Elold Jean, elite agent No. 13 of the Anti-Suppression Department.
He came to the archives room of the Inspection Bureau late at night, and he didn't know what his purpose was.
Before Victor could hear clearly the conversation between him and the administrator, Elold discovered him.
"Agent No. 99, we meet again. We always meet in the archives room. What is the reason this time?"
"Of course I'm executing Mr. Minister's order, but what about you?" Victor asked in return.
Elold frowned: "Me too, there has been a series of horrific death cases recently, and it's up to me to find out the truth."
Victor couldn't help but be a little confused. Is Elold Jean also responsible for this task?
He remembered that William clearly asked him... By the way, William asked him to investigate the death of Dilio, not the Progressives.
"Has Mr. Minister mentioned Dilio's case to you?" Victor asked tentatively.
Elold kept his mouth shut: "I have the right to intervene in any matter related to my investigation."
His answer made Victor feel a little unhappy, as if he was standing in front of others and had a sense of superiority to others, and there was a sense of using his position to oppress others.
In name, Victor is still a junior agent, while Elold is an intermediate agent.
"Good luck!"
Holding the copied notebook under his arm, Victor left the archives without smiling.
The stars were shining brightly tonight, and he felt particularly sleepy, so he decided to go home early to rest.
…
Under the sky full of stars, the port city of Jotun on the other side of the sea also had a rare clear day.
It had been rainy for a long time in the past. People hid in their homes after the vision in the sky, and there were far fewer people on the streets.
However, it seems that due to the arrival of sunny days, the water under the sun quickly evaporated, and the restless rioters once again poured into the streets.
Continuous disasters still cannot change the bad roots of human nature. Citizens who have healed their scars and forgotten the pain are protesting in the streets in droves.
The situation with other countries seems to have become more serious. The trial failed to bring political change to Greybean. Instead, the disaster that followed killed several representatives of the northern countries, which added another layer to the empire.
Pretext and accusation.
Instigated by the Gordon Kingdom, the voice for compensation never stopped, and Queen Victoria's decision to pardon the suspects met with strong protest from Congress.
The industry promised by the Berkeley family cannot be easily realized, and the empire's finances are still in a tight state.
As a result, the proposal to increase taxes that was mentioned at the beginning was once again brought to the forefront, and the bill was successfully passed in Congress with a majority of votes.
For a time, people were panicked, and the security pressure in various counties soared in a straight line, especially in places like Yodon. Even the Police Bureau sometimes had to send people to deal with increasingly serious demonstrations and riots.
Dardaniel sat in the office, dragging his chin with one hand and being speechless.
His ears were filled with the noise coming from downstairs. He had been working amidst this unwarranted noise this month, and his mood became bad, which indirectly caused his chronic stomach problems and sometimes diarrhea.
Daniel even felt that he was about to be induced to die.
Usually, when there is no specific task like this, Videl from next door will come to his office to sit for a while, chat with him, relieve each other's emotions, and relax.
but now……
"What an idiot... He died so easily..." Dardaniel murmured, unable to help but recall his romantic colleague. He didn't notice that a subordinate agent was already standing at the door, about to knock on the door and come in.
.
"Inspector Martin...there is someone..."
"Call me Dardaniel." Dardaniel could never teach his subordinate what to call him, and he had to correct him every time.
"Okay sir! There is a guest who wants to see you. Do you need an introduction?"
guest?
Daniel was a little confused, who would come to visit him at the Police Bureau?
He felt his stomach became upset again.
"Who is it?"
"Miss Abigail Gerstave Herman."
Daniel's pupils shrank and he became even more confused.
Abigail, the suspect who was pardoned by the Queen not long ago? Why did she come to find him?
You must know that the biggest promoter of sending the other party to prison is the Velen Inspection Bureau represented by Daniel.
If you think about it from their perspective, if Daniel himself was treated like that, he would definitely hate them deeply in his heart.
"Have you checked her?"
"Yes, sir, she did not carry any weapons, nor any flammables or explosives. That lady can be said to be traveling lightly."
After listening to the report, Daniel was silent for a moment, and finally let the other party lead Abigail upstairs.
As soon as the guest entered the office, Danielle smiled all over his face and invited Abigail to come in and sit down.
The relationship between people will change according to their identity and position. In the past, Abigail was a prisoner, and Daniel would use all means to torture her and force her. But now, the other party has been freed from suspicion, so it is time to treat her as a criminal.
Treat him like an ordinary citizen, or even call him an acquaintance.
Abigail also understood this truth. She did not show her disgust towards the agent, but sat calmly on the sofa in the other agent's office.
The bandages on her body were replaced with new ones, and Abigail covered most of her scars.
"I'm very surprised, Miss Herman. I thought we would never meet again." Dardaniel stood opposite and made tea for the guests. "After all, the Inspection Bureau was not friendly to you at the beginning."
As he spoke, the area around Daniel's head turned purple, which meant that this guy was actually alienated and disgusted with Abigail in his heart, and his words were obviously untrue.
After Abigail learned the theory of spiritual vision, she gradually became able to see through a person's physical and psychological nature.
In addition to the purple arc of light on his head, she tried to observe other parts of the other person's body for the first time. She observed a layer of yellow on Daniel's abdomen, which meant that this person's digestive system had recently gone wrong.
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! As the hot teacup was brought to Abigail, she did not hold it up to drink, but asked Daniel straight to the point: "Mr. Detective, I
I have a question for you."
Daniel narrowed his eyes and held his stomach, not knowing what he was thinking.
"whats the matter?"
"How did my aunt die?"
"You have to go to the police station. That accident really had nothing to do with us." Daniel smiled slightly, but couldn't help but burp.
After hearing this, Abigail did not let go of the other party easily: "After being treated like that by you, I don't believe in any 'accidents' now. Tell me, Daniel, you owe me this."
Danielle looked back at Abigail's face.
"I don't owe you anything, Miss Herman, I'm just doing my duty."
"Haha...responsibility..." Abigail's laughter was cold.
The purple on the other person's head was so rich that it was difficult for Abigail to trust what he said.
…
Daniel shrugged, suddenly curious, remembering William Marshall's reminder.
This country does hide some dark secrets.
So he changed his mind and wanted to take advantage of the woman in front of him.
"It was really an accident, Miss Herman, but I can provide you with an address. You can go find the person involved. That carriage belongs to his family."
After hearing this, Abigail suddenly discovered that the purple on the other person's head turned blue, which meant that Daniel had a sudden inspiration and was probably brewing some plan.
As the address was handed to her hand, Abigail held it in her palm, feeling the coldness of the clue.
"Is this the man? Walter Viley Goodla, the man who killed my aunt that night?"
"To be exact, it's his coachman, but you have to find the owner to know where the servant is. I wish you good luck, Miss Herman..."
After Daniel finished speaking, he invited Abigail out of the room.
After the lady left, he immediately ordered his subordinates to come over and throw away the tea and the cup.
