The dark Basti Prison is like a giant beast dormant underground, stretching out a strange-shaped horn in the darkness, guarding the southwest corner of the City of Chaos, frightening the disorderly night of the City of Chaos.
"Sir Brandley, the facts of the Gabriel Black Cross serial murder case have become clear. The first case was the massacre of the deputy examiner of the knight test three years ago. A family of four was brutally murdered. A body was found in the sewer in the south of the city two years ago. The mutilated corpse, with a cross carved on the arm with a knife, had been silent for two years. Three months ago, three murders occurred in the city of chaos, including two children under the age of ten. They were all left at the scene. A black cross.”
“After detailed comparison, we found that the black crosses found on Gabriel’s body and the black crosses left at the scene were of the same material and specifications, handmade, and at Gabriel’s residence, we found more black crosses, and From the mutilated limbs of a previous victim, it can be concluded that he is the murderer of the serial murder case." In a slightly dim room, a man was wearing a black suit and his face was covered with a black cloth. Only a pair of eyes could be seen. The man lowered his head slightly and reported respectfully to Brandley who was standing opposite.
"Are Devo and Gudinha related to this matter? Why did they attack Mamie's Restaurant, and what are their intentions?" Brandley nodded and asked again.
"The two of them should have no knowledge of the serial murder case and can basically be removed from this case. However, Devo, the owner of Devo's Tavern, has dirty men. Two years ago, he ordered Gabriel to murder someone for a sum of wine. The owner of a winery beat him severely, causing the latter to become permanently disabled and occupied his winery. There were many incidents of raising thugs to violently seize other people's property, and one of them died of serious injuries.
Gudiniya's situation was slightly better. The dispute with Maimi's restaurant started over a bowl of tofu. Because he felt that he had lost face in the restaurant, he asked Devo to go back to the restaurant together. Unexpectedly, what happened next things. "The man responded quickly.
"Since the behavior of Devo Tavern is so bad, why didn't our Gray Temple take any measures before? Seriously injured to death is not a trivial matter." Brandley frowned.
"This matter..." The man hesitated to speak.
"Say." Bradley's eyes became a little sharp.
"The matter of Devo's Tavern should have been reported to the Gray Temple many times before our investigation this time, but it was suppressed due to unknown reasons, so it has been suppressed. The earliest one can be traced back to three years ago. "The man's voice lowered a bit.
"Is there a mole?" Bradley asked thoughtfully.
"Sir, this matter is beyond our authority to investigate." The man shook his head slightly and did not continue.
"Okay, I will report this matter." Brandley nodded and did not ask any more questions. The authority levels of the Gray Temple are clearly defined. Without the corresponding authority, you cannot conduct cross-level investigations. Such regulations effectively restrict staff at all levels. authority, but sometimes it also makes handling cases complicated.
"Moreover, during this period, someone tried to release Devo and Gudinha, and there were people who were not in charge of this case to inquire about the information many times. It is very likely that the confidentiality of the fourth-level case has been leaked." The man was silent for a while, and then said .
"Who is trying to bail them out?" Brandley's frown deepened.
"Aden Chamber of Commerce." The man said softly.
"It seems that their tentacles are extending longer and longer. I'm afraid they have forgotten who they are." Brandley slowly clenched his fists, turned and walked towards the door, while saying: "Tell me Deputy Warden Jonathan, Lord Roland’s eyes have been fixed on Basti.”
"Yes." The man lowered his head deeply and expressed his deepest respect.
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In a dark hall more than ten meters high, little lights dotted the upper part of the hall, as if there were stars scattered high and low.
In the center is a round platform more than two meters high. An elf wearing a dark blue mage robe is gently waving the magic wand in his hand. Dots of blue light float out from the top of the magic wand and fall on the stars. It will become a bit more dazzling.
It was an elf whose age could not be discerned. Her appearance was just ordinary, but it made people feel extremely noble. There was no joy or sadness on her face. She slightly raised her head and looked at the countless stars above, as if looking at the seeds she had sown. .
In the very center, there is the largest and brightest star. No star around it dares to get close, let alone compete with it.
There is a slightly larger star a little further away, which seems to be rising. Although it is not as bright as the largest star, it is equally dazzling and bright compared to the surrounding stars.
"Lord Helena, that bitch Irina dares to threaten the future of the elves you selected. She deserves death! She is a fallen person abandoned by the gods, an elf whose body was defiled by ordinary humans, and an elf who gave birth to a child. You bastard bitch! How dare you be so arrogant! So arrogant!" Under the high platform, an old woman with a stooped figure and a hooked nose screamed in a sharp voice, with an angry expression as if she was about to jump up.
"Shut up, you can't insult the princess." The elf on the high platform said calmly. A black leather whip stretched out from nowhere and hit the old woman's face hard, and a sound was heard in the hall. A crisp sound.
The old woman with a stooped figure flew out and hit the stone pillar before stopping. She helped the stone pillar to stand up with some trepidation. Half of her face that was originally swollen was completely swollen. She looked at the stage in horror and confusion. Helena's voice trembled as she said, "Ms. Helena, am I wrong? If the tribe knew that she had done such a thing, how could she have the face to continue to live in this world and continue to occupy the Tree of Life? Is it natural to be treated as an elf princess?"
"You are right, Irina did something that brought shame to our elves. She was defiled by humans and abandoned by gods." Helena looked at Heidi, and the black whip from before was instantly rolled up He grabbed her neck and lifted her in the air until he was eye level with her. He shook his head and said, "However, if this matter spreads, it will be the reputation of my elves that will be ruined. It is my elves who will be laughed at in Nolan Continent." , Therefore, there can only be a few people who know about this matter, not even one more. Once you know it, keep it in your heart, otherwise, I will think that the dead are more reliable."
Heidi, who was holding her neck, looked at Helena, her eyes full of horror and awe. The shrinking whip around her neck made her feel the breath of death, and all of this was actually led by Helena, whom she had served for hundreds of years and loved so passionately. To her, she nodded vigorously before her neck was broken.
"Remember, before there is a new princess in the elves, Irina is the only princess of the elves. You have to recognize your identity." Helena raised her finger and curled the whip around Heidi's neck. He took it back and fell directly to the ground with a thud.
"Yes...yes..." Heidi lay on the ground with her face pressed against the ground.
"Just follow her wishes and let Snar come back safely." Helena looked up at the most dazzling star in the center of the hall, with a smile on her lips, and whispered: "If they are really not dead, then I'm really curious about what that little guy will look like...find them for me."
