"Some pictures. Here."
The room was dark, but Roma could see the contents of the photo in her hand with just a glance. It seems that she didn't lie and what she said was true. "But why are you telling me these things? You're Dean Rubin's subordinate, right?"
"Former subordinate. I am a police officer in the Public Security Bureau, and my immediate boss is Sergeant McCann Johnny. Now my job is to maintain security in the city of Bloomnot and fight crime." The detective girl shrugged, "That's right. , I changed my career. It was before you met me."
He moved from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to the Affairs Department. Rome had to admit that this was a prospect that many messengers dreamed of developing. She had been in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs for a while and was well aware of the apprentices' desire for a stable life and a fixed position. After all, not everyone is the protagonist of prophetic dreams.
"I cannot tell you what your intentions are, Mademoiselle Poirot." She seized the photograph and rubbed the edges with her fingernails. "These people may have come to find you, to persuade, threaten, or induce you...the ultimate goal is to hope that you return to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs to use your talents. Thinking at the best, you didn't want to, so you secretly took some photos and came to me to say some alarmist things. , let me solve the trouble for you... What if this is not true, is it because I can't find any evidence? "
"I'm still too tired to talk to you, Roma." Agatha said, "If it were Uriel, he wouldn't doubt me."
Uriel is a priest of Gaia, and only a fool would lie to his face. "I doubt you, and you are impatient; I don't doubt you, and you think I can fool you!" The little lion flicked his tail, "If it weren't for Uriel, do you think I would be willing to deal with you?"
"There's something you need to know, Roma." The detective raised a finger. "Let's put it this way, no matter what I think, this is exclusive news, related to your good friend. You should accept my favor. . My purpose and wishes are yours to consider, but you shouldn’t use them to question me and expect me to give you an answer that satisfies you. You are neither Lord Kongjing nor a high-ranking official, right?"
"That's right," she said coldly, "I won't force you to speak."
"Let's live in peace, okay? At least in this matter, we have the same purpose."
certainly not. Roma thought. I was worried about Uriel's house in case there was any petty theft while he was away. And Agatha Poirot, this cunning detective never does useless work, maybe for intelligence, maybe because she is worried about revenge after leaving her job, or simply because of curiosity. All in all, she came to the door because she wanted to find out the purpose of the law enforcement team.
Roma knew that Miss Detective was an excellent detective who could solve mysteries and learn the truth. However, as a collaborator, she often does not hesitate to take advantage of the other person, making it difficult for others to notice. Sometimes Roma would feel something in herself was offended.
She tried her best to control her emotions and asked, "Tell me from the beginning."
"As you can see. Well. They showed up. In the night. Silently. Not forty yards from my window. I took the photo as proof, otherwise someone would have thought I could summon the Bansi girl while sleepwalking. Monster."
Roma looked carefully. There are many photos, and at first there are shallow traces: broken blades of grass, mud and sand spilled on the stone slabs, fingerprints on the window glass. Then it turned into human figures, pedestrians, passers-by, and homeless people dressed in different styles, but they were all paying attention to the house consciously or unconsciously. In the last few photos, all the doubts in the photos disappeared, leaving only the clean yard. This is certainly not a good sign, but it does mean that the snoop's methods have escaped the capture of mortal lenses.
Mysterious skills. She thought through gritted teeth. What else could it be?
Uriel left Blumnot, and so did York and Dalton. There was no one in the house at all. But each photo hints at the possibility that someone is spying on Uriel's home.
"You are neighbors," she suggested. "Maybe these people are here to find you."
"I hope so. In fact, since the emergence of the law enforcement team, Mr. Rubin has no need for me."
"I heard that his law enforcement team brings him more reports every day than the Affairs Department."
"Emergency times call for extraordinary measures."
Her tail whipped the floor. I've heard this a hundred times. From Helen to the Lord Prophet, and even Sabina, it seems that everyone has nothing to do but care about the war. Roma almost showed her fangs, but she held back. I wonder how many fallen leaves accumulated on the streets of the Tower Headquarters during the Battle of Sky Island Huoklin? Maybe there are children starting a fight with leaves.
"That's not true." Sometimes I feel like I'm being unreasonable. Roma suppressed her anger and said, "Brumnot has not mobilized for war so far, and the Tower of Sky is still peaceful."
The detective's eye twitched. "Don't be too sure." She touched her wound, which was left in San Carlos, the "City of Fog" not long ago. "No one will warn us before the real war comes."
"What do you mean? Real war?"
"Could it be that you didn't notice?"
Roma couldn't deny it. In recent days, the atmosphere in Cloyin Tower has not been the same as before, and it only eased slightly when the battle report arrived. Everything stems from the fateful meeting after the "Battle of Huoklin". The Green Envoy proposed to establish a team of internal law enforcers to ensure that the mistakes of the Sky Island Detection Station would not happen again. With the endorsement of war, the Prophet quickly approved his proposal, but this ultimately only resulted in Dean Rubin and his hawks wreaking havoc in the tower, giving the Stewards a huge headache.
She couldn't help but think about the ending after meeting the prophet. "This is the responsibility of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs." She could almost imagine the tone of the saint! Just spare me.
"That's just the beginning, Roma." Agatha told her, "For example, the Alliance. The Demon Hunting Legion in the mysterious realm, eh? There is no doubt that the actions of the Alliance affect the entire Knox, and the birth of the 'Alliance' It’s still unknown. No matter how nice things are at the negotiation table, if we really get together...the Fulcrums of Order will start working before we find the devil.”
"I know about this." When people from different mysterious fulcrums come together, they will inevitably have to compete.
In order to retain the power of hunting demons, the mysterious creatures organized a friendly competition. The mysterious fulcrum represented by the winner will become the leader of the coalition. When the live broadcast is broadcast to the whole of Penia Io through alchemy items, the streets and alleys are filled with bets on the outcome, and the interior of the tower is no exception.
Naturally, most of the participants were members of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The messengers refused to allow the astrologers to place their bets. Roma was eager to try, until Sabine whispered in her ear that a Theta "Ye Weston" from the Oath Keepers League would win the final victory.
Roma was disappointed and wanted to know why the astrologer didn't send a stronger messenger to change the predicted future. "Many people haven't come on stage yet!" she protested. "We have the messenger from Gaohuan, and Uriel. He can definitely defeat the big grape."
Sabina thought it was not necessary at all: "Let them fight for it. The great astrologer is the real commander of the coalition. Without the guidance of the astronomy room, our powerful allies can't even find the enemy." Then she sent her mentor Larsen Share the matter of becoming the marshal of the coalition forces with Roma. When the little lion heard this, he suddenly felt that winning in the competition at the mysterious fulcrum was not a big deal.
The real honor belongs to the "Eye of Iron", and Roma still remembers the joy of being honored in her chest. She suddenly had a deeper understanding of the "involvement" mentioned by the prophet.
"The astrologer did not participate until the end of the competition," Roma said. "Clointa is the true commander of the coalition, no matter who wins."
"This is a risk-free victory, thanks to the special status of the astrologer." Agatha said nonchalantly, "It's not a battle at all. What I'm talking about is the war that happened inside the tower. War. No. Fighting. It’s not even a competition. Just look at how many envoys signed up to fight, and you’ll understand.”
"Most of the emissaries are not at headquarters."
"They are eager to get out of here." The detective smiled, "Today's high towers and the demon hunting movement on the ground, I can't tell which is more dangerous."
Roma was very suspicious: "Why? You will die if you go to the battlefield."
"At least they deserved their death and can still have the honor of soldiers. If they die under the knife of the law enforcement team, they will be despised."
She is accusing law enforcers of abuse of power. If I go to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and report it, Roma thought, we'll have something to watch. Why does she want to give me an excuse? "It's the law enforcement teams that people despise."
"In any case, they are a branch of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, serious 'law enforcement officers'. The people you are talking about are not real people, but members of the Croyin Tower. Look, I am the police officer, protecting Vigilantes are the ones who ensure order, while the enforcers of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs are nothing but supervisors.”
One pointed the blade at the enemy, and the other pointed it towards one of his own. After Roma thought about it for a moment, she felt uncomfortable all over, no matter which side she was in. As a person under supervision, it is difficult for her to have a good impression of the law enforcement team, and if she is a party to supervision... one day, I must first catch Dean Rubin's revengeful bastard.
Roma put down the photo. She couldn't help but feel itchy when she thought of the quiver that had been left in the medical department. I prefer shooting arrows through the enemy's face than machinations. Who doesn't like that? But she couldn't do that.
The Green Envoy has the power to appoint anyone as a scout. The Prophet told her so.
"I understand what you mean. The Blue Messenger doesn't need you, and you are Uriel's neighbor...could it be that these jackals came to your door?"
"There is such a thing."
"You entertained them with your wisdom, and then came to me to inform me?"
"Obviously, their target is not me." The detective said.
Of course, you are one of them. Not as a member of the law enforcement team, but as the eyes and ears of the Blue Envoy. Roma was not stupid enough to believe that it was a coincidence that Agatha and Uriel were neighbors. Maybe she was here to set a trap for me.
With York and Dalton at the forefront, Roma would never allow her friends to be threatened again in what she regarded as her back garden. But she decided to wait and see for a while: "But that's Uriel's home, have you forgotten? Who dares to take his idea?" If the commander went to see the prophet, he would definitely not get juice.
"You make sense." Agatha nodded. "But to put it another way, someone is really trying to figure him out right now. What do you think this means?" she asked.
Roma paused. Is this some kind of hint? Or is it an unfounded inference? "They'll get nothing," she decided.
"Let's see."
On the eve of the High Ring Ceremony, when Larsen took Roma to visit his old friend Dru Yin, she suddenly received a message from the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The initiator was none other than the "Blue Envoy" Dean Rubin.
Our famed "Queen of Detectives" was unfortunately right. The two-dimensional rectangular staircase "mailbox" brought a notice: In order to hunt down the demons hiding in the city, the law enforcement team began to investigate the residents of Blumnot one by one.
"I know about this." Drew Yinez Haines said, "The coalition forces found the 'Lord of the Hell'. He is actually an adventurer friend of the Earl of Red Valley, and can even sit in on the staff discussions. No wonder you deployed It didn’t work, Larsen.”
"It would be the same without him! God, I never thought that one day I would personally command a war involving millions of people."
"I heard you did a good job."
"It's the credit of the executioner." The great astrologer snorted, "Of course, it is also their responsibility to make mistakes. The star in the fog. It turned out to be a star from hell. Faf Tanner did bring a big fish, but it turned out to be He escaped."
"That's a demon lord. Such people always have many ways to escape."
"You don't understand, Haynes. The sky realms are also different. Maybe Lord Prophet should send a commander instead of me and Ronald. After all, the two of us combined are no match for the Lord of the Pit. "
"How powerful is the devil?" Roma wanted to know.
"The Lord of the Pit, Whitehead, whose real name is Sin'e. This man is a high-circle explorer, known as the 'Prosthetic Hand', which means he only has one arm." Larson told her, "When he exposed his identity and escaped, Saint The Knight Commander and the Law Wizard Shania joined forces to stop one person. As a result, one person was slightly injured, but the opponent was only a little embarrassed. Then the Earl of Red Valley participated in the battle and was also injured by the demon. If the 'Secret Box' hadn't rescued him in time, this would have been impossible. Women cannot escape death.”
Roma was startled.
"In a head-to-head confrontation, the Law Wizard is no match?" Ezdigu said.
"Shania was a little more reluctant, but if it were replaced by the secret box, it would be the devil's turn to escape." Larson judged, "In one-on-one, Lord Rammons can handle it enough. He was not injured at the time, and he still had the ability to protect the ship. Otherwise, the troop division school will have to reduce one-tenth of its personnel along the way, seriously slowing down the progress of the battle."
"Where is the Earl of Red Valley?"
"Your Excellency 'The Devourer of Elements' restrained the Elementalist, but she has no secrets in front of the enemy. That traitor." He frowned, "Oh no, Nightingale. I figured out her mysterious profession early on and made targeted restrictions. Our Lord Count showed up at the door, as helpless as a panicked little girl. It was so ugly."
"In short, it is necessary to investigate internally and do a good job of screening." "Eye of Ain" said, "This matter is a lesson learned from the past and must not happen again. The Green Envoy Dean Rubin has no talent when it comes to selecting his subordinates. A bunch of jackals, but jackals have their uses. He himself is a master of dogmatism and will never change his mind even if the law enforcement team makes everyone complain."
So that's it. Roma felt chilled after hearing this. It is not the "Young Envoy" who has gained power in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. The Destiny Assembly is using him to eliminate dissidents. Agatha Poirot rejected the invitation of the law enforcement team. Did she already know the inside story? Now that she understands, what about the Qing Envoy himself?
Maybe he knows too. Dean Rubin has long played an unlikable role in Hocklin. The war would bring him fame, but it was hard to say that anyone would love him. This is true for the two ministers of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs. At least the White Envoy did not set up battlefields in floating island countries when he was in charge of foreign wars... Roma thought of Agatha's words. She told me that Mr. Rubin needed merit and victory.
need. It means that a certain possibility becomes inevitable, and in the field of possibility, no one is more authoritative than astrologers. Perhaps the astronomy room realized this earlier than he himself did.
At this time, Eze frowned, seeming to remember something. "Will these scoundrels find their way to Burg Street?"
"Officer Poirot lives at No. 221 Burg Street." Larson didn't take it seriously. "She was Dean's subordinate. She had done some service in Hocklin not long ago. She has some kindness. This is just a small fight. No, the main event will be on the battlefield on the ground."
Dru Yin was very unhappy: "Just tell me the answer. Why do you need to explain it so clearly?"
"Ion's Eye" picked up the rabbit from the carpet. "After all, I can't tell anyone else."
"There is no doubt that these things will drain your brain. I advise you to think less." Haines disagreed. "The struggle is not limited to the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, the Affairs Department and the Astronomy Office, and even the Logistics Department are under attack. Spread. Blumnot is the core and top priority of the entire Croyin Tower, but now it has been raided... How will you end up in the future? Ask the Lord Prophet for help? "
"The prophet will not interfere. Do you think I am willing to go to such great lengths?" Larson asked depressingly. "The meeting was absent, the laboratory door was locked, and even the observation deck was unattended! I don't know what he is busy with, and I can't find his people at all. Tell me, what will happen to the demon hunting war without the leadership of the prophet?"
"Maybe your Excellency has something important to do." That's all Aiz could say. Roma's bad mood eased slightly. If the prophet is busy and I choose this opportunity to disturb him, it is normal for him to be rejected.
"...When the 'Second Truth' of the Silent School came to visit, the Prophet did not come forward. I tried my best to persuade the commander to greet him, but in the end, they almost fought in front of him."
Eze shuddered. "Is this happening?"
"Of course. Our Minister of Foreign Affairs has this ability." "Eye of Ain" sighed, "Except for Huoklin's envoy, the entire Destiny Assembly was present to witness it with their own eyes... They probably restrained themselves, I can't tell."
"That's not conducive to cooperation," Eads muttered. "The mysterious realms unite to deal with the devil."
"If you ask me, the devil is just a trapped beast, and the real enemy is beside us. As a mysterious fulcrum, who can threaten us more than the other fulcrum? However, it should not be at this time, and it should not be brought to the table. superior."
"Maybe it's the other person's fault."
Larson agrees. "The School of Silence is indeed not worthy of trust. Wizards have been blasphemous to the truth since ancient times. The fight will not disappear, it will only be postponed. Instead, we have paid more, and even the observation deck, uh..." The second half The words are vague.
Roma originally wanted to hear what happened, but she was no stranger to the "Observation Deck". Thinking of the stupid things he had done, the little lion quietly slipped out to avoid being settled by his mentor. Behind the door, she could still hear Larson's tired and anxious tone. Suddenly, a strong feeling of guilt came over me. She realized she had little empathy for Larsen's feelings.
This feeling lasted until I arrived at the Sheriff's Department. Officer Poirot's subordinate, a bald detective named Wittek, brought her to Agatha. In the reception room, the desk reflects the dazzling sunlight. "You look like you're going to regret it," the detective said bluntly.
"No," Roma muttered.
"It doesn't matter. You didn't promise me anything anyway."
But you tipped me off. Roma didn't like this feeling of being owed a favor, but if he agreed to protect this woman, it would be tantamount to participating in the struggle of the Ministry of Foreign Affairs, which would definitely cause Larson trouble. "Maybe, I mean, maybe, you can go to the Commander-in-Chief and give it a try. The Qing Envoy doesn't dare..."
"Okay, honey, stop talking. I'm looking for protection, not advice."
A note crossed the table and stopped in front of her. Roma raised her head and looked at the detective lady. The latter shrugged and said nothing. She began to doubt it, and it turned out that it was the law enforcement team's action plan and search route. The former came from unknown sources, and the latter was information compiled by the Public Security Bureau.
But after reading it, Roma felt like she had been fooled. "There is no Burg Street." Uriel's home is at No. 222 Burg Street, Agatha's neighbor.
She thought that Dean Rubin would not give up targeting the White Envoy's apprentice, but the law enforcement team let him go.
"Of course, it's not luck. I just revealed some inside information, such as the fact that the commander-in-chief has been here recently." The detective smiled and said, "They don't need to believe me. It's just that it's better to have more than less."
Roma almost tore the paper to pieces. This news can be called an absolute defense. Not to mention the law enforcement team, most of the Destiny Assembly will definitely hide as far away as possible. The Qing Envoy himself may be so stubborn, but a small person has the wisdom of a small person, and it would be unjust to die at the hands of the commander.
Agatha seemed fearless. "The commander hasn't shown up recently, has he? It's best this way, otherwise my lie will be exposed."
"Hell, aren't you worried about being visited by the White Envoy?"
"I have more urgent things to worry about. The danger comes from the astronomy room, or rather, your former mentor, Your Excellency."
Roma became alert: "What do you mean?"
"Don't be nervous. It's my worry, not yours... Let's put it this way, I probably delayed his plan."
Suddenly, the discussion between Larsen and Eze about the Blue Envoy came to mind. They spoke of the end, but the prophet remained silent. Could it be that Larsen wants to stop the Green Envoy himself? "Plan?" She hesitated.
"No matter what, the Green Envoy is still just the deputy minister. The commander should come forward to clean up the mess he made. Currently, the White Envoy is missing at the headquarters, and the demon hunting campaign is still going on. He may also have important matters. Only when I am... the Green Envoy's law enforcement team dare to be so unscrupulous. After all, no matter how important No. 222 is, it is just an empty house at this moment."
Roma bit her lip.
The detective lady glanced at her. "The law enforcement team made a symbolic inquiry to cope with the orders from above. Both parties are in peace."
But you exaggerated and came to me with photos. The little lion flicked his tail in annoyance. Not to Poirot, but to himself. She was almost fooled!
"They think well, but this is not what the astrologers want. The law enforcement team cannot know the White Envoy better than the Destiny Assembly or the astronomy room. No matter what, they will be unlucky and will eventually be implicated in Qing Zhi who supports the law enforcement team. By then, the fight in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs will be on the surface." The detective lady told her, "I think this is the plan of the astronomy room."
"You warned them." The hair on Roma's back stood up.
"I must do it," said the Detective Queen calmly.
"I am not from the astronomy room." Roma reminded, "but I am absolutely loyal to my mentor. Let me tell you, Agatha Poirot, the consequences of you looking for me are no different from those of looking for Larson. Your actions have crossed the line. "If all this is true.
"You don't understand anything, Roma. The Affairs Department is preparing for the new fire ceremony."
The little lion didn't understand: "Fire ceremony?"
"The time has been advanced. That's right. Who told Order to start hunting demons? In short, such reckless actions as the law enforcement team will not work. The tower will definitely adopt a softer approach to appease the disturbed Blumnot." Agatha took back the note and threw it into the fireplace. "This is my speculation. But last time, after the incident with my demon mentor, my speculation has always come true."
It seemed like a long time passed. She didn't speak, but watched the flames jump quietly.
Roma didn't speak either, even though she was full of doubts. At this time, she can no longer regard Agatha as one of her own, and must rely on herself to solve mysteries - mysteries about the astronomy room, the Ministry of Foreign Affairs and the gathering of fate. Although the Sky Tower has not yet engaged in demon hunting, it is already in the midst of a storm. She had a premonition that the storm was rising and would shake the entire tower in the near future. Disconcertingly, she still couldn't see clearly the outline of the storm.
There was a knock on the door. "Sir, this is Biller." After receiving permission, he walked in and brought a stack of files. The detective consultant sighed and put his work on the table. "Where's Whittaker?" she asked.
"He and Hand went to the scene. A floating corpse appeared in the Yeyu River."
"Unfortunately," muttered the detective, "unless that floating corpse is Minerva Benfin."
"Who is that?" Roma frowned.
"A has-been star, a musical performer, and a criminal on the loose. But someone is willing to pay a lot of money to protect her. What can I do?"
He must be someone you don't like. Roma could tell. As for the floating corpse and the case, to be honest, her mind was in a mess right now and she had no time to think about it. "Then I won't disturb your work." The little lion said politely, "I wish you good luck, Agatha."
