Looking at the hope in George's eyes, Connor had to admit that what George said made sense. George was born to be the first successor of the Sanchez Family. In addition, George was very talented in the family business and worked very hard. Everyone in the Sanchez Family had long regarded George as the next head of the family.
Therefore, even with Mr. Harvey's prestige in the Sanchez Family, George was bound to be questioned when Mr. Harvey's illegitimate son, Olsen, was imprisoned here for a reason that wasn't presentable in high society!
"What about the people you hired from Cagliari? You were imprisoned here, but they didn't come to you for the rest of the money? " Connor pondered for a moment and realized that something was amiss. As Cagliari's employer, George had spent a high price of 23,000 gold pounds to hire Cagliari and the others to kill. Regardless of whether the mission was successful or not, Cagliari should have reported it to George. Why did George's words sound as though Connor was the only one who had contacted him while he was imprisoned here?
Hearing Connor's question, George immediately fell silent. Under Connor's gaze, he pondered for a while and said doubtfully, "At that time, the people from Cagliari insisted on paying in full. After a discussion, we decided to pay a deposit of 10,000 pounds first. When the assassins from Cagliari came to Loen, I would pay the remaining 13,000 pounds. After they took action, they would give me a report. If they didn't kill Olsen, they would refund me 10,000 pounds … However, I was imprisoned here by my old man after they took action. In the past two months, other than the people my old man sent to watch over me, you are the first outsider I have seen, Connor!"
"Connor, do you think it's possible that the people from Cagliari returned after killing Olsen? I have already paid them the full amount, so they didn't tell me anything …" George raised his head and said hesitantly. Instead of explaining to Connor, it was more like George was comforting himself. However, George wasn't stupid. Even he couldn't convince himself with his words. He spoke in a lower and lower voice until he fell silent again.
Hearing George's words, Connor felt that something was amiss. For an assassin organization like Cagliari to be able to become so famous today, they must be the most law-abiding. It was basically impossible for them to promise to give you a result like George said, but because the full amount had already been paid, they wouldn't tell you the result.
In addition, George was imprisoned here by their old man, Mr. Harvey, so George wasn't allowed to have any contact with the outside world. Therefore, it was basically impossible for Cagliari to not be able to find George. Even if Cagliari's organization was only one-tenth as powerful as they were rumored to be, if George's mother, Mrs. Christine, knew where George was imprisoned, it was impossible for Cagliari's organization to not know that George was imprisoned in Locke Villa.
"George, how did you contact Cagliari?" Connor asked with a serious expression. George's story gave him an ominous feeling. The Cagliari organization that George hired might have met with an accident during the assassination of Olsen. That was why they didn't report the result to George regardless of whether they succeeded or not.
George also realized that something was wrong. Or rather, he had already realized that something was wrong, but he chose to avoid it. This time, when faced with Connor's question, he didn't hesitate and said in a low voice, "I got in touch with Cagliari through my uncle's connections. A person named Etherich is the contact person between Cagliari and me this time. Usually, they only contact me through a single line. According to the agreement, Etherich can only contact me through them. I can't contact them, but …"
At this point, George paused for a moment and a smug look appeared in his eyes before he continued, "This is Loen, my territory. In order to settle the remaining 13,000 gold pounds, Etherich brought the two Intermediate Apprentices and two Grand Knights to Loen. The four of them met me three days before the operation for final confirmation. During those three days, I found out where they were staying in Loen. Apartment No. 91, West Sherlock Street!"
"Connor, if you have time, why don't you go there and help me find out what's going on?" George asked Connor.
"Okay! No problem! " Connor agreed immediately. George had discussed with him about getting rid of Olsen. As a good friend, Connor felt that he was responsible for George's current fate of being imprisoned. Therefore, Connor naturally wouldn't refuse to help George as much as he could within his means.
After they finished talking about the main things, George naturally wasn't in the mood to catch up with Connor in such a situation. Therefore, the two agreed to wait for George to return to the "underworld" soon. Connor would definitely give him a proper welcome. After that, Connor bade farewell to George and quietly left the Sherlock Villa where George was imprisoned.
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"Hello, sir. May I know if you are Mr. Connor Ferguson?" Outside the door, a young courier from the Loen Post Office rang Connor's doorbell at No. 16 Lander Street in the Loen East District. When Connor opened the door, the young courier respectfully asked him, "Hello, sir.
According to the Kahman Empire's "Postal Law", letters could be placed in the recipient's mailbox, but the items sent by express delivery had to be personally received by the recipient!
"That's right! I am Connor Ferguson! " Connor, who had opened the door, glanced at the wooden box in the delivery man's hand before shifting his gaze away. An undetectable fervor flashed in the depths of his eyes, but his face remained indifferent as he nodded his head and replied, "That's right.
"Hello, Mr. Connor. This is the box for you. It's a little heavy. Do you need me to help you carry it inside?" After confirming Connor's identity, the courier wore a bright smile on his face. He eagerly said to Connor, "Thank you.
Connor knew very well why the courier was so eagerly attentive. He shook his head and casually took out a one shilling note from his pocket and threw it to the courier. After that, he carried the wooden box and walked back to his apartment while the courier thanked him profusely.
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