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Chapter 366 The crisis of the Negan family

Bayam, Governor's Palace.

There was a dead silence in George Negan's office.

Prince Sonia, "Chaos Hunter" Grove Augustus had no expression on his rectangular face, and the two beards above his lips were slightly raised. He looked at George Ni behind the desk who was strangling himself to death.

Root, spit out a word:

"Senior!"

Admiral Amyrius looked solemn, and the corners of his slightly drooped mouth twitched slightly, his eyelids drooped, and there was some helplessness and joy in his blue eyes.

Edward Laito's resolute face was covered with thick shadows, and the deep black eyes seemed to be burning with substantial fire, and seemed to contain the coldness that froze everything. There was a thick beard around his mouth, and the black hair spread freely.

He was wearing a long black windbreaker, his muscles were bulging under his white shirt, and thick black curly hairs were faintly growing on his exposed skin.

I originally thought that after this operation, I would be able to temporarily get rid of the threat from MI9, but "Silent Disciple" Jacks escaped, Senior disappeared, and most of the cadres also disappeared. Only the fleet remained. Destroy the fleet.

Later, he returned only to find that his biggest supporter, George Negan, was dead!

"cough"

Emilius coughed lightly, which made Edward calm down instantly. He glanced at Prince Grove and silently lowered his head.

There was a roaring wind in the air, and a figure rushed into the room from the window. It was "Aquaman" Yan Cotman. His blue hair, which was twice as thick as a normal person, was still floating. His face was extremely ugly, and his voice was deep.

:

"News came from Backlund that Duke Negan was assassinated."

The three demigods were stunned at the same time and turned to look at George Negan behind the desk. This matter was getting more and more troublesome.



Church of the Waves.

In the prayer hall, Alger Wilson sat on a wooden bench, looking at the Holy Emblem of the Storm, and fell into silence.

He previously received a corresponding mission to investigate the whereabouts of the "Blood Admiral" fleet, but in order to obtain the six crystallized feathers of the "Blue Shadow Falcon" he went to the primitive island.

As soon as they returned to Bayam, they heard from Bishop Khogory that traces of Senior had been found and that the encirclement and suppression had begun. But not long after they relaxed, news came that the Governor of the Rhoside Islands, George Negan, was in the office.

He strangled himself to death. The suspect was Senior.

Later, the clergy who participated in the encirclement and suppression of the Senol fleet also returned one after another, but the results were not satisfactory.

Just now, when Chogori was about to hand over the task of tracing Senior's whereabouts to him, he received another notification and left in a hurry. Then Alger heard the sound of wind whistling in the air. It was "Sea King" Ya

En Cotman.

He suspected that Senior had been discovered. If so, he would have just escaped the mission, but his spirituality told him that he might be in big trouble.

Chogori hurriedly returned to the prayer hall. Although his face was serious, Alger could still see the hidden panic. Just as he was about to salute, he was shocked by Chogori's words and stopped.

"Duke Negan was assassinated."

"What?"



Underground area of ​​Steam Church.

A palm touched the simple silver mirror three times, and a deep voice sounded:

"Dear Arrods, my question is, the specific location of the 'Apostle of Desire' who assassinated Duke Negan."

The water on the silver mirror floated, outlining a forest. The screen quickly zoomed in, and a dark shadow clung to the ground. Jason Belial's distorted face emerged from it, and then exploded into countless fragments.

"That 'Apostle of Desire' is dead?"

Yin Kangse couldn't believe it. This guy had obviously escaped, but now he was dead in a forest?

"He must have been silenced by the person who instructed him." Carlson, a member of the "Mechanical Heart" on the side, adjusted his glasses with thick lenses.

"Yes, but how did he escape the search for the Sealed Artifacts of the Church of the Night?"

"The people from MI9 said that he was taken away by someone."

"Is it possible to kill him in the sewer?"

"It should be to avoid that level 1 sealed object."

Yin Kangse ignored their discussion because Arolds' question had already surfaced:

"What's your favorite color of underwear?"

Yin Kangse's face suddenly turned red, and he felt as if smoke was coming from his head.

He spat out one word with great difficulty:

"red."

The room suddenly became extremely quiet, and Carlson and the others looked to the corner pretending to be calm.

Yin Kangse sat down as if exhausted, scratched his fluffy hair, and prepared to ask the second question.

Carlson couldn't bear to say:

"Deacon, let me give it a try."

"...Try not to enter the punishment phase." Yin Kangse finally nodded in agreement.

Carlson imitated the deacon's movements very confidently and stroked the surface of the silver mirror three times, while the other members gathered around again.

"Dear Arrods, my question is, who is the person who took away the 'Apostle of Desire'?"

The water light floated, the image changed, and a human figure first appeared on the surface of the silver mirror. No man or woman could be seen, and it was covered by a layer of white mist.

Then, the surface of the silver mirror was completely covered by that layer of white mist.

"It may be two people, but the two people cooperated, one instigated and the other acted." Carlson looked around, "Maybe the person behind him noticed Arrods and used some kind of ability to completely cover himself."

He believed that he had no hidden secrets and did not need to pay attention to subsequent questions.

This time, the choice given by Arrods was problem, task or punishment.

Carlson said without hesitation:

"question!"

Bloody words were quickly outlined on the surface of the silver mirror:

"You do it with your hands every day?"

Carlson's lips moved, and his ears quickly became hot.

Although this was something he thought was normal, giving the answer in front of so many teammates and bosses still gave him the urge to bury his face on the ground.

"Yes..." he replied very quietly.

The people around me didn't change much, but I could vaguely feel that some people were relieved.

Compared to Yoon Kang-seul, Carlson's problem is nothing.

A "secret spy" frowned and asked:

"Can we confirm that the person who took away and killed the 'Apostle of Desire' and the person who directed him to assassinate Duke Negan is the same person?"

"What's wrong with this?"

"I think it must be the same person or people from the same force!"

"No, we can't make the same mistake again. We must remember Detective Moriarty's reminder." Yin Kangse did not rule out this possibility, "Anyway, it's just a few more questions about the respected Arrods."

The others nodded and looked at all corners of the room at the same time, including Carlson who asked the question before. Obviously they did not intend to ask questions.

Yin Kangse sighed helplessly and took off his hat. He had a premonition that Arolds' question would be very unfriendly.

He first clenched his fist, then stretched out his five fingers and stroked the surface of the silver mirror three times.

In the subtle mist, Yin Kangse spoke in a low voice:

"Dear Arrods, my question is, who, or which force, instigated the 'Apostle of Desire' to assassinate Duke Negan?"

The silver mirror did not change for a short while, and it took a while for the water to shine, outlining a scene like an oil painting:

It was a plain where the sun was about to set, and the vast fields were filled with the pale golden afterglow.

"It's different, there's no white mist covering it!"

"There's no way to tell."

"Do you want to continue asking?"

"That will have to wait until Arrods asks..."

Each bloody word is outlined from the surface of the silver mirror:

"The reason why you broke up with him?"

"I don't know!" Yin Kangseul replied through gritted teeth.

"Answer is wrong, choose punishment or task."

"punish!"

In the basement, a silvery white lightning appeared out of thin air and struck on the top of his head.

Zizzi, Yin Kangse's hair stood up straight, his body fell down with a bang, and a little black smoke came out.



Queens, Duke Negan's mansion.

Rolls, who was dressed in formal attire, was led by the butler to the study on the second floor. He looked at the butler and servants who looked a bit uncomfortable, with doubtful expressions on their faces, as if he was hesitant to speak.

The butler pushed open the study door, and choking smoke immediately poured out, making the butler and Rawls cough repeatedly.

Philip raised his head, squeezed the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray filled with pipes, walked to the window, opened the window, waved casually, and sat back down in the ashtray filled with various documents and books.

Behind the desk, this is his father's position.

He prefers cigars to cigarettes, but now cigarettes are the best for him.

After seeing the housekeeper leave silently, Rawls took a deep breath at the door, straightened his clothes and went in. Although the room was filled with smoke, he still closed the door.

"Lord Philip, what happened to you? Why..."

"My father was assassinated today..." Philip breathed out, took out another cigarette, lowered his head and lit it.

"What?"

Rawls, who was about to sit down, stiffened, stood up, walked to the desk and asked in disbelief:

"How can this be?"

After Alicia took away Shaktari Beria, the "Apostle of Desire", Rawls returned to Backlund on the steam train. He originally thought that something would happen because of the faint feeling of calling.

But he found that the calling was in the West End, so he simply went straight to Hillston Police Station.

Philip was not there as he expected, so he headed to Queens.

He had just returned to Backlund, and the news of Duke Negan's assassination had not yet spread, so his behavior was in line with common sense. As for the probability of Philip linking the two things together, it was so low that it could almost be ignored.

"Why is it impossible? This is not the first time!"

Philip's reaction was very strange, as if it was not his father who was assassinated, but judging from the number of cigarette butts in the ashtray, it was very consistent with the behavior of a son after receiving the news.

"Qilingos?" Rawls whispered one word, and then raised his voice slightly, "I'm sorry, then let me..."

"No, I need you to help me analyze it now. What should I do next?" Phillip took a strong puff and half of the cigarette burned quickly.

"This..." Rawls was relieved in his heart, but he was still a little hesitant on the surface. The purpose of his coming here was to find out the follow-up plans of the Negan family. If Phillip didn't speak, then he would have to use "bribery".

After finishing a cigarette in two puffs, he pressed the cigarette butt into the ashtray again, and Philip blew out a long puff of smoke and said

"I believe in your ability, and my mind is very messed up right now. I need someone to help me clarify my thoughts."

Tuk-tuk-tuk.

There was a knock on the door, and the butler hurriedly opened the door and came in without waiting for permission. He glanced at Rawls, walked quickly to Philip, and whispered a few words.

Rawls walked to the window simply and took a breath of fresh air. His ears twitched slightly, his eyelids drooped, and his fists clenched and then relaxed.

George Negan is dead too!

Phillip said nothing, his face became even more gloomy, and he waved his hand to let the housekeeper go out.

The door is closed.

"Rolls, I just received another news. The Governor of the Rhoad Islands, my uncle George Negan was assassinated and strangled himself to death in his office! Yan Cotman said it should be Senior

.”

"What? Senior?"

Rawls suddenly turned around with a look of disbelief on his face.

"The news has been confirmed." Philip took a cigarette again, held it in his mouth and lit it. "I'm not sure yet whether the two things are connected. I need you to help me analyze it now."

"This...it's best to ask Mr. Prime Minister." Rawls showed a hesitant look on his face.

"I don't trust him. He wants to compromise with the new party in exchange for his safe resignation."

As a qualified politician, Rawls had no surprises, but his butterfly accidentally slapped George Negan to death, and Philip was at odds with Prime Minister Aghid Negan, which meant that the situation of the Negan family was now very dangerous.

"Philip, I lack understanding of you, so..."

"It's all here, the family, the church, the parliamentarians, the nobility, the prime minister, the cabinet, the parliament, the new party, the royal family, so everything that can be involved is here, you can go and see it." Philip pointed to the documents stacked on the desk in front of him.

, and threw another notebook over.

Rawls pretended to be helpless and nodded. He sat on a chair and opened the notebook. The handwriting was very sloppy, many of which were scratched on the paper. It listed a lot of names and identities, including nobles, parliamentarians, and the Church of Storms.

Bishop, and there are also some guesses, including about the king, the prime minister, the new party, Earl Hall, etc.

Sure enough, several months of work at the Hillstown Police Department and past experience have shown Philip that he is not without thoughts as he said. He may just want to hear my perspective as an outsider... Rawls sighed in the letter

, began to use this note and the few political plots in the original work in my mind to think about how to solve the Negan family's dilemma.


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