Mystery: The Fool's Witch Angel

In Pulitzer Hospital, the light yellow sunlight slanted into the window. Compared to the hustle and bustle outside the corridor, the room where the Nighthawk patient was located was much quieter. The Weeknd opened the curtain across the bed and chatted and laughed with Kelly. With…

"The medicine given by the pharmacist seems to be pretty good. You guys regained your energy so quickly." Voss came in with a bag of food.

"Captain, Nissen has gone home to recuperate, and he asked me to tell you." Delphine and Voss said.

"Okay, how are you doing? I've told your family. You can also tell yourself, or you can just go home."

After Voss finished speaking, he distributed the food he bought to everyone. Weiken picked up the salmon crispy roll and ate it, "Captain, you understand me. The York family also has pudding, and his Pudding is the best. .”

While eating, Weiken asked again, "Captain, when will you get married?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Royce came in with Hermione. "What, has Voss found a marriage partner? This way his uncle doesn't have to worry anymore."

Hermione directly wondered, Was Vos so impatient when he was still young? But I also found out that he had been dating some women.

Royce explained, "Vos's full name is Voss Frederic Brudenell. Maybe Voss is not very famous, but his uncle, Earl James Thomas Brudenell, is from Pulitzer Harbor." of major arms manufacturers.”

Although Hermione didn't know these characters, they must be very rich. She couldn't help but sigh, why was she just as poor before and after?

"So Captain..." Before Waken could finish his sentence, he fell asleep, still holding the unfinished pie in his hand.

Voss smiled and said, "Let's have a nightmare first. The captain dares to joke about it."

"Royce, this is your potion. Just drink it and you'll be fine." Voss took out a small tube of blue liquid.

Royce took it and drank it in one gulp: "It doesn't taste very good. Next time I see the pharmacist, I'll ask him to improve the taste."

After drinking it, he felt cool, and his nasal congestion and fatigue were gone.

"The effect is pretty good. Let's see if we can trick him into joining the Nighthawks. Voss, please try your best."

"The other party is a believer of the Church of the Mother Earth. As the liaison here, let's forget it. As long as he keeps to himself, just keep him. He will be needed someday when he gets sick. After the Heart of Machinery is disbanded, the task will become heavier."

"Wors, what do you think of Hermione? It happens that we are short of manpower recently."

Hermione on the side felt that if she just let him choose to become a member of the glorious guardians, or a sealed item, or a special trait, he would definitely join willingly.

"I think Hermione is pretty good. I have to report it to the superiors." Voss replied seriously. "It's quite safe in the Backlund area now. It's hard to say in remote areas, it's a bit chaotic."

"Hermione, do you want to come and be a colleague with us? You are welcome."

Kelly and Delphine also expressed their welcome after hearing this. They also saw Hermione's performance last night. With such a fierce person, the safety of subsequent missions can be greatly guaranteed.

"You guys should have a good rest. Our mission hasn't been completed yet?" Voss led Hermione and Royce outside.

"Voss, speaking of what you just said, what are your uncle's plans to explain? You also need a wife to manage your family."

"Royce, is that even you? My uncle asked me to go to a dinner party this weekend, and I'm trying to think of a reason not to go. You know I don't like that kind of entertainment."

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid Sir James will transfer you away from the Nighthawks through connections. After all, the profession of Nighthawks is too dangerous."

Voss and Royce were talking about trivial matters in life, while Hermione used their words to learn more about this place and those people, and see if they could make some friends, which would be convenient for fighting and dealing with funeral arrangements in the future. superior.

I didn't expect that I was having both sides now, 'Great Fool, bless your weak and helpless believers! '

At the police station in Yorktown, where the village of Chalfee is located, Chief Greg Shelby looked at the nearest precinct report, frowning, and the cigarette in his hand had been burned out.

When the superiors assigned the task to investigate, they found that there were strangers everywhere, and many people disappeared inexplicably. They had either gone to the Southern Continent or fished in the troubled waters of Fusac. Isn't this embarrassing the people at the bottom?

"Uncle Greg, are you there? I'm coming in." After saying that, the tired Will walked into Greg's office.

"Vail, do you have anything to report?" Greg raised his head and asked. Greg and Will's father, Old Will, were police officers together. Later, Old Will died in the line of duty, and Greg had been looking after Will.

"Three people have disappeared in Chalfi Village recently, and I am investigating."

"It's not surprising that he disappeared. He may have gone to another country or the southern continent."

"That's not the case, uncle. I investigated and found that the three missing people were an old man, a middle-aged man, and a young boy. They couldn't have gone overseas to pan for gold together! And I found that they might not have left Char at all. Feicun, there has been no news for so long, I suspect they have been killed."

"Do you have any clues or discoveries?" Greg knew that Will came to him and must have discovered something.

"I have investigated. There are strangers in the Steam Church church, and Father Meade, who has a good relationship with me, has not appeared for a long time. They said Father Meade has gone back, but I have investigated the vehicle traffic records in Zhenshan. , they didn’t see it, maybe I was negligent, but I think the answer to the question is there.”

Will said his deduction, and Greg also realized something.

"You didn't go in, or investigated the church."

"No, although I am very suspicious, uncle, you have reminded me that if the church is involved, I will report to you, so I usually pretend that I haven't found anything and continue to investigate."

"Very well, be careful. I will report this to the authorities. The higher-ups will send people to handle it at that time. Don't go inside to investigate privately. Some things are often not as simple as they appear."

Greg has been a police officer for so long and has experienced so much. There are some things he knows. His friend Lao Weir died in the hands of those people. He fell in front of him inexplicably and never got up again. He will never forget it.

When the investigation order from above came down, I also guessed something. Now I just ask the above to send someone to deal with it as soon as possible. I can only keep Little Will away.

"Also, you don't need to investigate this anymore, just take a rest." Greg stopped Weir who was about to go out.

"Don't worry, Uncle Greg, I understand." Will smiled and walked out.

After Weir left, Greg wrote a report and quickly sent it to the Pulitzer General Administration via telegram. "I hope it's me who's worrying too much this time, not those people."

In Pulitzer Harbor, where the Nighthawks Pulitzer detachment is located, Voss got the reply, and it also had the signature of Cardinal Grant Clenath Rand. It seemed that Hermione's identity was indeed not simple!

"...After the meeting's study and the guarantee of Her Excellency "Eye of the Goddess" Ilia, it was agreed to recruit Hermione as an external employee of the Nighthawks. The person in charge of Pulitzer Port will continue to monitor and care for Hermione..."

After reading it, Voss filed it away and headed outside. After two days of rest and the medicine given by the pharmacist, everyone was almost healed, and Hermione was waiting outside.

Seeing Voss walking out with a smile, everyone shook hands with Hermione.

Voss also stepped forward: "Hello Hermione, you are welcome to become a colleague with us. The church has hired you as an external employee of the Nighthawks. Although the authority is not high, we are all a family. If you have any difficulties, please contact us directly. Talk to us."

"Okay, Captain Voss."

Kelly then took Hermione to learn about the work of the Nighthawks, but since Hermione was only an external employee, she did not have enough authority to understand the core information such as the sealed artifacts.

To put it simply, they are mercenaries who are paid to help handle things.

Hermione also liked this. After all, she had to leave later and wouldn't stay here for long. It would be troublesome if she went in.

At this time, the receptionist came in and said a few words to Royce. Royce asked Hermione to come out. Voss seemed to join in the fun and followed.

When they went outside, Cady, who was waiting, saw the two of them and greeted them with a smile.

"Mr. Royce, Miss Hermione, and what do you call this gentleman? My name is Thomas Cady."

"Just call me Voss. Is there any news?"

Previously, Hermione and Royce approached Voss to go through the adoption procedures for Sister Eliza Yvonne. Only with the certificate can they arrange to study in the academy. Voss also knew what happened to the two sisters.

"Yes, Mr. Voss, I heard that after Inis was sold, a wealthy businessman bought her and said he took her away to be his lover."

"What's the name of that rich businessman?" the three people asked at the same time

"I'm not sure what the name is. It's someone from Feneport or Lundberg. It's just paid by Master Brudenell. Master Brudenell should know."

Voss held his forehead, and it seemed that he couldn't avoid it since he was eating melon at home.

Royce next to him patted Voss and said, "It's up to you, Voss. Go ask your uncle."

"It seems that there is no way to escape tomorrow's dinner. My uncle will definitely exchange this. Please wait for my news. I will ask." After saying that, Voss left to find his uncle.

Thomas stayed there, not expecting to be so close to the big shots.

"Mr. Voss is Lord Brudenell's nephew. Did I hear that right?"

"You heard that right. You did a good job. Do you want to be our informant? If you have any news in the slums, you can report it to us and we will pay you accordingly." Royce said

"No problem, Mr. Royce."

After a brief conversation, Thomas left here.

After a while, Voss also came back, and Hermione and Royce came forward to ask for specific information.

"My uncle told me that if I attend the dinner party tomorrow, the wealthy businessman will also be there. Let me go and ask myself."

Hermione was also a little anxious, "Can you take me with you?" Hermione was afraid of embarrassing Voss too much, so it was better to ask herself.

"Okay, I'll pick you up then."