The Faceless Man Chapter 170 – Returning Home
Hearing the familiar description of the scene, Audrey could almost confirm that Mr. Fool’s dependents had done it.
She felt a strong sense of immersion, participation and pride.
It was a trafficker full of blood and crime …… The “Judgment” card indicates that he is on a righteous trial, and the sentence will be hanging, guillotine, or burning at the stake? The “Emperor” card is supposed to be a sign of status …… Is this the same family member who infiltrated the Kingdom Museum and stole the “Black Emperor” card? For a moment, Audrey’s mind wandered.
She intended to ask for more details and a more detailed process, but, from her father, Earl Hall’s expression, tone and emotional color, she understood that he did not know what had happened, so she had to press down her doubts and curiosity, and was prepared to ask from her friend, Conns Leeson, who was working for MI9.
Although directly approaching Combs to inquire is very much in line with my image in this regard, that would always still be a bit abrupt and slightly contradictory to the status of an aristocrat, well …… let Anne prepare a few invitations to afternoon tea to send to Graylingt, Combs, Murray, Christine, Jane and them respectively… …Most of them are interested in the occult, and will not be indifferent to the title of “Black Emperor” of the Grand Theft Auto. Under my guidance, they can help me ask a lot of questions that I am not convenient to ask. …… It is so decided! …… Audrey withdrew her attention and took small bites of her breakfast.
She believed that Mr. Fool’s dependents would not deal with Capin purely to punish evil, which is not in line with his identity position, of course, if it was a few months ago, Audrey, who had just joined the Tarot Club, would surely be willing to accept a similar explanation, otherwise she would not have chosen the “Justice” card as her symbol, and she would not have chosen the “Justice” card as her symbol. Otherwise she wouldn’t have picked the “Justice” card as her symbol.
And after many gatherings, after a lot of things, she felt that she had matured a lot, no longer so simple, she thought that this matter must be hidden inside a more critical and more essential factors, such as Capin involved in which evil god, or which hidden organization.
I hope that Combs can provide useful news …… Audrey thought with anticipation.
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At 15 Minsk Street, Klein flipped through today’s copy of the newspaper while eating white bread spread with jam.
”What? The safe?” Looking at it, he almost took his mouth off and nearly choked himself.
I’m not, I’m not, don’t be ridiculous ah …… Klein immediately mentally dismissed the description of himself stealing all the belongings inside the safe in the form of a trifecta.
At that time, the situation was urgent, in order to obtain clues, although he found the safe, he only drilled into it to see if there were any important documents and evidence, and did not take away any belongings, and quickly left there and transferred into another room.
Of course, Klein in his psychic state had suffered some injuries from the explosion caused by the gas, and the total weight of the items he could carry had dropped quite a bit, and Capin’s safe only contained gold bars, jewelry, deeds, house deeds, and antiques that were either not easy to take away or impossible to get rid of.
Maybe he still has a special place for cash, but unfortunately I haven’t come across it, and I don’t have the time to find it …… Klein muttered silently, confirming that it was some subsequent investigator who had divided up all the contents of the safe.
He glanced at the newspaper, took a sip of Sibel black tea, exhaled slowly, and laughed inwardly:
”Grand Theft ‘Black Emperor’…… this title I like ……”
After breakfast, Klein put on his heavy double-breasted tuxedo, grabbed his half-height silk bowler hat and stiff black cane, and opened the door to leave Minsk Street for Broken Axe Lane on the edge of the East End.
That was where Daisy had disappeared.
After finalizing his plan yesterday, and before putting it into action, he had made a deliberate trip to Broken Axe Lane, searching earnestly for signs and knocking on the doors of a number of the surrounding dwellings to ask if they had seen any girl resembling Daisy.
Although Klein thought that the official extraordinary person who took over would not think that a poor and needy family could afford to hire a “chivalrous thief” with at least 6 sequences of strength, and would most likely place the direction of the investigation on the hidden secrets involved in Capin, supplemented by peripheral investigations such as “who has recently inquired about Capin’s affairs? “But he cautiously decided that he would try to do his best to start the show, what if one of the law enforcers had a brain fart and was planning to do a preliminary investigation in this area?
Some families may still have some savings and can afford other detectives, and the probability of me, a good samaritan who took over only yesterday, being suspected is extremely low, and as long as I’m not suspected, I won’t be able to make a comparison with my performance in the last Llanerus case …… Moreover, last time, it was the Nightwatchmen who were deployed and assisted by a special branch of the military; this time, in the Chorwood district, the ones who took over This time, in the Chorwood area, the one who will take over should be the substitute punisher, and the communication between them will not be so smooth …… Well, Katie and Parker belong to the “Arbiter” pathway, and I don’t know if the military side will intervene …… As a former night watchman, Klein knows enough about the behavioral patterns, styles of work and investigative habits of several official organizations.
To put it simply, I have excellent anti detection skills …… Klein smiled to himself and boarded the carriage.
He was going to continue to investigate Daisy’s disappearance.
Because he was an ordinary private detective who had not yet confirmed that Daisy’s disappearance was related to Capin.
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At nine in the morning, Daisy returned to the shabby apartment she had rented, accompanied by the police officer in charge of the surrounding neighborhood.
She had been housed in one of the churches in the Chorwood neighborhood last night, along with those same poor teenage girls, and had been questioned accordingly about the scene when they had escaped, what they had seen looking back, where they each lived, what their family situation was like, what friends they knew that didn’t feel too ordinary, and so on and so forth.
Daisy, still in a state of panic and fear, answered the questions truthfully.
After that, no one looked for her.
She slept through the night, and in the early morning was taken to the East End and handed over to the mean policeman she had seen so often.
Daisy didn’t dare speak on the way, slightly trembling, and it was only when she entered the apartment building where her home was located that she felt a little more at ease.
She had just stepped into her room, and before she could find her mom and sister through the hanging wet laundry, she heard a scream:
”Daisy!”
Freya dropped her handful of chores and, like an agile fawn, dodged the half-empty clothes and the clutter on the floor, darted to the door and hugged her sister heavily.
Then she let go and, with tears streaming down her face, looked Daisy up and down with surprise and concern:
”Are you okay?
”Great, you’re finally back!”
Liv also stood up from behind the laundry tub, wiping her hands on her own clothes and wiping her eyes:
”Daisy, where have you been the last few days?”
At that moment, the policeman gentleman interjected:
”She was kidnapped and we got her back.”
”Thank you, thank you guys! You guys are so, so great!” Liv shed tears and messed around with adjectives.
The policeman coughed lightly twice and said:
”This is our duty …… Have you guys encountered any strange people in the last few days?”
Liv was stunned for a second, and said with the mindset that one less thing counts, and she didn’t want to add to the trouble:
”No, really no.”
The cop waved his hand and said:
”Be careful in the future! Don’t take the path where there aren’t many people!”
He couldn’t stand the humidity and the mixed up smells of the place, and immediately turned around and left.
Liv looked over at her youngest daughter again and came striding to her side, wiping her hand on her side before wrapping her arms around Daisy in a hug:
”It’s good to be back, it’s good to be back ……” she murmured through her tears, not bothering to ask if Daisy had been hurt.
Daisy relaxed for a moment, sobbing and crying.
Next to her, Freya followed suit and reached out her arms, hugging her mom and sister respectively.
The mother and daughter cried for a while and each let go.
Liv wiped her eyes again and said:
”Pulp the laundry first, there’s plenty more.”
Daisy, who had just been rescued, nodded and quickly got into the busy work.
It was not until midday, when they were nibbling on black bread and drinking plain water that could hardly be called tea, that Liv had a free moment to inquire:
”Daisy, are you hurt?”
Daisy shook her head:
”They just hit me a couple of times.”
”That’s wonderful! Did the police free you? There was a nice detective yesterday who was willing to help find you for free, and you ended up coming back today, ah, he still has your word book.” Freya said smoothly.
Liv had been prepared to mention, “I’ll ask old Kohler to ask for it back and tell that detective you’ve gone home so he doesn’t have to be busy with this, and we’ll have to say thank you to him again anyway.”
Daisy dropped her worry and turned to her sister’s question:
”No, it wasn’t the police, there was a sudden explosion there, and the door that locked us in was opened strangely, and we ran out that way, but there was seen a gentleman, or lady, standing on the roof.
”He was dressed in black armor, with a helmet like a crown, and a cape, and just gazed at us silently, and none of those bad men came to stop us, or chase us.”
As a free school “guide”, Daisy’s vocabulary was noticeably richer than that of her mother, Liv.
”A guy who wears, like that saved you guys?” Liv asked rhetorically in surprise, with Freya waiting curiously for an answer.
Daisy nodded seriously:
”Yeah, he’s like, like what the bards talk about ……
”Hero!”
Hero …… Freya chewed on the word, her eyes bright as stars.
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Inside a certain secret room, a group of people took the information that had been handed down and carefully compared the Lanlus case and the Karpin case, looking for commonalities in the motives and modus operandi of the acts.
”The two cases are completely unconnected, and the only common denominator is that evil, or sin, was overcome, and the owner of the tarot cards upheld justice.” Someone exclaimed.
”What’s certain is that the one who struck twice wasn’t the same person, with clearly different strengths and even more different specializations, and while it’s possible that this is a result of the sequence itself being improved, it’s not common for the murderer in the Karpin case to belong to the Grievance Spirit, or to be able to switch between spirit states.” Another person’s analysis was recognized by the majority.
The convener then summarized:
”Two cases, two different people, and both threw tarot cards, perhaps the latter imitated the crime, which would allow us to target those who were in the know of the Llanerus case, and another possibility is that an organization exists!
”An organization symbolized by tarot cards!”