Chapter: 2061
"West Balam is really chaotic. Even if it is just a small warlord, it is sometimes difficult to see which faction he belongs to and who supports him... Rose School of thought has a strong influence here? For me, the danger rises sharply..." Klein took Danitz's letter from Miss Messenger Reinette Tinekerr, opened it on the spot, and quickly browsed through it.
This made him feel that he should not go to West Balam himself, unless he followed Mr. Azik.
After watching Miss Messenger leave, Klein glanced at the letter paper he was holding, and thought about the issue of West Balam again.
He thinks that he must be prepared that Mr. Azik will not reply for a month, that is to say, when the beginning of July comes, he may just go to West Balam with a few military personnel, without the former "Death Consul" "Protect, in this way, the shadow of the Rose School of thought will always hang over his head.
"Two options. If it is determined that the danger is extremely high, then directly give up the identity of Dawn Dant�s. On the contrary, seriously consider the 'client list', and do not put any forces suspected of being involved with the Rose School of Thought into the scope of contact... Well, how about Preset the target first, so that the accident can be controlled... The information provided by Danitz should come from 'Vice General Iceberg', and there are two native generals who are quite unique here... Any other force, no matter what, will always be marked Is it closer to Loen, Intis, Feysac, or Fenepot? Maybe there are multiple internal factions with their own inclinations to reach a balance. They are the only ones. Foreign countries are not included in the notes, and only the Spiritual Order supports one... �" Klein read the contents of the letter from the beginning, and vaguely grasped something.
He initially suspected that the two native generals had connected with the Church of Knowledge. "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina did not mark them, but deliberately highlighted their specialness, and told Gehrman Sparrow that they could cooperate. object.
In this way, she doesn't need to worry about the possibility of Danitz leaking information, because there is no information to leak, only hints.
"Mesangyes, Katami...the former has the support of the royal family within the Spiritual Cult, and the latter secretly claims to be a descendant of the God of Death...Oh, even if it is true, they are descendants of countless generations. If you meet Ah Mr. Zik, what should I call it?" Klein laughed, shook his hand, and burned the letter.
He immediately enjoyed an exquisite afternoon tea in a semi-open room with a large balcony, until the butler Walter came in and whispered, "Sir, another police officer came to the door, because of the Caron suicide case."
The obvious clues in this matter always point to Dawn Dant�s, so even if Baron Syndras handles the follow-up, the police still have to visit from time to time, otherwise, those newspaper reporters will definitely say that they are dereliction of duty.
As for the attack on Congressman Macht, since Dawn Dant�s was only a relatively important witness, he was no longer disturbed after the statement was recorded.
"Invite them to the living room on the second floor next to the garden." Klein put the half-eaten light cream sponge cake back on the tray, and drank the lipstick tea ceremony.
As the master, he doesn't have to worry about wasting the afternoon tea, because the rest belongs to the servants and maids. If he eats cleanly every time, or asks to prepare it just right, his reputation for miserliness will be ruined in this neighborhood. Circulated among the servants, thus reaching the ears of ladies and gentlemen.
Walter responded without much change in expression: "They want to ask you to go to the police station, because today is the day for the Caron family to identify suspects.
"They said, I'm sorry, but it's a necessary process and there's nothing missing."
Klein slowly got up and said, "I can understand, Richardson, go get my coat, hat and cane."
Now that he has jumped out, he is quite willing to see what happened to Cuaron and his family from the perspective of a bystander, and how things will turn to Baron Syndras.
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North District Police Station, in a spacious room.
Klein saw Caron's family through a glass wall, an old gentleman, an old lady, a lady who was close to forty, a boy of fifteen or sixteen, and a girl who was less than ten years old.
Their eyes swept across the suspects behind the glass wall, and fell on Dawn Dant�s' face at the same time.
"It's him! It's him!" The boy shouted, his eyes turned red, his hands clenched into fists, and he tried to rush towards the glass wall.
"It's him, officer, it's him." The forty-year-old lady suddenly shed tears, looking at Dawn Dant�s with hatred and hatred in her eyes.
The little girl she led cried loudly: "Daddy! Give me back my daddy!"
The two old men wiped away their tears, one forcibly calmed down, and the other was sobbing that he was about to faint, and the atmosphere of sadness pervaded immediately.
However, Klein had never even seen them before.
Implanted with memory? He frowned slightly, sighed and wondered what happened to the Caron family.
At the same time, in the underground morgue of this police station.
Daly Simone picked up a pencil and began to draw a sketch with a slightly trembling body.
Because she came to the police station to help out, she might run into newspaper reporters when going in and out. Instead of wearing the usual psychic robes, she changed into a black and white checkered female police uniform, with upper body, lower body skirt, and knee-high leather boots. JrNovels.com
This made him feel that he should not go to West Balam himself, unless he followed Mr. Azik.
After watching Miss Messenger leave, Klein glanced at the letter paper he was holding, and thought about the issue of West Balam again.
He thinks that he must be prepared that Mr. Azik will not reply for a month, that is to say, when the beginning of July comes, he may just go to West Balam with a few military personnel, without the former "Death Consul" "Protect, in this way, the shadow of the Rose School of thought will always hang over his head.
"Two options. If it is determined that the danger is extremely high, then directly give up the identity of Dawn Dant�s. On the contrary, seriously consider the 'client list', and do not put any forces suspected of being involved with the Rose School of Thought into the scope of contact... Well, how about Preset the target first, so that the accident can be controlled... The information provided by Danitz should come from 'Vice General Iceberg', and there are two native generals who are quite unique here... Any other force, no matter what, will always be marked Is it closer to Loen, Intis, Feysac, or Fenepot? Maybe there are multiple internal factions with their own inclinations to reach a balance. They are the only ones. Foreign countries are not included in the notes, and only the Spiritual Order supports one... �" Klein read the contents of the letter from the beginning, and vaguely grasped something.
He initially suspected that the two native generals had connected with the Church of Knowledge. "Vice Admiral Iceberg" Edwina did not mark them, but deliberately highlighted their specialness, and told Gehrman Sparrow that they could cooperate. object.
In this way, she doesn't need to worry about the possibility of Danitz leaking information, because there is no information to leak, only hints.
"Mesangyes, Katami...the former has the support of the royal family within the Spiritual Cult, and the latter secretly claims to be a descendant of the God of Death...Oh, even if it is true, they are descendants of countless generations. If you meet Ah Mr. Zik, what should I call it?" Klein laughed, shook his hand, and burned the letter.
He immediately enjoyed an exquisite afternoon tea in a semi-open room with a large balcony, until the butler Walter came in and whispered, "Sir, another police officer came to the door, because of the Caron suicide case."
The obvious clues in this matter always point to Dawn Dant�s, so even if Baron Syndras handles the follow-up, the police still have to visit from time to time, otherwise, those newspaper reporters will definitely say that they are dereliction of duty.
As for the attack on Congressman Macht, since Dawn Dant�s was only a relatively important witness, he was no longer disturbed after the statement was recorded.
"Invite them to the living room on the second floor next to the garden." Klein put the half-eaten light cream sponge cake back on the tray, and drank the lipstick tea ceremony.
As the master, he doesn't have to worry about wasting the afternoon tea, because the rest belongs to the servants and maids. If he eats cleanly every time, or asks to prepare it just right, his reputation for miserliness will be ruined in this neighborhood. Circulated among the servants, thus reaching the ears of ladies and gentlemen.
Walter responded without much change in expression: "They want to ask you to go to the police station, because today is the day for the Caron family to identify suspects.
"They said, I'm sorry, but it's a necessary process and there's nothing missing."
Klein slowly got up and said, "I can understand, Richardson, go get my coat, hat and cane."
Now that he has jumped out, he is quite willing to see what happened to Cuaron and his family from the perspective of a bystander, and how things will turn to Baron Syndras.
����
North District Police Station, in a spacious room.
Klein saw Caron's family through a glass wall, an old gentleman, an old lady, a lady who was close to forty, a boy of fifteen or sixteen, and a girl who was less than ten years old.
Their eyes swept across the suspects behind the glass wall, and fell on Dawn Dant�s' face at the same time.
"It's him! It's him!" The boy shouted, his eyes turned red, his hands clenched into fists, and he tried to rush towards the glass wall.
"It's him, officer, it's him." The forty-year-old lady suddenly shed tears, looking at Dawn Dant�s with hatred and hatred in her eyes.
The little girl she led cried loudly: "Daddy! Give me back my daddy!"
The two old men wiped away their tears, one forcibly calmed down, and the other was sobbing that he was about to faint, and the atmosphere of sadness pervaded immediately.
However, Klein had never even seen them before.
Implanted with memory? He frowned slightly, sighed and wondered what happened to the Caron family.
At the same time, in the underground morgue of this police station.
Daly Simone picked up a pencil and began to draw a sketch with a slightly trembling body.
Because she came to the police station to help out, she might run into newspaper reporters when going in and out. Instead of wearing the usual psychic robes, she changed into a black and white checkered female police uniform, with upper body, lower body skirt, and knee-high leather boots. JrNovels.com
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