case … Furthermore, the ones who were mobilized last time were the Nighthawks, and they were assisted by the military's special department. This time, in Cherwood Borough, it should be the Mandated Punishers. The communication between them won't be that smooth … Hmm, Katy and Parker belong to the Arbiter pathway, so I wonder if the military will interfere … As a former Nighthawk, Klein had a sufficient understanding of the behavior, style, and investigation habits of several official organizations.
To put it simply, I have excellent anti-detection abilities … Klein gave a self-deprecating laugh and boarded the carriage.
He was going to continue investigating Daisy's disappearance.
This was because he was an ordinary private detective who had yet to confirm that Daisy's disappearance was related to Capim.
…
At nine in the morning, Daisy returned to the dilapidated apartment she had rented, accompanied by the police officers in charge of the surrounding streets.
Last night, she had been placed in the cathedrals of Cherwood Borough along with the other pitiful girls. She had been questioned accordingly, including the scene when they had escaped, what they had seen when they turned around, where they lived, what their family situation was like, who they knew, who they felt wasn't an ordinary friend, and so on.
Daisy, who was still in a state of panic and fear, answered those questions truthfully.
After that, no one came looking for her.
She slept for half the night and was sent to East Borough in the morning, handed over to the fierce police officer she often saw.
Along the way, Daisy didn't dare to speak, and she trembled slightly. Only when she entered the apartment where she lived did she feel a little more at ease.
Just as she stepped through the door, before she could find her mother and sister through the hanging wet clothes, she heard a scream.
"Daisy!"
Freya put down the work in her hands, and like an agile deer, she dodged the clothes in midair and the junk on the ground. She quickly ran to the door and hugged her sister tightly.
Then, she let go and, with tears streaming down her face, she sized up Daisy in pleasant surprise and worry.
"Are you alright?
"That's great, you're finally back!"
Liv also stood up from behind the washtub, wiped her hands on her clothes, and wiped her eyes.
"Daisy, where have you been the past few days?"
At this moment, the policeman interrupted, "She was kidnapped.
"She was kidnapped, and we rescued her."
"Thank you, thank you! You're too, too great! "Liv cried as she randomly used adjectives.
The policeman coughed lightly.
"It's our duty … Have you encountered any strange people in the past few days?"
Liv was taken aback for a second. She didn't want to add to the trouble since it was one less thing to deal with.
She said, "No, really not."
The policeman waved his hand and said,
"Be careful in the future! Don't take the deserted path! "
He couldn't stand the humidity and the mixed smells here, so he immediately turned to leave.
Liv looked at her daughter again and strode to her side. After wiping her hands on the side, she hugged Daisy.
"It's good that you're back, it's good that you're back …" she murmured with tears streaming down her face, not asking if Daisy was hurt.
Daisy, relieved at once, began to sob.
Freya, who was beside her, also cried. She reached out her hands and hugged her mother and sister.
After crying for a while, the mother-daughter trio released each other.
Liv wiped her eyes again and said, "Wash the clothes first.
There's still a lot left. "
Daisy, who had just been rescued, nodded and quickly threw herself into her busy work.
It wasn't until noon, when they were chewing on black bread and drinking water that couldn't even be considered tea, that Liv had the time to ask.
"Daisy, are you hurt?"
Daisy shook her head.
"They only hit me a few times."
"That's great! The police rescued you? Yesterday, a kind-hearted detective was willing to help find you for free, but you ended up coming back today. Ah, your vocabulary book is still with him, "Freya said casually.
Liv was already prepared, so she said, "I'll get Old Kohler to get it back and tell the detective that you're already home, so he doesn't have to busy himself with this matter anymore. No matter what, we have to thank him again."
Daisy let go of her worry and answered her sister's question.
"No, it wasn't the police. There was a sudden explosion, and the door that locked us was strangely opened. We ran out just like that, but we saw a gentleman or a lady standing on the roof.
"He was wearing black armor, a helmet that looked like a crown, and a cape. He just watched us silently, and none of those bad guys came to stop us or chase us."
As a "tutor" at the free school, Daisy's vocabulary was clearly richer than her mother's.
"A person in … that kind of clothes saved you?" Liv asked in surprise. Freya waited curiously for the answer.
Daisy nodded seriously.
"Yes, he's like … like the bards speak of …
"Hero!"
Hero … Freya ruminated over the word, her eyes as bright as stars.
…
In a secret room, a group of people were holding the information they had been given, carefully comparing the Lanevus case and Capim's case, looking for similarities in the motive and modus operandi.
"The two matters can't be linked at all. The only thing they have in common is that evil, or rather, evil, was defeated. The owner of the tarot cards upheld justice," someone said with a sigh.
"What can be confirmed is that the two attacks weren't done by the same person. Their strength is clearly different, and their expertise is even more different. Although it might be because their Sequence has been raised, the murderer in Capim's case is a vengeful spirit, or should I say that he can switch his Spirit Body state. This isn't common." Another person's analysis was agreed upon by the majority.
Thus, the convener concluded:
"Two cases, two different people, and both of them throwing tarot cards. Perhaps the latter is a copycat, so we can lock onto the people who know about the Lanevus case. The other possibility is that there's an organization!
"An organization symbolized by tarot cards!"
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