Three people came from the Nighthawks team.
The leader was a man with a calm temperament, about thirty years old, wearing a black windbreaker and red gloves on his hands.
Among the two people with him, one was a young lady in her twenties, and the other was a man in his thirties, with fairer skin than the lady next to him.
Outside the door of the lounge, a man in a windbreaker glanced inside and said, "Ashley, you go first."
"Okay, Mr. Banks."
Young Ashley agreed and walked into the lounge, showing no fear of the corpse.
As she stepped forward, she untied the citrine pendant wrapped with a silver chain on her left wrist. After entering the room, she held the silver chain, let the pendulum hang down, and then entered a meditative state.
"The death of Viscount Stott was influenced by extraordinary factors."
"The death of Viscount Stott was influenced by extraordinary factors."
…
After seven times, she looked down at the citrine pendant and saw it rotating counterclockwise.
This means negation.
Ashley did not look at the dead state of old Viscount Stott. She took back the pendant and walked out of the room, shaking her head slightly at Mr. Banks who was wearing red gloves.
Mr. Banks is a member of the "Red Gloves" who temporarily supports their Nighthawks team, not her captain, so she uses this method of communication that blurs her identity.
Georgie Banks nodded slightly, then looked at another team member and said, "Tuke, it's your turn."
Tu Ke, who had too fair skin, said "Hmm", entered the lounge, and closed the door.
About ten minutes later.
He opened the door and walked out, bringing out a faint fragrance, and said: "No problem, Mr. Banks."
"Okay, we can go down."
Georgi took the two of them downstairs, and with a group of dignitaries watching in the main hall, he asked little Stott who came up to him:
"Who is Viscount Stott's personal servant? I still have a few questions to confirm with him."
Without waiting for anyone to identify him, the manservant, who was under great pressure, took a few steps forward and defended himself; "It's not me... I don't know..."
When the manservant came out, Georgi closed his eyes after confirming his target and pulled him into a dream.
In the dream, the manservant was still standing outside the lounge door.
Georgi walked up to him and asked directly: "Are you following Viscount Stout the whole time tonight?"
"Yes." The manservant replied in a slightly mechanical and jittery voice.
"Has Viscount Stout ever eaten anything unique?"
"No," replied the footman, "he only had a few glasses of wine, which everyone else had."
"Did you notice anything unusual?"
"No."
From closing my eyes to opening them, the whole process took less than a minute.
Therefore, in the eyes of everyone, Georgi acted like he was sorting out the questions he wanted to ask in his mind. What they didn't expect was that after opening his eyes, Georgi had lost interest in asking the valet.
He looked at little Stout in front of him and gave his final conclusion:
"The Nighthawks have confirmed that old Viscount Stott died normally. I hope he can find peace in the Deep Dark Heaven."
"Please grief."
Georgi stretched out his right hand, clicked four times clockwise on his chest to draw a crimson moon, and then turned around and left with the two team members.
…
Shortly after the Nighthawks team left, the Beyonders from MI9 arrived with a cooperating doctor.
After they learned the conclusion of the Nighthawks team, they still conducted an investigation. The most important measure was not only to have the doctor examine the body, but also to interrogate the valet.
The poor manservant peed his pants under the majesty and mental intimidation of the "interrogator".
Of course, the final conclusion is still that death is caused by normal sudden illness.
After the MI9 people left, the guests also left one after another, and Mr. Stout suppressed his grief to see off the guests.
After helping to clean up the banquet scene, Varina returned to his servant room.
After confirming the death of Old Viscount Stout, a strange feeling of detachment arose in his heart. It was an indifferent mentality, as if he was superior and had control over countless lives and deaths.
Wariner was certain that it was an illusion, the arrogance that arose from the fact that he had secretly manipulated the lives and deaths of others.
He doesn't like this feeling.
What he wanted was peace, a peace that did justice to life and death, preferably with a little bit of nausea.
He understands that becoming an "assassin" means he is destined not to be a good person in the popular sense, but this does not mean degeneration.
He didn't want to become a villain who had no regard for life.
The day after Stout Sr.'s death, his valet was angered by Mr. Stout Jr. and was fired by the butler.
Varina saw an opportunity to leave early, found an opportunity to deliberately make a mistake in front of Mr. Stout, and was also fired.
In order not to leave any loopholes, after he left the Viscount's house, he first went to the "Association for Helping Household Servants in the Metropolitan City" to update his resume and apply for a new job, and then disappeared into the vast crowd.
After spending one night at his residence in the Bridge District, Varina came to the Ketra Law Firm at 18 Movas Street in the Cherwood District for the second time.
In the office, the "instigator" Phagoro received him warmly.
"You are indeed a talent favored by Ms. Qili," Feigeluo praised bluntly. "Varina, you are simply a born 'assassin'. You completed the first mission so perfectly."
"You know, when I read the news in the newspaper that old Viscount Stott died of a sudden illness, I was simply surprised, because I didn't expect that it could really be completed within a month."
"You know, those experienced peripheral members who complete a task of this level for the first time usually need two or three months of patience. The maximum deadline I set for you is also two months. I didn't expect you to really It can be completed within a month.”
Varina held down Phagero's right hand, which kept patting his shoulder, and replied calmly:
"I'm not as powerful as you think. It's just a small idea and good luck. Luck is the key."
After making this perfunctory statement, he asked: "Can you contact Ms. Qili? You know, I completed the task and proved myself. I want to become an 'assassin' as soon as possible."
"By the way, I wonder if I can get a share of the reward for killing the Viscount?" Varina seemed to have suddenly thought of this question.
"Let's talk about Ms. Qili first. I can't contact her." Feigeluo leaned on the sofa, raised his head and smacked his lips before continuing: "But I just met her last week, and she has already finished Got promoted."
"Don't worry, she knows you accepted the mission from Viscount Stott. If she does it quickly, she might come to you in the next few days."
"As for the reward," Phigoro tilted his head and looked at Varina, "it is indeed generous. I estimate that you can get two thousand pounds."
His tone was quite sincere:
"But I suggest that you don't take it and exchange it for the 'Assassin' potion and the 'Instigator' formula. This is much freer than taking the money now and then having to accumulate contributions through tasks in exchange for the formula."
"Of course, it's up to you how you choose. I'm just suggesting."
