Lord of the Silver Crow

Early in the morning, Irene returned to the new business district, back to Fire Tree Street, back to the Black Butterfly Office, riding in the earliest carriage that was almost the earliest in her life.

However, when she opened the door, she was astonishingly either already going out or sleeping late at Baolin, who was smearing the white bread with red paste...

Seeing this scene, Irene stared her eyes:

"what are you doing!?"

She recognized it. It was tomato paste, which she bought from the herbal shop not long ago.

Although the price has been decreasing, it is still very expensive.

"It's delicious with bread, would you like to try it?" Bao Lin smiled.

A few years ago, tomato paste was still used as a medicine, but he thought it was good to be eaten with bread.

Compared to "tomato paste", "tomato sauce" may be better, just like caviar.

After a few mutters, Irene did not choose to put the tomato paste away as usual.

They are no longer short of money, and they don't need to look at it a few months ago and try to save money.

However, just as she bulged her cheeks, she was about to pass by Paulin, but at this moment, she saw a piece of paper on the table with sharp eyes.

A bank deposit certificate.

Seeing the bank deposit slip, she was taken aback.

That is not the certificate of deposit for the two of them, it is another one.

Looking at Paulin, she asked in a low voice, "Diago might have already..."

When the previous incident happened, there was suspicion inside the thorn tree that Diago had been killed and replaced by someone from the secret court or the Extraordinary of the Brotherhood of Lanterns.

"It's not important, Irene." Paolin who was smearing ketchup with a knife and fork stopped, looked up, took a look at her, and replied, "This is a man's promise. I said that I will leave a copy for him. ."

After finishing speaking, the knife and fork in his hand were slightly hard, and the soft white bread was cut in half:

"I don't know if he is dead or alive, but I am willing to believe that he is still alive. This is enough."

"You are always like this, Paulin." Irene sighed. She knew nothing more about her brother.

She obviously said that she already has enough money to buy a house to run an office, and she doesn't need to find Fast's.

Ms. Elsa is okay, but people like Diago are not supposed to be detectives at all. Before she became an Extraordinary, she knew Diago was a useless guy. Uncle Comancha was in Dirude. There was originally another shop in the city, but because of Diago, the shop collapsed.

The Fast's clothing store was also asked for money over and over again and almost collapsed.

If it weren't for Elsa, the cloakroom would be gone.

It's not so much looking for "cooperation" as it is to send money to the Fast family.

When Paulin was about to "cooperate" with Diago with the money she got from the Thorn Tree, she was very disagreeable.

Although the two of them lived in Fast's house for a few months, it was only a few months. Even if it is a return, it should not be done in this way.

Even if Diago has changed a little because of the death of Uncle Comancha, she is no longer as bad as before, but she still distrusts Diago.

But, forget it, she has nothing to say.

Paulin has always been like this.

She sat behind another table and changed the subject:

"There seemed to be a theft case around here last night, right?"

She was not at home last night, not in the office. She learned about this from a small vendor on the street.

"Yes, that's right."

Paulin, who was smoothly changed the subject, shrugged his shoulders, forkped a piece of bread and brought it to his mouth. While enjoying the food satisfactorily, he flipped through the newspaper sitting on the flat, reading in a very relaxed mood:

Sweeping his gaze over the "Glinton Evening News", lines of text came into his eyes:

[Silent night, the thief reappears! ! ! ]

[The Dalton Chamber of Commerce is stolen! ! ! Masked thief wearing a white mask! No one heard his footsteps! ]

Weird thief? That masquerade thief with a white mask?

After Bao Lin glanced at it curiously, it was very graphic, not like news, but more like a novel paragraph, and then flipped through the other pages without any nostalgia.

At the same time, Paulin, who was chewing food, continued to answer Irene’s questions:

"And it seems to be next door. The sound made me unable to sleep, so I woke up early."

Right next door?

Hearing these words, Irene was taken aback:

"No one lives next door."

This area, the location of this office, is because there have been quite brutal murders, so the price is so low.

It seemed that the residents in a row of houses were killed.

It happened just a few years ago.

Hearing Irene's answer, Paulin was also taken aback.

Of course he knew about the murder. After all, the time of the murder was the time when their father was killed by the rioting mob.

However, despite the murder, other houses in this row were still bought and moved in.

In other words, it was made into a rented apartment.

After becoming an Extraordinary, he stayed in Rose Church for more time than usual, so he did not know more about the situation than Irene, who had always stayed in the office.

The two looked at each other, then spoke in a low voice.

"Thief? Or a tramp?"

"Extraordinary or... ghost?" Irene said her guess.

As the actual manager of the firm, she has almost first-hand contact with a lot of information circulating recently.

Including the intelligence that the spirit body appeared in various places in Di Lude, the intelligence that the corpse collectors and gray pigeons, and other extraordinary people spontaneously patrolled.

"Are you going to inform?" Irene asked a little nervously, touching the drawer with her right hand, and placing the bullet nest full of thorny bullets and the revolver in it.

Of course it was the others in the Thorn Tree who was notified, Paulin certainly understood.

And the answer is yes.

...

"There should be a spirit body near here."

Yago didn't respond when he heard Shugein's voice.

After all, he is too familiar with this plot.

Black Butterfly Office.

He certainly did not let go of the ceremonies of the Brotherhood of Lanterns and the "Legend Reappearance", but other churches can do more than him at this stage.

Moreover, sharpening the knife and not chopping wood by mistake, he is not paddling, he needs to make his mysterious fit as soon as possible, so that he can increase his combat power, and have more confidence in the face of the chief messenger of the ritual.

The rumors of the "crow" of the corpse collector spread, but it is also necessary to make people's cognition objects correspond to him.

Therefore, he needs to do something under the observation of other people to make people believe that he is the "crow" of the corpse collector.

It's just a coincidence that...

He didn't expect that when he looked around for the spirit body, he would find it next to the Black Butterfly Office.