Mystery: Good Witch

Chapter 38
In the next few days, Angel's daily routine became more regular.

Report to the Blackthorn Security Company every morning as usual, and go to the "Zotland Shooting Club" at No. 3 Zotland Street with Klein for shooting practice. After finishing the daily practice bullets, he will go to Old Neil to learn about divination and ritual magic.

Have a meal at the security company at noon, then return to the home on Narcissus Street, and spend the whole afternoon making "Storm Convergence" and "Phantom Phosphorus Eruption" bullets.

For dinner, Angel will choose a restaurant that she has never been to before and enjoy brand new food. This is one of the few pleasures for her who lacks social and entertainment activities. After nightfall, she will try to use the scraps left over from making bullets to make the spells she learned from Old Neil. The success rate is very low, so it is time to practice the craft.

On Saturday, two days after retrieving the lost ring in the dock area, Mrs. Green came to the Blackthorn Security Company again, happily paid the final payment, and got the ring back.

Angel and Klein's first commission was successfully completed, but the investigation of the mysterious assassin and the organization behind him has made no progress.

On the day she sketched the portrait of the assassin, Dunn Smith used the Tingen City Police to post wanted notices all over the city. If she provided key clues or assisted the police in catching the target, she could get a full reward of 100 pounds.

Unfortunately, this huge sum has never been claimed.

Angel even suspected that the assassin had already fled from Tingen City. After all, he was shot in the battle, and there was no way to recover in a short period of time, and he was seen in the face again.

"If it were me, I would do it." Angel assumed the identity of the assassin and made a judgment.

Divinations on the dagger he left behind were fruitless.

Old Neil tried dream divination and psychic rites. The former could use a short period of sleep to see what needed divination as if he had seen it with his own eyes. The latter used ritual magic to achieve a similar effect.

Both approaches failed.

Old Neil believed that the divination results had been artificially disturbed, and that the other party had used some kind of "anti-divination" technique, making the divination and channeling against him ineffective.

Several people discussed that this is definitely not an ability that an "Assassin" can master, and there must be more Extraordinary behind the opponent, maybe even a mid-sequence powerhouse.

Dunn Smith also suspected Mrs. Green's identity. He obtained relevant information through the police, trying to confirm whether the other party was related to the mysterious "Assassin" and the wild Extraordinary behind him.

"Ms. Green's full name is Irna Green. Her husband is the founder and largest shareholder of 'Green Printing Factory' in Tingen, Vincent Green. One month ago, Vincent Green's carriage fell into the river at night. Mr. Green and his personal servants in the carriage died on the spot. They all drowned, and only the driver escaped by chance."

Dunn held the file with the seal of the Ahwa County Police Department, pressed his temple with the other hand, and said wearily.

In the past few days, he not only has to write documents to report to the church, but also needs to contact the police in Tingen City and several other church forces. Even "Nightmare" hardly needs sleep, and the long hours of hard work make him feel a little powerless.

It was already Monday morning of the new week, and it was also the day when Angel delivered the special bullets she had made.

When she came to Dunn Smith's office with the small wooden box containing the materials before, she saw the captain leaning on the back of the chair with his eyes closed for a rare rest.

"Is it really an accident?" Angel expressed disbelief when Dunn introduced Mrs. Green's identity and the process of her husband's death.

"According to the driver's statement, the vision was poor at night, and when meeting another carriage, the horses of Mr. Green's carriage were frightened and sped forward, rushing straight into the river at the corner of the street. The driver only cared about running for his own life. When he swam to the shore, the carriage had already sunk. When the police arrived, only two bodies were recovered."

"The other carriage has also been investigated. It is a hired carriage. At that time, there were two students from the University of Tingen sitting in the carriage. There was no motive for the crime. It was just a coincidence."

Dunn took out one of the dossiers and handed it to Angel: "The deceased was a follower of the God of Steam and Machinery, so 'Heart of the Machine' participated in the investigation and issued a short report, believing that there was no extraordinary power involved in this matter."

"What I mean is, it doesn't have to be the Extraordinary who did it, but could someone... such as pay someone to kill someone?"

Angel felt that Dunn, or these official Extraordinary people, had limited thinking. Could it be that without extraordinary abilities, there would be no murders in this world?

"The case has been closed. The Tingen police believe that the death was accidental." Dunn shrugged. "I checked the file, and there are no loopholes."

"What's interesting is that the Greens have no children or other immediate family members. According to the laws of the kingdom, after the death of Mr. Vincent Green, his printing house shares and other assets, exceeding 15000 pounds, will be inherited by Elna Green."

"But she needs Mr. Green's ring?" Angel suddenly realized when he heard this.

Dunn smiled and nodded: "That's right, although according to the property inheritance law, Mrs. Green can obtain all the property unconditionally, but other shareholders of the printing factory have many conflicts with her in the operation of the factory. If Mrs. Green wants to sell the shares and leave with money, she needs that ring."

No wonder Mrs. Green didn't even blink her eyelids when she heard that 120 pounds was needed. It turned out that there was a huge sum of 15000 pounds behind it.

"So Mrs. Green just lost an important ring, and then entrusted private detectives to find the target, and then entrusted us to get the ring back, but I happened to find out that the labor mutual aid association was conducting human trafficking?" Angel concluded, "Is it a coincidence?"

"That's right, it's just a coincidence." Dunn agreed. "Of course, the Labor Mutual Aid Association will definitely not be able to escape. Their current president, Jake Horton, took a boat to Enmat Port a week ago. The arrest warrant has already been issued there. In order not to startle the enemy, the Tingen City Police will not take action against the Mutual Aid Association until they catch him."

"When Jake Horton is arrested, he should be able to get a lot of information about the assassin and the organization behind him. At present, we can only wait."

Dunn put the file back into the file bag, sealed it with glue, and put it in the desk drawer. He also took out a smaller file bag with the dark holy emblem printed on it, opened it in front of Angel, and pulled out a few thin sheets of paper.

Angel pretended to glance casually, and immediately looked away, his heart pounding.

The top one was the ID card with her name printed on it. Needless to say, it must be the one bought at "Wild Heart" for 40 pounds.

Of course, the one I had was still lying in my home at No. 6 Narcissus Street. The one Dunn took out should have been obtained from the police in Backlund.

Dunn spread the papers in the file bag on the table one by one, and looked up at Angel, who was pretending to be calm: "Since you have finished making the bullets I need, I will submit these reports and the bullets together this afternoon, and the church will reply within about a week."

"This is your identity information. I applied to the Backlund Diocese, and they obtained it from the police department."

He first pointed to the identification card on the far left, said slowly, and then moved his finger to the second letter paper full of words.

"This is a summary of your involvement in the 'Disappearance of Cole Granger' and the murders he committed."

Angel glanced at the letter paper. Although the text was upside down, he could still roughly make out Dunn's handwriting.

"In the end, the whole process of Sharon Hoy invading the Nighthawk base and being killed is the report written by Leonard. You can read it and point out any problems."

Dunn pushed the third sheet of paper to Angel, who turned it over and read it quickly.

As expected of Leonard Mitchell, a self-proclaimed poet, even the battle records are quite artistic. However, apart from the slightly exaggerated expression, this report actually recorded the process of the sneak attack and counter-sneak attack that night, allowing Angel to review the deathmatch with the mid-sequence powerhouse from another perspective.

"It's well written. I don't have anything to add." After reading Leonard's masterpiece, Angel turned the letter 180 degrees and pushed it back to Dunn.

"Is it really gone?"

Dunn didn't take the battle record, but pressed the other two pieces of paper with his hands, and looked at Angel quietly with gray eyes, meaning something.

Of course, the woman in front of you was actually a man two weeks ago. It was Cole Granger, who had a reward of 500 pounds on the arrest warrant. He committed multiple murders and abetting crimes in Tingen City within 2 years, causing the police to suffer.It's a pity that he failed in the process of being promoted to Sequence 7 "Witch". He died on the spot, and his body was occupied by the consciousness of another world. He also managed to sneak into the Extraordinary armed "Nighthawks" of the Church of the Evernight Goddess, in an attempt to hide his identity, pry into the secret knowledge of the mysterious world, and find a way to return to Earth—

"Nothing."

Angel could only bite the bullet and answer.

"Ah That's good."

To her surprise, Dunn Smith didn't ask any further questions, but swiftly put the three pieces of paper into the file bag. Afterwards, he lit a candle beside him, took out a piece of wax from the drawer to heat it, and solemnly sealed the file bag, stamped it with his own seal, and blew on the lacquer seal as if completing the ceremony.

After doing all this, he raised his head again and looked at the stern-faced Angel.

"Don't be nervous. I've sent a telegram to the Holy Church before. They have agreed in principle for you to become a full member. These documents are just a process."

Captain... Is it really okay for you to drink champagne at half time like this?And you just asked me if I had anything to add, were you probing or asking casually?
Angel couldn't figure out Dunn's intentions, so he could only smile back.

"By the way, although I have known your intentions before, I still need to formally confirm it now."

Putting the lacquer-sealed, cooled and fixed file bag on the wooden box filled with special bullets, Dunn straightened his body, with a serious face, and opened his mouth slowly:

"Miss Angel Granger, are you willing to formally join Tingen's Market Value Night Squad and become one of us? This means a formal official status, more generous salary and benefits, but it also means that you need to fight against danger and madness at any time, and even sacrifice your life."

"Your salary will be doubled immediately, half will be borne by the church, and the other half will be paid by the Ahowa County Police Department. You will also become a trainee inspector in Ahowa County."

"Once you join, you will be bound not only by the contract and the law, but also by the church's commandments. If you quit at will, it will be regarded as defection."

"Without the approval of the team, you must not leave Tingen City under any excuse."

"You can wait for the approval from the Holy Church before making a final decision."

(End of this chapter)