After cooking Nolbe, Annick came back and asked.

"What happened? By the way, you are Dennis, right? Coolum entrusts me to come to find you."

"Thank you, sir."

Dennis took off his hat and gave Annick a gift.

"Sit here, let's sit down and talk about your affairs."

Dennis sat obediently next to Mashu. In his opinion, the girl who had been making coffee was still at a lower risk.

Annick asked him, "When did you start investigating the Ripper."

"Just a few days ago, when the Mining Branch offered high compensation, Uncle Kulom felt that it was a bit profitable, so he arranged for me to go to the Black Church area to investigate."

This greedy guy really took action for money.

Annick continued to ask, "So, why didn't he go out in person and let you have a half-old child like this come out to work."

Dennis shook his finger and replied, "Because he said that the child looks less guarded, it will be more convenient to investigate. Moreover, Uncle Kulom is already very famous in the North District, if he comes forward,

I guess I can't find any useful information."

When Annick heard this, he looked at Merlin. He quickly explained: "The underground intelligence dealer, Kulom, has been blocked by many places. Everyone is afraid that he will exchange things he has shamed for money."

Annick followed Merlin's words and complained: "I also think that this guy is unwilling to disclose more information is simply because he doesn't have enough money. As long as he has enough money, he can get all the information for you."

After complaining about the intelligence dealer, Annick came back and continued to ask, "Then why did you get into conflict with the people in the plaid shirt? Did they catch them?"

"The dead are all in the black church area, and that plaid shirt is the emperor underground. I wonder if it was the plaid shirt club itself to deal with the uncooperative wanderers. After all, they really want to do it, so they can make it happen.

Those who saw their traces shut up."

Annick shook his head when he heard this, and then said, "Your thinking was wrong from the beginning. Even if the plaid club is an underground gang, they would not go directly to such a tragic way. The kingdom allows some gray areas to exist.

Mass murder is a challenge to the basic order of the kingdom. A smart person like Killing would not do it."

"But, but in the Black Church area, only the checkered shirt can grasp the most eyes and ears and messages, so I want to mix in them and get the messages."

Dennis said naively.

Annick couldn't help laughing when he heard this.

"Little brother, you, a blood clan, want to get into a gang with werewolf? You're just playing house. Tell me, have you investigated some important news? Otherwise, why would Killing and the others have to detain you for so long?"

Dennis nodded quickly, then opened his mouth wide and said, "I found that among the several victims, the first few were completely randomly selected unlucky guys, but the third one had a relationship with xxxxx of xxx."

His mouth was obviously moving, but when he talked about the most critical news, the sound was gone, such as when playing the tape, the middle section was artificially wiped off.

"What the hell?"

Annick asked in surprise as he looked at Dennis' performance.

"It's xxxx, he's xxxx."

Dennis was still trying hard to speak, but he just couldn't speak.

Merlin shook her head and explained.

"Section Chief, when this guy was released, someone forcibly signed a soul confidentiality agreement. Even when he wanted to express it, the unconscious command from the soul would make him lose his pronunciation."

"Can you still do this? Can you write it down?"

Merlin continued to shake her head and said, "I tried it and asked him to write down the suspect's name, occupation or characteristics, but he just couldn't continue. He seemed to forget how to write these words."

"...But, Killing and the others did this to make a clear attitude. The one they wanted to cover was also amazingly powerful. By the way, grid

The Shirt Club has a closer relationship with those big guys, and I feel this matter is getting more and more complicated."

Annick could only guess in the opposite direction, and then think of Dennis's words, are the two homicides in the rich area, that is, Mannheim Street, the Ripper's real target? How many of them were just fooling their perspectives in the early stages?

There is a classic technique in reasoning. Several victims seem to be killed randomly, but the real purpose of the murder is only one of them. Several other unlucky guys pretend to be random murderers.

Merlin shook her head and said, "We don't have much information on these social organizations, especially our special departments. Maybe you should look for Arthur and Poole."

Annick slapped his thigh, "I turned around and went back to Arthur and called him in the afternoon. Nolbey, you can send Dennis back in the afternoon, don't go out this week when you go back to Tiebu Lane

, wait until we get things done, and then come out. By the way, I'll bring Arthur by the way, I can only find him."

After being repaired, the more honest Nolbe nodded and asked.

"Why don't you just ask Captain Poole to come. Is it easier to investigate this stupid guy Arthur?"

Annick glanced at him and said in a meaningful tone: "In other cases, smart people are indeed better to deal with, but today, it is still easier for fools to deal with. OK, go to work after lunch. Mr. Merlin

, come here with me."

When Merlin heard this, she stood up and followed Annick to the section chief’s office, and closed the door.

"Section Chief, what you want to say is that the Ripper probably involves a noble or a member of parliament? Or even a few? Are you scared?"

Merlin was smart. He probably guessed Annick's thoughts from when he asked Norbet to bring Arthur instead of Poole.

"I'm afraid it won't be so. I'm afraid there will be no good results. When the previous incidents involved nobles or MPs, they either raised them high and put them down gently, or simply left them alone. What's the solution for him this time?

It's a tough case."

Annick's speech surprised Merlin. He didn't expect that the young man in front of him was so unafraid of unspoken rules and political order. Finally, he asked again.

"Section Chief, aren't you afraid of political revenge or a dim future? Are you willing to stay in the ninth department for the rest of your life?"

I didn't stay at Taegai until I died of old age. It's better to be a king here than to be a fat man on Earth than to be a fat man. Annik thought so in his heart, but he said.

"I am not an idealist, I just can't see such a bad environment. Political future? The greatest future of us extraordinary people is not our own strength? If I were a demigod or even an angel, these ghosts and monsters would dare to jump in front of me
Chapter completed!