Chapter 118 The Great Detective of Bay City

"Good morning, Deacon Roy, agent of MI9, Lieutenant Constance greets you." A tall and thin young gentleman stood straight. He had short blond hair and a handsome appearance. He was wearing a black coat that was unremarkable but at first glance looked very valuable. He seemed to be very distant and extremely serious.

"Welcome, Lieutenant Conse. Relax. The church has always been tolerant of its believers." Roy stood up and returned the greeting. Even if he didn't care about the nobles' quarrels in the kingdom, he understood the significance of a powerful viscount. Moreover, it was always right to give face to a generous sponsor. He pointed to the old man standing next to him and introduced:
"This is Blue, from the Tingen Punisher Squad. He's experienced and has a keen sense of smell. He was one of the people who solved the 'Devil Angel' case a while ago. Although the murderer has not been caught yet, with the blessing of the storm, we have successfully rescued a group of the Lord's believers and saved them from being tortured.

"This is Conse Learson. Well, you can communicate with each other on more specific matters.

“In the following period, as one of the special teams, you will have higher powers to search and act, but it is best to report in advance.

"Remember, there are other similar groups carrying out the same mission. You can compete with each other, but you must not be hostile to each other.

"I hope that Storm and the military can work closely together to make sure that the cunning pirates who dare to invade Backlund have no way to escape. Defend the dignity of Storm and the kingdom. Storm is with you!"

dong dong!

"Storm be with you!" Old Blue's piety is visible to the naked eye and audible to the ears, and Storm's etiquette is impeccable.

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The underground passage of Holy Wind Cathedral.

"Hello, Lieutenant Learson."

"Cons, just call me Cons, Mr. Blue."

Looking at the youngest son of the Viscount who was polite but seemed to be keeping people at a distance, Old Blue smiled. According to his impression, Conse was not like this in front of Audrey and other friends. Instead, he was a warm-hearted person who cared a lot about his friends. It seemed that he had not been recognized by this young man yet.

He called himself Kongs without adding his last name, which clearly meant that he wanted to achieve success on his own?

"Okay, Conse, can you tell me why you got involved in this matter? Well, did you ask for it on your own initiative, or did you accept the assignment from your superiors?"

"I'm sorry, I don't understand the necessity of this question, and it involves departmental secrets, so I can't answer it." The blond boy walked side by side with old Blue. His voice was gentle but the content was a cold rejection.

"Very good, you have a strong sense of confidentiality. You are worthy of being an elite in the military... So, what is your next plan? Have you read the previous reports?" Old Blue asked playfully.

"Yes, I have read your mission reports before. Well, I just glanced at them and threw them away. So, please listen to my instructions and assist me in capturing Qilingos." Cons quickened his pace, and when he finished walking through the passage leading to the outside of the church, he was already one body length ahead, as if he was the guide and leader of this team.

Old Blue had a smile on his face, and he lightly lifted up the sacred tree cane on the sea floor and said:

“Okay, it’s my great honor to assist you in capturing Qilingos. The stinking pirate who offended the dignity of the kingdom and Storm must die!

"Now can you tell me the next plan?"

When the two men reached the street, Conse stopped a public carriage, jumped on it swiftly, and said to the driver and to Old Blue:

"Hilston, Heath Street."

Where? Old Blue took out a pound note and handed it to the driver, indicating that he didn't need to change it. This successfully aroused the latter's enthusiasm. The middle-aged driver respectfully welcomed Old Blue into the carriage and drove the carriage quickly and well.

Old Blue closed the door of the carriage and found that Cons had already sat down and began to rest with his eyes closed. He couldn't help but laugh and feel curious. What kind of secret did this nobleman know that made him look down on the Punisher so much?

He was also happy and relaxed, and started the "car dance" with his cane.

……

Outside a somewhat old house, Old Blue followed Conse out of the carriage and headed straight for the gate.

Jingle, jingle.

Conse rang the doorbell twice and waited quietly.

After more than ten seconds, the door was opened and Conse and Old Blue were welcomed to the sofa area.

Old Bruce looked a little strange. The house was a little dark and gloomy. There was no fire in the fireplace. Next to him was a middle-aged man with gray hair on his temples sitting in a rocking chair...

Isn't this Isengard Stanton? Eye of Wisdom? Did he recognize me? Well, not necessarily. My beard was shaved again by Xio. Hey, why do people in the Tarot Club always like to greet the beard...

Old Bruce saw that Conse's attitude was somewhat respectful. He handed a document to his assistant and said:
"Mr. Stanton, I would like you to use deduction to help me find the target's behavior pattern in Backlund. It would be best if you could determine where he is now."

Damn! Old Blue wanted to laugh, but he forced himself to hold it back. His body was shaking, as if he was shivering from the cold atmosphere here. He stared at the great detective, who took the information confidently, and then his expression became extremely strange - it was pity! Pity from the Beyonder of the Reader Path! Contempt!
The great detective looked at Conse with pity, as if he was looking at a believer in knowledge whose IQ was not up to par.

He looked back at Old Blue, as if to say, you're quite old, but you don't have any experience at all.

The great detective mercilessly repeated what he had said to the two ladies:

"The target has a paranoid love for the wind...

……

"We can only infer these contents from the information you provided."

After seeing the two off, Isengard rocked the rocking chair, stroking the brass ornaments that symbolized knowledge, and whispered, "A noble son? The one next to him is a bodyguard? He looks familiar..."

……

Old Blue held his forehead. Lieutenant Conse had a very ugly expression on his face. He must have realized that the Mandated Punishers, whom he had despised for a long time, had turned the location proposed by Isengard upside down... Of course, at the first "bait meeting", Old Blue copied Isengard's theory and said it as his own, successfully establishing his image as a wise old man. After that, almost all the Mandated Punishers were running in this direction.

He was very curious, why did Conse think that Isengard could analyze the exact location of Qilingos? So he asked:

"Lieutenant Conseil, well, you are worthy of being the Great Detective of Isengard. You actually came to the conclusion that took a long time to discuss with the church in just two or three minutes!
"I guess we should go straight to Qi Lingos's residence next? Or should we notify the church first and ask for support?
"Um, could you please tell me the address so I can report to the church..."

"..." Kang Si was choked, and he quickly reacted:

"Mr. Detective has not deduced the exact location of Qi Lingos, so we can't lock him down for the time being. Well, I need to go back and find some information. Tomorrow, I will go to the church to find you. Let's stop here today."

After saying that, Kang Si walked away quickly, muttering quietly:

"This is somewhat different from the 'deduction method' in Emperor Roselle's literary collection... Audrey is so unreliable, saying that Backlund's most powerful detective must be able to do what's in the book...

"It's embarrassing, I've embarrassed myself this time... Hey, Audrey and the others must not know about this. Old Blue should keep it a secret, right? Well, they don't even have the chance to meet, I must not let it slip."

In the shadows of the street, Old Blue used his "hermit" ability to eavesdrop on everything and almost laughed his ass off.

"Deductive method? Detectives still have to rely on Sherlock! They still have to rely on metaphysics!"

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