Aiden couldn't help but look at Wentz, but Wentz still looked at the girl and ignored Aiden.
"When we counted the casualties in the bombing yesterday, no one mentioned anyone suspected of being your aunt." Wentz said somewhat seriously.
"They don't care at all," the girl's words gradually took on a hint of resentment. Her right hand that grabbed her left elbow seemed to be using a lot of force. She lowered her head and said, "Except for my mother, except for my mother." ..."
"Miss," Wentz interrupted the girl's words and said with some comfort: "Since your aunt has been staying in Newlin Manor for a long time, we will definitely be able to find someone who knows the traces of your aunt. Miss, your You are still injured, we can take you to the church for treatment."
The girl nodded and then said hesitantly: "Although my aunt is married, she never likes others to call her 'Mrs. Winter'. She has always been very dissatisfied with her marriage."
"Then what should we call her?" Wentz nodded casually and asked.
"She is proud of her original surname, and she prefers to be called 'Ms. Dauphin'." The girl said softly.
...
"Your current condition is too bad," Bernie frowned as he looked at Lunn, who was leaning against the wall a little weakly and resting with his eyes closed, and said, "The consequences of your full blow are too serious."
"Haha, if I don't help, how long are you going to be dragged by that guy?" Lunn retracted his hand holding the wall, stood up straight without showing any weakness, and said sarcastically.
Bernie shook his head, stretched out his hand to support Lun, and explained: "I admit that he knows me too well, otherwise, I wouldn't be dragged there by him, but I know him equally well. , so as not to be defeated by him.”
"The order given to me by the master is to solve the pursuit of you as soon as possible, and then hide you with me. The longer you are dragged there, the more difficult it will be to get you out of the sight of the people who are chasing you." Lunn said with a blank expression. Said expressively.
"You don't think that that guy is the only one chasing you, do you?" Lunn couldn't help but have a little ridicule on his face, looked up at Bernie and said.
Bernie was speechless and silently helped Len sit on the chair.
"To be honest, although I have not entered the core of your STER Brotherhood, I can also see that the Lord who supports you has already started to drive you out of the STER Brotherhood." Lunn said. He said looking at Bernie with interest.
"The Lord has tried several times to let others take your place. This time he finally had the intention of killing you directly..."
"Mr. Rambo, in order to cope with the danger that may exist at any time, I think you should take a good rest." Bernie frowned and interrupted Lunn's words, saying a little stiffly.
However, Lunn didn't seem to feel that he needed to rest, and kept chattering: "It's okay, it's very secret here, no one except me knew about it before."
"To be honest, I have always wanted to ask you, do you know the little tricks behind your assistant? I don't believe you as the founder..."
Bernie took a deep breath, ignored Len's question, turned around and walked out of the room.
But Lunn's figure blocked Bernie's way like a ghost, and said with a smile: "Anyway, whatever your original plan was, it is meaningless now, so just tell me."
"I know, okay." Bernie said impatiently.
"Aren't you angry? That guy betrayed you. If I were you, I would kill him directly." Lunn's tone sounded exaggerated, but his eyes were calm.
"He is not a betrayal. He is originally from the Lord." Bernie sneered and said, "Mr. Rambo, you are the ones with impure purposes in the Brotherhood."
Lunn shrugged and said with a smile: "Bernie, this was all in the past, our situation is different now."
He turned around and sat back in his chair: "However, although my purpose of joining the Ste Brotherhood was not pure, I was very serious about completing the assassination mission assigned to me, and I never did anything unnecessary. Mr. Hayden did not There are so many things for me to do.”
"And in the past few years, you have not only provided me with assassination targets steadily, but also provided me with good food and accommodation. I still have a lot of affection for the Ste Brotherhood."
Bernie frowned and said nothing.
"But to be honest, Bernie," Lunn moved to make himself more comfortable, and said, "Whether you admit it or not, the charges your Lord wants to accuse you of are not that involved. Simple."
Bernie looked at Lunn with some confusion.
Lunn smiled proudly and said, "I know a little bit about this matter. After all, Mr. Hayden is investigating some matters related to this matter."
"As far as I know, Hayden Elvis doesn't seem to dare to appear in the city." Bernie said with a strange expression.
Lunn couldn't help but pause for a moment, suppressed his blush and said: "There is no such thing, Mr. Hayden just..."
...
"'Honey Lambert's most effective description of the person he mentioned is 'He is a demon from the abyss.' So is the 'demon' here an exaggerated description made out of fear, or is it It refers to something... There seems to be no difference. It is obvious that that person definitely has extraordinary power... As for whether it is a 'demon' in the referential sense or a 'demon' in the real sense. , still needs investigation.”
"There is also the leather drum that the walking zombie told Poirot... Judging from the diary of 'Honey Lambert', it should be the thing that the walking zombie is looking for, and it is very likely that it will be found by the person who is still unable to Someone with a clear identity took it away...but the leather drum must have been on the Silver Rose for a period of time, otherwise the walking dead would not have found the Silver Rose..."
Agnes walked towards the location where she sensed her two waiters, thinking about various things in her mind. The search on the Silver Rose took a lot of time, and the crimson moon had reached directly overhead, and the moon was almost full.
Tomorrow is the full moon, and Agnes couldn't help but sigh. She is now convinced that tomorrow's full moon night will not be very peaceful.
Even though it seemed that she was not involved in the explosions of the Silver Rose and Newlin Manor for the time being, she always had a hunch that no matter what she did, something related to these things would definitely come to her tomorrow.
"It's such a terrible feeling not knowing what will happen..." Agnes held her head and sighed.
"Tomorrow...what will happen tomorrow? It won't be some cult organization trying to commit murder on the territory of the Zhengshen Church, right?"
"It always feels like it's very likely to happen..."
