One policeman seemed to understand something and raised his hand eager to speak.
However, Victor stopped the other person's words and stood in front of the people to ask everyone to be quiet.
"Everyone, listen to me first."
He drew everyone's attention to himself, and then asked Chief Inspector Josh: "Mr. Chief Inspector, can you check our conference hall? Make sure no one leaves without permission."
Josh frowned and looked at each other. After observing everyone, the two shook their heads at the same time.
Victor coughed and continued: "Now that everyone here knows the content of the formula, in order to prevent Augusta from sneaking in in disguise, or that there are moles from the Conor Gang among them, I suggest that everyone check each other." After listening to what he said, Josh also felt that it made sense.
Not long ago, they witnessed Augusta's disguise ability again. They were successfully deceived by the other party from a distance on the bridge. It can be said that they lost their face.
So next, the people present checked each other and focused on the faces of the people around them.
You can tell the fake dough if you look carefully or pinch it.
Later, the police station also confirmed the resumes of the participants. It is basically impossible for anyone to collude with the Conor Gang.
Everyone here knows that the police department belongs to Thomas.
After the confirmation is completed, everyone can feel free to express their opinions on the answer to the riddle.
The young police officer just now was the first to say: "It should be near the extinct volcano. Look at the first sentence: it makes a cooing sound and spits out white snow."
As soon as he finished speaking, someone from the Inspection Bureau retorted: "The last few sentences don't sound like they are talking about volcanoes. I guess they might be graves, or mass graves left over from the battlefield."
"What battlefield? The battlefield where the Valentines were massacred in the Eastward War? Do you think the indigenous people would hide their relics in a place like this?" The police chief thought the idea of the Intelligence Bureau agent was funny.
Downey was sitting in the middle of the crowd. He was short and had to stand up and raise his hands to speak properly: "I...I think it may have something to do with water or rivers and lakes."
Soon, his voice was drowned in the din of questioning.
"How do you explain the gray fog? As far as I know, fog only occurs in the woods in the early morning."
"That might be the smoke from the volcano..."
……
People in the hall are like noisy ducks. Everyone has different opinions and cannot reach a unified result.
The guy Weeden was arguing with the people at the police station. He was convinced that his answer was correct: "It should be a pasture with abundant water and grass and where you can see the stars. The Valentine people are still full of longing for their fertile homeland!"<
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Victor heard many opinions from their mouths, and after thinking about it carefully for a long time, he recognized one of them in his heart.
"Okay!"
The chief inspector felt that the discussion would be fruitless and time could not be wasted in the meeting.
"While we are talking, Augusta National is probably acting secretly. We can't delay any longer, Henry Vidal!"
Henry immediately turned to his boss.
"You are responsible for investigating the whereabouts of the relics... I'm sorry, I can't assign more people to you. They all have to assist the Missouri State security force. Maybe San..."
After Josh finished giving orders to Henry, he hesitated and looked at the old priest who had been silent.
The old man then opened his eyes and yawned, as if he had just woken up.
"I still like to follow Victor. Sleeping in his car is very...ahem...comfortable."
"I am willing to cooperate with Inspector Henry. After all, I have a personal grudge against Augusta." Victor promised Chief Inspector Josh.
"Thank you for your help...Okay, everyone, please act quickly!"
……
Walking out of the door of the police station, the fat chief walked past Victor with a cigar in his mouth.
He looked at Victor up and down, with a faint smile on his lips.
"Victor Damon, first time meeting, nice to meet you."
"Nice to meet you!" Victor replied naturally.
The fat director suddenly came to him and whispered: "You should be lucky that Mr. Thomas didn't come to trouble you."
The other party's words did remind Victor, but he had already heard before he came that Thomas was so angry because of his son's death that he was now bedridden.
Even if he could get out of bed and walk, he still had to hold the child's funeral first. He probably wouldn't have time to trouble Victor in a short time.
And according to common sense, he should deal with Augusta first.
"Thank you for the reminder, but I'm curious as to why you summoned the Sheriff of Walding in advance. Did you already know Augusta's purpose?"
Hearing this, the fat director was slightly startled and said in surprise: "I don't have this magical ability to predict. Are you talking about the short Sheriff? Why is he at our meeting? I don't know that.
I know."
Victor frowned.
The fat director suddenly added: "But maybe, he just happened to come over to hand over the matter. Since he is here, based on his responsibilities, he should indeed join our discussions."
After saying that, the director put on his police helmet, took the horse away from the door, and teamed up with a group of local police officers to go out into the field.
Facing the criminal who wants to cause big trouble, even the director has to go out on patrol himself.
After the police left, Victor turned around and saw Downey, wearing a khaki cowboy hat, running out of the iron gate.
"Inspector Henry! Master Victor!"
Donnie rushed to the two of them and said breathlessly.
"You two, I can help you! Remember what I just said at the meeting, that formula should refer to water, or lakes!"
Yes, from the various opinions, the only one Victor recognized was the statement put forward by Donnie.
Lake!
Why do you say that?
There are two sentences in the formula that say: "The missing stars and moon, the two worlds above and below, the birds are above my head, but the white clouds are under my feet..."
Victor didn't understand what it meant at first, but because of Donnie's reminder, he immediately realized that it was talking about mirror reflection.
So isn’t it a lake?
However, this alone is not enough, because there are too many lakes in Missouri.
Just like now, next to Dandelion is the Emerald Lake.
Could it be under the Emerald Lake?
Dive down and catch the Kaleidoscope by the way... Victor secretly laughed in his heart.
"Are you so sure?" Henry glanced at Donnie's face, full of doubts.
Donnie nodded crazily and replied with a silly smile: "It was too noisy in there just now, and I was snatched away by them when I said something. In fact, the formula you mentioned was something I heard someone sing when I was a kid. It's similar to
Ballad."
Ballad?
Victor and Henry looked at each other, surprised by the clue Donnie brought.
"Yes, yes! I still vaguely remember it when the old man sang it to the children." Downey nodded.
Victor immediately began to wonder: Did the old man in the town hear this when he came into contact with the Valentine people?
No, isn’t this formula only passed down orally among the elders of the tribe?
He noticed a hint of doubt, and Father Sang moved to Donnie and patted him on the shoulder.
"Can you...ahem, fully explain the meaning of this set of formulas?"