Sunday. If it were in other cities, this would be the day of worship.
However, in Alfalfa City, a city without faith, the Church of Holy Light located in the Eastern District was particularly deserted.
This dilapidated cathedral had been through hundreds of years of wind and rain, and had been abandoned several times.
The priests did not get the respect they deserved in this city, and they would even be treated as fat sheep to be slaughtered by the villains here. Over time, they were unwilling to come.
However, recently, a young bishop from the Eastern Region had come here, trying to bring the grace of the God of Light to this city, which was known as "the most depraved city in the entire continent."
Of course, this bishop did not really have the courage to sacrifice himself to feed the tiger, but because the city had gradually been controlled by the Alfalfa Brotherhood, it was also controlled by the Eastern Region in disguise.
If he came here to preach, he would not be threatened.
However, it seemed that it would still take a certain amount of time to make all the villains in this city become devout believers of the God of Light.
In the empty prayer hall, only a single digit number of people were worshipping.
The young man in gorgeous clothes was the Viscounts Fein, who had been sent by the Eastern Region to Alfalfa City to secretly hand over the bonds with the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce.
This person was handsome and had an extraordinary temperament. There was an unconcealable arrogance between his eyebrows. This was also a common characteristic of every young person who was in a high position.
After the service, the Viscounts Fein chatted with the bishop for a while, and then left the prayer hall.
Passing through the corridor alone, the Viscounts Fein came to the garden behind the church.
"I'm sorry, Mr. Arnold. I've kept you waiting."
"Lord Viscounts, you're too polite. I came at a bad time and disturbed your service. " The president of the Northern Wind Chamber of Commerce respectfully welcomed the Viscounts Fein into the pavilion and personally poured him a cup of coffee.
The Viscounts Fein sat down at the table, took a sip of coffee, and then said straightforwardly, "Mr. Arnold, I'm very disappointed in this matter."
Arnold suddenly said with a bitter face, "Lord Viscounts, you really can't blame me for this! Wasn't it stolen by the Alfalfa Brotherhood? When the Earl Of Avon chose Alfalfa City as the trading location, he promised that my caravan would never encounter any danger here, but … "
"Mr. Arnold, you clearly arrived earlier than the agreed time. We aren't ready yet!" Viscounts Fiennes interrupted with an awkward look on his face.
"Lord Viscounts, I was worried that something might happen along the way, so I deliberately set off early. Who would have thought that something like this would happen in Alfalfa City …"
Viscounts Fiennes opened his mouth, but he could not say anything more.
He knew that strictly speaking, this matter was indeed the Eastern Region's problem, but the members of the Alfalfa Brotherhood were simply too difficult to control.
"Mr. Arnold, you shouldn't have let two little thieves steal such an important item, right? Are the guards of your caravan just for show? "Viscounts Fiennes questioned again. He was still unwilling to bear the responsibility for the theft of the bonds alone.
Arnold shook his head and said, "Lord Viscounts, you may not know this, but there were more than two thieves who visited our caravan that night."
"Oh? Who else? "
Arnold's eyes flashed, and he said seriously, "I don't know the true identity of the other party, but there was indeed a group of powerful experts who sneaked into our caravan that night. At that time, the caravan's guards were all dealing with these people, so the two thieves took advantage of the loophole."
Viscounts Fiennes frowned. Obviously, he did not expect there to be such a hidden story.
Seeing this, Arnold suggested again, "Lord Viscounts, you can ask Lord Capone. After all, he has a deeper control of the underground forces of Alfalfa City. Perhaps he knows what happened that night."
"Capone …" Viscounts Fiennes frowned even more because there had been no news of Capone since he left alone last night.
He did not know where the other party was or what he was doing.
At this moment, a thought suddenly appeared in Viscounts Fiennes' mind. Could it be that Capone had sent people on the night of the bond theft?
Could it be that he had been fooled?
Arnold saw that Viscounts Fiennes was silent and his expression kept changing. He knew that his hint had successfully affected the other party, so he did not say anything else.
A lie did not have to be complete and detailed. Sometimes, it was easier to let the other party's imagination fill in the "truth".
After a long time, Viscounts Fiennes said, "Mr. Arnold, you don't have to worry about the bond. I'll help you get it back. You can go back and wait for the news."
"Yes."
After Arnold left, Viscounts Fiennes felt that there was something wrong with Capone, so he found an attendant to ask for news of Capone.
However, to his disappointment, there was still no news of Capone.
At this time, Viscounts Fiennes could not help but let his imagination run wild. Could it be that Capone had run away with the money?
Not long after, the attendant came to report again, "Sir, Mr. Orlando is outside asking for an audience."
"Orlando?" Viscounts Fiennes frowned, then nodded and said, "Bring him to see me."
Soon, Orlando walked into the church alone under the lead of the attendant and saw Viscounts Fiennes.
As soon as he saw Orlando, Viscounts Fiennes snorted coldly and said angrily, "Orlando, you actually dare to come to see me!"
Orlando bowed unhurriedly and then said, "Viscounts, I know that you may have some misunderstandings about me, but there are some important things that I have to hand over to you personally."
Viscounts Fiennes raised his eyebrows and asked, "What important things?"
Orlando immediately took a few steps forward and took out the bonds hidden in his clothes, placing them in front of Viscounts Fiennes.
Viscounts Fiennes' expression changed, and he hurriedly went forward to check. After confirming the authenticity and number of the bonds, he asked in a deep voice,
"Orlando, since these bonds are really in your hands, why didn't you take the initiative to hand them over?"
"Viscounts, because I know the importance of these things, I don't want them to fall into the hands of people with evil intentions."
"What do you mean?"
Orlando took a deep breath and said with a pained expression, "Sir, don't you understand? All of this is a show directed and acted by Capone! He just wants to take all of these bonds for himself! "
"What?" Viscounts Fiennes cried out in shock.
Arnold's report just now had already made Viscounts Fiennes begin to suspect Capone, and now Orlando was added.
Viscounts Fiennes' mind raced, but he still asked in a deep voice, "Do you have any evidence for what you said?"
Orlando nodded and said confidently, "Sir, in the beginning, my subordinates didn't know about the existence of these bonds at all. Not only them, but even I didn't know about it.
"Back then, my subordinates went to the caravan to make a small fortune. Who knew that they would bump into a group of people fighting with the caravan guards? In the chaos, they accidentally stole the bonds.
"However, the two of them didn't have much knowledge and didn't know what it was, so they handed it to me.
"I knew that this matter was of great importance, so I didn't explain it to them. Therefore, when Capone interrogated them with torture, they didn't know that what they had taken was what Capone wanted.
"It wasn't until Blue couldn't bear the punishment and randomly accused me that Capone suspected that the bonds were in my hands.
Of course, I wouldn't give the bonds to Capone … "
Viscounts Fiennes didn't know much about the specific situation of the interrogation, so he didn't doubt Orlando's story. It wasn't until he heard the end that he asked, "Why didn't you give the bonds to Capone?"
"Because I suspected that the group of people who sneaked into the caravan were Capone's subordinates! Before you came, Capone restrained the people of the Alfalfa Brotherhood and warned us not to attack the passing caravan. That's why we didn't dare to attack the North Wind Chamber of Commerce. Harry and Blue only dared to steal.
And other than himself, who else would dare to ignore Capone's warning at this time? "
Viscounts Fiennes' eyes flashed slightly, but he didn't say anything.
Seeing this, Orlando continued to explain, "Sir, last night, Capone came to me again and said that as long as I handed over the bonds, he could share them with me …"
"Are you sure?" Viscounts Fiennes' eyes widened as he asked.
"Of course!" Orlando straightened his chest and said without fear, "If you don't believe me, you can find Capone. I dare to confront him face to face!"
Viscounts Fiennes narrowed his eyes and carefully sized up Orlando. The other party looked back without fear, his gaze honest.
Such a posture greatly reduced Viscounts Fiennes' suspicion of Orlando.
He was silent for a moment before he asked again, "What happened last night?"
"When I heard Capone say that, I immediately confirmed my previous suspicions, so I wouldn't hand over the bonds to him. I pretended to say that I was going to get the bonds, but in fact, I took the opportunity to escape.
After daybreak, I took the initiative to look for you. I hope that you can uphold justice for me! "
Viscounts Fiennes pondered for a long time before he said to Orlando, "Alright, I will verify what you said. However, since you took the initiative to hand over these bonds, I will definitely report this credit to the Earl Of Avon. "
"Thank you, Lord Viscounts!" Orlando bowed and said.
He wasn't afraid that Viscounts Fiennes would verify it because Capone had already disappeared. This was enough to prove that the other party was guilty.
And after Capone disappeared, there would definitely be someone to fill his vacancy.
As for this candidate …
Orlando lowered his head respectfully and revealed a smug smile.
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