Mystery: Shadow of Order Chapter 366

Bayam, Governor's Palace.

The dead silence in George Negan's office.

Prince Sonia, "Chaos Hunter" Grove Augustus had no expression on his rectangular face, and the two beards above his lips were slightly raised, looking at George Nie who strangled himself to death behind his desk. root, spit out a word:

"Segnol!"

Admiral Amelius had a solemn expression on his face, the corners of his slightly drooping mouth twitched slightly, his eyelids drooped, and there was some helplessness and mirth in his blue eyes.

Edward Leto's resolute face is covered with thick shadows, and the deep black eyes seem to be burning with real flames, and it seems that there is a cold that freezes everything. Around his mouth, there is a thick beard, and the black freely scattered. The long black windbreaker on his hair and body is windless and automatic, the muscles under the white shirt bulge, and thick black curly hairs grow faintly on the bare skin.

I thought I would be able to get rid of the threat from MI9 temporarily after this operation, but "Silent Disciple" Jakes escaped, Senor disappeared, and most of the cadres disappeared, only the fleet was still there, destroying the fleet When he returned, he found that his biggest supporter, George Negan, had died!

"cough"

Amelius coughed lightly, which made Edward instantly calm down. He glanced at Prince Grove and lowered his head silently.

There was a howling wind in the air, and a figure rushed into the room from the window. It was "Sea King" Ion Kottman. His blue hair that was twice as thick as a normal person was still floating. His face was extremely ugly and his voice was low. :

"There is news from Backlund that Duke Negan was assassinated."

The three demigods were stunned at the same time, and turned to look at George Negan behind the desk. This matter became more and more troublesome.

Church of the Waves.

In the prayer hall, Alger Wilson was sitting on a wooden bench, looking at the holy emblem of the storm, and fell silent.

Before, he received a corresponding task to investigate the whereabouts of the "Admiral Blood" fleet, but in order to get the six crystal feathers of "Blue Shadow Falcon", he went to the primitive island.

As soon as he returned to Bayam, he heard from Bishop Chogori that the trail of Senor had been found and the siege had begun. But it didn't take long before news came that George Negan, the governor of the Rhodes Islands, had strangled himself to death in his office, and the suspect was Senor.

Afterwards, the clergy who participated in the siege of the Senor fleet also returned one after another, but the results were not satisfactory.

Just now, when Chogori was about to entrust him with the task of tracking the whereabouts of Senor, he received another notice and left in a hurry, and then Alger heard the wind whistling in the air. Ann Courtman.

He suspected that Senor had been discovered. If so, he would have just escaped the mission, but his spirituality told him that he might be in big trouble.

Chogory hurriedly returned to the prayer hall. Although his face was serious, Alger could still see the hidden panic. Just as he was about to salute, he was shocked by Chogori's words and stopped.

"Duke Negan was assassinated."

"what?"

The underground area of ​​the Steam Church.

A palm stroked the quaint silver mirror three times, and a low voice sounded:

"Dear Arrodes, my question is the exact location of the 'Apostle of Desire' who assassinated Duke Negan."

The water light floats on the silver mirror, which outlines a forest. The picture quickly pulled in, a dark shadow clinging to the ground, and Jason Beria's distorted face emerged in it, and then burst into countless fragments.

"That 'Desire Apostle' died?"

Ikanser couldn't believe it, this guy escaped, but now he is dead, in a forest?

"It should be the person who was instructed to silence him." Carlson, a member of "Heart of Machines" on the side, helped his glasses with thick lenses.

"That's right, but how did he escape the search for the Sealed Artifacts of the Church of the Night?"

"The MI9 people said they were taken away."

"Then it's totally possible to kill him in the sewers?"

"It should be to avoid that '1' level sealed artifact."

Ikanser ignored their discussion, because Arrodes' problems had already surfaced:

"What color **** do you like best?"

Ikanser's face suddenly flushed, and he felt as if smoke was coming from the top of his head.

He spit out a word with great difficulty:

"red."

The room suddenly became extremely quiet, and Carlson and the others looked at the corner pretending nothing had happened.

Ikanser sat down in prostration, scratched his fluffy hair, and prepared to ask a second question.

Carlson couldn't bear to say:

"Deacon, let me give it a try."

"...Try not to enter the punishment session." Ikanser finally nodded in agreement.

Carlson confidently imitated the deacon's actions, stroking the surface of the silver mirror three times, and the other members gathered around again.

"Dear Arrodes, my question is, who is the one who took away the 'Apostle of Desire'?"

The water light floated, the image changed, and the silver mirror surface first showed a figure, no man or woman could be seen, it was covered by a layer of pale mist.

Then, the surface of the silver mirror was completely covered by that layer of pale mist,

"It may be two people, but these two people cooperated, one instructed and the other acted." Carlson looked around, "or the person behind him noticed Arrodes and used some kind of ability to completely cover himself up."

He thinks that he has no ulterior secrets, and he doesn't need to pay attention to the follow-up questions.

This time, Arrodes gave the choice: problem, task or punishment.

Carlson said without hesitation:

"question!"

On the surface of the silver mirror, **** words were quickly outlined:

"You solve it by hand every day?"

Carlson's lips moved, only to feel his ears quickly become hot.

Although this was something he thought was normal, giving the answer in front of so many teammates and bosses still gave him the urge to bury his face on the ground.

"Yes..." He replied very quietly.

The people around didn't change much, but I could vaguely feel that someone was relieved.

Compared to Ikanser, Carlson's problem is nothing.

A "secret spy" frowned and asked:

"Can we confirm that the person who took and killed the Apostle of Desire was the same person who directed him to assassinate Duke Negan?"

"Is there any problem with this?"

"I think it must be one person or someone from the same force!"

"No, we can't make the previous mistake again. We must remember Detective Moriarty's reminder." Ikanser did not rule out this possibility. "Anyway, it's just to ask the esteemed Arrodes a few times."

The others nodded and looked at all corners of the room at the same time, including Carlson who asked the question before. Obviously they didn't plan to ask questions.

Ikanser sighed helplessly and took off his hat. He had a hunch that Arrodes' question might be very unfriendly.

He clenched his fist first, then stretched out his five fingers and stroked the surface of the silver mirror three times.

In the subtle mist, Ikanser said in a low voice:

"Dear Arrodes, my question is, who, or which force, instructed the 'Apostle of Desire' to assassinate Duke Negan?"

The silver mirror did not change for a short time, and it took a while to float the water and outline a scene like an oil painting:

It was the plain where the sun was about to set, and the vast fields were covered with pale golden afterglow.

"It's different, there's no pale mist to cover it up!"

"But there is no way to judge."

"Do you want to keep asking?"

"That will wait until Arrodes asks..."

Bloody words are drawn from the surface of the silver mirror:

"Why did you break up with him?"

"I don't know!" Ikanser replied through gritted teeth.

"Answer wrong, choose punishment or task."

"punish!"

In the basement, a silver-white lightning flashed out of thin air and struck the top of his head.

Zizzi, Ikanser's hair stood on end, his body fell down with a bang, and a little black smoke came out.

Queens, Duke Negan's Villa.

Rawls, who was dressed in formal clothes, was led by the butler to the study on the second floor. Looking at the butler and servant who were not looking quite right, a puzzled look appeared on his face, as if he was hesitating to speak.

The housekeeper pushed open the door of the study, and the choking smoke immediately poured out from it, causing the housekeeper and Rawls to cough repeatedly.

Philip raised his head, twisted the cigarette in his hand in the ashtray that was already full of pipes, walked to the window, opened it, waved his hand casually, and sat back in the ashtray full of documents and books. Behind the desk, this is his father's seat.

He prefers cigars to cigarettes, but now cigarettes are the best for him.

Seeing the housekeeper leave silently, Rawls took a deep breath at the door, sorted his clothes and walked in. Although the house was filled with smoke, he still closed the door.

"Lord Philip, what happened to you? Why..."

"My father was assassinated today..." Philip exhaled, took out another cigarette, lowered his head and lit it.

"what?"

Rawls, who was about to sit down, stiffened, stood up, walked to the desk and asked in disbelief:

"how can that be?"

After Alysia took the "Apostle of Desire" Shaktali Beria, Rawls returned to Backlund on the steam train. He originally thought that something would happen because of the faint sense of calling. However, he found that the sense of calling was in the West End, so he simply went straight to the Hillston Police Station.

Philip was not there as he expected, so he headed to Queens.

He had just returned to Backlund, and the news of Duke Negan's assassination had not yet come out, so his behavior was in line with common sense. As for Philip connecting the two events, the probability is so low that it is almost negligible.

"Why is it impossible? This is not the first time!"

Philip's reaction was very wrong, as if it was not his father who was assassinated, but judging from the number of cigarette butts in the ashtray, it was in line with a son's behavior after he got the news.

"Zillingus?" Rawls whispered a word, then raised his voice slightly, "I'm sorry, then I'll..."

"No, I need you to help me analyze it now, what should I do next?" Philip took a hard puff, and half of the cigarette burned quickly.

"This..." Rawls breathed a sigh of relief, but he was still a little hesitant on the surface. The purpose of his coming here is to inquire about the subsequent plans of the Negan family. If Philip didn't speak, he had to use "bribes".

After two puffs of a cigarette, he pressed the end of the cigarette into the ashtray again, and Philip let out a long puff of smoke.

"I believe in your ability, and I'm in a mess right now. I need someone to help me sort out my thoughts."

Tuk Tuk Tuk.

There was a knock on the door, and the butler hurriedly pushed the door in without waiting for permission, glanced at Rawls, and quickly walked to Philip's side, whispering a few words.

And Rawls walked to the window very simply, just took a breath of fresh air, his ears moved slightly, his eyelids drooped, his fists clenched and relaxed.

George Negan is dead too!

Philip didn't speak, his face became even more gloomy, and he waved his hand to let the housekeeper go out.

The door closed.

"Rolls, I just received another message that my uncle George Negan, the Governor of the Rhodes Islands, was assassinated and strangled himself in the office! Ian Courtman said it should be Senor ."

"What? Senor?"

Rawls turned around suddenly ~www.mtlnovel.com~ with a look of disbelief.

"The news has been confirmed." Philip took a cigarette again, held it and lit it. "It's still not sure whether the two things are related. I need you to help me analyze it now."

"This... it's better to ask Mr. Prime Minister." Rawls had a hesitant look on his face.

"I don't trust him. He wants to compromise with the New Party in exchange for his safe resignation."

A qualified politician, Rawls has no accident, but his butterfly accidentally slapped George Negan to death, and Philip was at odds with Prime Minister Agusid Negan, which means that the situation of the Negan family is very dangerous now.

"Philip, I lack understanding of you, so..."

"It's all here, family, church, parliamentarians, nobles, prime minister, cabinet, parliament, new party, royal family, so everything that can be involved is here, you can read it all." Philip pointed to the documents piled on the desk in front of him , and lost another note.

Rawls nodded helplessly, sat on the chair and opened the notebook. The handwriting was very scribbled, many of which were scratched through the paper. There were a lot of names and identities listed, including nobles, parliamentarians, and Church of the Storms. At the same time, there are some conjectures, including the king, the prime minister, the new party, the earl of Hall and so on.

Sure enough, several months of work in the Hillston Police Department and previous experience made Philip not as mindless as he said. He may just want to hear my outsider's opinion... Rawls sighed in the letter. , began to think about how to solve the predicament of the Negan family with the help of this note and the few political plots in the original book.

Chapter end