After exchanging the few unused magic artifacts for more than 1700 gold pounds, Connor didn't hesitate to ask Mr. Mustapha for permission to leave.
As the saying goes, wealth moves people's hearts. The Magi in the house might not care about 50 gold pounds, but there were definitely people who had the courage to take the risk for more than 1700 gold pounds. Although Connor wasn't afraid, it was better to avoid unnecessary trouble.
Although it wasn't the first time Connor had left through the portal, after becoming an intermediate Apprentice Wizard, his mental strength had greatly increased. He could more and more feel the profoundness of this portal. After smoothly walking out of the portal, Connor's actions were very fast. He decisively changed his disguise and revealed his original appearance. Then, he casually called for a carriage.
Connor knew very well that there would definitely be fearless desperadoes behind him at this time. However, the portal's teleportation location was random, and they would need time to find him. He instructed the coachman to circle around Loen City a few times. After confirming that there were no problems, he got the carriage to stop at the entrance of Sanchez Bank, which was located in the center of Loen City.
After paying the coachman the fare and tip, Connor didn't let him leave. Instead, he got the coachman to wait for him there. Walking into Sanchez Bank, Connor used the gold pound notes he had just received to repay a portion of the loan.
Connor didn't like owing people things. Now that he had some spare cash in his hands, and he didn't have too many expenses recently, he would first repay a portion of his loan. Moreover, the money he had received from these Magi might not be without problems. Who knew if there might be tracking spells in it that he hadn't discovered. By returning it to the bank, he could avoid this risk.
Walking out of the bank, Connor, who was in a good mood, was very glad that he didn't let the carriage leave. It was already four o 'clock in the evening. For most of the citizens of Loen, this was the time to get off work. It was very difficult to hail a carriage.
Taking the carriage back to his apartment, Connor generously paid the coachman a shilling for keeping his promise. The coachman thanked him profusely, and Connor walked into his apartment with his head held high.
However, everything in the apartment was beyond Connor's expectations …
Disaster
This was the most appropriate word to describe Connor's apartment right now. His sofa was overturned, his bedding was all burned, the good wine in the wine cabinet and the exquisite porcelain bowls in the kitchen were all smashed to the ground … The entire apartment looked like it was ransacked.
Suppressing the anger in his heart, Connor forced himself to keep a clear head and looked at the scene of the disaster to find some clues.
First of all, although the apartment was in a mess, there were no footprints, and nothing that didn't belong to Connor was left at the scene. These two points were enough to prove that this wasn't an act of passion, but a premeditated robbery. Although they took some of the money in the house, the good wine in Connor's wine cabinet was all smashed to the ground. The wine in Connor's wine cabinet was all good wine, famous wine, and their value was much higher than the money.
Connor didn't think that a person or group who planned to rob an aristocratic apartment in the East Borough would smash the wine for money. These wines were very popular on the black market, and if Connor wasn't a noble, it would be difficult for him to buy them.
Another point was that the alchemy traps set up by Connor in the apartment weren't activated, which meant that the intruder wasn't a wizard. Combining all these clues, Connor's intuition told him that the purpose of this group of people ransacking his apartment was to find something.
Who was the identity of the person or group who ransacked his apartment? Connor first eliminated the possibility of the Church of the Storm and the Loen Military Police. With the former's style, if he exposed his identity now, they would come directly to arrest him, and wouldn't care about his identity as a noble. If it was the latter, with the latter's efficiency, the news would have already spread before they took action.
After figuring all this out, Connor's lips curled into a sneer. In short, no matter who did all this, there was no doubt that trouble would find him!
What kind of reaction would a Loen aristocrat have when his apartment was robbed?
Connor gave the answer. With a face full of anger, he rushed into the Loen Metropolitan Police Department's headquarters in the East Borough. His cane slammed heavily on the gorgeous tiles of the Metropolitan Police Department's hall, and his angry roar resounded through the entire Metropolitan Police Department.
"Has the Empire's security deteriorated to this extent? There are military police patrolling the East Borough at all times, and my apartment was robbed? His Majesty above, Goddess above, this is a disgrace to Loen! "
Faced with Connor's "presumptuous" behavior, the astute "staff" of the Metropolitan Police Department didn't dare to stop Connor. After all, everyone knew that someone who dared to act so insolently in the Metropolitan Police Department was either a madman or someone with a powerful background.
Soon, a familiar figure appeared in front of Connor. Connor.
"Young Master Connor, please come with me. Let's talk things over!" Officer Roderi, who had met Connor a few times, ran to Connor's side and advised Connor.
Seeing that someone was trying to give him a way out, Connor knew when to stop. He angrily followed Inspector Roderi to a meeting room in the Metropolitan Police Department.
"My apartment was robbed. The Metropolitan Police Department must catch the damn thief for me …" Connor began to blabber as soon as he sat down.
Hearing Connor's words, Inspector Roderi's face immediately turned serious. He wouldn't be surprised if such a situation happened in the North, West, or South Borough. However, in the East Borough, where the rich and powerful lived, all the organizations were very disciplined. Not to mention burglary, even pickpockets were rare. At night, there would be a small team of twelve military police patrolling the streets of the East Borough every half an hour.
Inspector Roderi also knew where Connor lived. It was Lander Street, where every inch of land was worth an inch of gold. A stand-alone apartment could be sold for tens of thousands of pounds. If such a place was robbed, the consequences would be very serious if it wasn't handled properly.
"Young Master Connor, please take me to the scene right now!" Inspector Roderi immediately made a decision. He called two small teams of military police to follow Connor to investigate the scene.
Looking at Roderi's actions, Connor nodded in his heart. He didn't know what the person who robbed his apartment was planning, but going to the Metropolitan Police Department was definitely the best choice in line with his noble identity. Now, he just wanted to see what the person in the dark would do next.
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