"There used to be so many weird species living in the world, but why can't we see them now?" Victor couldn't help but joke a few words, "Were they all killed by those demon hunters?"
William finished smoking his first cigar at this time. He stood up with a cup and opened the window to let the air circulate in the office.
"How is it possible?" he said, "the fundamental reason for compressing their living space is this..."
As he looked over, Victor saw the booming city of Renekton and the towering chimneys in the outer suburbs.
Thick smoke was emitted into the sky, shrouding the industrial areas on the outskirts of the city, like a black cloud.
Yes, what William means is that human industrialization has destroyed a lot of the natural environment. Coupled with the emergence of firearms and artillery, the physical advantages of monsters have been destroyed. The sharp claws and teeth are no longer as overwhelming as they used to be.
It's threatening.
"For example, you can still see the Saluba, which are indigenous to the Indong continent, today. These things have not disappeared, but have stayed far away from human settlements."
After William finished speaking, he sat back in his chair and looked up at Victor.
"Let's talk about the attack again. Have you ever suspected that it was related to the Huimin Chamber of Commerce?"
Victor nodded, saying it was hard not to connect them.
William added: "Speaking of which, a member of the Chamber of Commerce died inexplicably at his home not long ago. Do you know that?"
Victor immediately recalled this matter.
"It's a man named Dilio Konova."
William glanced and said, "Yes, I heard that he even brought people to your house to cause trouble. I believe you are deeply impressed by him."
Victor's eyes instantly narrowed into slits.
He had never told anyone about the incident last time, but William seemed to know it very well, which inevitably made Victor wary.
"It was such a small thing that I almost forgot about it," Victor replied.
"I don't think this is enough to make people care." William picked up the cup and took a sip, "Mr. Dilio just passed away, and the Inspection Bureau also found traces of invisible arts in his home, and you are here to participate
The party was attacked again..."
Traces of invisible art?
Victor paused.
He thought of the magic potion used by Weeden and the agents. It was said to be a technology passed down from the Western Continent's Inspection Bureau, which could detect the remaining signs of invisible magic.
"It is not yet confirmed that the Huimin Chamber of Commerce has a direct connection with these two cases, but as the prevention and suppression department, we must always remain vigilant." William's spoon kept spinning in the coffee cup, the sugar had completely melted, and a little foam rose up.
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Victor said nothing and waited quietly.
William drank the coffee in one gulp and finally said: "There is a detective who has accepted the commission from Di Leo's wife and is investigating this incident. I think it goes without saying that you should know who that detective is."
Hearing this, Victor immediately frowned.
"Mortals are always full of curiosity. They are keen to interfere in things beyond their abilities. When they really cause trouble, they can only use their lives to compensate."
William spoke like the Riddler, which immediately made Victor unable to bear it.
He immediately asked: "What do you want to do?"
"Go and find out the truth about Dilio's death. This task is left to you. After all, you also want to know who wants to kill you." William crossed his fingers on the table and stared at Victor, "During this period, you will inevitably have to deal with the detective.
Since you know him, then control him and prevent him from getting into trouble."
Victor frowned. This was the first time he had received a task directly from the minister. To be honest, he refused in his heart. After all, he was not a model employee.
"I heard that if an agent can't get away, he can refuse the order of the Anti-Suppression Department."
"I believe Miss Sharti has told you in advance that you cannot refuse to perform missions more than three times, otherwise you will be removed from the Anti-Suppression Department. I know you have your own plans and your own secrets, but please weigh the pros and cons carefully."
William's tone was very light and did not sound threatening, but those words were already full of unquestionability and toughness.
Finally, he added: "You don't want to have your neck wiped by a demon hunter while you're sleeping, right? That's what they do best."
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After coming out of the Anti-Suppression Department, Victor found out that Will was still in the Inspection Bureau and was said to be under protection, so instead of looking for him, he went home and re-disguised himself, changed his clothes and went to the Smart Eye Detective Agency.
However, he was rejected upstairs in the apartment because de Gaulle was out and not in the office.
So, Victor left again and went to the Triangle Maple mansion on Charter Street to see what was going on at Dilio's house.
When he arrived there, he found that the entire house had been sealed up, all the servants had been dismissed, and no one was there, including de Gaulle.
"Sorry, can I ask about the owner of this house?"
He found a carriage parked across the street and asked the driver.
This coachman has been carrying passengers outside the Triangle Feng mansion for a long time, so he is relatively familiar with the situation in the streets. He said bluntly: "That Mr. Dilio Konova is the person in charge of the Little Cotton Ball Clothing Company. However, he was not involved in the incident not long ago.
He died of illness, um..."
"I know he passed away, but why was his house sealed by the police?" Victor was confused.
As a result, the coachman said: "No, it was not sealed by the police. The doctor has already confirmed that the gentleman died of illness."
"Ah? Who sealed it?"
"It was sealed by his wife. He has sent away all the servants and is preparing to auction the family property."
When disaster strikes, we all fly away, right?
Victor complained inwardly.
But having said that, didn’t the Inspection Bureau find traces of invisible magic? Why did the police think it was not murder?
Victor was suspicious and went to the police station again, where he found de Gaulle.
He was arguing with someone from the police station, and there was a caring lady beside him who was helplessly echoing his words.
Victor did not step forward rashly, but listened to what they had to say.
"No! You are still as lazy as before. This is obviously not an ordinary case. This is Mr. Dilio's wife next to me. She can prove that her husband's heart disease is not as serious as imagined."
De Gaulle kept explaining, but the police officers in front of him couldn't listen at all.
The other party replied: "We only refer to the doctor's appraisal, and your inference has no factual basis."
"There are traces of other people's presence at the scene, I'm sure!"
De Gaulle talked about a lot of his observations of the scene, but was pushed back by the police.
"Before and after Mr. Dilio's death, many people entered that room, and of course they would leave traces."
After hearing this, de Gaulle looked helplessly at the lady beside him, with a somewhat complaining look on his face.
After this woman learned that her husband had passed away, she did not immediately think of protecting the scene. Instead, she kept rummaging through boxes and cabinets at home looking for valuable belongings. Many places were messed up by her.
"What about the results of the Inspection Bureau?" De Gaulle gritted his teeth and mentioned the department that disgusted him so much. "I heard that they found traces of invisible techniques. How do you explain this?"