Rhode Island Park Project

"Do you have the key to this door?"

Dobin stared at the agent in front of him.

"Don't look at me like that. This was left by someone I was tailing, and he triggered the alarm early. I don't know what it is, so I say it's a bit strange."

The detective carefully checked it and then tried to open the door with the key in his hand, explaining.

"..."

Dubin did not reply.

"opened."

The agent's words made everyone tense up and look at the scene slowly unfolding behind the door.

"This is a laboratory?"

"It seems that this is the source of these bugs...but these documents."

The agent swiftly picked up the piles of documents on the desk and quickly flipped through them, while Dubin looked around and came to a table, picking up a letter that seemed to have been deliberately placed in the most conspicuous position.

"To anyone who reads this letter,

By the time you read this letter, Gertrude Strollo, Lord of Visheim, is probably no longer in this world, or is not far away from it.

I have made many mistakes in my life, and I have no intention of defending myself.

I have served the remnants of the Witch-King all my life. The Strollo family has been his subjects since my father's death, and nothing has changed since the Witch-King's fall when I inherited the title.

Everything I have done for the remnants of the Witch King, as well as all the news and evidence of their evil deeds that I have access to, are now placed here.

My crimes are unforgivable, but I hope that fewer people in the world will be persecuted by the remnants of the Witch King.

The Blackwater Originium worms cultivated in this laboratory were originally part of a plan. I no longer have enough time to eliminate them all, so I can only try my best to contain them. However, stimulated by the war, these worms are likely to go crazy and burst out again.

This is another thing I can't undo, and I make no excuses for it.

My only hope is that if anyone reading this letter has the opportunity, please express my gratitude to Mr. Luo Hang of Rhodes Island. Thank him for giving me the determination to resist.

—Gertrude Strollo, Lord of Visheim"

Du Bin's eyes swept across the end of the letter, and the voice of the detective beside him was heard.

"Count Strollo is indeed conducting research on the echoes of the mortal world... Here are the human experiment data of other remnants of the Witch King. They killed... Tsk... And these, these lunatics."

The agent's words were filled with suppressed anger and sadness. Dubin, holding the letter in his hand, couldn't help but look around at the many documents filling the cabinets in the laboratory, as if he could see the phantom of a figure preserving these records day after day.

No wonder the Doctor was able to plan this enemy's actions so clearly.

Du Bin slowly opened his eyes, and recalled in his mind the two times when Luo Hang went to the banquet with Count Strollo.

She had no idea how Strollo was persuaded by the Doctor and what the Doctor had paid for it.

But from the current perspective,

This is actually:

Beauty trap?

……

[Improved operator trust?]

Luo Hang, who had just walked out of the Sunset Hall, holding the Earl who had fallen asleep in his arms, couldn't help but glance at the prompt with a special mark that suddenly popped up in his field of vision.

杜宾

Current trust: 143 (10↑)

?134√

With a slight curl of his lips, he calmly continued walking towards the car that was guarded by several of his beautiful female bodyguards.

The information stored in Gertrude's laboratory was certainly not originally there.

Given Gertrude's actual position in the Witch King's remnants, although she could be exposed to some things, it would definitely not be too extensive or in-depth.

The documents stored in that laboratory originally only contained information about the Earl's research on the Echoes of the World.

As for the extra ones now,

Of course, it was the evidence of the crimes of the Witch King's remnants that he had previously asked the Queen's Voice to pack up.

After a certain amount of screening, it is placed in a place suitable for public display.

He has already mentioned that doing good deeds without leaving a name may be worthy of self-satisfaction for an individual, but for a commander or a force, it is necessary to ensure that the actions taken and the efforts made have due influence.

The Queen's Voice didn't really care about the evidence; instead, they were happy to have it spread in a more topical way.

On the contrary, Luo Hang did not consider the "last letter" left by the Earl. Instead, after the Earl got the information given to her by Luo Hang during their last meeting, she, who had already made up her mind to die, simply contributed to the promotion of Luo Hang's image.

then--

Even Luo Hang himself didn't know that he had made a "huge sacrifice".

Chapter 96: Lord Earl: Awooo~

"The two Queens have just sent a decree, ordering us to express our gratitude for this gift."

On the peaceful morning after the riot, Luo Hang met with an old man who represented the voice of the Queen in the reception room of the ship.

Although his age, clothing, and social status were very eye-catching, the old man was still very polite in front of Luo Hang. After all, it was because he knew more that he was able to understand some of the secrets of the succession of the throne of Leithania.

Although the large-scale gathering of the Witch King's remnants caused considerable trouble, it also gave the Queen's Voice the opportunity to mobilize forces and deal a heavy blow to the Witch King's remnants.

In the past, the biggest problem in dealing with the remnants of the Witch King was that these people were hiding in every corner of Lethania, and there were some ambitious people supporting them behind the scenes, so even if the Queen's Voice had the power, it would be difficult to catch these guys.

This time, the remnants of the Witch King took the initiative to gather a team at all costs, and were successfully wiped out in one fell swoop. Not only did it solve a lot of troubles for the two Queens, but everyone involved in the operation from top to bottom also gained a lot of credit. Therefore, Luo Hang won a lot of goodwill from many people this time.

And for Her Majesty, what is even more valuable is that some ambitious people who have been hiding behind the remnants of the Witch King have been exposed this time.

"Rhodes Island has received a lot of help from Her Majesty the Queen and the Queen's Voice while passing through the territory of Leithnia. Even out of courtesy, it is only right to prepare some return gifts."

Luo Hang smiled politely, but the old man couldn't help but smile bitterly.

"Compared to your return gift, the results of our work at the Queen's Voice for so long are truly shameful."

Luo Hang just smiled and didn't respond.

This plan to attract the remnants of the Witch King has many meanings. It is indeed a gift to the two Queens, a carefully prepared stage for Gertrude, an opportunity to promote his image and expand his influence in Rhodes Island, and for himself, it is also an action to enhance his prestige.

People from each side see things differently and gain different things, but there is no doubt that he must be the one who gains the most.

Seeing that Luo Hang didn't respond, the old man took the initiative to continue with another main topic:

"The two Queens have signed a formal document, transferring Sunset Hall to you and the people of Rhodes Island as a relic of the Witch King and a target for the Witch King's remnants.

This is a large and powerful weapon. Although no one has been able to fully utilize it since the fall of the Witch King, I believe you must have your own way of using it."

"Sunset Hall?"

Luo Hang was also slightly surprised.

Her Majesty's return gift was truly lavish. Even without discussing the weapon's purpose, the Sunset Hall, once a concert hall commissioned by the Witch King himself, was a magnificent, high-end Leithania structure, its value incalculable, and yet, it was given to him like this.

"But it's not easy to move something like that, is it?"

After being surprised, Luo Hang raised another practical issue.

The old man smiled as if he had expected it.

"Yes, so Her Majesty has decided to hand over the entire mobile city plot where Sunset District is located to you. Visheheim will establish a separate infected gathering area, and the existing Sunset District residents can choose where to stay based on your and their own decisions."

Uh.

If the previous Sunset Hall was considered a big gift, then this even bigger gift now is quite shocking.

However, before Luo Hang could speak, the old man in front of him gave him a strange look, and then continued leisurely as if he hadn't finished speaking:

"The two Queens have stated that there is a place reserved for you at the afternoon tea table in the Queen's Palace. You can come over and have a cup of afternoon tea at any time."

Uh cough.

He coughed.

"I still have to go to Victoria now. I'll find time after I finish my business there."

The wise old man also lowered his eyelids very wisely, as if he didn't understand the connection between these words at all, and just answered in a businesslike manner:

"I'll pass that on for you."

The two of them tacitly ended this somewhat special topic and talked about other more relaxing things.

"Regarding Count Strollo, we plan to publicize his story of being deeply involved in the remnants of the Witch King and then repenting as a typical example of facing the remnants of the Witch King. As for Count Strollo himself—"

The old man turned his inquiring gaze towards Luo Hang.

"Gertrude Strollo is dead."

He replied calmly.

The old man understood immediately.

"We will engrave Count Strollo's name on the monument of honor in front of the Queen's Palace."

There is no doubt that this treatment must have been due to Luo Hang's help, otherwise Gertrude would have really been a spy who had repented. Whether she could receive such treatment would probably depend on God's will.

However, Luo Hang just sneered and didn't care. He didn't care about these things. Gertrude, who had become his own earl, would not plan to go to the monument to take a look.

The perceptive old man quickly took his leave after he finished explaining his story, and Luo Hang was happy to be left alone.

He walked purposefully along the corridors of his ship, greeting the operators he met.

The evil deeds done by the remnants of the Witch King seemed to spread faster than expected, so the doctor who decided to lead this operation and strike a powerful blow against those evil people who were hated by heaven and man also gained considerable enthusiasm from the operators.

Several young girls who greeted him on the road all came closer to him chattering, as if they had seen a star, excitedly and curiously asking about the gossip about the operation.

Fortunately, he was quite skilled in dealing with girls, so he said goodbye to several young female operators in a friendly manner without wasting too much time.

He walked all the way to the inpatient area, entered a ward and closed the door. The constant greetings and hellos finally subsided, and the air returned to tranquility.

"Didn't you get some extra sleep?"

He smiled as he walked towards Gertrude, who was sitting on the hospital bed and looking away from the window towards him. "You seemed to sleep so soundly last night. This must be a rare occasion for you. Don't you want to cherish it?"

As he spoke, he walked to the Earl's bedside, picked up the medical records hanging on the wall and glanced at them. Gertrude's voice came from the side:

"With my beloved Master around, I don't think it's something to be cherished."

He turned his head and saw a beautiful woman in a simple hospital gown, basking in the peaceful sunshine, slightly raised the corners of her lips and gave him a unique smile.

"I don't mind you continuing to use that name,"

He also raised the corner of his mouth, and casually hung the record in his hand back on the wall. He looked at the mature and beautiful big sister in front of him and crossed his arms:

"But now, I have to get my pet checked out, okay?"

The Earl's furry ears twitched, and he slightly opened his alluring red lips:

"Ouch~?"

Chapter 97: Loving Interactions Between Me and My Pets

He had to admit that his heartbeat quickened when the mature and elegant Countess cried out "Ouch!"

The attraction brought by the sense of contrast is always beyond imagination.

"I'll prepare a bo collar for you next time?"

He leaned close to the elegant Earl and whispered in his ear with ill intention.

"Are you going to keep me in your room?"

Gertrude glanced at him with a smile, her beautiful eyes sparkling in the sunlight. She said in a quiet tone, "If this is the master's decision, then I have no choice but to obey."

"Maybe you'll enjoy being a pet in my room?"