"You talked about remuneration so quickly. It seems that you are very confident in this commission."
Eye of Wisdom chuckled lightly, and then continued:
"This is a good thing. What we lack most now is confidence. Many of those Detective who have received threatening letters have developed pessimistic and desperate emotions. Although most of them are not Beyonder, they have been in the Detective world for a long time and have some understanding of extraordinary powers. Beyonder's revenge is a terrifying thing for them."
"So, they haven't called the police yet and tried to accept the protection of the official Beyonder? Is maintaining their independence and protecting their privacy more important than their lives?"
Angel asked curiously.
"Of course they have called the police, and even tried to get together and live together to try to scare the people behind the scenes, but the official Beyonder, well, what I refer to here is 'Machinery Hivemind', has not contacted them, and is only monitoring and protecting them secretly."
"Secretly... using them as bait?"
"Yes, the threat letter from the man behind the scenes mentioned that he would retaliate on November 30 and kill all Detective, but he will definitely not stick to the time, because this is tantamount to throwing himself into a trap," Eye of Wisdom caressed his chin with a light white beard, analyzing the opponent like Detective, "He is likely to launch an attack in advance. The time of the threat letter is just a cover, and may even be his deliberate misleading."
"So the official Beyonder also came to a similar conclusion, so he did not contact Detective directly, but hid in secret, lured him out and then arrested him?"
"Oh, this is the biggest problem. The Machinery Hiveminds' primary goal is to capture the 'Desire Apostle', solve the incident once and for all, and solve the entire serial murder case the End. However, the Detectives who were used as bait for no reason are obviously dissatisfied with their position, so they entrusted me to find the powerful Beyonder to protect them in secret."
"You just found me?"
"You killed 'Devil Dog'. There is no doubt about your strength. What's more, you have the means to interfere with 'Devil''s ability to predict danger. The most important thing is to be able to avoid the other party's prediction of danger. Our goal is to lure out the person behind the scenes and kill or capture him, rather than waiting for the day to pass in protection. The official Beyonder cannot keep surveillance for a long time, but a person seeking revenge can look for opportunities every day."
Angel felt relieved. This was caused by his selling "Devil Dog" Beyonder Characteristic. Eye of Wisdom, or the official Beyonder behind him, hoped that such a wild Beyonder who could kill Sequence 6 could contribute to this incident and even achieve a certain degree of cooperation.
But what if Machinery Hivemind takes away himself after solving the incident?
"Before this gathering, I communicated with 'Machinery Hivemind', and they promised not to deal with the unofficial Beyonder who participated in the arrest of 'Desire Apostle'. In exchange, all the things left by Desire Apostle will be handed over to them. Of course, part of it will be distributed as rewards afterwards, which should not be less than the reward of 'Devil Dog'.
"Believe me, compared to Church of Storms of Tyrant, Church of Steam has always had a good reputation in this regard. I can use my reputation of hosting parties for so many years to guarantee it."
Seeing the reason for Angel's hesitation, "Eye of Wisdom" added.
Tyrant... Well, this description is correct. Compared with Machinery Hivemind and Nighthawks, Mandated Punishers's ruthless and cruel methods towards wild Beyonder have long been known. If Eye of Wisdom said that Mandated Punishers is leading this time, then I will definitely not participate. Added... Of course, Machinery Hivemind also demands to take away all the gains from the battle, such as Beyonder Characteristic, or the possible Mystical Item, and just pay some money as a reward. This is the consistent method of the official Beyonder. They have no shortage of money, but they will not allow any Beyonder Item to fall into the hands of outsiders.
Angel thought and nodded.
"How are they going to 'lure' Desire Apostle to show up?"
She asked the most important question.
"This is the key to the whole plan..."
"Eye of Wisdom" He bent down slightly, got a little closer to Angel, and whispered.
Hillston Borough, a three-story single-family house in a good location, but difficult to get sunlight.
Klein picked up a back chair, pulled it to the fireplace, placed it in a position where he could enjoy the warmth of the flames but not get too hot, and sat on it himself.
In the living room, most of the other seats were lying on the floor. A coffee table was overturned, and the coffee cup on it fell to the floor. Fortunately, most of the coffee in the cup had been consumed, so it would not stain the delicate carpet.
Isengard Stanton, whose face was thin but angular, had a gloomy expression. His blue eyes looked at his assistant, a young man with brown hair wearing gold-rimmed glasses. The latter was cleaning up the messy living room. He usually did clerical work, and this kind of thing that should be handled by the maid made him a little confused.
"You should let this young man go with you to Police Station for protection, Mr. Stanton."
Caslana, who has black hair and blue eyes and some drooping cheek muscles, said that she is in her thirties and is a Detective who seems not to be easy to get along with.
"Didn't your assistant stay too?"
Isengard pointed at a young woman next to Caslana and said. The red-haired girl named Lydia smiled slightly and touched the large revolver on her waist. The meaning was obvious: I am capable of fighting.
Klein Feeling the still somewhat depressing atmosphere, he sighed quietly, looking at the burning flame in the fireplace, his thoughts returned to half an hour ago.
"It's been two days, how long will it take for this to go away? My daughter and wife are still at home, will that person do anything to them?"
A middle-aged Detective with messy hair murmured that the coffee cup in front of him had reached the bottom, but he didn't notice at all. Instead, he picked it up and brought it to his mouth, licking the last few drops of coffee clean. He pursed his dry lips and looked at the other people in the living room.
The people sitting here are all those who participated in the case of tracking Serial Killer and made a lot of contributions. Detective, who has received the bounty, is male and female, young and old. They are all like him. They are depressed, their faces are sallow, they obviously can't eat or sleep well, and they are on the verge of collapse.
"Two days? There is still a whole week before the announcement. If he feels that it is not easy for us to be together and continues to hibernate, do we still have to stay like this?"
The young Detective Stuart took over and said. He glanced randomly and finally landed on a Detective with a thick beard and indifferent eyes.
"Sherlock, how long do you think it will take for the police to catch that guy?"
Sherlock Moriarty sat on the single sofa with his legs crossed, with a copy of yesterday's "Tussock Newspaper" on his knees, but his eyes did not fall on the newspaper, but looked ahead without focus.
After he reported the crime this morning, he went to Isengard Stanton's residence under the arrangement of the police. Only then did he learn that the police had gathered all Detective who had received threatening letters here and protected them together.
Just one day of "house arrest" made him a little absent-minded and a little bored. The same was true for himself as Mid Sequence and Beyonder. How could ordinary people who had been there for two days or even longer endure it?
The strings in the minds of these freedom-loving Detectives have long been tense. Maybe in a day or two, maybe some news that changes their mood will break the strings and make them truly "collapse"...
"I think maybe there won't be any results until November 30, the 'death date' we planned."
He replied casually, his voice low, only for Stuart beside him to hear, so as not to irritate others.
But he obviously underestimated the pressure caused by the negative emotions that enveloped the living room. When Stuart heard this, he shouted in a sharp voice:
"What? Until the end of the month? Nearly two weeks to go!"
The words instantly reached the ears of all Detective in the room.
"I definitely can't hold on, I want to go home! Just let him kill me!"
"No, I want to hide alone. You can kill me, but don't touch my family..."
"No, I don't want this!"
Shouts filled with anger and despair came and went, making Sherlock, who had just arrived here, a little confused.
Are they really the ones who have been at ease for two days? Why did you suddenly have an emotional breakdown?
Isengard Stanton, who had been sitting by the fireplace, the owner of this house frowned and looked at everyone, stood up from the chair, his lips moved, and was about to speak to comfort them.
Swish——
Detective, whose lips were turned pale by his own lips, had already taken out his revolver, pointed it at Isengard who had made a move, and pulled the hammer.
"Don't move! I want to go home, and I will kill anyone who stops me!"
The slight sound of the hammer being cocked to the firing position was extremely harsh to the ears of the Detectives in the room, and it aroused their desire to protect themselves. The sound of guns being pulled out was heard continuously. In an instant, most of the Detectives took out their sidearms and pointed them at the person they thought was the greatest threat.
For a moment, the atmosphere in the living room became tense.