Chapter 39 / Hey! Does such a dark plot really matter?
PS: I went to watch NHK documentaries today, and accidentally watched until almost 22 o'clock (forgot the time)... What a good thing... a century of imaging... (trail away).
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"Damn it!"
When Weijier thought of the scene three days ago, she couldn't help but feel so angry that her teeth itched: "It was just one step away... just one step away from catching him..."
On the first night of the night, according to Su Zuo's instructions, Wei Jier did catch the other party's trap, but the price he paid for it was equally heavy. More than 20 police officers and three monks were injured or killed in the line of duty.
For the corpse-shattering demon, the only price is the cut from Weijier.
And without Su Zuo's prompting, Weijier had already added Lamberts to the list of important suspects. As a result, not only the security forces were running tight, but the manpower of the new monks team was also reduced.
Be reliable.
As the case developed, things became more and more complicated. The clues and Su Zuo's words were like a mess in Wei Jier's heart. Coupled with the depression caused by insufficient rest,
It made her more and more irritable.
And, most importantly, because of something, Wei Jier also had doubts about Su Zuo's actions.
"...No...I hope I'm overthinking..."
Wei Jier closed her eyes. Regarding this question, she only didn't want to hear the answer she didn't want to hear from "that guy".
With a "squeak" sound, the door of the Sheriff's Garage Room was pushed open, and a somewhat listless Cromwell opened the door and walked in with two cups of coffee.
"Sorry to keep you waiting."
It seems that, like Wei Jier, because he is also a patrol commander but still busy with normal work during the day, Cromwell is not in good spirits. The gray shadows caused by the sunken bags under his eyes appear on his face. If
To those who don't know it, they would definitely be moved by his hard work attitude.
But there were only two people standing in this small office, and for some reason, Weijier could no longer look at her superior with pure reverence like she used to.
Facing Weijier who was standing silently in front of the desk, Cromwell seemed not to notice, looked at her and smiled: "Don't be so stiff, just sit down wherever you want, I'll make you some coffee too.
, the work is hard, it’s good to refresh myself.”
Virgil looked at the plate that was placed in front of her. Ever since Cromwell entered the door, Virgil has been observing him. Unfortunately, he didn't use his left hand. If it had been bandaged properly, even if it was so serious,
The wound was invisible under the cover of the uniform.
And in this warm and delicious drink that is amber in color and filled with alluring aroma, it is very likely that fatal poison has been added. As the only person who has injured the corpse demon, she has adjusted the patrol route and has this
value.
However, Weijier still picked up the coffee and sat on the sofa opposite the desk. No matter what, she could not associate the gentle smile of the beloved commander in front of her with the cold-blooded corpse-dismembering murderer.
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"Then let me report the situation. I have been busy with family matters these past three days, and I have left all the patrol work to you and Lamberts. I am really derelict in my duty..."
Cromwell didn't notice that with every emotion he said that seemed to come from the heart, Virgil's eyes would darken further.
"No...Sir, this is my duty. Don't blame me for randomly adjusting the patrol route."
The black negative emotions twisted in Weijier's heart. She felt that in her current state, she could activate Quinchel's fire-melting state at any time.
After saying that, Wei Jier drank all the coffee in the cup in one breath.
"It's nothing. Since you can catch the corpse-shattering demon, it means your approach is right. It seems that our patrol route has been leaked."
Seeing Wei Jier drinking the coffee, Cromwell's eyes were very gentle. He put his hands together and rested them on the bridge of his nose, hiding the entire lower half of his face behind his palms.
"Sir, do you have any thoughts on the leak of the patrol map? If it was leaked from within the security station, who among the twelve team captains is most likely to have leaked it? Do you have any thoughts?"
Wei Jier's expression did not change. For the first time, she used her innate talent on the intrigue between people that she once hated the most.
"It may not have been leaked from inside the police station."
Cromwell's answer did not exceed Vigil's expectations. She had even guessed what he would say next.
Cromwell's expression seemed to be really apologetic: "When the patrol route was confirmed, I went to discuss the issue of borrowing manpower with Sister Kneitin of the church for the issue of troop strength. You also know this, but maybe I
I never told you, but the patrol chart I brought was actually lost in the chapel. This was my mistake, I'm sorry."
"Is that so... In this case, there is nothing we can do..."
Wei Jier's shoulders relaxed, and she seemed to have given up completely. The only clues she had left were either cut off or confused.
After straightening her expression, Wei Jier began to report everything that happened three days ago to Cromwell in detail.
Until Weijier finished explaining everything, nothing happened to her after drinking coffee.
Wei Jier stood up: "Then the whole story is like this. Sir, do you have any other instructions?"
"No...let me think about it carefully..." After listening to the report, Cromwell looked equally tired. This attack and defense was both a war of attrition and a deceitful war, both in terms of physical and mental consumption.
All are quite huge.
"Looking at it this way, since the other party has been injured, he should not be able to do anything in a short time. You should also take this opportunity to have a good rest. It seems that this case will not be over in a short time. We are going to
Be prepared for a protracted war. Weijier, if you continue to hold on like this, your body will collapse before the criminal is caught."
Regarding Cromwell's proposal, Wei Jier seriously considered it: "Sir, too. If you want to support me, sir, you are not much worse than me."
"Really..." Cromwell smiled happily, "Is it so obvious?"
Wei Jier lowered her head slightly as if she was a little embarrassed: "Yes, it's obvious."
Her long white fingers trembled slightly, as if she was drunk. Wei Jier's figure suddenly became a little unsteady, and she fell down on the desk. The overturned cup fell to Cromwell's left hand.
Cromwell suddenly stood up from behind his desk, his expression as if he was truly surprised: "Victor?! What's wrong with you?"
"No, it seems that I was a little too busy, and my head is a little dizzy. It's nothing, sir."
Wei Jier held the corner of the table, lowered her head, and stood up slowly: "Sir, your table was knocked over by me. Let me clean it up for you."
"Ah, it doesn't matter." Cromwell said in a calm tone. When he saw Wei Jier reaching out his hand, he quickly stopped her: "Since you are so tired, go and rest quickly. I will just pack up the things myself."
"Hmm..." Her eyes glanced at Cromwell's hands packing things, and Wei Jier couldn't hold back in the end -
"Sir Cromwell... did you suffer any injury to your left hand?"
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After coming out of Cromwell's office, Virgil went straight to the toilet.
Pour in a large amount of drinking water, and then stick your fingers into your throat. Among the vomit that comes out of the retching, in addition to a small portion of breakfast, there are also large, light brown irregular ice cubes that have condensed into particles.
After confirming that the number of ice cubes matched the number of times she swallowed them, Weijier wiped the stains on her face. She could not confirm whether the coffee was really poisonous or something else, although not fatal, would cause people to lose consciousness.
Sexual alchemy drugs, but she chose to drink them because it might paralyze Cromwell and lower his vigilance.
To be honest, she didn't want to do this, but the way she acted had nothing to do with her emotions. She just followed her own rationality and chose the appropriate approach, even if she had to endure a frozen stomach and an uneasy conscience that was a hundred times more painful.
However, in the end, Cromwell's performance and words eased the pain, but what they brought was no less sad than that of Si.
Cromwell's answer still rings in Victoria's ears -
"Are you injured on your hand?" The old man smiled lightly, as if he didn't take it to heart, "The little girl at home was accidentally stabbed when she was practicing swordsmanship..."
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Su Zuo held a wooden cup and looked at the scene solemnly.
The first deceased seemed to be an acquaintance. Su Zuo thought that the scar-faced man seemed to be a trader at the exchange. Unexpectedly, he had not seen him for three months and yet he died here.
"A person who worked honestly... suddenly died in a place where he didn't want to do it. It seems that he understands why the people of Wenning District, who have a strong heart, will also feel frightened one day."
Su Zuo took a sip of the warm water in the cup and sighed.
Unconditional strength does not exist anywhere. Since there is relative stability, there must also be relative rules. Sociality under complete chaos cannot appear anywhere at any time. And since there are rules, then when the rules are
When it breaks down, it is not incomprehensible that people who are rooted in this kind of social nature will feel panic because of it.
Things like iron may appear to be hard, but in reality they are extremely fragile.
"So, is this all the news? From the time we broke up until you left the Sheriff's Office?"
Weijier looked at the tragic situation in front of her with gloomy eyes. Compared with the tired but angry and energetic before, the current Miss Sheriff has undergone subtle but extremely profound changes.
And soon, Su Zuo realized what this change was.
"Evan Ian...when you handed me the plan, did you already consider that such a setup would cause a large number of casualties to the lower-level police officers?"
Looking at the police officer who looked at him gloomily, Su Zuo was stunned, and then nodded simply——
"Yes, four people died and three were disabled. To be honest, the situation is much better than I expected."