Yuanshin: The duty of the inspector is to eat melons

"Okay, solving cases is not my strong point, so I'll leave it to you, Lord Inspector, please give everyone justice."

The captain couldn't see anything from Zoya, and he didn't insist anymore.

He could vaguely see that the two knew each other, and she, who was experienced, knew that there were some things that he, a little captain, could not decide, so she gave up investigating further.

Anyway, just don't blame yourself in the end.

"It's natural." Tavernall nodded, "I'm here to ask you a few questions, and there are still some things I need to let you know, let's go over there and talk."

Tavernaer took Zoya to another corner of the warehouse and set up a sound-proof barrier on the spot.

"As you can see, I can't reverse what really happened, because Ivan's dead people can't be resurrected, and he who lost his mind is still just an empty shell. Of course, you have nothing to do with these..."

"Ivan was bewitched by the evil god and performed a blood sacrifice, which is what he said to the outside world. You were in your room at the time. Someone can prove this. Now, is there still a problem?"

Zoya shook her head, and looked sideways at the corpse covered with cloth, a little hesitant.

"Do you want to know Ivan's current situation?" Tavernaar asked in a declarative tone.

Zoya nodded, quite incomprehensible about her contradictory mentality, "I..."

"I've always hated him. He's self-righteous and arbitrary. Even if it's for my own good, I have to use the way I hate the most. In fact, I've been looking forward to his death one day."

Tavernaar hummed, "Now you almost got your wish."

"Yeah, I got my wish." Zoya forced a smile.

"But my heart is not happy at all. Obviously in my imagination, I will pour a glass of wine and watch his coffin or corpse slowly taste it. I have thought about it countless times."

"Before something actually happens, imagination is just a subjective guess after paralyzing a lot of feelings." Tavernall still looks indifferent, as if everything is just a fleeting moment to her.

"Can you answer my little confusion?"

"Tell me."

"Am I feeling the way I am now because I didn't hate enough, or am I still weak?"

Tavanil withdrew the sound insulation enchantment and walked out, "In my opinion, you care about him, that's all."

Chapter 170 Arrives to Winter

Tavernall intervened as an inspector, and the matter quickly came to fruition.

Ivan was arrested on charges of propagating evil beliefs and murder.

Although he is now a completely empty shell without emotions and thoughts, and even needs to be fed by others, and has no concept of escape at all, Tavernall still cooperates with the captain to let him lock him up.

As for the evidence, that container of contraband was almost stolen.

Of course, Inspector Tavenal specifically emphasized that there are dangerous items related to the belief of evil gods.

Based on the mentality that more things are worse than less things, and the sky is falling, there is a high-ranking man who stands up to these two points. He decided not to ask questions, but to cooperate. He is a big official, powerful and powerful, and he is not something that a small captain can afford to offend. .

So the captain's explanation to the outside world was just an accident, although this excuse sounded like an excuse.

But for the captain, he doesn't need to explain too much to these people, not to mention that this is not a glorious thing, it is worth publicizing.

Except for the relatives of the few dead minor nobles, the rest are not qualified to know more inside information.

And even for those little nobles, the inside information they know is only the part that can be made public after being screened by Tavernall.

In this way, the nobles who are ganging up and playing scheming all day long except for meal time are not calm.

Especially seven or eight of them kept yelling that they had entered a strange place before, the people on board had disappeared, and the fog outside was a monster.

They happened to be the few who were pulled into the dungeon by Tavernall to participate in the battle royale and were honorably sacrificed.

Some of them huddled in the room after leaving the banquet hall and did not dare to show their heads, but Tavernall swallowed them with fog and cleared them out.

The other two returned to the banquet hall with the old viscount who was completely cold at the time, but they were swallowed by fog on the way. They just experienced part of the real situation, and they talked about it with other unaware nobles without any concealment. thing.

With the testimony of this group of people, all those who were invited to the dinner had ideas and curiosity.

They desperately try to find the truth.

After the exchange, they generally came up with the idea of ​​asking the parties directly.

The remaining humble daughter of the Alexis family.

However, it is worth pondering that after the death of the eldest son of the Alexis family, the youngest daughter did not show much sorrow for the death of her brother, and even refused all visits and stayed behind closed doors.

As for the inspector.

Before that, no one knew that she was also on this ship, and the other party neither publicized it nor kept her name anonymous. However, until now, this group of people knew that there was such a person on board this trip.

For whatever reason, they decided to touch it.

"Who are you, Tavernar is not here, you have to find it elsewhere!"

It's just that the girl next to the inspector is really difficult to deal with.

If the oil and salt do not go in, it is still a tendon.

Not only did they not agree to the request to forward the message, but they also went their own way afterwards and left without paying attention to them at all.

The nobles saw it and were furious.

However, no one dared to object, no one dared to stretch out a hand to stop it.

It wasn't because they were afraid of the inspector behind the other party, but just because they were in the same space with her, they felt like they were close to extreme danger.

It's an instinct built into the genes, just like someone who has never seen a poisonous snake will find a way to avoid it after seeing a poisonous snake for the first time.

It was left to them by their ancestors, the few survival warnings left.

Ordinary passengers gradually forgot the previous sirens over time and lived a normal life as before.

The aristocrats who think that it is not easy to find things, but have not been able to find a solution, and can only imagine out of thin air, will occasionally try to find Tavernaar. Encounters, a few occasional contacts are separated by a group of people, and the other party will disappear in a blink of an eye, which makes them frustrated.

In this way, the ship encountered no other accidents on the way, and arrived at each port smoothly, and finally arrived at Zhiwinter.

Tavernaar got off the boat, and this time, she was accompanied by two people.

The captain followed after a certain distance, and also brought four strong men.

Down below, the people who had been contacted by long-distance communication had already led a group of fools and officers and soldiers to wait in two rows for a long time.

This battle was more or less attractive, and many passers-by stopped not far away to watch.

Pucciniera stood in the middle, showing a polite smile after seeing Tavernaar.

Tavernaar was also very face-saving, he went up and stretched out his hand, and gave the other party a light shake.

"Excuse me, Mr. Mayor, for making this trip. I said it would be good to send some people over, but you came here yourself."

"Too serious, if you can take care of Zhidong's safety on the way home, of course I have to show respect." ..

The two exchanged a few words, and Pucciniera turned the topic back on track, "Could you take me to see the criminals you caught and the contraband you seized?"

Naturally, Tavernall was fine. This time, the captain led the way, and the group boarded the ship again, with an additional team of foolish soldiers.

Looking at the huge container, Puccinera cautiously used his crutches to probe into the open gap, squinted his eyes while holding his glasses, and then nodded.

"It is indeed a batch of quite troublesome things. If it is not intercepted, it will be a lot of trouble when it flows into Zhidong."

After a simple handover, Puccinera's people took over the troubles, and there was no need for Tavernall to worry about the subsequent matters.

One phone call can call someone to take care of the aftermath for him. It feels good to have a backer, and praise Her Majesty the Queen.

Tavenal said something silently in his heart, and left with Yamon and Zoya.

Puccinera looked at the backs of the three of them, and his eyes stayed on Zoya for a short while, then he stroked his mustache and turned to the container, feeling dizzy for a while.

Rubbing his hands together, he sighed silently.

Who would want to go out to work in the cold weather, he has already begun to miss the warmth of the office.

Chapter 171 Harmonious superior-subordinate relationship

When he returned to his mansion in Winter City, a group of people were having a barbecue in the yard.

Victoria took the four people who were brought out of the Hearth House together by Tavenal at the beginning. There was a clear division of labor, those who burned charcoal, those who cut meat and washed vegetables, and those who skewered. They performed their duties, talking and laughing.

The two maids were also helping out, giggling and being amused by the young people, reminding them from time to time when to sprinkle seasonings and how best to roast them. Be more and more professional.

A snow-white fox was circling around their feet, and from time to time, it used its front paws to pull the grill onto the grill, begging to be fed.

Mr. Housekeeper had a slight smile on his lips, and he stood not far away, looking at the noisy young people with peaceful eyes.

It was also he who first saw the person coming from the gate of the courtyard.

The old butler's eyes lit up, and he walked out quickly.

"My lord, welcome home."

The others also turned their heads one after another, and found their boss in no particular order.

"Boss! You are back!"

The lively Alina didn't even care about the barbecue, she came first, stepped over the butler and ran to the door, opened the door graciously, and opened her arms like a bear hug.

Before Taverna could react, Yamon had already inserted forcefully from the side, and also spread his arms to block between Taverna and Alina.

"Uh...boss, who is this?" Alina had no choice but to retract her hand, looking over Yamon's shoulder to look at Tavernaar behind.

"It's blood relatives." Tavernaar walked forward, bypassing Yamon, "And I said before that don't always call me the boss, it makes us look like some kind of black force, not civilized at all."

Alina smiled, "Actually, it's almost the same. The general black forces are not as black as ours. The last report made a businessman in the limelight fall to the bottom overnight. We are very strong!" She As he spoke, he showed off his underdeveloped biceps.

"Alina, you're running the train with your mouth full again. We're not the kind of evil organization that would casually target others. The most circulated in the streets and alleys is obviously "the real media that dares to tell the truth", which is completely different from the black and evil forces. .”

Milia was holding a photo camera and was filming the barbecue scene. At this moment, he was putting away the photo camera and walked over with a sunny smile.

He supported the recently matched glasses. He watched his face for a while and nodded. "The genetic characteristics are similar. Is it the elder sister?"

Tavernaar suddenly turned his head.

Tavernaer's ice-blue eyes stared straight at Miria, and Miria was a little astonished, "No, it can't be mother..."

His voice became smaller and smaller, he carefully observed Yamon's face, and showed all his artistic skills, "I don't seem to be too young, this is too young..."

"Milia."

"what?"

Just when Miria was puzzled, Tavernall dragged out a long wooden box like a coffin from behind with a calm expression, and placed it in front of him.

"Here is the manuscript I wrote during my trip. You can read it and draw the illustrations."

Miria snorted and opened the wooden box at her feet.

A group of people either squinted or opened their eyes and surrounded them.

After seeing the papers that were almost full inside, someone covered their eyes because they couldn't bear to look directly at it.

"Boss, so many?" Milia felt her hands tremble a little. .

"Yes, you can deal with it after work. How about a month?" Taverna's voice was like the whisper of a demon. Miria's knees softened, and she put her hands on the edge of the wooden box, nodding in grief. .

"In the end, she was younger than me," Tavernal added as he walked past him.

Milia immediately pulled away from her sadness, "This is wrong, why is she better than you... um... what are you doing... let me go..."

Arina hugged his head from behind, covering his mouth that was about to come out.

"Ahahahaha, it's really time for the boss to come back today. We are worried that we have prepared too many ingredients, which may be wasted. It's great that you brought people here hahahahaha..." Alina pressed Miria Read it while laughing.

Pavel watched their interaction with interest, and noticed Zoya, who had been at the end from the beginning, looking a bit uncomfortable.

This lady, her body movements are very tense, she hasn't spoken all the time, she looks like the boss's subordinate, and she should have just joined, she doesn't know the boss's usual living habits at all, this is probably the first time she has seen such a scene Bar.

Although there is really no barrier between my group of people, it just doesn't look like colleagues or superiors and subordinates.

But this lady's face... looks familiar, where did he see it?

Pavel usually walks around the streets to collect front-line intelligence, and has seen many people. Even if he has a good memory, it is difficult for him to recall when he saw this familiar lady.

From the gait and behavior of the other party, he analyzed that this should not be an ordinary commoner, a merchant's daughter?Or the noble lady of that family?

Thinking about it, a scene flashed in his mind.

It was in the outskirts of Winter City. It was a small town, and it was the autumn harvest. He visited the place to make statistics and understand the grain production of that year. The opponent forced him away.

Now that I think about it, it seems that this is the one who was chased away by the dog after only a glimpse.