Chapter 244 04.0243: "'Fortune Teller'"

The shuttle flew straight toward the Sky Cage according to the preset route. Horatio took the opportunity to take out the medical kit from the co-pilot's side, then unbuckled his seat belt and walked towards the cabin.

"Here, a medical kit." He handed the package in his hand to the Inquisition agent who was injured in the operation, and the other party nodded weakly in thanks.

Then, he looked at the mysterious woman in a standing collar robe, who was adjusting her veil. Under the dim white light in the cabin, her face behind the veil looked like it was covered with a layer of frost, and her skin had a smooth and delicate texture like high-end porcelain.

She looked cold, and it was unclear whether she was unhappy about the burning of her home, or if it was just her nature. She remained silent after boarding the plane, and her chest did not rise and fall like a normal person's breathing, which sometimes made people wonder if she was a corpse.

Perhaps it was precisely because of this almost supernatural silence that she was able to move so silently.

Horatio looked at the face, especially the beautiful jaw hidden by the veil, and felt that it looked familiar.

"Wait, you..." After involuntarily moving close enough, Horatio saw the woman's face clearly, the face covered with a veil.

"Are you the psychic fortune teller in Sector F-4 of Midhive Vegas?"

Thinking back carefully, although there was a sign hanging in front of the tent saying that he was a psychic fortune teller, the other party did not look like a serious fortune teller at all. Apart from making mysterious gestures at the crystal ball for a while, he did not do anything else.

Think again.

The Corpse Guild is the only important force in this hive world that runs through the Upper, Middle and Lower Nests, covering a wide range of businesses including spire requiem, Upper Nest funerals, Middle Nest cemeteries and Lower Nest recycling.

If she is indeed the daughter of the former president of the Corpse Guild, then she would use the remaining family network to investigate her enemies for revenge. It is no wonder that she knew about the ambush of the Ministry of Justice team in the Lower Nest, and also knew about the Upper Nest, the Spire District, and even the Planetary Governor.

The woman's lips curled up slightly.

"You finally recognized me, sir. Now you know why I came directly to you." The woman raised her eyebrows and curled up a cold smile at the corner of her mouth.

"During the past investigation, I noticed you and your identity, because I had the 'list of the dead' of the victims and missing persons in the incident, so I knew whose descendant you were.

However, when you came to me, I was also in a difficult situation, so I disguised myself as a fortune teller and collected information by the way.

So much so that I couldn't do anything else except reveal some information to you.

After the rest of my family members were slaughtered, the Upper and Middle Nests were filled with spies who had a bounty on my head from this guy. In this case, I would die from a sniper's bullet before I even reached the gate of the Admiralty.

It is now that they are in such a state of disarray that I can seize the opportunity to come to you, whose true identity has been revealed, and seek your help."

"What a good disguise."

He didn't find the 'fortune teller' last time he went down there, but now he has come to him on his own initiative, which made him snort in a playful manner.

"If you, the navy, can help me regain the position of president, I can help you stabilize the overall situation and provide subsequent intelligence network support throughout the entire hive before the Corpse Guild becomes leaderless and causes greater chaos.

You know, the Hive cannot be without the Corpse Guild for a day, otherwise the plague will engulf the entire Abyssal Port."

"Of course. For you, the legitimate heir, I think this shouldn't be a difficult task."
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Sky Cage, inside the interrogation room.

"Ahhhhhh! Uh..." The president of the Corpse Guild, or to be more precise, the 'former' president, was twitching all over.

After getting everything he wanted, Inquisitor Ravenno let go of his hand with satisfaction.

"They have a secret meeting organization. With this vulture silver coin, everyone can enter a theater-like building. The VIP viewing platforms around are blocked by heavy and opaque curtains, so they cannot see other participants. The meeting place will also be randomly selected from several empty theaters without any rules and at short notice.

As for now, if the enemy is not a fool, he will not hold meetings in these places anymore."

"How did they keep in touch?" asked Horatio.

"Letters. These silver coins were also distributed in letters. Rich people don't use the public postal system, they all have private messengers. If you want to intercept these letters, you can only say that there is a possibility of success, but it is difficult.

But the good news is that this person is suspicious and curious by nature, and has privately dug up the identity information of many people who attended the meeting.

That's why he was assassinated the night we arrested him. Moreover, these people are so dissolute, just like drug addicts, they can't give up the habit of partying even in this extraordinary period. Rather than arresting them one by one, I prefer to catch them all at the next big party."

"I heard from my nun friend that the arbitrator of the Ministry of Justice is now able to move around after recuperation. I just happened to be going to discuss my saint coronation ceremony with the Holy Rose Sisters. Can we go together?"

"Then let's do it." Ravenno stood up and said, then he looked at the man who had been tortured to the point of being unconscious, turned to the woman and asked, "Come to think of it, we don't know your name yet."

"Hardinis, from the Di Capet family."

"Okay, Ms. Hadinis, I'll leave him to you from now on. He's worthless to us."

"As a reward for helping you to avenge yourself and ascend the throne, I hope that the intelligence you have gathered over the years will be useful to us when we return."

"Of course, sir." The woman finally smiled a little normally. "But aren't you curious about where I got this silver coin?"

When she mentioned silver coins, her smile became even brighter.

"If I can get one, I can definitely get you a second one, as well as the attached notification letter, don't worry.

When I take the position of president, the Abyssal Port Corpse Guild will serve the Empire wholeheartedly. From the top of the tower to all the guild areas under the nest, the dead will get the peace they deserve. I assure you that the Imperial Navy and the Inquisition will no longer have any worries in this regard. "
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"Arbitrator Javert, it seems you are recovering well."

Horatio came in with some comfort items and a small statue of the Angel of Death, and greeted the Arbitrator, who was standing in a daze at the window and was now able to walk.

"It's you, Mr. Horatio. I heard a lot of big things happened in Abyssal Port recently. Who is the gentleman at the back?"

"Clarence Ravenor. Just an Inquisitor of the Anti-Xenophobic Order in the service of the God-Emperor and the Imperium."

Hearing the Inquisitor's self-introduction, the Arbitrator took a breath.

For the Ministry of Justice, the Inquisitor is, to some extent, one of their direct superiors. Once the Inquisitor takes action personally, it means that the Ministry of Justice is likely to suffer a bloody purge due to its incompetence.

Ravenno saw the arbitrator's worry and smiled, "Don't worry, no one will massacre the Ministry of Justice. Well, as long as I can see that you will perform your duties faithfully in the days to come."

"Thank you, Your Excellency the Inquisitor. We will not let you down."

"In addition to visiting you this time, I also want to ask you, what did you find underground nine years ago that led to an ambush?"

This question brought back painful memories for Javert. His pupils widened and his lips trembled slightly, but he quickly adjusted his mood, took a deep breath, and spoke slowly.

(End of this chapter)