+ That's right! Connor believed that Old Victor was the mastermind behind this horrifying J-murder case!
By carving the Ferguson family crest on the body of the deceased, Jian Adele, it was obvious that the mastermind wanted the Ferguson family to be involved in this case. The mastermind wanted the Loen Metropolitan Police Department to investigate the Ferguson family, and Connor was the only member of the Ferguson family in Loen. It was obvious that the mastermind behind this case was targeting Connor.
Logically speaking, it was impossible for him to be involved in a J-murder case for any good reason. Those who did this either had a conflict of interest with him or had a feud with him. After careful consideration, Connor realized that only the secret society of old Victor and the Selta Sect, which had long disappeared, matched these two points. Compared to the Selta Sect, old Victor who had quarreled with Connor just now was obviously more suspicious! Zhang Tie thought to himself, "What do you think? What do you think about this?"
Most of the hereditary nobles in the Kaman Empire received a good education, but since most of their material needs were satisfied, some hereditary nobles had nothing to do, so they began to pursue spiritual needs, such as singing, dancing, and painting. These were normal things, but there were a few who went to the extreme and became prostitutes, or even prostitutes for fun.
However, it was a little too arrogant to carve the family crest on the body of the deceased. It was a blatant challenge to the Empire's police system. Therefore, it was hard not to suspect that there was a possibility of framing someone else.
After all, the family crest was not a secret. Many people knew about it, so the cost of framing someone else was very low. Since Officer John Duncan was appointed by the Loen Metropolitan Police Department to take charge of this very tricky case, he was obviously not an idiot. He naturally realized the problem. However, even though he was aware of the problem, he still had to maintain the attitude of a police officer when facing Connor. On the other hand, he also needed to test Connor to see if Connor was really capable of such a crazy J-murder case.
Judging from John Dunn's final attitude, Connor felt that the situation was developing in a positive direction. However, if Old Victor was the one behind this, it should be a warning to him. After all, with the help of the Valencia Chamber of Commerce and the mole in the upper echelons of the Church of Storms, if Old Victor really wanted to frame Connor, he would have done it in a very realistic manner, making it impossible for Connor to defend himself. It definitely wouldn't be like now, where a family badge was enough to arouse doubts in Connor's mind.
"Sigh …" Connor sighed softly as he stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window. Old Victor's warning hit his Achilles' heel this time. He was in the light while Old Victor was in the dark. With such a huge gap in power, Old Victor could easily play dirty tricks on him. Although Connor also had trump cards to counterattack, such as exposing the relationship between the Valencia Chamber of Commerce and the Secret Society, and revealing the fact that there was a mole in the Church of the Storm's higher-ups, these two cards were definitely lethal.
Once these two cards were played, it would be a decisive battle. Old Victor would not hesitate at all. He would find and kill Connor before Connor revealed this secret to more people. Connor was obviously not ready to lay all his cards on the table with Old Victor. Therefore, it was not a bad choice for Connor to endure and accumulate strength.
Thinking of this, Connor was confused. He remembered that the reason why he fell out with Old Victor in Senxi Villa was because Old Victor wanted to assign him a new mission. However, before Old Victor could tell him what the new mission was, he had already argued with him. Could it be that Old Victor was using this incident to warn him in order to persuade him to accept the new mission?
After pondering seriously for a while, Connor shook his head. He had too little information on hand, so it was hard for him to make a judgment. Fortunately, he would be meeting Varga in a few days. Thinking of meeting Varga, Connor couldn't help but feel excited.
Judging from the recent letters between him and Varga, although Varga didn't say it explicitly, it seemed that she didn't let Connor down. She had found very useful information for Connor to deal with the aftermath after he killed Old Victor.
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Three days later, Connor arrived at the famous Fabian Square in the western district of Loen early in the morning. Sitting in the corner of the square, Connor looked at the magnificent fountain in the middle of the square and the people who were laughing and gathering around the fountain. There was a hint of confusion in his eyes. He didn't understand why Varga would arrange for them to meet in such a crowded place instead of the safe house where they were supposed to meet.
Suddenly, Connor's heart skipped a beat. He turned his head and saw a little girl who was about 12 or 13 years old. She was holding a piece of paper in her hand and was walking towards him. The little girl's big eyes were fixed on Connor as if he was her target.
Connor frowned slightly and cautiously released his psychic power to scan the little girl. The result of the check was the same as what Connor saw. The little girl was just an ordinary person. After confirming this, Connor didn't stop the little girl from walking to Connor.
"The note in your hand, is it for me?" Connor smiled and stroked the little girl's head as he said gently, "Is the note in your hand for me?
"Yes, a big sister just said that if I give this to you, you'll give me money to buy candy …" The little girl handed the piece of paper in her hand to Connor and then looked at Connor expectantly with her big eyes.
After taking the piece of paper, Connor looked at it carefully and found that it was written in a secret language that only he and Varga knew. "Montero Restaurant, Seat 18! Come quickly! "
After hesitating for a moment, Connor put the small piece of paper in his pocket and then took out his wallet. He instinctively wanted to take out a one gold pound note and hand it over, but he glanced at the little girl and put the change that was also worth one gold pound in the little girl's hand.
"Don't eat too much candy, or your teeth will hurt!" Connor crouched down and scratched the little girl's little nose and reminded her with a smile.
Seeing the money Connor gave her, the little girl's eyes lit up with joy. She nodded hard and then said sweetly to Connor, "Thank you, uncle!" She then ran away happily, leaving Connor alone in the wind.
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