"A case that interests me? I'm afraid it's hard to find."
Ed laughed it off. Compared with Mr. Eaton, he is not a person who enjoys the process of handling cases wholeheartedly. He is driven forward more by a sense of responsibility.
"You'll know after seeing it."
Bai Ya had now returned to his usual pretentious self, smiling slightly and winking at Ed.
However, Ed was already immune to this, but Angelica next to him couldn't help but clenched her fingers.
"Since you said so, I'll go to the conference room and take a look." Ed stood up, "I'll find a way to pay you back the money as soon as possible -"
"Okay, don't embarrass yourself in front of your apprentice and go quickly." Byakuya waved his hand impatiently, motioning for him to go away.
Almost no one enters the conference room except for official occasions. A platter of ceramic tea sets waiting for use is placed in the center of the long table and is spotless. The cork board directly opposite is covered with labels and clues, and the thumbtacks are connected with thin cotton threads to show connections. This is Mr. Eaton's handiwork.
"Are these missions you have experienced?"
Looking at these intricately intertwined prints like spider webs, Angelica's caramel-colored eyes seemed to have stories flashing through them like a movie.
"Yes, I have experienced most of these." Ed took out the catalog from the file drawer nearby. "I still advise you not to have too high expectations for this job. Most of the time, we just interact with each other. Dealing with miserable people, desperate situations, and complicated paperwork.”
He didn't want Angelica to romanticize the job of an investigator. Not everyone can live in their own knightly world like Catalina. She has black gold armor, a "lake" barrier, and the broken hilt of the family heirloom sword——
The most important thing is that she does not work for the Bureau of Investigation.
"I don't hate paperwork. It's a pleasure to sort out the messy balls of yarn into organized threads." Angelica replied seriously.
"Really, that couldn't be better..." Ed shifted his gaze back to the event directory again.
Tracking down the whereabouts of Mr. Juice? Tracking down the eager club owner is a bit too dangerous for newbies. In the event of an emergency, I might not even be able to protect myself, let alone ensure her personal safety...
Brotherhood of the Circle? This one is probably more dangerous than the last one. They are all facing the same man-eating maniacs, the difference is just one person or a group.
Hoffender, Mr. Smile, these are all handled by Mr. Eaton personally. What's more, these tasks are not suitable for novices.
The Woodcutter and Fishing Gang made unusual personnel changes. Well... although there are certain risks, it can indeed be used as a starting point. After all, although these gangsters are vicious in their methods, at least they can still make sense. Even if something goes wrong, at least there is still room for surrender.
If there is no more suitable case, Ed is going to use this task as the first lesson to let Angelica experience the dangers and hardships of being a special operations investigator of the Bureau of Investigation.
Let’s tentatively investigate this matter first. Wait, the pineapple theft case...
Pineapple stolen? !
He focused his gaze on the next line, repeatedly checking for spelling errors, linguistic misunderstandings, or visual hallucinations.
Is it a slang term for a certain valuable item called "pineapple"? Or is it someone's code name?
However, after repeated verification, he finally confirmed that the stolen item was a pineapple. The orange-yellow tropical fruit that he had just eaten not long ago, "exudes the rich aroma of wine, rose water and molasses, unique to the rich New World, a delicious delicacy from heaven."
This is a report received by the police. Just one day ago, someone robbed an entire freight wagon of pineapples and stole about 150 kilograms of pineapples.
The entire crime process was carefully planned and arranged. First, an old carriage was used to block the road. Then someone cut the reins of the horses and detonated homemade black powder smoke bombs around the area.
A lot of noise and smoke drove away the horses pulling the carriage and the surrounding crowd. When the police arrived, only the empty freight carriage was left.
How could anyone steal this thing? ! Did he travel through time two hundred years ago?
If we go back two hundred years ago, the hard-to-buy pineapples were indeed worth stealing. But now, this thing can only be regarded as a high-end fruit at best. The price is limited, it is difficult to sell stolen goods, and it can spoil at any time.
Could it be that Squeaky Voice and Chunky Dump did it?
Ed immediately ruled out this suspicion. No matter how greedy these two people are, they wouldn't do such ridiculous things. The most important thing is that Ed doesn't think they alone can come up with such a well-thought-out plan and execute it perfectly.
The Nirvana Order is a terrorist organization, not a professional criminal group. They never map out a route of retreat.
Such a move may seem simple, but it is not something that a few masked men can do on a whim. A few fledglings carrying things and running away in the chaos will only be quickly captured by the police.
To do this kind of thing, you need to know the scheduling time and transportation route of the freight carriage in advance, be familiar with the environment and terrain around the route, plan the transportation means, evacuation route, and even make backup plans in advance. The most important thing is to understand and trust everyone involved in the crime.
For 150 kilograms of pineapples, based on the market wholesale price of 10 shillings per kilogram, this batch of pineapples is only worth 75 pounds at most. Although it is by no means a small amount of money for an individual, it is indeed not worth such a large-scale effort by a criminal gang.
A more likely guess is that this was a criminal gang that originally wanted to rob a vehicle escorting valuables, but for some reason (perhaps due to an error in intelligence) mistakenly robbed a truck transporting pineapples.
But even if such an emergency occurs, a professional criminal gang should immediately abandon the goods and evacuate the scene to reduce risk costs, rather than going to a lot of trouble to take away these low-value pineapples.
Could it be that the criminal really traveled through time two hundred years ago?
