When Sean came back, the passers-by on the opposite side were all looking at a man wearing linen clothes who was lying on the ground with his nose and face swollen after being beaten.
Seeing Sean pretending to be a passerby entering the coffee shop and walking over leisurely, Moonlight stood up with a serious expression: "Mr. Sean, you just violated Article 8 and Section 29 of the Explorer's Manual. !”
"What rules?" Sean opened the "Manual" in his mind. Article 8 clearly only had twenty-eight models. He sat down and took a sip of coffee.
Moonlight sat down and lowered her voice: "When you kick someone's butt, you have to call your teammates."
Sean laughed: "Okay, I'll add this - have you finished the drawing?"
Moonlight sighed as if she had missed a delicious meal, and continued to draw...
Soon after, Sean carefully folded the three portraits of Kennedy and placed them in his inner pocket. I slowly drank coffee with Yueguang, watching the ambulance across the street take away the unconscious members of the trial team, and the correctional officer whose belt was barely able to wrap around his stomach was writing notes for passers-by...
"When people from the association ask, just say that he attacked you first and you were just defending yourself." Yueguang smoked a cigarette and looked very comfortable. "Anyway, people in the association hate those idiots from the Judgment Team, no. Someone will hold you accountable for something like this.”
"I know, that's why I didn't wear your mask when I beat people up."
Moonlight turned to look at Sean in surprise, then narrowed her eyes in dissatisfaction.
Realizing that the correctional officer seemed to be planning to come across the street to inquire about the situation, the two naturally checked out and left.
On the empty tram, Sean said: "I just thought about it carefully, the portrait cannot be exposed too many times, the other party's ability is a bit weird, and we cannot let him notice our progress.
"Kennedy once took Aaliyah to Mr. Bill's banquet. I thought it would be most effective to visit Bill with a portrait."
Moonlight prompted: "You said that the memory of the photographer named Pierce was tampered with when he recalled Kennedy - will there be a situation like the previous investigation of Aaliyah, where Bill and all the guests lost everything about him? memory, or will it be erased as soon as you recall it?”
Sean looked at the streets passing by outside the tram: "Do you still remember the attribute of 'keeping secrets'?"
Moonlight nodded: "Keeping secrets is the effect of some mysterious heritage or ancient magic, which can prevent a certain thing from being remembered by people."
"Yes, it is a very powerful effect. Even among A-level and above mysterious legacies, it is extremely rare." Sean said, "However, among these mysterious legacies, even those with the strongest self-secret properties , the effect of this kind of active memory erasure is also limited - it cannot affect everyone, and it is impossible to completely remove all clues related to it.
"'Non-existence' and 'not remembered' are actually two concepts. The former cannot leave any traces, while the latter will always leave clues. And these clues will awaken the memory of its past over and over again."
Moonlight raised her eyebrows: These sentences are all from books, but Sean's memory always surprises him.
"However, have you noticed that Kennedy's forgetting characteristics are not extensive and powerful." Sean clasped his hands in front of his mouth, "The best evidence is that even if we paint a portrait of him and continue to discuss it, He said his name but was not affected in any way.
"So the forgetfulness before was not a characteristic of keeping secrets, but a magical spell with limited effects.
"If the mention of JFK, or the sight of his face, triggers this magic and causes the memory of any meeting with other people to be tampered with, then the investigation itself will not progress. I don't believe he could do such a thing."
Sean now has an idea in his mind of the effects that strong men can achieve - even if Kennedy had Ace-level strength, it would never be possible to achieve such effects.
Using magic to cover up or tamper with everyone's memories is impossible for a god to do.
"In my opinion, Kennedy should have discovered the photographer's behavior of photographing Aaliyah at the banquet, so during the conversation, he left a forgotten mechanical magic to the photographer and the film in his camera," the tram was running, Xiao En's thoughts were also racing, "Then, before leaving, he made it difficult for people to remember Aaliyah, who had no sense of existence in the first place.
“It is not difficult to do these two things, powerful magic can be achieved.
"As for himself, there must be other purposes for bringing Aaliyah to Bill's banquet. Moreover, he is likely to be confident in his disguise, so he used the limited memory erasure on those with more sensitive identities. On Arya.
"It doesn't matter if he uses enough force to make it difficult for ordinary people in attendance to recall him. Mr. Bill has explorers around him, and if we investigate deeply, there will always be some traces that have not been dealt with.
"So visiting Mr. Bill, and..." Sean thought of the Queen-level hypnotist wearing an owl mask, "his explorers, and asking them to help with the investigation would be the most secretive and direct method."
Since visiting Bill requires Moonlight's cooperation, Sean follows Moonlight to the Palm Tree Restaurant. After resting and having a meal in the restaurant, and after Moonlight got off work, the two took a car together and arrived outside Bill's mansion on Long Island.
The interior of the mansion was decorated with lights, and the sound of orchestra playing and people's laughter came from the large garden in front of the mansion - it was another feast.
"It's so lively." The fireworks blooming above the mansion were reflected in the moonlight eyes, and his eyes showed yearning, "I like parties, and I can play some interesting songs."
At this time, Sean and Moonlight stood under the shadow of a tree opposite the mansion gate. Sean teased: "How about we visit him without wearing masks next time, I recommend you."
"Come on." Moonlight waved her hand from top to bottom and straightened the black striped suit that she hadn't changed into. "I'm very busy. The boss of Palm Tree wants to tie me up in the restaurant."
Sean smiled, put on the mask of the Unknown Sea in the shadows, and said: "Even if I change my voice, they may be based on my speaking habits and some actions, combined with the fact that I am investigating Aaliyah, And guessed my true identity, so you will dominate the conversation for a while, and I will just be a silent follower."
Putting on the mask of a palace musician, Moonlight smiled and took out a cigarette: "Man, be smart!"
The light of fireworks and street lights illuminated his rather satisfied face. He turned his head to enjoy Sean's "attentive" cigarette lighting service and said, "You are my follower."
Sean sighed helplessly under his mask.
