Leonard stared intently at the portrait of Sherlock Moriarty on the table, his mind replaying the image of the man without his glasses and beard.
Although there was a certain gap between this and the actual situation, and it was a product of conjecture and imagination, Leonard found Sherlock Moriarty more and more familiar, like someone he once knew.
"How is that possible? He's long dead! And I buried him myself! "Leonard couldn't help but shake his head as he muttered with a chuckle.
Before he could finish his sentence, his expression suddenly froze. This was because the person in his memories wasn't simple. He hid a huge secret.
This person was able to miraculously escape the influence of 2-049 without the help of others!
This person used the uniqueness of 2-049 to kill a Sequence 7 Beyonder, and back then, he was just a Seer who wasn't good at combat!
This person used a very short period of time to conclude the "acting method" and advanced to Sequence 8 at an extraordinary speed!
This person possessed a High-Sequence Sun domain charm, and together with Captain Dunn Smith, who used holy ashes, they managed to kill Megose, who was pregnant with an evil god's spawn!
This person's Sequence 8 Beyonder characteristic was taken away by Ince Zangwill, while Captain Dunn Smith's Sequence 7 Beyonder characteristic was left in place!
Perhaps, it wasn't that Ince Zangwill had casually taken away a Beyonder characteristic that had just appeared, causing the scene to be missing, but that the corresponding item hadn't taken form at all! Leonard Mitchell snapped back to his senses and examined Sherlock Moriarty's portrait again.
More than ten seconds later, he spat out a name from between his teeth.
"Klein Moretti …"
The more he looked at it, the more he felt that the mysterious detective, Sherlock Moriarty, resembled his former teammate, the hero who had saved Tingen, Klein Moretti!
And this was under the circumstances where they had two distinct features, glasses and a beard!
Leonard's fingers were clenched tightly, and every joint was white. After a while, he let out an obvious gasp and picked up Sherlock Moriarty's information again.
This time, with a clear goal in mind, he flipped to the approximate time when the man first arrived in Baekeland.
Early September!
It hadn't been long since Klein Moretti was buried!
Leonard Mitchell's green eyes grew darker. He instinctively continued to flip through the documents.
Then he saw a name:
Lanevus!
He was one of the masterminds behind the evil god's descent in Tingen City. He was the main culprit behind the deaths of Dunn Smith, Klein Moretti, and other Nighthawks.
And the second matter in which Sherlock Moriarty was recorded in Baekeland was that he had gone to the dock to investigate a serial murder case and happened to come into contact with Lanevus, who was hiding his identity!
After that, the True Creator's attempt to descend was foiled, and Lanevus died in the sewers. His body was covered in tarot cards, which was similar to the style of Hero Bandit Black Emperor.
At least he hasn't forgotten the damage caused by this swindler … Leonard silently muttered to himself, his expression easing up.
He quickly flipped through the information again and sat in his chair. He didn't move for a long time, as if he had fallen asleep in the shadows brought by the light.
After a few minutes, Leonard finally made a change in his posture. He leaned back in his chair and said in a deep voice, "Don't worry.
"Old Man, do you think this detective, Sherlock Moriarty, is similar to my teammate from Tingen City, Klein Moretti?"
In his mind, the slightly aged voice spoke hesitantly, "What are you talking about?
"The one who joined the Nighthawks because of the Antigonus family's notebook?"
"Yes …" Leonard replied in a deep voice.
After two seconds, the Parasite in his body said,
"A little."
After receiving the answer, Leonard fell silent once again. After a long while, he took out his golden pocket watch and snapped it open. He confirmed that it was still morning.
Leonard immediately closed the watch and stood up abruptly, nearly knocking over the stack of documents on the table.
He hurriedly reached out and held the documents. Then, he left a note saying that he had discovered a clue and planned on investigating it. He might only be back very late.
Let me see if someone is pretending to be a hero of Tingen City, or if you've been wearing a mask all this while, a member of a secret organization that has infiltrated the Nighthawks, and your true goal isn't as noble as Ince Zangwill's. You're also eyeing the items behind Chanis Gate … Leonard no longer had his usual nonchalant expression. He narrowed his eyes and quickly left the basement of Saint Samuel Cathedral.
…
Hillston Borough, outside a very distinctive building.
Dawn Dantès alighted from the carriage and saw a house that was mainly built in the style of the late Fourth Period.
The house was made of huge stones and had four floors. Each window on each floor was like a door that corresponded to a small balcony.
The entire structure was a sandy yellow color due to the wear and tear of time. The stone pillars and arches together propped up an elegant porch, looking quite dignified.
This was where the East Balam Military Veterans Club was located.
Klein waved his cane, pointed at the building in front of him, and smiled.
"It has a sense of history."
Macht nodded in response.
"It's actually an antique building, but it has more than a hundred years of history …"
As he spoke, he led Dwayne Dantès into the club and said to the lady at the front desk,
"Dawn Dantès, an unofficial member. I'm the one who recommended you."
After saying that, he turned his head and explained to the tycoon.
"Not only have you never served in East Balam, you haven't even participated in the battles that happened there. You don't even have a military background, so there's no way for you to become an official member.
"However, even if you're an unofficial member, you can freely enter and exit this place. You can use the various facilities of the club, enjoy delicious food and alcohol, and get to know different friends."
"That's exactly what I'm looking forward to." Klein smiled and nodded.
After the beautiful lady with Southern Continent blood completed the registration, Macht added, "There's no membership fee.
It's an annual fee of 60 pounds. "
With that said, he chuckled and said, "That's not expensive.
It's even more so for you. Here, you can come into contact with all kinds of weapons. There are plenty of shooting ranges for you to shoot at. Furthermore, you can learn horsemanship … "
At this level of a club, 60 pounds really isn't expensive. After all, there are often generals appearing here. Furthermore, there are many famous chefs … Klein didn't speak further as he took out his wallet and counted 60 pounds for the lady at the front desk. He received a badge with the emblem of a forest, ocean, and sword.
"This is a place filled with glory. I'm deeply impressed by your efforts in East Balam." As Klein wore the badge with a number on its back, he looked at Macht and said, "If I wish to contribute to this place, who should I look for?"
Macht pointed at the receptionist and said, "That's right.
"Just give it to her.
"She'll record it and post it on the bulletin board over there."
Klein nodded slightly.
"Alright."
He then turned his head and got his valet, Richardson, to take out the 500 pounds he had prepared.
After the donation, Klein followed Macht through the beautifully decorated hall and came to a room that looked like an activity room. As for his valet, Richardson, he was left in the lounge outside. There were snacks, black tea, and coffee there.
In the tiny room, under Macht's introduction, Klein got to know five retired or active military officers. Apart from a particular Member of Parliament, the one with the highest standing was Calvin, who had an epaulet of the army's colonel. He was currently working in Rouen's Ministry of Defense, but his exact position was unknown.
And according to what Klein knew, a quasi-high-ranking military official with the rank of colonel in the military was likely a Beyonder. It was very likely that they were Mid-Sequence Beyonders!
Macht, Calvin, and company quickly began chatting. Klein didn't forcefully interject as he seriously listened to their conversation, occasionally chiming in.
In this relaxed and leisurely atmosphere, Calvin suddenly turned his head and looked at Dawn Dantès.
"I heard that you were often active in West Balam?"
This colonel had a long face, but he didn't look comical at all. His eyes were rather deep.
Klein replied with a smile, "Yes.
It's even more chaotic than East Balam. "
Calvin smiled when he heard that.
"Of course, people with Intis commit too many mistakes there."
He paused for a moment before continuing.
"How's your relationship with the people with Intis there?"
Klein didn't quite understand his motives as he bit the bullet and said, "It's alright.
They're all very greedy. "
In fact, he didn't know a single one of them. He had only heard Anderson mention a few names and the corresponding incidents.
Calvin nodded and raised another question.
"Are you familiar with the tribes and the Resistance there?"
"… I know a few of them," Klein answered vaguely.
He only knew one "military leader" who resisted Intis, and that was the former princess of Intis, Queen Mystic Bernadette.
Calvin smiled, raised his glass of red wine, and took a sip.
During this process, no one, including Macht, said a word.
Putting down his wine glass, Calvin looked at Dawn Dantès again and said, "Here's the thing.
We eliminate many guns and cannons every year, and directly destroying them or using other methods is either too wasteful or too costly. It's not a good solution.
"I wonder if you're interested in buying a batch and selling them to West Balam, to the region ruled by Intis, to the tribes and the Resistance?
"Believe me, this is definitely a very profitable business. Of course, it's also very dangerous. If you were to be captured by Intis in West Balam, we wouldn't admit that you're working for us."
This … Are you getting me to be an arms dealer? This is one of the most profitable businesses … Although I'm not familiar with West Balam and don't have any connections there, I can sell them to Queen Mystic or the Resistance in the Rorsted Archipelago … Klein's heart stirred as he deliberately expressed mixed and conflicting emotions.
"I've never done anything like that, but it's indeed tempting."
Calvin laughed and said, "There's no rush to make a decision.
"There's no need to rush to make a decision. This is a very important matter that deserves serious consideration.
"You just need to tell Macht your answer within this week."
Klein secretly heaved a sigh of relief as he nodded with a smile.
"Alright."
…
Tingen City, inside Raphael Cemetery.
Although the afternoon sun was rather bright, there were many places that remained dark and cold.
Leonard was standing in front of a grave, silently staring at the stone monument.
PS: The ferry arrives at six in the morning, which is 12 noon Beijing time. Let's skip it. Sleepy.
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