The fairy maid cheers for her deceased master today.

At this point in the conversation, X finally understood that there are actually two ways to solve cases in this world.

One option is to follow the same path as in the world before you traveled through time: investigate, gather clues, deduce, and finally solve the case.

Another option is to enter the "Rain World," where you can find the crime scene and the circumstances surrounding the incident and directly witness the truth.

But while that's the theory, the latter is practically impossible to achieve.

First of all, the "door" and method of entering the "Rain World" are entirely controlled by the Church. This is not something that the Scotland Yard police can use at will.

Secondly, while the "rainy world" can reflect reality, if the perpetrator's subconscious has forgotten the case, or if other factors have influenced them, the "crime sequence" may also disappear.

Furthermore, even if the "crime process" still exists, the "Rain World" is so vast that it's uncertain whether it can be found.

Finally, even if we could find fragments of the crime scene... getting close to it would mean facing the subconscious resistance of the criminal.

That resistance will manifest as a dangerous alien species that will destroy the explorers.

X suddenly remembered Spring-Heeled Jack.

Just kidding, even Elena, a fairy skilled in magic, could only barely repel the alien creatures in the "Rain World." Anyone else might have died inside.

Why bother solving the case then? You'll just get yourself involved.

Then, considering that Elena herself admitted that she needed to use the church's testing hall to suppress the pollution... where did her pollution come from?

Clearly, it was in the "Rain World" that he fought a battle with a high-ranking noble and a fairy, but lost. As a result, he was corrupted by the alien power.

Thinking of this, Ex pressed further, "Did you get a good look at that nobleman's appearance?"

"No. I can only tell from their clothing and posture that they hold a high position."

"You can't tell from the other details. Because subconsciously, the other person doesn't want anyone to discover their identity."

"My only gain is this peculiar compass on the table. I snatched it from him."

The compass that can detect the energy of the living and the dead was actually brought out from the "Rain World"!

No wonder Elena carries that compass-like special detector with her. It's her only clue at the moment.

No wonder she felt it would be better with my help. After all, I understand that kind of energy.

Since the "Rain World" path is not feasible.

Then we can only... try to investigate the case files first.

After Irene brought up the idea, she agreed.

"Although I didn't have much hope for those police officers... I remember there wasn't any special information in the case file."

Have you seen it?

"Before I was expelled from the church, I could see it. But now..."

Angel, who was standing nearby, suddenly let out a burp.

Ex and Irene instinctively looked over at the same time, making her blush.

X turned around and said, "You were the only one who looked at it before, but I need to take a look this time too. Maybe we'll find something. Or maybe the case file has been updated."

"That makes sense! Then we have to infiltrate." Elena walked to the wall behind her and used a pen to outline the police station on the map.

"This is where you have access to files on missing silver items. It's the second division of the London Metropolitan Police."

Ax nodded: "Will they let us in?"

"No, that's why we need a plan." Elena put the pen back in the pen holder and took out three forged identity documents from her pocket. "The police station is strict, but there are still loopholes in the visitor process."

Ex couldn't help but chuckle: "You're all ready?"

Elena pushed the identification documents to the center of the table: "Sir, you play the role of the inspector transferred from Scotland Yard; Angel, you are a noble lady here to report a theft; and I am your legal advisor."

Ax picked up the document and examined the emblem and seals on it carefully.

This badge is clearly more elaborate than Elena's detective badge, but it still has flaws. The name on it reads "Leo".

"Will this work?"

“Of course.” Irene tapped her fingertips lightly on the table. “According to the London Police Act, all police stations must take reports from the public into account. And…” she lowered her voice, “they wouldn’t dare ignore a report from a noble lady.”

Angel also took her own credentials, which bore the title "Miss Emilia Wentworth".

Angel blinked, also feeling that the document looked fake.

Elena looked directly into Angel's eyes. "Remember, you're here to help solve the case, not to cause trouble. There are strict security measures inside the police station, so don't touch anything you shouldn't."

Ex subconsciously adjusted his collar, trying to make himself look more like an inspector.

"So, what are the specific plans?"

"Tomorrow morning at ten o'clock, we'll go directly to the precinct front desk." Elena unfolded the map again. "Angel will file a report first, claiming that a silver chain was lost at the family ball. Sir, you will be involved in the investigation as inspector, and I will accompany you as legal counsel."

This time, she unfolded a floor plan of the police station precinct.

She then drew a route on the map with her finger: "The receptionist will record our information and then take us to the reception room. There, we will request to see the files on recent thefts, especially those involving silverware."

"Huh? Will they let us see it? We just filed a police report..." Angel asked doubtfully.

“Yes,” Elena smiled, “because X is an inspector from headquarters and has the authority to access any files under any pretext.” She winked, “and I’ll make sure they have no reason to refuse.”

As she spoke, Elena pointed to a point on the map, "The archives are also on the first floor, near the reception area. According to regulations, visitors can access relevant files in the presence of police officers, provided the reason is appropriate."

She put away the map and stood up.

"Alright, meet at the apartment in front of the police station's second precinct at nine o'clock tomorrow morning. Wear your most presentable clothes. Remember, confidence is the best disguise."

It's a really simple and easy-to-understand plan.

"Looks like this requires a proper disguise, doesn't it?" Ex asked tentatively.

"Yes, but this isn't easy for you. You've infiltrated the Crystal Palace, after all."

So that's how it is. Elena trusts me so much simply because my track record is verifiable.

Since that's the case—

"So, before that, Elena, could you give me the original pictures of these documents and badges?"

"Yes, I do. What's wrong?"

"Let me be honest. When it comes to forging documents, I'm the real professional."

"real?"

"certainly."

At this moment, X, holding the fake ID, was already pondering the formula for equivalent exchange.

[A brass police patrol post (engraved with the Scotland Yard abbreviation) + a London St Pancras Parish resident registration card stub (with the holder's thumbprint) = 1851 London Metropolitan Police Inspector's Identity Certificate (gold-stamped serial number "DI-1851-042", name "Leo", and stamped with the Scotland Yard Administration Office red wax seal)]

The system provides a recommended formula.

The more realistic the document, the more detailed the requirements for the supporting materials will be.

Ax was momentarily embarrassed.

Forging documents seems more troublesome than manufacturing gun parts.

The requirements for the materials consumed are extremely precise.

But the boast was already made, and X could only cough:

"However, I still need your help... Could you help me find a brass police patrol post and a parish resident registration card stub?"

"Don't worry about how I use it, just find it first."