When it comes to these conspiracies, Uriel always feels a headache. It’s not that he is not clear about the tricks and plots, but that he is just that he is not happy to explore the dark struggle between Hobson and Dunbar Fielding, the last time Uriel felt this way, was when Four Leaves thought about the relationship between Necromancer and the nobles. When the incident came to an end, he felt exhausted physically and mentally throughout the journey to Venewards.

"So, it was Hobson's idea to deal with Bowman's body," said the apprentice. "Not only did he lose his job to make money, he was also chased by the Whistle Gang. In this case, it was reasonable for him to retaliate against the vampire. He just hung the mummy in the church." He couldn't find any words to describe this strange behavior.

"It's so stupid." Agatha commented. "Andrew Ferner wanted to cover up the truth, but he found a very unreliable partner. He certainly never expected that you would throw the body into the church to blame the vampire and that attempted murder plan. Mr. Hobson, you probably don't know that the church's clergyman has countless ways to find the whereabouts of the pagans. They have long been eyeing you. Father Fielding's sinful business was exposed to the bishop. If he had to guard the forbidden area of ​​the headquarters, he might have taken back Fielding's head. The Church Crusaders are not the whistle gang. It seems that our great conspirators did not recognize the difference."

The gambler said in a hoarse voice: "Anyway, I'm going to make Gardner pay the price."

Even if Uriel didn't ask for the life of your family, he was not asking. For Hobson, the family was nothing. I couldn't understand what such a person thought.

"Andrew thought everything was going well, and Bowman's disappearance would warn the gangster. When he saw the church case report in the newspaper, he really didn't know how he felt." Agatha said, "Bertha died in the hospital bed the next day. According to common sense, I can't believe that her death had nothing to do with the stupid things Hobson did." She was the last person to meet Ms. Bernard. "But Mrs. Ferner acted like she had just heard the news. I didn't tell her that the person was Bowman. She said she felt guilty about someone. It was not Andrew. It was not Gunther. She said she was a woman."

"It was her daughter she sent away." The apprentice understood. Bertha would definitely not know where the children in the monastery were going. She would think that the youngest daughter dedicated to Gaia would be able to go to heaven in the future, and that she killed Bowman and would never reunite with her own children again. This double blow of faith and soul made Bertha go to a dead end.

His thinking suddenly entered the fork in the road. After I left the cemetery that day, how was Bod's mother doing? Did she return to her family? Did she shed tears for her dead eldest son at night? The fingers of dead people grew in the silver lily bush. The pure angel returned to heaven. He remembered the tree spirits and stone tablets. Is there really a heaven?

All questions have no answers.

The wild rose in the vase folded the leaves, and Uriel tore off the broken part and threw it into the trash can. He found that he could not stay here for a second, so he pushed the door out. In the dim light in the evening, Uriel relied on the sign to walk towards the stairs deep in the corridor. The stone steps were so steep that he felt like he was heading towards the unfathomable hell. Behind him, Agatha's voice seemed to be heard, telling the sad truth.

"Maybe it's empathy." The detective sighed. "She was excited to learn that there was a dead person in the church, and her excitement accelerated the effect of the poison. Bertha's death was not because she could not stand Andrew, she was also ashamed of her husband." She snorted, "I said earlier that the only girl among these dead people deserved sympathy. Whether she was a veterinarian or a human, whether she was registered or not. The laws of the Department of Affairs are like old antiques from hundreds of years ago, trying to make Blumnott's development go backwards."

At the end of the next day, everyone who participated in the audience had already understood: Andrew tried hard to cover up Bauman's death, while Hobson hid in the church. The former hated vampires as much as gamblers, and he cruelly sent innocent blood children into the tiger's mouth. The latter hid directly in the security bureau in order to survive. But he never thought that they would meet again in the dungeon a few hours later. No matter what, the answer to everything has been revealed and the story is over.

"It's over," Picole couldn't help blurting out.

Wittke didn't feel relaxed either. "Bowman was killed by Bertha, and Dunbar Fielding died in the purge within the church. Bertha Ferner committed suicide. The girl in the blood clan was probably the goods that Father Fielding was about to send away. She was kidnapped by Andrew and died tragically at the hands of Gardner. It seems that the case is indeed over." He scratched his bald head, "but I still don't feel good."

Who else can enjoy it? Everyone who knows the whole story of the case is silent. But the only one who is out of the matter seems to have no interest in it.

"You think so because Father Fielding has not been criticized by people. Don't be foolish. The church cannot let such a scandal spread. The case will be done quietly, and the believers will get their recognized answers. Even if we publish the news, these crazy believers will believe it or not." The detective ladder stretched. "I will inform Sheriff Johnny that my mission was completed within three days, but he still cannot get tomorrow's confessional day and holiday. The Security Bureau needs to clean up all the Sovero potions in the Dead Alley. Gods are above, how did this thing become popular?"

Then, she looked at the gambler: "Do you have anything else to add?"

Hobson looked up at the detective, his eyes full of confusion. "You know everything." He murmured, "Are you an astrologer in the tower or a ghost who has been following us all the time." The shackles on his body flashed with anger. "Some things are not even known to the old thing Andrew, he doesn't understand my secret. You know everyone's secrets. This is absolutely impossible."

"It seems that there is no more." Agatha tilted her head.

She walked over and closed the door gently. The prisoner in the interrogation room suddenly became furious and his roar was locked in a narrow space.

"He asked me out." Picole couldn't help but say. The young sheriff almost became a fan of Agatha. "How did you guess Hobson's plan, sir?"

"I'm still wondering why you can't guess his plan?"

The detective's answer was quite modest, but Picole thought it was right. He was still surprised by the turn of the circle. "It would be fine if Hobson came to the Security Bureau to avoid the pursuit, but who would have thought that he was a killer of the church? To be honest, I don't think that the church should be involved as a simple victim."

"Oh, this is not my own idea."

"It's Ulier." Wittkshazo said, "He always felt that the church had problems. Ulier was Gaia's clergy, and Father Fielding's affairs must have hit him very hard." The big guy also noticed the silence of the apprentice very carefully.

"I think it's not only a blow." The messenger spoke halfway, but no one dared to touch. He showed no sympathy for his apprentice. "You have nothing to say about the time."

"The previous question"

"There is nothing worth wasting time when Bertha killed Bowman." Agatha turned her eyes to her subordinates, and on the way passed the abrupt armor on the young man's shoulders. "We all know the effect of the alchemy potion Sovero. Although the improved version will not kill people, forced activation of the soul will definitely be a price. Tinder mutation is not uncommon in Pinia Ao. I think she has become a demon at that time." She said softly, "The power of the demon is far beyond ordinary people, and killing a gangster is naturally no problem. I am afraid that Bertha's psychological pressure will also come from this."

"Demon" Picole was startled and did not notice that Wittke's expression was strange. He suddenly calmed down, "Those who have smoked cigarettes"

"No, Bertha's situation is mostly a low-probability event, but even so, matters involving the nameless person cannot be ignored." The detective lady seemed a little worried, "The Public Security Bureau needs to mobilize a large number of people to clean the dead corners and alleys, and the aftermath of the matter also requires professionals to come forward to eliminate bait." She glanced secretly at the door, where there was a professional.

"In the past two days, there will be fewer heads under the church's torture knife." The messenger expressed his opinion.

In fact, demon hunters rarely catch living people when dealing with demons. If Bai Zhi makes mysterious hunters of this level join the action, Bloomnot will soon have no demons to kill.

Agatha didn't know about the discussion at the fate rally, and the blood-red prophecy was strictly kept secret. But even so, she could detect Bai Zhijun's abnormal attitude. The keen detective lady realized that something was about to happen. Bloomnot would cause a stir for this, and the first force that promoted the waves might be the cleaning operation of the Public Security Bureau.

"The case has been resolved, but the story has not yet ended."

"What does this mean, sir"

You don't understand even after saying it. "It's nothing. Where did our friend Uriel go?" She turned around and looked around, and suddenly her face turned from sunny to dark. "This is not a place to run around."

The messenger had a different opinion. "You'd better leave him alone."

"He may not be happy to be alone," said the Detective Miss. They all knew that Urial was going to meet the maintenance maker Andrew Ferner, Ms. Bertha's husband. It was obvious that the dungeons of the Magistrates could not be easily visited, but Agatha remembered the sky emblem given to Urial when she entered the door, and immediately felt that they had planned it. "The gods are above, why don't everyone discuss with me in advance?" she complained.
Chapter completed!