After it got dark again, Wayne locked the door and climbed out with ease.
Based on the information obtained from the current investigation, Wayne felt that the biggest suspect should be Commander Bulwer.
Because...he is too diligent.
It's really not that Wayne doesn't like his style, but that people like him are like a bunch of torches in the darkness, so bright and bright among the crowd.
While thinking about it, Wayne couldn't help but think of the information he had learned from Butler Hall.
As the general manager, Hall has been handling interpersonal relationships for the Duke's Palace for decades. He knows all the famous people in the royal capital very well.
"The new commander-in-chief of the city guard comes from a lower-middle-class noble family on the northern border."
This is what he told himself.
"But he came to the royal capital to study when he was a boy."
"Because of my high magical potential, I was accepted into Qingxi Academy, and later gained the appreciation of His Majesty the King, so I was able to steadily reach my current position..."
When he first learned this, Wayne was a little surprised.
If he was pushed to a high position by His Majesty the King, he wouldn't be a mole, right?
Hmm...hard to say.
According to my past life experience, there are always various reasons for the appearance of the second and fifth boys, and it is difficult to guard against them.
It's better to continue testing for a while.
It doesn’t cost any money anyway.
It was not too late at this time. In the City Guard headquarters, some windows were still open.
Wei En stayed outside and observed for a while.
Logically speaking, when you see a note like that, you should have some reaction.
They may even step up their guard secretly, waiting for "Laird" to fall into a trap.
However, today's city guard is still normal.
The guards who came out of the building showed no signs of nervousness or panic on their faces.
Could it be that... Bulwer didn't find the note?
Or, did you discover it but pretended not to notice it?
After waiting for a while, the lights in the building gradually dimmed, and the building was shrouded in pitch black night.
There was a hint of coolness in the night wind.
"Lord Bulwer," the guard outside greeted.
Upon hearing this title, Wayne's eyes narrowed.
Not long after, Bulwer's carriage slowly drove away from the city guard.
Nothing special happened, and Wayne didn't sense that there were other hidden forces in the building.
Soon, after a team of guards inspected the building, the building was locked.
Wayne put on the hood hanging on the back of his cloak and sneaked into Bulwer's office again.
In the spacious room, the cactus on the windowsill remains the same, the open windows remain the same, and the neat desktop remains.
It was as if no uninvited guest had been here yesterday.
But the information on the "Baron Colclough Case" was no longer in his bookcase.
Sitting on the main seat in the office, Wayne hesitated for a moment.
Immediately, he repeated what he did yesterday again
Another note was pulled from the table and a message was left for Bulwer in Laird's name.
This time he specially put the note in Bulwer's daily workbook to ensure that he could read it the next day.
After checking the offices of several other high-ranking officials nearby to no avail, Wayne finally found the document in the archives.
Among them, the note I left last time has disappeared.
...So it is really possible that I accidentally hit it and guessed it right?
The person most capable of putting an end to "Mr. Laird's" prank is the commander, Lord Bulwer.
But why?
Wayne put the file back in its place, a little puzzled.
Even if he doesn't get involved with those "rebels", he can still have a bright and bright future. Among all the officials in the royal capital, the position of Commander-in-Chief of the City Guard is definitely not a low one...
wrong!
He was qualified to take over temporarily because the original commander died.
If not for this, he might not have been qualified enough to become a full-timer even though he had been promoted to deputy position not long ago.
So... was it to let those people take the blame so that he could kill his boss?
This man is so scheming.
Wayne remembered that when he and the city guards were tracking down the murderer of the "Cirque du Soleil case", some guards handed over the letters they found to Bulwer.
Without saying anything, he asked his bodyguard to open the letter and read it out on the spot.
If he, the real Echo, hadn't come out to disrupt the situation, maybe his frame-up would have been successful, right?
After leaving the City Guard headquarters, Wayne stood on the street, suddenly turned back, and looked at the dark building behind him.
In the deep night, several outlines of buildings appeared faintly, as if they had swallowed up all the light.
Even people who seem very decent can still do such things for the sake of superiority.
If there was a chance to gain greater power...
He watched silently for a moment.
A gust of night wind blew up a few fallen leaves.
When the fallen leaves drifted in the wind to where Wayne was standing, there was no one there.
…
On the other side of the royal capital is the residence of the Chancellor of Finance.
The night was getting darker, and Geli was wearing a nightgown, sitting on the edge of the bed in a daze.
There were no lights on in the room, and the night breeze blowing in from the window made people feel a little chilly.
However, it can also make people more awake.
he……
Are you lying to yourself?
By writing something that could easily be misunderstood, wasn't it hinting to myself that he would... come over at night?
Sighing faintly, she stuffed Wayne's letter under her pillow full of distress.
It's better not to think about that annoying guy anymore.
Every time I think of him, I feel sad more than happy.
Why can Chris get everything she wants so easily?
She and Wayne get together every day, and everything they do is so natural and natural.
But myself...
What should I do next?
I know I shouldn't do such a thing.
No matter for myself or for him, this feeling is not something that can be accepted.
But if it were to end, it would be as painful as having to forcibly cut out a piece of my heart.
It's not something that belongs to me at all, but I wantonly use it as my guest...
This is too unfair.
She smiled to herself.
I don't know how long it took, but there was a slight movement next to the open window.
Ge Li looked slightly stunned and looked up.
Under the quiet moonlight, a cloaked figure came in from the window.
The man landed on the carpet in a slightly embarrassed state. He chuckled twice before lifting the hood that covered most of his face.
Revealing a pair of gentle and passionate eyes.
The person I was thinking about just now appeared in front of me unexpectedly.
"you……"
Song Li stared at him blankly, his eyes full of disbelief.
...How did he get in?
With a bright smile on his face, Wayne looked at Ge Li, who was sitting on the edge of the bed as if he was stupid.
He lowered his head slightly, stretched out his hand in accordance with standard aristocratic etiquette, made an invitation gesture, and asked softly:
"Miss Songli, do you want to elope with me?"
