The information about the appearance of the sacrificial site is very important. Mr. Bernhardt continued to add:
"After all, they are not the core members of the [Dragon Feast Order], so they don't know much about the functions of the sacrificial site itself. But at least they can be sure that the arrival of the god will not happen in an instant. Even if the ceremony starts, it will take only a short time.
More than twenty minutes."
This is very reasonable. The more powerful the gods are, the more difficult it is for them to come to the material world, so every time the God-calling ceremony of the Zhengshen Church is very complicated.
"Also, they also said that during the Divine Descendance Ceremony, [Dragon Feast Cult] will create large-scale chaos in the entire Yuewan area. They don't know the specific method, but they said that this time [Blood Spirit School], [
The Truth Society], [Tyranny Club], [Light Worshipers Training Association] and some overseas illegal ring magician groups will participate."
"What a big move."
Shade sighed:
"Did you mention anything about evil things?"
Herr Bernhardt and Herr Albert both shook their heads, and the former said:
"That's all they know. But they know some of the strongholds of the [Dragon Feast Order] in the city and outside the city. I plan to inform the church through the black market on the one hand, and on the other hand I will lead people to clean them up myself.
Before the final decisive battle, there are still things that need to be done.”
So Mr. Bernhard left quickly. I'm afraid he wouldn't be free all Saturday. But before leaving, he gave Shade a note. Shade guessed that he had prepared it to assist the man.
Materials for the vampire duke's "divine descent ceremony".
Shade and the coroner were the only ones left in the autopsy room. They looked at each other, waiting for the other to speak first.
Shade did want to ask something, but in the end he just said:
"We'll go look for the cards later. It shouldn't take too long, right?"
"One morning at most."
Ptolemy Albert assured, and when Shade asked no other questions, he pointed to the door:
"Mr. Watson, let's go,"
This time the two of them acted together not only to find cards, but the real purpose was to help Mr. Albert solve a difficult matter. Shade didn't know the specific matter, but when the two left the autopsy room, Mr. Albert probably
Describes the causes of some things:
"I have many good friends locally, especially in Xiacheng District. When these friends encounter problems, they sometimes come to me to solve them. About the beginning of this year, one of my friends welcomed her nephew and son who came to seek refuge with her.
My nephew's fiancée. Of course, they are now married.
That friend is the old Mrs. Fox who lives in Silver Spoon Alley in Lower City. Her husband has passed away long ago and now she lives alone. She is also very happy that her nephew and his wife can live with her."
"That sounds pretty good."
"Yes, but about a week ago, Mrs. Fox's nephew disappeared together with his wife. She found me and my friends through channels, but after preliminary investigation, we only found out that the young couple was involved
When it comes to the incident of three precious Rhodes cards that stirred up the turmoil in the city.
Although ring magicians each have different special abilities, my friends and I are not particularly good at investigation and search. Armand said you are a very good detective, so I came to ask you for help."
Mr. Albert, who was wearing a brown burqa, said that although the search for the missing person was urgent, he must have other purposes for dragging Shade along to look for the person at such a time before the decisive battle.
"Any clues so far?"
For the time being, Shade only thought that he was looking for someone, and coincidentally, he was indeed good at this.
"First go to Mrs. Fox's house and take a look. Maybe you can find something we haven't noticed."
"Okay, oh, speaking of the name of the missing person,"
"You can ask Mrs. Fox directly later. I only know that the couple came from the North, and their surname is 'Ferringa'. They have a lot of savings, and now Mr. Feringa works as a maintenance man in a local steam factory.
Teacher, Mrs. Ferlinga is a governess for aristocrats. She is not a live-in kind, and she teaches more than one person."
Shade nodded:
"Felinga, a very familiar surname from the North."
Silver Spoon Alley is not far from Spider Alley, so the two of them walked there in the fog. Old Mrs. Fox lived in the three-story building at the entrance of the alley. She lived on the first floor and rented the second floor to
The nephew and his wife lived there, and the attic-style third floor was used to store sundries.
Mr. Albert climbed up the steps and knocked on the door, and then a middle-aged woman opened the door. When she saw it was Mr. Albert, the fat woman smiled and said:
"Mr. Albert, are you here? Mrs. Fox and I have just finished breakfast. Just now we were asking when you and the detective you had found would come."
After speaking, he looked at Shade again, the smile on his face became more obvious:
"Look at this handsome young man, Mr. Albert, is he married? I have a niece who is studying painting at the Moon Bay Art Institute. Her painting "The Nightmare of Charles Dunwin" won the award this year.
Woolen cloth."
Mr. Albert smiled gently:
"Good morning, Mrs. Fogelman. I'm so sorry, but the detective has a fiancée."
"That's really a pity."
The Fat Lady introduced herself to Shade again:
"I came to take care of Mrs. Fox temporarily. She was living alone after her nephew disappeared. We were very worried, so everyone took turns to take care of her."
After saying that, he led the two people into the door, and Shade asked Mr. Albert softly:
"Are they neighbors?"
"No, they are friends in the [Eternal Light] mutual aid group. People in the group are organized by priests and volunteer to help Mrs. Fox."
Mr. Albert responded, and Shade nodded understandingly.
Old Mrs. Fox was an old man who looked to be in her sixties or seventies, but was still in good spirits. She had almost no clues about the disappearance of her nephew and his wife. She only said that on Wednesday a week ago, the Ferringas went out and never came back.
The old lady's ears were not very good, so she couldn't tell if she had heard any strange sounds before.
After receiving permission, Shade and Mr. Albert used the key to open the door on the second floor and conduct a search. Mr. Albert had actually been here once, and the good news was that at least no body was found in the house.
"Very strange."
After turning around for a while, Shade said:
"Why are there no photos of the newlyweds here?"
Seeing the coroner raise his eyebrows, Shade further explained:
"The couple moved here at the beginning of the year, but it's already the flower month of August, and summer is coming to an end. It's been so long, but there isn't a single photo of them in the bedroom and study room on the second floor? Still.
Yes, isn’t there a tradition of taking wedding photos in the Yuewan area?”
Mr. Albert nodded seriously:
"There is a tradition of wedding photos. Yes, something is wrong. So, is there something wrong with that couple?"
"Did you search this place carefully last time?"
Shade asked again. Mr. Albert shook his head:
"Last time I just took a look. Others were not embarrassed to search other people's houses. I just made sure there was no blood and left the suspicious smell. Oh, and there are no traces of any extraordinary power."
"So this place is still the same as it was before the Feringas disappeared?"
"Yes."
The two of them were in the study at this time. The decoration of the study in such a dilapidated house was actually not very good. Fortunately, the Ferringa couple seemed to be the kind of people who were very good at tidying up the house. The walls were clean and tidy, and although the floor was not spotless, it was also very good.
It is clean, with decorative landscape paintings hanging on the walls, and the beige curtains that appear to have been installed recently are more avant-garde than the shabby indoor furniture.
“Very warm and feels like home.”
Shade said softly, looking at the stack of newspapers on the desk. The upward side of the newspaper just showed Margaret's photo. This is the "Tatton River Morning News", which is the third most circulated newspaper in the Moon Bay area.
Sex newspaper.
Shade turned down a few more pages, and Mr. Albert asked:
"Is there something wrong with these newspapers?"
"The dates are not consecutive, but almost every one contains news about Princess Margaret."
"When the princess visits Yuewan, it is normal for the local newspapers to continue to report on Her Highness."
"Yes, normally we go to the bedroom."
The bedroom was larger than the study. Shade didn't go through the table and bedside table, but opened the closet.
Mr. Albert wanted to stop him, but Shade had already begun to read:
"Isn't it the bathroom?"
He hurriedly came to the bathroom again. When he saw the towels stacked on the basin shelf, Shade's eyes lit up. He bent over and carefully opened the stacked towels, already having a guess in his mind:
"Is there such a thing?"
"I have read "Hamilton Detective Stories". Although the autopsy sequence in it is not particularly realistic, at least the story is interesting. Mr. Watson, do you like telling riddles like the detective in it?"
The coroner with messy black hair asked again. Shade shook his head and held the towel:
"Towels are not important, but the way they are stacked is very strange. I just looked at the closet and the clothes were stacked in a normal way. I thought I had guessed wrong. But she changed her previous habit of folding clothes.
, after all, I ignored the issue of towels.”
Shade put the towel on the shelf:
"Only maids of nobles would stack towels like this because they have to consider the convenience of retrieving them for next use and the preservation of those expensive towels. According to my knowledge of maids, according to my knowledge of the maid industry,
I’m afraid the mistress of this house was once a maid of a great noble. Most people probably won’t notice such details, and even elite agents may not understand the training manual for royal maids.”
"Royal family?"
Mr. Albert hesitated:
"This matter is more complicated than I thought. I'm calling you for help just to let you know that we won't actually get into big trouble, right?"
"Probably not. I think I may have met someone I know."
PS1: This plot will not be very long. After the last plot, you will get the card and enter the final battle.