Abnormal crossing

Chapter 186 The Truth (Part Two)

"Fifty years ago?"

Upon hearing the time mentioned by Qiao Kewen.

Adele, who had calmed down considerably under Jin's comforting words, was stunned: "Brother, how is this possible? Lynn was only a few months old fifty years ago, and he wasn't even present at the wedding—perhaps he saw you as a young person in some video."

As Adele said.

Lynn is only in his early fifties now. Fifty years ago, he was just a baby in open-crotch pants. How could he have seen Joe Cowen at the wedding?
Moreover, the wedding was not a secret ceremony, and it would be no problem for a royal butler like Lynn to review the footage.

In fact, let alone Lynn, even ordinary people can see it with just a click of their fingers.

“Hmm, what you said makes sense,” Qiao Kewen glanced at his younger sister upon hearing this, and did not deny her guess, but continued, “But his tone at the time did not seem to be faked, but rather a very genuine feeling.”

"Of course, judging the truth or falsehood based on this tone alone is unreliable; at most, it will only deepen the doubts a little bit. So, in order to prove my judgment, I asked Jin to do something."

hibiscus?
Adele paused again, blinked, and looked at Hibiscus, who was still mimicking Rachel.

Followed by.

Princess Boska III suddenly realized something and looked sharply at Jokowen: "The Royal Cemetery?"

Qiao Kewen nodded slightly: "Yes."

As Qiao Kewen spoke, a large crack appeared in the floor in the center of the hall, as if something was about to emerge from below.

But Qiao Kewen and Milo showed no intention of stopping them or escaping. He simply took a small step back: "I asked Jin to go to the Royal Cemetery. While passing through the Imperial Tomb District, she analyzed one of the cemeteries, which is..."

Speaking of it.

Joe Cowen raised his head, his gaze fixed on Lynn: "Lynn Dort's father, the mausoleum of Myron Dort."

Lynn's expression remained unchanged, but his left hand had already quietly clenched into a fist, clearly indicating that he was not at peace.

And this time.

Adele finally caught up with Joe Cowen's train of thought, and she covered her mouth in utter surprise: "Could it be..."

“That’s right,” Joe Cowen exhaled a breath of stale air with a complicated expression. “Perhaps this is the power of time—I never thought we would meet again in this way after fifty years, Mr. Mellendott.”

Lynn—no, it should be said that Myrondott, who had remained perfectly calm throughout the banquet, finally showed a slight change in expression upon hearing this: "."

As Joe Cowen said.

Perhaps this is the power of time.
Although Mylendott has lived cautiously as the eldest son for twenty-two years, he has perfectly replicated all of Lynndott's habits and movements—from the angle of his jaw when shaving in the morning to the deliberately emphasized strokes when signing documents.

The entire royal chambers of the Bosca Kingdom.

Aside from Samantha Sek, the head of the Heraldry Academy, and the director of the Royal Institute, no one knew his true identity. Sometimes, even he himself was a little unsure of who he was. But even the most meticulous disguise gave itself away when he greeted Jokovin:
Upon seeing Joe Cowen, whom he hadn't seen for fifty years, Mellendott couldn't help but sigh, "Things have changed." This was only natural, but unexpectedly, Joe Cowen took it as a sign of doubt.

Although he had made some arrangements in the tomb, how could such a thing be hidden once investigated thoroughly?
After all, who would have thought that someone would be so bored as to go to a graveyard to do X-ray vision?

He then remained silent for a moment before finally speaking slowly, his voice low and hoarse, as if it had traveled through a long period of time: "...As expected, I couldn't hide it from you, Governor Joe Cowen."

This statement is undoubtedly an acknowledgment of one's own identity.

Adele's eyes widened in shock as she stared at Mellendoit in disbelief: "So...you really are Mellendoit? But you clearly already..."

"Already dead? Is that right?" Myron smiled faintly. At this point, he no longer hid anything: "Just some simple tricks. After all, a chief of the interior who is over 120 years old is quite conspicuous in Boska. Even if he is not dead, he should be retired and enjoying his old age. If he wants to stay in the palace, he has to think of a new way to keep a low profile, right?"

Adele remained silent.

Whether she likes it or not, the fact that Mylendott has replaced Lynn in the royal family and has been lurking there ever since is an undeniable fact.

at the same time.

On the other side, Qiao Kewen was also not at peace.

He met Melendot at Adele’s wedding fifty years ago. Although it was only a brief encounter, Melendot left a deep impression on Joaquín in terms of his manners and experience.

After venturing into the Star Sea.

Joe Cowen would occasionally lament that it was a pity Mellendot was born in Bosca; such a person would have achieved even greater success in StarCraft.

The result was unexpected.

Fifty years later.

That old friend, despite their age difference, has become one of the masterminds behind the scenes—and judging from the situation, Mellendott and his group seem to be more than just ordinary "black hands."

"."

Then Adele's lips twitched, her gaze sweeping over Boko III and the royal family, who remained motionless like statues: "And what about them? What exactly happened to them? — What did you do to the Boska royal family?"

Mylendott raised his eyelids and glanced at her, ignoring the princess he had once served, and turned his gaze to Jokowen: "You clearly discovered my identity, so why did you come to the banquet? Did you think I wouldn't harm you? Or do you think you have the confidence to defy us?"

“That’s a bit complicated, you could say you’re stubborn,” Joe Cowen shrugged, meeting Melendorth’s gaze without flinching. “But you guys are acting a bit strange. I’ve been rambling on for ages and you haven’t even attacked me. Haven’t you heard the saying villains die from talking too much? Or…”

Qiao Kewen turned around and gave a meaningful look at the crack that was continuing to widen:
"What are you waiting for too?"

Note:
A classmate suggested radiofrequency ablation surgery. Well, surgery isn't something you can just do by talking about it online. At the very least, you need a test report. Besides, I've had surgery more than once (I'm referring to other parts of the body). Even with minimally invasive surgery, you still have to consider the body's capacity to handle it. So this isn't a simple matter. Today, Monday, I'm going to see a specialist to see what they have to say. They're one of the top cardiac authorities in our province. It took a lot of favors to get in touch with them.

(End of this chapter)