Holding a file bag in hand, Donald walks down the street.

Marcelo Blaze is a practical person. He received the reward. Despite the heavy work of the main job, he still meticulously sorted out the special events that happened some time ago.

From June 13 to June 22, in 9 days, the number of cases in Puston City may not be less than dozens of cases, but it can be called special cases, but not many important cases.

As far as we know, three people involved in the mission at that time, including Donald, are all dead, and they are undoubtedly successful.

Otherwise there will be no "reward".

This matter must be not a murder, because there are more professionals in this regard. After contacting August, Donald was convinced of this.

His eyes eventually stopped at the fire at the Puston Municipal Library.

What’s special about this case is that the location of the fire inside the library is very strange. It actually caught fire on the bookshelf, or there are many places!

You should know that in a library, where a large collection of books is accumulated, it pays most attention to fire safety, not to mention a bookshelves full of paper books.

Moreover, the purpose of the perpetrator is also unpredictable. The Puston Municipal Library is open to the whole city, and only charges a symbolic fee of 1pc for repairing items and book sorting.

Just grab money and take a knife to go directly to the front desk, and at most it will be a few gold pounds. It is better to grab the roadside grocery store.

What's the matter with killing people and burning bookshelf? The smoke emitted when the books burned directly emptied the entire library within ten minutes.

Subsequent on-site investigations also proved that no one was injured.

It seems like a totally failed crime, but what if the fire is just a cover-up?

The arsonist actually had other things to do in the Puston Municipal Library, but the matter must be kept confidential, so he forcibly drove everyone present in a short period of time by arson.

Attract everyone's eyes to the fire, and then use the fire to destroy traces.

That's what I did at that time?

Donald couldn't remember what role he played in it.

"Mr. Grant, come home so late?"

At the entrance of the corner library, Charles Antoine greeted Donald with a broom and dustpan in her hand.

"Yes, if you work for someone else, the boss says you have to work overtime, then you must work overtime. Is Mr. Kann at home?"

Stopped, Donald wondered whether to tell them what happened last night.

"Here, but he is already upstairs. He is old and can't do work. He closes the door at 8 o'clock every day and goes back upstairs to read books."

"Thank you for me. The quality of tea is very good, refreshing and helping me a lot!"

The second half of the sentence was deliberately raised tone. He noticed that the window on the street on the second floor of the bookstore was on, thinking that maybe he could hear it in the room.

"Haha, that's great. If you have time in the future, you will always come to the store to sit there. It's always good to chat with multiple people."

"I will come to the door again, goodbye."

I didn't choose to enter the bookstore at this time, although it might be more conducive to communication at this time.

Donald had some concerns.

Infinita said they had already lifted their surveillance from themselves since two months ago.

Donald cannot guarantee that this is true or false.

Even though Infinita really doesn't know about going to the underground market recently, she doesn't know about the matter of translating the lost stone slab.

At present, the father and son in the bookstore are likely to be the key to breaking the situation. Donald would not test such a thing. Running to the bookstore at night is too eye-catching.

"goodbye."

When Donald walked away, Charles Antoine put away his cleaning tools and walked in and leaned them against the wall.

There is no dust or garbage inside.

Turn off the kerosene lamp in the store and go straight upstairs.

"It's time to deliver tea, and it's time to drink it."

Kann sat by the window, a small round table, two wooden chairs placed opposite each other, and two cups of tea had been brewed.

"The common tricks of the church, Dream Inquiry, are really nouns. I don't know who discovered this recipe at the beginning, but it has caused many people to suffer. Fortunately, there are many smart people here. I made tea recipes a few years ago, otherwise I would have to try my best to enter the power level?"

Charles took a sip of tea, let out a low voice, and then said to Kann with some emotion.

"Don't you know? Whether it's Mengxun or this tea formula, it comes from the same person. That person is called a pharmacist in our circle. Do you know what his talent is?"

Shaking the teacup, Kann seemed to be recalling: "Can you imagine a person who just takes a look at herbs and knows its year, effect, and how much should be placed in the potion to achieve perfection and completely activate the drug? I have seen it...unbelievable."

"It's really amazing, so why did he develop dream inquiry for the church? Are you not afraid that the church will use it on him and ask all the precious formulas?"

This type of auxiliary talent seems to be of no help to combat, and now the two people sitting at the table will naturally not have that narrow vision.

"How is this kind of person? We all know in our hearts how important it is. Who can guarantee that we will not use medicine in the future? He has many friends. Not only people in our circle, alien organizations, churches... all value him, and major organizations are trying to win him over."

"You still didn't say why he wanted to develop the Dream Inquiry agent."

"Because he simply wants to help major churches maintain social order. That guy is a kind person."

Cann Antoine's hand was holding the teacup, and her fingers were burned red, and she still didn't let go.

"Then why did he make this tea again? It's inconsistent? Did he find that Mengxun agent is too dangerous, so he wants to remedy it?"

"No, no, no, he never thought that it was dangerous. He thought that people like us should be restrained and did not do bad things, so how could he worry about being investigated?"

"Hmph, then this recipe was also given to the church?"

Charles disagreed with the person's behavior.

“For us.”

"Didn't you say he doesn't think he's wrong? Why do you take the initiative to configure this formula and hand it over to those of us?"

"Because we gave him a reason that he could not refuse."

Blowing away the foam from the tea, Karn glanced at Charles.

The hot tea enters the throat and exhales white breath comfortably.

"Haha~ It's interesting."
Chapter completed!