Transparent water drops fell from the leaves and dripped on Mr. Detective's shoulders. His dark gray eyes merged with the thick and dense sky behind him:
"Do you think that Colonel Corus Haken may have something to do with this airship accident?"
After listening to Ed telling the story of what happened in the Green Church, Mr. Eaton did not give his own opinion, but first asked Ed for his opinion.
"Yes, he gives me a very special feeling. People like him often have their own rules of conduct and will never take the law seriously."
"What about other relevant details? Is his breathing disordered, are there mud marks on the soles of his boots, is the type of soil consistent with this place, and which direction did he and Rowan go when they went out?"
"Ah this..."
Ed found it difficult to answer for a moment. It was originally just an ordinary chat, and he didn't pay attention to these details at all.
Who would bother with these trivial issues when they are idle?
"You have great talents, kid, but sometimes you rely too much on intuitive reasoning, and that's not a good idea. If you had any understanding of human nature, you would never trust it."
After saying that, he tugged on his collar and shook off the water drops on his shoulders:
"We'd better find a basis for reality before making a judgment. Call Quinn and let's go to the Green Church together."
…
"Aiya aiya, isn't this my dear brother, the all-knowing and almighty detective Bernard Eaton? What kind of wind brings you to this little shabby place?"
As soon as he entered the door, Dylan, an atheist with oiled hair and earrings, raised his voice and said strangely.
"Okay, no one who has anything serious to do comes to you. We are here to find traces of Rowan and that colonel." Quinn interrupted him directly.
"I'll leave as soon as I finish my work. I won't disturb you too much." Eaton took off his hat and said seriously.
"Okay, in that case, please don't turn this place upside down." Dylan spread his hands and bowed slightly.
Miss Hound pushed him away with her shoulder impatiently, and stepped on the toe of the fake priest's shoe. She lowered her head to look for clues:
"Well, we found Rowan's footprints."
She walked along the faint, undetectable stains on the ground. The old nun had swept the ground with a broom, but it did not affect Quinn's judgment at all:
"He stopped here, stood at attention, and hugged another person. The one on the opposite side should be the footprints of Corus Haken. The soles of the shoes are inlaid with iron plates and hob nails. They are standard officer leather boots. It is difficult to walk. There was a lot of crunching.”
No wonder Mr. George admired her tracking skills, which was obviously a talent developed through professional training.
The hunting dogs of the Divine Bureau are well-deserved...
Mr. Eaton took out his handkerchief, squatted down and gently wiped the remaining loose soil on the ground, and compared it with the contaminated forest soil on it:
"He has been to the outskirts of the forest, that's for sure."
After that, he followed the footsteps to the door, and the footsteps disappeared on the street outside the door.
"Rowan and Colonel Haken got on the carriage here." Eaton took out a tape measure and measured the distance between the ruts, "1.43 meters, the standard wheelbase of a two-wheel rental carriage."
"The rut turned a corner here, and the rental carriage turned around and headed to the Central District, the Golden Stag Restaurant."
"How did you figure out where they went?"
Ed couldn't help but question. He could follow Eaton's ideas on the previous ones, but he really couldn't figure it out here.
"Two elderly people with a high income would definitely not choose a shabby place for a gathering. Haken also mentioned barbecue, warmth and brandy, and the main dish of the 'Golden Stag' restaurant is barbecue and fresh oysters. In the cold Charcoal braziers are also provided in season.”
"...Although the first floor is crowded and crowded, there is a quiet and spacious private room on the second floor. If the colonel wants to say something to Rowan, he will definitely choose there."
"...The most important thing is that the place has a great reputation. Corus Haken is not a native of Silvermist City. The reputation of a restaurant is an important criterion for outsiders to refer to. To sum up, I believe he is most likely to This was chosen as the location for the narrative.”
I see. Ed lowered his head and pondered. He had heard of that restaurant, but he didn't expect such a connection.
"Are we going to the Golden Hart Restaurant now?"
"No, just Quinn and I will go. If this is true, we will not only have to face a legion of veterans, but we may also have to deal with the most terrifying shooter in Silvermist City."
Eaton turned around and told Ed:
"Now, I need you to immediately go to the branch headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation in Silvermist City - the black building next to the Bagpipe Bridge, and use the difference machine there to check the personal resume of Colonel Corus Haken. By the way, inform Ollie Miss Via remains alert.”
"clear."
Ed agreed immediately and stopped a two-wheeled rental carriage.
…
Central District, the "crow's nest."
This is what people call the Black Building. It is the habitat of the crows and the base camp of the Bureau of Investigation agents in Silvermist City.
The sun shines through the clouds, casting a dark glow on the back of the building, like a raven feather blocking the sun.
The security guard at the door stopped Ed.
"I am the new East District agent, Edgar Waikolo. Mr. Bernard Eaton asked me to check the information and inform Miss Olivia about relevant clues about the crash of the suburban airship."
Ed explained as he showed his crest of the Divine Adjustment Bureau.
"Please come in. Ms. Nightingale's office is on the left hand side of the third floor. There is a sign above." The security guard did not say much and made way for him.
Different from the shabby and casual East Branch, this one looks like the office building of a large company. Clerks in all kinds of suits and leather shoes hurriedly walked through. Potted palm plants were planted next to the trash cans in the lobby. Occasionally, people taking a break from their work could be seen smoking next to the potted plants.
Walking up the stairs and walking through the corridor, Ed quickly found Miss Olivia's office. Sure enough, there was a sign printed on it——
"Nightingale" Olivia Forrester
