Matthew bit his lip and nodded.

"Okay, senior."

Annick breathed a sigh of relief, and now he has roped in the ninth department to help him. This operation must be successful.

After arranging tasks for them, I looked at my pocket watch and saw that it was already noon and it was lunch time.

Today the restaurant served parsley beef and tomato oxtail soup with rice.

"If you have kimchi, that's fine."

Annick misses Chengcheng's sour and crisp pickled radish, which is perfect for relieving fatigue.

After Feng Zhuan Can Yun finished his lunch, he would go to the legendary Saint Ace Orphanage in the afternoon, maybe he could dig something out.

"Norbe, let's go."

Annick drove out of the carriage and shouted loudly toward the second floor under the ninth department office building.

"Right now, I have inspiration."

Norbert shouted through the window, then rushed down in small steps.

"Here, how about transforming this thing into a less powerful bomb?"

Norbert took out a palm-sized iron box with a cylindrical tubular mouth.

"Is this a hip flask? The kind that holds whiskey?"

The steel flask felt cold between his fingers. Annick shook it slightly. There was still wine inside, and then it made a splashing sound.

"Do you still like spirits?"

No, this belonged to the last unlucky section chief. He loved to drink, and when he led us to deal with a supernatural crime, he was supposed to bring a flash grenade, but he threw it away. He was found and killed instead.

"

Annick couldn't help but smile, "Does this story mean that drinking is harmful to people? By the way, how do you plan to transform this thing into a bomb?"

Norbert replied confidently and slowly: "That's not simple. Anyway, the flask will not arouse people's suspicion. It is still a double-shell flask. Can we place a simple spring and gear between the two shells?

Timing device, and a steel rod to activate the flint device."

"What about the explosives?"

"It's liquid explosive. It's normal for there to be some liquid in the wine bottle."

Annick quickly returned the wine bottle in his hand to him, and then flashed ten yards away.

"You kid won't put liquid explosives in it right now."

Hymn to Life probably won't be able to blow itself into pieces and recover.

"No, Section Chief, I'm not a fool. It's just pure water. It's just for testing now."

Annick stopped speaking.

"You should keep your experiments in your own laboratory. Forget it, I will apply for a separate fund for you next quarter and build a separate room outside our office building."

Norbert said dissatisfied: "You don't believe in my strength anymore."

"No, I just want you to separate work and life. Hey, let's go."

It didn't take the two of them long to arrive at the location of the former Saint Ace Orphanage.

No. 56 Crossflower Street, the former St. Ace Orphanage, has been transformed into a five-story hotel.

“Star Hotel.”

A huge signboard is hung outside the floor. Not only are there two security guards in black uniforms standing guard at the main lobby door, there are also young men wearing purple doorman uniforms helping to carry the luggage of guests staying in the hotel.

"This is a good location. I don't think we can find anything."

Annick let out a long sigh and looked at the endless flow of people coming and going. There were probably hundreds of tourists in this hotel a day.

"Then let's ask first. The son of the wealthy businessman Ace probably has some information."

Norbert's suggestion made sense. After stopping the carriage and handing it over to the security guard at the door, Annick and Norbert no longer needed to show their IDs in their uniforms. The doorman hurriedly led the two people to the front desk.

The lobby of this hotel is very large. Not only does it have four chandeliers with eighteen candles, but the floor is all blue terrazzo. There is a seating area composed of all solid wood long sofas, and there is a pair of huge red vases in front of the stairs as decoration.

The red carpet is spread all the way up from the entrance to the upstairs.

A middle-aged man wearing a black tuxedo with a professional smile walked over.

"Are the two police officers here to stay? There are enough VIP suites on the fifth floor."

"That's not true. Is your master here? I'm talking about the big boss."

"Are you looking for Mr. Colbert? Then please take a rest here. I'll go to Mr. Colbert on the second floor."

The front desk manager in charge of the reception ran to the second floor in small steps, and a few minutes later, a man in his forties, with a well-built body and a slightly broad forehead walked down with a smile.

"The two police inspectors came to see me today because they have something to do. Why don't you come up and sit with me? There are a lot of people here."

Obviously Colbert recognized his level and still gave him appropriate treatment.

"It's right here, please take a seat."

After Colbert arranged for Annick and the two to sit down, he took out his cigars and prepared to distribute them to them.

"No need, Mr. Colbert, we came to you today for a reason."

"Oh, you said."

Colbert didn't hesitate to put his cigar back.

"Your father, did Mr. Ace set up an orphanage here more than ten years ago? We are here for this."

After hearing Annick's words, Colbert asked doubtfully.

"My father's orphanage? What, is someone coming to you with a fake will?"

Are you thinking of financial disputes? But Annick caught a word, fake will.

"That's not true. You should have recognized our identities. We are from the special department."

Looking at Annick's black uniform, Colbert nodded.

"I'm just wondering why you came to me. Just tell me directly. I know I'll cooperate. After all, your reputation is a bit scary."

Didn't you expect that men in black are so scary in the minds of ordinary people?

Annick didn't think much, and then said in a serious tone.

"Mr. Corbett, do you still remember the employees of the orphanage established by your father? Five of them, Gardesas, Farmiga, Vera, Garden and Bennett, are still in contact this month.

Inside, both Garden and Bennett are dead. Last weekend, Bennett died under the control of an evil entity. This is why we came to find you."

When Colbert heard about the evil object, he hesitated for a moment, then thought for a while and said, "Wait a minute, I have a photo left by the old man."

Colbert then moved down a cardboard box from the filing cabinet in the office, blew off the dust, dug out a pile of papers and items, and finally found a wooden photo frame.

"That's it, here you go, take a look."

The photo frame that Colbert took out contained a black and white photo. Although the signboard had been changed, it was still the hotel in the background.

An old man with a white beard sitting on crutches sat in the middle, with Gadesas and the others sitting on both sides, and behind them there were two rows of children. One row was squatting in the front row, and Vera was squatting directly in front of the old man with a white beard.

On the ground.
Chapter completed!