The bishop is unfathomable.

Chapter 101 Unidentified Person

"Who are these people? Where did they come from? Weren't you sent to find the missing Lord Karl and Father Liert? Who did you bring here?!"

Boca smashed the desk in front of him to pieces with a single blow.

The documents and office supplies that were placed on top were scattered all over the floor.

Deputy Director Reed, who was in charge of the report, sighed: "Calm down, Boca. It's still a lead, isn't it?"

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"At least near where these people were found, an abandoned altar of the Sons of Dust was discovered, and there were signs that the altar had been activated."

"Master Varg also used the retrospective ritual to check, and he saw these people in the vicinity before the altar was abandoned."

"We have yet to find any leads regarding His Excellency Karl and Father Liert; this is the only result of our search so far."

"At least within the scope of the Bureau of Investigation's manpower, this is all the clues we have."

"Perhaps we can find more clues from Grand Duke Valak, but it will take time."

"There are only two weeks left until the expo opens."

"We expect to start setting up the venue in three days, and a delegation from the Kingdom of Kaval may even arrive ahead of schedule. We need to be prepared for all of this."

"When the delegation arrives, many things will become much more difficult."

"We must seize every clue we can find."

Boca was exasperated, then asked, "The problem is, these guys all have amnesia! And they're so evasive they won't even reveal their own identities!"

Reed sighed: "On this point, I think I should request the intervention of the Crows' Court."

"They'll have their ways."

"Although they don't have a church in the city, they have a branch in Greenleaf Town outside the city. If we notify them now, their people can arrive this afternoon."

After hearing this, Boca thought for a moment and then waved his hand: "Never mind, I'll go ask myself."

"The methods used by the Crow Law Court are rather harsh."

"No matter what, although these people are of unknown identity, they are victims of the Dust Children ritual and are people the Bureau of Supervision needs to protect."

"Let those stubborn guys handle it—I'm afraid someone might get killed."

Reed laughed at this. "You're still the same as before, Boca. I understand. Let's go together then."

"At the city hall, although Lord Leon was depressed for a while because of Lord Karl's matter, he has recovered."

"Although the parliament has not been dissolved, it is actually under his sole control."

"Blake and Master Wag went over together to activate the fog dispersal device."

"Don't worry about the weather."

Boca nodded: "Okay. In my opinion, this device should have been activated long ago."

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"The fact that even superhumans have contracted this flu is enough to prove that there's something strange about this fog."

"Hopefully, things won't get any worse."

Five minutes later, Boca followed Reed to see several amnesiacs who were being placed in a nursing ward.

Three men and one woman, four people in total.

A thin, white-haired old man with a gloomy face but a straight posture was standing by the window, smoking and looking at the mist outside, seemingly lost in thought.

One was a burly man with short blond hair, whose scars on his face and exposed arms spoke volumes about his past.

He stood in front of the old man, appearing to be his bodyguard.

The last man was a tall, thin young man wearing glasses, with a long sword at his waist, sitting in a chair reading today's Imperial Daily while smoking a pipe.

The only woman was a seemingly delicate blonde young lady wearing a light blue dress.

"Look over here, everyone. Chief Boca has some questions for you."

"You'd better tell the truth, or the next group of people to come will be those guys from the Crow Law Court."

Reed spoke seriously, knocking on the door to draw the attention of all four.

Boca didn't speak immediately. Instead, he sat down in a chair in the ward before looking at the four of them and asking.

"I don't have many questions."

"Your identities, names, and why you were at that altar."

"What's the last thing you remember?"

"Please rest assured. If you do encounter any difficulties, the Bureau of Supervision will provide assistance to the best of its ability. The prerequisite is that you are truly honest."

The four quickly exchanged glances, and the first to speak was the bespectacled young man with a sword.

"Hastings, my name is Chief Hastings. I am a private detective living in the Kestin district of the Royal City."

After saying that, Hastings turned to look at the old man and the burly man: "Mr. Tingens is my employer, and this is his bodyguard."

"This young lady is Mr. Tinggens' daughter."

After saying that, Hastings looked at Boca and smiled: "I think you should be familiar with the surname Tingens, Mr. Chief."

Boca nodded: "The empire's largest arms dealer. He's responsible for one-third of the arms supply, as well as the equipment distribution for the Inspectorate system."

"Why would such an important figure inexplicably end up in the forest outside Beldor, and almost be sacrificed as a offering by the Sons of the Sands?"

"To put it another way, someone like you should at least hire some reliable security when you're out and about."

"The detective's physical strength is irrelevant, after all, a detective's job is deduction, but the bodyguard—"

Boca walked up to the burly man: "Does a bodyguard with only a third-level ability really deserve a surname like Tingens?"

The old man's face darkened upon hearing this. After a moment of hesitation, he seemed to have grasped the implications and sighed, saying, "I am nothing more than a loser in a family feud."

"The funds and authority available to me are limited."

"Moreover, due to the recent bombing, everyone in the capital is on edge, and the situation is tense."

"All the high-level experts we could recruit were placed around important members of the family."

"Dugan is the best bodyguard I could find, and he's been my trusted subordinate for many years."

Bodyguard Dugan then stood up and stood between Boca and Tingens, confronting Boca without showing any weakness.

Boca didn't dwell on it: "Okay, when you register your name later, remember to write down your first and last name together."

"Finally, what are you here for? Why did you lose your memory?"

Tingens replied, "I've come to find my son."

"A month ago, he was tasked with running a business trip for me, and he came to the vicinity of Belgorod. Then I lost all contact with him."

"As for why we lost our memories—I'm sorry, Chief, we'd also like to know why we lost our memories."

"But I can tell you that we set off two weeks ago and arrived in Beldoro by steam train. You can find our registration information there."

"Clearly, after arriving in Beldor, we deliberately left the city and went into the forest."

"We must have found some clues. And that's why the mastermind chose to make us lose our memories."