"Let's sort out the information you just told me: you learned that Newlin Manor will use the cover of the underground trade fair to hold a gathering of Extraordinaries there. You participated in this gathering of Extraordinaries. At the end of the Extraordinary Meeting Then you heard a gunshot..." Wentz concluded.
"It's the sound of gunfire with a silencer," Agnes interrupted Wentz's words and emphasized: "The sound of gunfire with a silencer and without a silencer are completely different. That gunshot came from me. Coming from above my head, I can clearly distinguish it... Well, my sequence has a certain strengthening effect on hearing."
"Okay, it was a gunshot with a silencer." Wentz smiled helplessly, and then said: "You heard the gunshot and thought something had happened at this underground trade fair. In order to avoid trouble, you decided to leave early. ."
Agnes nodded: "Yes, after all, if an accident really happens, the identities of the participants will probably be checked. It is not a glorious thing for my identity to appear there."
"I understand," Wentz smiled and said, "And shortly after you left, the explosion happened."
"Yes, it was about five minutes before the gunshot," Agnes added.
"Then how did you come to the conclusion that the explosion was related to the Rose School?" Wentz asked.
Agnes looked a little complicated. She hesitated, took out Mr. Conti's rose brooch, put it on the table, and said: "My occult enlightenment teacher is a former member of the Rose School who seeks asylum from the church, and "This morning a lady whom I know told me that she had received information from a detective that the symbol on this brooch had been seen on a boat that was used to transport goods to Bonnard, the owner of Newlyn Hall."
"We know this symbol." Wentz glanced at the rose brooch, did not take it, and just nodded: "Did the lady you know tell you the identity of the detective?"
Agnes shook her head and said: She called the detective Detective Poirot. She said that she had warned Detective Poirot that for his own safety, it was best to seek help from the church early, but she didn’t know if the detective had Come. "
Wentz nodded: "Detective Poirot...Okay, I understand, I will contact the priest. Thank you for coming to provide information, Sister Pagani."
"Have the cases at Newlyn Manor been transferred to the Heart of Nature?" Agnes asked.
Wentz shook his head and said, "No, I guess the Police Department didn't find any clues to the extraordinary power in the Newlin Manor bombing, but I guess we'll have to ask the Police Department to take over the case later."
"It seems that I have added extra workload to you." Agnes said looking a little embarrassed.
Wentz shrugged and said: "The sooner we learn about these things, the luckier it will be for us. The Rose School has always been the target of our attack."
Agnes nodded, stood up, and said, "Okay, my purpose of coming today has been achieved. If I find other clues, I will come here to tell you."
"If we want to contact you..." Wentz stood up and looked at Agnes and asked.
Agnes hesitated and said to Wentz: "You can leave a message at Mrs. Wellington's restaurant on Sabers Avenue. I will go there often."
Wentz nodded, skillfully made a prayer gesture on his chest, and said with a smile: "Okay, I understand. May the Mother Goddess bless us to successfully find the conspiracy hidden behind this explosion."
Agnes also drew a prayer gesture on her chest and said with a smile: "May the Mother Goddess bless us."
She picked up the suitcase she had left by the door and walked out of the office.
...
"Come on, let's go." Agnes pressed the brim of her hat on her head and said to Vicente Poirot.
"Aren't we going to make some disguises?" Vicente asked after running a few steps to catch up with Agnes.
"I don't need it. But, do you think you need it?" Agnes stopped, turned around, looked at Vicente and said with a smile.
Vicente tapped the cane in his left hand on the ground twice uneasily, and looked at Agnes suspiciously.
"Mr. Poirot, you don't need to be so nervous," Agnes smiled and scanned Vicente's body and said: "Art Street itself belongs to the Brotherhood of St., whether you are pretending or not, you should be You will be spotted by the Sturt Brotherhood when you walk into Art Street. I still suggest that you choose to entrust me to tie Mr. Bernie Sturt to you. It will be easier... Well, the price Same."
"Miss Boethia, please stop joking." Vicente said with a wry smile.
"I never joke." Agnes said with a raised eyebrow.
Vicente looked at Agnes, the smile on his face gradually disappeared and he stopped talking.
"Well, it seems that Mr. Poirot still insists on his previous commission." Agnes shrugged and said with a slight sigh: "Then Mr. Vicente, in order to avoid the people who searched me, successfully took you away. To get to Art Street, I think we need to take some unusual roads.”
"Are you ready? M. Poirot?" Agnes asked Vicente with a teasing smile.
Vicente became a little uneasy under Agnes' gaze. He opened his mouth and tried to ask something.
"Forget it, it doesn't matter whether you are ready or not." Agnes grabbed Vicente directly and carried him on her shoulders before he could ask.
"It may not be comfortable, please bear with it." Before Vicente could react, Agnes grabbed Vicente's legs tightly with one hand, grabbed the wall with one hand and jumped up Turned up.
"Wait...wait..." Vicente finally spoke.
"In order to arrive safely, you have to be a little patient." Agnes curled her lips and did not put Vicent down.
She ran straight along the wall towards Art Street.
...
"Okay, the tallest building over there is the Brotherhood of St., um... stronghold? Base?" Agnes put Vicent down in the corner and pointed to the three buildings not far away. Floor House said.
Vicente held his stomach, looked pale, looked weakly in the direction pointed by Agnes's finger, and nodded.
"Bernie Ste's office is on the third floor. Last time I jumped in through the window, knocked out Bernie Ste's guard, and then climbed out of the window again. I guess they will do it this time. Strengthen the monitoring of the windows, we may need to think of other ways to get in." Agnes said looking a little proud.
Vicente looked at Agnes with a strange look in his eyes.
Agnes raised her eyebrows and asked, "What's wrong? Is there any problem?"
