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Chapter 43: Art's Report

"parking!!"

Xu Tong stood up abruptly with the invitation, but after a moment, he sat down again with a bitter smile on his face.

Glancing at the owl in the cage next to him, Xu Tong couldn't help but said to himself: "Sure enough, it's the ginger or the old one that's hotter. Why didn't I notice it at all? You, a druid with thick eyebrows and big eyes, can hide better than

Everyone sinks..."

Eretia, as the Twelve Cardinal Archbishop, regardless of his strength, died near Amantes. According to the church's nature, Amantes will definitely be investigated in all aspects.

Xu Tong didn't believe that this great druid, whose strength was comparable to that of a heavenly being, had not been noticed by the church.

But the church has never suspected that he was involved in Eretia's death.

This guy has put himself out there from the beginning, and no one will doubt that a druid who even has trouble eating would dare to get involved in such a big thing.

Putting yourself on the bright side is tantamount to the highest form of concealment.

This couldn't help but remind Xu Tong of a case many years ago, when an escaped murderer absconded into City L and opened a bun shop next to the local police station.

He had been driving under the nose of the police for more than ten years without anyone noticing, and the wanted criminal was actually right under his nose. Finally, when he was quarreling with others because of his wife, he casually shouted: "My man has killed people, I don't care."

Kill two more."

It was this sentence that caught the attention of the policeman who was eating the buns, and then the stuffing was leaked.

Thinking of this, Xu Tong couldn't help but laugh again: "It's really interesting."

He opened the invitation letter and saw a note inside the invitation letter.

There were only six words written on the note: "The Lord of God was born in Judah."

Judah?

According to legend, the Lord of God was betrayed by his own believer, Juer, and was finally crucified on the cross. Later, Juer regretted and chose to commit suicide. It is said that after Juer's death, no one cared about his body until it decomposed and turned into

A pool of black water.

This story can be said to be known to every household.

Even the church manual that Evelin gave to herself before had records in it to warn future generations.

But now, Lei actually wrote such a paragraph on the note. With this invitation letter and this note, with his own identity, he can impose the harshest sanctions on the entire Druid sect.

So, why did Ray do this??

Just when he was confused, Gandalf on the side finally couldn't help but asked: "Master, are we still going? If we don't go, this road will be blocked?"

It turned out that as soon as Xu Tong finished speaking, Gandalf ignored that the carriage was driving on a narrow side road, so that the already narrow road became even more crowded.

After Gandalf mentioned this, Xu Tong came to his senses, nodded and motioned for Gandalf to continue walking, and casually threw the invitation into the prop book.

"Ding, main task two, four invitations completed."

With the reminder that the task was completed, the whole team's mood was lifted.

Questions immediately came from the team channel: Who found the fourth invitation letter and how? Are there any other clues left?

No wonder Antu is so anxious, although the witch diary from last time basically confirms that he is not the real culprit who killed Airet.

At least definitely not a direct participant.

But that alone was not enough, he needed to get conclusive evidence.

The fourth invitation letter is undoubtedly the key to everything.

Xu Tong thought for a while, and after confirming that there were really no other clues, he sent the content of the note in his hand to the team channel, and added: "There are no clues. The other party only gave me this sentence and

Invitation card."

"how so??"

After getting a reply from Xu Tong, An Tudi's face gradually became more and more gloomy.

I thought that the fourth invitation letter would bring conclusive evidence, but it turned out to be just such a useless statement.

This made Antu's heart wander over thousands of things.

Although this task is not the main plot, it is crucial to him. It is said that the messenger sent by the church this time is not only to reward Li Bo, but also to thoroughly investigate himself.

If you cannot find more powerful evidence as soon as possible, your mission will be considered a failure.

By then, even if he will not become the target of the church's purge, he will definitely be deprived of all his privileges, and the status advantage he has gained at a huge cost will be completely wasted.

"The Lord of God was born from Judah?? Is this implying something??"

Antu sat at the table, lit a cigarette for himself and put it to his mouth. In fact, he never smoked before, but since he became a player, smoking has become his spiritual food.

Looking at the clouds of smoke on the table, Antu felt more and more upset the more he thought about it. He tapped his fingers on the table unconsciously, and his eyes gradually began to become wandering.

Even if that anxious mood is not shown on his face, every detail of his actions exudes this aura.

This made the administrator of the archives nearby feel on pins and needles for a while.

It didn't feel like I was sitting in a file room, but rather like I was sitting in a warehouse filled with powder barrels. Even a tiny wisp of flame might blow me up into the sky to meet the Lord of God.

"Bang bang bang..."

At this time, there was a knock on the door, which made the administrator nervous for a moment. After opening the door, he saw Art standing outside.

Art glanced at the administrator's nervous expression suspiciously, and then walked up to Antu.

"Sir Antu, we have already investigated clearly what you asked us to investigate. This is my report and my collection of clues about the case."

"oh!"

Looking at the file that Art handed over, Antu raised his eyebrows slightly, took it over immediately, tore open the file bag and started to read through it.

Art continued.

"A fire in the market a few days ago burned many people. When our people went in to investigate, they found many dismembered corpses inside. After comparison, it was determined that the death of Eretiya was related to the death of Matthew.

The butchers have a very close relationship..."

At this time, Antu suddenly stretched out his hand, interrupted Art's words, and then said without raising his head: "No need to talk about the process, I can see it myself, give me your conclusion!"

"yes!"

Art nodded heavily, then swallowed and said firmly:

"Our conclusion is that the death of Archbishop Eretia was not a homicide, but a suicide."

As soon as Art said these words, the administrator on the side had a cerebral hemorrhage and almost had a cerebral hemorrhage.

There are twelve cardinals in Eretia, whose status is second only to the pope. They are undoubtedly the most pious people to the Lord of God, and no one dares to question their piety to the Lord of God.

But Yate dared to say that Eretiya committed suicide. You must know that suicide is an unforgivable crime in the canon.

God, doesn’t he know what this sentence means?

The cardinal's suicide, whether true or false, is a scandal that the church cannot accept. How dare he say it?

For a moment, the administrator held his breath involuntarily, feeling that his heartbeat was about to jump into his throat.

But Art's conclusion is much more than that.

"Not only was it suicide, but Eretia completed some kind of summoning ritual by committing suicide. I suspect that Archbishop Eretia has betrayed his faith and betrayed the Lord of God. His death is the inevitable result."

After Art finished speaking, he heard a bang behind him.

The administrator obviously couldn't accept such horrific remarks and passed out professionally.

Art ignored him when he saw this. He knew the consequences of his words.

Even after the investigation report was written, the entire team members opposed him from submitting the report.

But Art insisted on submitting the report.

Because this report was actually made by other detective teams, and it was not the only conclusion that he came up with.

But no one dared to submit such a report, so they could only continue to investigate.

As a result, the investigation became more and more chaotic, and the entire Inquisition was completely spinning in circles.

In Qin's words, the wisest way is to let the church's senior leaders realize that Eretia's death was a suicide, rather than handing it over themselves.

Because of this, Art felt that he could no longer continue to revolve around this vicious circle.

Art risked his life and fortune to submit this report. Perhaps in the eyes of others, this is childish and stupid behavior.

But this is the biggest persistence in Art's heart, and it is the oath he swore when he joined the police force.

Fairness, justice, justice, and belief in the Lord of God always run deep in Art's heart, even if this report will cost him his life.

So at this moment Art is also waiting for trial.

As long as Mr. Antu moves his finger next, he may be labeled as a heretic and will never get out of here.

Time passed by minute by second, and Antu was not in a hurry to deny his conclusion. Instead, he read line by line by the light of the iron window behind him.

The misty sunlight shone on Antu's hair, and except for the sound of reading, everything was extremely quiet.

Until Antu saw the last page.

Art actually saw the look of relaxed brows on his face.

"very good!"

Antu slowly placed the file on the table and gave his evaluation in a soft voice.

Art slowly let go of his fingers, but then clenched them tightly, looking directly into Antu's eyes. After making sure that this was not the eve of a storm, a smile finally appeared on his face.

But what he didn't know was that he was not the only one who felt relaxed. Looking at the file in his hand, Antu felt unprecedentedly relaxed for no reason.

He knew that his mission this time was about to be completed.

Only after Art left did Antu stand up and glance at the unconscious administrator on the ground: "Contact Archbishop Evelin, I want to see him."

"yes!"

The administrator quickly got up from the ground and quickly picked up the phone on the table...


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