Old Gods, Rapid-Fire Guns, and Prohibition

Chapter 167 [The End of Time]

time.

12:40 noon.

It's almost one o'clock.

A little bit of the royal capital.

Velen walked into Jackson's house again.

As Ethan's most important partner in the royal capital, Jackson did not refuse to meet with Velen.

However, the famous art dealer seems unwilling to get involved in this mess for the sake of more famous paintings in the future.

Although he met with Velen every time, he did not provide any substantial help.

Everything seemed like a casual greeting and perfunctory.

And Velen is like the sinner in the myth who was punished by God to push the ball up the mountain. He knew that every time he pushed the ball up the mountain, it would eventually fall down, but he still kept trying, always thinking that he would succeed one day.

"What a persistent fellow."

The employees of the Kingdom Statistics Bureau who had been monitoring Velen were tired. They couldn't help yawning when they saw Velen enter Jackson's house.

"Speaking of which, it's okay for us to retreat now, right? Over at Winster, Young Master Joseph should be almost done with him, right? There's no point in keeping an eye on this guy."

It's that naysayer employee speaking out again.

"Just do what you should do." The captain was still angry with him.

"I'm telling the truth, Captain. We've checked Jackson's accounts and even his overseas accounts these days, and there haven't been any changes. He's a smart man and he definitely won't help Ethan. We might as well call it a day."

"Shut up."

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time.

a little.

At the same time.

Winster.

Unlike Beihai Street, Isis Shore is crowded and noisy.

In the governor's residence far away in the northern district, it was deserted.

Even the few servants who were originally in the house did not go to work today. They all went to Beihai Street to watch the excitement.

So in such a huge mansion, there was only one Morgan left, that is, Helosh.

He is recuperating. He was caught in the rain two days ago and has a fever and a bad cold.

Of course, this is what he said to the outside world.

In fact, he was naturally waiting for an opportunity.

He has been waiting for this opportunity for a long time.

Today, he planned to sneak into Osvaldo's study.

He had been observing for many days and he was sure that Osvaldo's secret was hidden in the study.

His most important criminal evidence may be hidden in the safe in the study or in a hidden compartment.

But no matter what it is, he will find it.

Anyway, today, he has enough time.

The only thing he needed to worry about was whether Ethan could survive today.

If he couldn't hold on, everything he did would seem meaningless.

Taking a deep breath, Helosh didn't want to think any more.

He came out of his room and looked around carefully.

To most people, Herosh might be a harmless, even weak, or even cowardly and incompetent guy.

This impression also made them ignore the most important thing about Herosh, that is, he is a real name person.

The first true name of the Eye of Truth, the Cold Observer.

He also has the ability to use his true name.

His ability is observation.

Observe yourself and everything around you.

He tiptoed quietly, leaving almost no trace, and slowly came to the door of Osvaldo's study. The study was locked.

But it didn't matter, he had the lock picking tools with him.

The tools were naturally provided by Ethan. They were alchemical creations that could easily open any ordinary door.

Of course, when the door opened, Herosh was still observing everything.

There was something stuck in the crack of the door.

That was obviously the first trap set by Osvaldo to prevent anyone from sneaking into his study.

After opening it, there is a mechanism behind the door.

All were avoided by Hrosh.

He observed the study.

This was his first time entering.

Earlier, he had vaguely suggested interviewing Osvaldo in his study, but was rejected by the other party.

At that time, he felt that something was wrong.

Later, after he moved in, he found that no one except Osvaldo could enter the study.

So he kept thinking about entering this room.

The study is very large and filled with books.

But Herosh could keenly sense which places Osvaldo usually moved around in and which were just for decoration.

For most of Osvaldo's books, they are just there for display.

The area where he actually does his daily activities is right at the desk.

Hrosh slowly came to the desk.

Then he saw a safe, which clearly had a lot of marks on it, many of which were recently added.

In other words, there is a high probability that what he wants is in the safe.

It's that simple?
It's that simple.

With his heart beating faster, Herosh slowly opened the safe.

Of course, it still depends on that set of alchemical equipment.

There are a large number of documents in the safe.

He carefully took out the documents and flipped through them without damaging any traces.

The more he turned, the more frightened he became.

This was indeed what he had dreamed of, and it was also the ultimate purpose for Ethan to send him here.

If these things were given to Ethan, Osvaldo would be doomed.

He looked at the documents and then looked at the sky outside the window.

Ethan, can I really put these things in your hands?
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The sky had gradually turned gloomy, and clouds had drifted over, covering up the bright sunshine on the shore of Isis.

Thomas's evidence finally came to an end.

It can be said that he proved in all aspects without leaving any blind spots that Ethan was guilty.

After he finished his last sentence, he slowly took off his glasses, as if silently sentencing Ethan to life imprisonment.

"Okay, everyone, as you've heard and seen, I didn't wrongly accuse Ethan. He's guilty of numerous crimes. Based on his crimes, he probably won't be able to get out of prison in his lifetime. It seems like he can only paint for everyone in prison from now on."

Joseph couldn't help shaking his head when he said this.

Ned was no longer able to speak. He gritted his teeth and looked at Ethan.

It seems that there is only one last resort.

"Ethan, Mr. Ethan Porretta, do you have anything else to say? If not, please stand trial in front of all the people of Winchester!"

Joseph stood up.

Ethan remained silent.

Until, Joseph was actually ready to pronounce his sentence.

Ethan suddenly tapped his watch, turned on the speaker again, and said, "It's almost time to end this farce, Joseph. In front of everyone, I will expose your true face and let everyone know how you fooled the public, fooled your colleagues, fooled the law, and even... fooled the numbers."

(End of this chapter)