The Modern Age of the Mysterious Chapter 62

After being separated from Moonlight downstairs in the Quest Center, Sean didn't go home directly - he disappeared for several days, and he should have reported to Daisy to be safe, so he took the car directly to the Fog and Rose Hotel.

When walking to the door, little Leon, who was wearing a doorman uniform and was in a daze, immediately grinned and opened the door to Sean with a full mouth of white teeth: "Mr. Sean, long time no see!"

Sean took off his hat, took out a piece of Ji Shi dark chocolate bought on the road and stuffed it into Leon's hand: "Still so thin... Have you eaten well? Is your mother all right?"

Leon nodded again and again: "My mother is very good! She talks about you from time to time and worries about your safety! I have a good meal. Recently, Miss Daisy gave me a raise, and my mother's soup has a lot of meat!"

Sean walked in the direction of Miss Daisy's office. Leon's face changed: "Mr. Sean..." He hesitated, "Just now there was a group of people in black suits who seemed to be looking for you... They are now in Daisy's office."

Sean frowned: He came to see me, but entered Daisy's office? Is it about me investigating Arya? Or the last witch corpse attack?

Sean stopped and thought for a moment: "No matter what the other party's purpose is, I can't put Miss Daisy in a predicament, I have to go and see..."

While thinking about it, he said to Leon, "Okay, thank you for your reminder. Don't worry, nothing will happen."

Leon smiled relievedly and nodded. The female employee at the front desk waved to Sean with a blushing face. Sean smiled and nodded, and walked into the corridor behind the front desk.

Approaching the door of Daisy's office, just as Sean extended the spiritual substance, the door of the office opened, and a man's voice said, "...if Mr. Sean is back, please let him know."

Miss Daisy, who was seeing off the guest, also came out. The three men in black suits and Daisy met Sean who was coming.

Daisy's face changed, but she immediately said naturally, "Oh! Sean, didn't you say you won't be back in two days?"

Sean, who had experienced a huge mental shock, was so calm that his heartbeat did not change in the face of this situation, and answered without any hesitation: "The things over there were handled very smoothly, so I came back early."

Daisy looked at the slightly chubby man with sharp eyes and said, "This is Mr. Henry Stanley from the Holy Court Investigation Bureau..."

The man had already walked up to Sean and held out a hand.

Sean has already taken the spiritual substance back, and the divine root in his soul is hidden.

The Bureau of Investigation is an organization directly managed by the top officials of the Holy Court, and has very great power. Affiliated agents typically investigate major religious incidents, crises of faith, and incidents involving blasphemous organizations.

Sean couldn't be sure whether the detective in front of him, Mr. Henry Stanley, had certain occult abilities like the characters in the "Sheepdog" team.

If you use the esoteric rashly, you will reveal your identity as an explorer—this is what Sean is not willing to do now. For the sake of safety, his daily identity is to be cut off from that of an explorer.

Due to the peculiarity of the exploration industry, the association will not provide any organization with his information, and he himself should not be exposed because of carelessness.

Sean shook hands with Henry very plainly, constantly speculating about the other party's purpose in coming to him.

The other party's attitude and eyes look friendly - if it is involved in a more serious incident, their state will not be like this.

Henry looked at Daisy: "Ms. Daisy, we want to chat with Mr. Dickinson, I'm afraid we need to borrow your office."

"Just do it yourself..." Daisy made a gesture of please and turned to Sean, "There is coffee in the pot. Come by yourself."

Sean sat on the sofa, facing Henry, who was slightly bald. The other party stared into Sean's eyes, took out a newspaper from his handbag, and handed it to Sean.

New Testament Daily News, Nov. 20, 1924, The Lost Couple, by Rabe Bogut.

"Mr. Dickinson, did you write this report?"

Sean took the newspaper, read it carefully, and read it carefully. It only took about ten seconds. His expression didn't change, but he already had speculation about the progress of the other party's investigation: "This report makes very severe charges against Jason's father, Bishop Howard.

"The Holy Court Bureau of Investigation has already visited the New Testament Daily News and inquired about the editor-in-chief Smith, so they will know that I am the author.

"Even if you refuse to admit that I'm the author, it's no use - Editor-in-Chief Smith must have confessed.

"However, the report has already caused a basic impact, and the Holy Court must have launched an investigation into Howard... The situation will not be too bad."

Sean nodded: "I wrote it."

Henry blinked, and Sean found that there was a strange light in the other's eyes - it seemed to be some kind of magic that could detect lie through eye contact: "We want to know the source of your information. Why do you know the thing?"

Conversation is Sean's battlefield. In this battlefield, Sean had few opponents. He decided to master the rhythm: "Have you checked the remains? Can you confirm the identity of the remains?"

Henry hesitated for a moment, nodded and said, "It has been confirmed that the remains are indeed those of Jason and Julia. So, why do you even know where the dead are buried? What is your information channel?"

"I think it should be considered a psychic." Sean deliberately said vaguely - if the meaning was rich, he was not lying, "I witnessed everything that the deceased encountered during his life in a special state."

Henry blinked again: "Can you be psychic?"

"Forget it. Anyway, the ghosts of Jason and Julia told me everything."

Sean had a hunch that Henry was going to ask some questions that he couldn't avoid, so he got up and poured himself coffee.

Henry looked back at the detective who was following - he had imagined many possibilities, but never expected such an answer. He looked at Sean and continued to ask, "Are you a detective?"

Sean's eyes stared at the coffee flowing out of the silver spout: "Do you need it?"

Henry shook his head, and Sean also shook his head: "I know about the exploration industry, but I didn't know much about it at the time. I just happened to see their experiences as an ordinary person."

At that time, I was just a layman reading related books, so what Sean told was the truth, but it was a truth that would make Henry mistakenly think that he was not a quest.

Sean took a sip of his coffee: "I thought, maybe Jason and Julia also wanted the truth to be revealed, so they chose me and let me know all about it - after learning the truth of the year, out of journalists With a righteous heart, I choose to expose the sins of the past to the sun."

Sean's tone was very determined. He knew that the Salvation Church could not cover up sin.

Henry wanted to ask questions, but Sean quickly asked, "Has Howard pleaded guilty?"

The atmosphere of the conversation was once again dominated by Sean's function, and Henry unconsciously said information that did not need to be disclosed: "After the report was published, one of Howard's assistants surrendered to the discipline office. The Prosecutor's Office is preparing to file charges against Howard. Lawsuit - His bishopric has been stripped of the Holy Court."

"Very good." Sean nodded slowly, "So, justice will be manifested in the world."

Henry was leaning forward, but now he is sitting upright, his shoulders are slack and sagging - Sean's straightforwardness and his sense of justice have changed the state of his conversation: "Mr. Sean, regarding your report, the court actually Thank you very much.

Henry is no longer obsessed with Sean's information channels-because what he wrote has been proven to be the truth, and obtaining information through "psychic" is not illegal... Besides, publishing the truth is indeed a just move.

"However, I hope that when you have similar information in the future, you can report to the Bureau of Investigation instead of directly publicizing it..." Henry nodded slightly when he spoke, "You know, this kind of direct publicity may alert the suspect in advance. And respond. This time it would have been more difficult to grab Howard's tail if his assistant hadn't turned himself in."

Sean smiled behind the coffee cup: "Of course it can - after all, I will be able to contact you later. If there is any similar information, I will definitely provide it to the Bureau of Investigation."

Sean and Henry sat across the table.

The FBI agent didn't have much expectations for Sean's promise just now. The purpose of journalists is to enhance the impact of events, and what the Bureau of Investigation does is just the opposite - their relationship and responsibilities are naturally opposed, but the "God Constitution" gives Sean such rights, and Henry can only Use good words to persuade, and be prepared for the next time the other party detonates the bomb of public opinion.

Stanley stood up and shook hands with Sean who also stood up: "I heard that your sister disappeared in New York City?"

"Yes~www.mtlnovel.com~ When it comes to Arya, Sean has a hard time controlling his external state. "I probably learned that she was kidnapped by an organization..."

Thinking of the "silent" sign about the Judas ring, Sean originally planned not to name the organization, but suddenly he realized that the other party was a detective of the divine court investigator, maybe...

"That organization is called Judas Ring." Sean just said the banned name directly - he wanted to take a gamble and see the reaction of the detectives.

Henry and the other two black-clothed detectives had obvious changes in their expressions, but it was difficult for Sean to clearly identify the exact meaning of the expressions - it seemed to be a mix of doubt, anxiety, surprise, embarrassment and a little anger.

"Do you have any relevant clues?" It was Sean's strategy to pretend not to know that the Judas ring was banned.

Henry took a deep breath: "Mr. Sean. I hope you don't mention this term to anyone on any occasion - this is very likely to bring you jail time.

"Since you may not know that this organization is forbidden to be brought up, I'm just warning you this time." Henry's eyes returned to that sharpness, "However, if you do this next time, I will pursue you according to the relevant laws. Responsibility."

There was a look of surprise and then disappointment on Sean's face. That disappointment is genuine, because the "Ring of Judas" message seems to be really hard to dig into. He just expressed the emotions in his heart.

Henry Stanley walked to the door with his colleague. Before leaving, perhaps it was Sean's expression that touched the detective. He turned his head and said, "Mr. Dickinson, I understand your urgency, but your The investigation must have gone wrong...

"Because of the organization you just mentioned, all its members passed away twenty years ago."

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