That case actually led to Weeden's promotion... Logically speaking, Victor was the one who contributed more, since he was the one who caught Vader after all.
Oh yes, Victor also got promoted,
That's okay...
After balancing his mood for a while, Victor arrived at the office of an unknown department. After waiting for the accompanying young detective to communicate with the people inside, Victor successfully obtained the list of all investigators involved in the previous case.
After finding an unoccupied chair and sitting down, Victor flipped through a few pages and checked. As expected, he didn't recognize most of the people, and he didn't find any very obvious loopholes like police officer Sanji.
At first glance, there are no problems with the internal personnel of the Pursuit Bureau. They use the search officer as the leader of the operation team, who is responsible for collecting evidence at the crime scene of each deceased person, and then reports to the elite agent No. 13 of the Ministry of Defense and Suppression.
Among all the police officers, Victor only knew Henry and that Weeden just now.
Henry will be fine, but as for Weeden...that's not sure.
But let’s think about it from another perspective. Assuming that there are moles in the Police Bureau and the police department, then why do these moles destroy the scene of the crime? What is their purpose?
If the mole was planted by the Progressive Party, from the perspective of those people, they should hope that Will's charges will be confirmed, so that they will have reason to attack political opponents.
Their most likely behavior was to fabricate evidence to prove that Will was the murderer, but in the end they destroyed the scene, cleaned up all traces, and erased all evidence.
Will Evans became ambiguous in it, and there was no way to escape suspicion, and there was no evidence to accuse him.
It’s quite strange... So could the mole be a member of the Liberal Party? What were they doing to destroy the scene?
Unless someone first fabricated the evidence against Will, and then it was dealt with by the insider of the Liberal Party...
"There is indeed such a possibility." Victor thought to himself, "Within the police station and the police bureau, the moles planted by the two parties are competing with each other on this case..."
After briefly thinking about this, there seemed to be no problem, but when Victor further deduced it, he still felt that there were doubts.
The final result of this case was to put all the blame on a dead dwarf. The dwarf did not belong to any party. In a sense, it should be a great victory for the Liberal Party.
And if the organization behind all this was the Progressive Party, then why did they lose the game so easily?
That group focused entirely on inciting the people and using their protests to cause riots. Although it hindered the normal operation of the city government in the short term, the vote advantage was not clearly reflected.
They did not take the trouble to prove that Will Evans was a Liberal, which is strange, because only if Will is convicted and associated with the Liberal Party can any subsequent plans be effectively progressed.
"Are there other forces involved in this?"
Victor was full of doubts, always feeling that under the haze of this city, some hidden power seemed to be hidden too deeply...
…
In Xianxiang Mansion, Will stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the bedroom and asked Ms. Permis to tidy up his clothes.
He went to order a new suit a few days ago, and he also changed his cane and hat. After putting on a bow, he looked very energetic, and he was no longer as decadent and desolate as when he was imprisoned.
"How's it going? Does it look like it fits in the back?" Will asked Permis.
The return of the master allowed Permis to keep her hard-won job. Of course she is very happy now, nodding like garlic.
After finishing dressing, Will glanced outside the door and asked Permis: "When did he leave today?"
Pemis knew that the person Will was talking about was Victor, so she answered casually: "I don't know, it should be...morning?"
Will hummed, thought for a moment, and then ordered: "If he comes back and asks about me, just tell him I'm at the brewery."
Permis nodded again, and Will put on his hat and cane with satisfaction, opened the door, walked out of the house, and left home.
The location of the brewery was on the Gilded Avenue, but he ordered the coachman to go in the opposite direction, walking along the road looking for a hired carriage.
However, at this moment, a white carriage suddenly stopped on the side of the road, blocking Will's way.
The car window opened, and Will saw the people sitting inside. He immediately reacted and stepped directly into the car.
Then, the carriage drove out and quickly left the street where Wilden's carriage was.
The man in the car was Eurygus Grant, a Liberal from the Secred East-West General Railway Company.
Will sat across from him quietly, silent.
Urugus pulled down the folding table in the middle and took out a bottle of red wine from under the cushion.
"Celebrating your return, Mr. Will, you look good."
Will stared at the hand pouring wine opposite him, with a complicated expression.
"Captain Isborne is very happy. After Luc Dillon died, he can take full control of the 'Grecove'. Now the freighter only belongs to him. The first step of the business we expected has been completed."
.”
Urugus handed the filled wine glass to Will and observed his reaction.
Will took the red wine, nodded slightly in greeting, and then sipped it.
"I didn't expect that you were really inspired by the captain...to attack Luc Dillon...To be honest, before that incident happened, I was still skeptical, but now, you really impress me."
Urugus raised his glass in greeting, and before Will could react, he took the lead in clinking his glass.
Will frowned and smiled: "I don't understand what you mean."
Urugus made a long nasal sound, he moved his face closer, and whispered in Will's ear: "You poisoned his water glass, and you were able to perfectly dispose of all the evidence without sacrificing it."
Being discovered, to be honest, working with someone like you makes me a little scared..."
Will's expression suddenly froze, and he slowly placed the wine glass in his hand back on the folding table.
"A poor and humble birth cannot restrain your ambitious soul. I am afraid but also admire this unscrupulous personality...Then...then we can talk about business matters, Mr. Will.
"
After Urugus finished speaking, Will took a deep breath, leaned back on the cushions of the carriage, and stared at the red wine as red as blood, silent, and the scene reflected in his pupils was like a dark abyss.
He then sat up, looked at the "guide" in front of him, and replied with a faint smile: "Mr. Grant, I... don't know anything about things without evidence."
…
On the water storage tower built in the north of the city and south of the port, a fat and chubby man was leaning on the rusty iron railing and looking at the harbor and the sea in the distance.
There is a huge ship over there honking and roaring, about to sail into Violet Harbor.
The sea breeze blew over and lifted the hem of his windbreaker. He reached out and pressed the short-brimmed hat on his head to prevent it from being blown away by the strong wind.
Suddenly there were footsteps behind him. Someone was walking up the same rusty stairs to the top of the water storage tower and stood behind the fat man.
The fat man called out the name of the person behind him without looking back: "Albert, you came too late."