The dark nights of Jotun are turbulent and restless.
Being able to enjoy an after-dinner night in such an unstable city is probably something only the famous Minister of Defense and Suppression can enjoy.
Downstairs is the parade that has not dispersed, and upstairs is a deserted high-end restaurant. William Marshall is sitting by the window, staring at the held-up torches and the noisy crowd below.
Placed in front of him was the already finished dinner steak, with only a little bit left in the red wine glass and an unbitten apple.
Of course, there is also the cool and beautiful female assistant opposite.
"How do you feel about returning to your hometown after so many years? Amanda..."
William breathed slowly and deliberately found a topic with the lady in front of him.
Amanda folded her hands on her chest and showed no reaction.
William yawned: "Ha~~! Please, chat with me for a while! I'm almost asleep."
Amanda rolled her eyes at him and responded: "Jotun is not my hometown. I was born in a small village in the north of the empire, west of Velen..."
"Ah~~! I thought you people in the empire had a good relationship with each other, is it necessary to break it down in such detail?" William teased, but then, he found that the female assistant in front of him suddenly had her pupils tightened, and her attention was drawn to
The street outside the window.
William looked over again and saw that the originally protesting crowd had gathered in one place and surrounded the intersection.
An aristocratic carriage was surrounded in the center, and an old gentleman got out, holding a cane, and rushed behind the carriage impatiently.
Not far behind the carriage, an old woman was lying there. The bones in her body had been crushed, showing a twisted death posture.
The blood trail dragged for more than ten meters and spread all the way under the wheels of the carriage.
"Oh my God! Misfortune never comes singly. Tragedy always happens in this city."
William understood that there must have been a car accident, but because he was chatting with Amanda, he did not pay attention to how the car accident happened.
Unexpectedly, Amanda suddenly stood up and said to William: "I'll go down and take a look. Please wait for me here."
Without letting William react, Amanda put on her coat and black leather gloves, went downstairs, and ran towards the scene of the incident.
The reason why she ran to meddle in such nosy matters was because she witnessed the whole process of the car accident from a high place in the restaurant.
The old woman suddenly ran out of the nearby mansion and rushed towards the road. She showed such a crazy attitude that she was directly hit by the speeding carriage and was crushed to death.
Although there are reasons why horse-drawn carriages are too fast, ordinary people walking on the street will definitely pay attention to the vehicles driving on the road. This is a truth that even children understand.
It was so unusual for the deceased to rush onto the street without hesitation, and Amanda felt a little weird.
She stood outside the crowd of onlookers and looked at the mansion, not knowing who lived in it.
"Go away! This is Judge Wendell's residence, you unscrupulous people don't come and cause trouble!"
Soon, the servants of the mansion came out to show off themselves.
There were nearly ten people in total, and they forcefully drove away the onlookers and clashed with the citizens who were already demonstrating.
Someone ran to call the police, and two teams of police officers also rushed over and kept driving away the demonstrators. Suddenly, the door of the mansion became a mess.
Amanda retreated to the outside of the conflict, focusing on the mansion.
Suddenly, she closed her eyes, as if she was falling asleep.
And in her consciousness, the locations and dreams of the people who were sleeping in the mansion were presented before her eyes like a program for her to choose from.
Amanda's consciousness gradually penetrated into the mansion, using those who were dreaming in the house, turning their mutual dreams and memories into puzzle pieces, and constructing the internal structure of the entire house.
As if she was inside it, she continued to explore inside, until her consciousness was about to spread to a room upstairs when she was suddenly hindered by a powerful force.
A terrible feeling spread through Amanda's body like an electric shock.
Her exploration was forced back into her body, and her brain felt as if it had been hit with a hammer, causing excruciating pain.
Amanda squatted on the ground holding her head, blood was already flowing from her nose.
"Amanda!"
William also arrived at the scene of the commotion.
He ran forward and helped the female assistant up, and his originally relaxed mood gradually became serious.
"What's wrong with you? Your nose is bleeding."
Amanda took out her handkerchief, wiped the blood from her lips, and pointed to the house opposite.
"There's something in there!"
William raised his head and stared at the classical castle-like house, his expression as serious as ever.
After a long time, he said to Amanda: "Let's go! This is not Saiguo. Don't cause more trouble except for necessary actions."
The female assistant threw away the handkerchief, gritted her teeth and was supported by William, and the two gradually disappeared outside the commotion.
…
It was not only the cold night in Jotun, but also the interrogation room of Renekton Police Station.
It was an empty room, the light green walls had fallen off, and there were mottled and stains everywhere.
The lamp attached to the wall has been powered on, but it still cannot dispel the darkness in the room because the light is too dim.
A woman with long straight black hair and a graceful figure sat on the side being interrogated, and opposite her was a middle-aged police officer.
After more than two hours of interrogation, the young woman named Gina Lanster gradually confessed to the crimes she had committed.
"So you have fully confessed, right? You are the murderer of Tom Ross." the police officer asked in a deep voice.
Gina's face didn't show any expression of her inner emotions, and she replied coldly: "Yes."
The police officer flipped through the book in front of him: "All your confessions have been included, but I have to confirm it again at the end, okay?"
"Okay..." Gina was still expressionless.
"Your name is Gina Langster, and you used to be a nun."
"That's right..."
"You conspired with Francis from Moon Home to murder Detective Tom Ross who came to investigate and collect evidence. The purpose was to prevent him from discovering the secret of Moon Home."
"Um……"
"According to what you said, Moon Home often forged applicants' job application materials in the past and recommended some people who did not meet the employer's requirements to them, causing many employers to suffer losses, and some even committed murders, so this is
What was your motive for killing Detective Tom?"
"That's right..."
After such questions and answers, the police officer just followed the suspect's confession and recorded it without questioning the confession at all.
Perhaps in his opinion, as long as the murderer is caught, it doesn't matter what her reason for killing is...
This is what de Gaulle hates the most about the Renekton Police Station. Now he doesn't know what means he used, but he was outside the interrogation room and secretly opened a crack in the door. He witnessed the whole process and immediately couldn't bear it anymore.
Next, the detective recklessly opened the door and rushed into the interrogation scene. Ignoring the police officer's questioning, he pulled up a stool and sat in front of Gina.
"Don't lie to us, miss! You haven't confessed the case about the Berkeley family yet, what? Do you think you can get away with it just like this?"
