Mystery: My vest is all over the timeline

Chapter 41 Lynn's Proposal

"That is to say, you didn't actually come to look for me. You just found that Detective Zreal was suspected of being controlled by others, and you yourself were being tracked by gangsters, so you want to entrust Sherlock to help you find Detective Zreal?"

Inside No. 15 Minsk Street, after listening to Ian's explanation, Lynn squeezed his chin and concluded in a serious way.

Although there is the variable of Lynn, Ian's experience is not much different from that in the original book. After accidentally discovering the disappearance of Zariel Victor Leary, he was hunted down by gangsters and asked other detectives for help. Was told that they had only met Zreal Victor Lee not long ago.

Also under this circumstance, Ian mistakenly thought that Razel was not killed, but was controlled by others, so he entrusted Sherlock Moriarty, a rookie detective who just came to Backlund, to investigate Zreal Victor · Lee's current situation.

Did you see Detective Zreal? It wasn't mentioned in the report, but the church must have said that Zreal was dead, so... Could it be the Faceless Man?
Klein, who was watching, touched the black glove on his left hand, and had a guess in his heart.

"Yes." Ian nodded, his bright red eyes were full of fear, "I really don't know what to do..."

Then, Ian looked up at Lynn, and asked with a trace of expectation in his eyes: "Detective Sotos, you disappeared at almost the same time as Detective Zreal. Since you are here, then Detective Zreal..."

"He's dead." Lynn shook his head, breaking Ian's expectation mercilessly. He rubbed his temples with a headache, and said angrily, "I've seen his dead body... In fact, I almost became a corpse because of your little shit."

"Corpse..." Ian repeated the word, looking obviously a little disappointed, but not too surprised, apparently already mentally prepared for this.

"Huh..." Ian breathed out, and then said, "Detective Sotos, can you take me to see the corpse? I will pay for it, and treat it as a commission."

"I advise you not to go." Lin En put down his hands rubbing his temples, looked at Ian, and said with a cold and forceful expression: "I know your identity, and I know Zreal's identity, and I know more about this matter. What is the nature of the matter..."

Ian's pupils shrank suddenly, he looked at Lynn in disbelief, and almost subconsciously took half a step back.

Lynn continued calmly: "If I'm not wrong, the reason why you want to see the corpse is because Zreal has something that can communicate with the boss, right?"

Ian was silent for two seconds, then nodded, "Yes."

Lynn looked at him and continued: "I'm basically sure that there is definitely a traitor in your intelligence system, and that traitor is probably the boss of Zuriel Victor Lee. Only in this way can we explain why Zuriel reported to his superiors, Immediately the spies of Intisti found out all about it."

"In this case, if you take the initiative to contact there, guess what kind of ending you will get."

Lin En's tone was calm, but it was this calmness that made Ian even more frightened. He almost immediately sketched out various tragic ways of death about himself in his mind, and couldn't help saying: "Then what should I do now? ?”

Ian was able to maintain his calm before because he felt that Fusac's spy boss could rely on him, but now he suddenly learned that his boss was actually an undercover agent, so he couldn't panic.

"If I were you, I would choose to take the initiative to report this matter to Loen officials. For example, the Church of Evernight is a good choice." Lynn said unhurriedly, and he didn't look as unreliable as before. , but unreasonably convincing.

"Although you are a child raised by Zreal's Fusac spy, you haven't done anything to endanger Ruen. If you take the initiative to report this matter, help the Church of Evernight to find Hermoschuin Manuscript, make up for your mistakes with your merits, I believe that the Church of Evernight will no longer care about what you have done in the past, and you can also be sheltered and survive this crisis smoothly." Lynn continued without changing his expression:

"Otherwise, you can only wait for the spy under the Intis ambassador to find you and make you pay the price in blood."

As soon as these words came out, regardless of what Ian was, the expressions of Klein and Leonard next to him were already subtle. The two genuine Nighthawks really did not expect that Lynn would give Ian such a suggestion .

No wonder he became the church's informant. It seems that he really has a good impression of the church... Klein couldn't help but sigh in his heart, and at the same time echoed:
"Although I don't know exactly what kind of things you have been involved in, the Church of Evernight's reputation has indeed been very good. I think Lynn's suggestion is very feasible."

"I think so too." Leonard nodded repeatedly.

For them, it was the best result for Ian to take the initiative to seek help from the Church of Evernight.

"I need to think about it..." Ian said, clutching the hem of his clothes tightly with both hands, apparently he was very entangled in his heart.

"You'd better make a decision as soon as possible, there is not much time left for you." Lynn said in an almost cold voice.

"I see... Thank you, Detective Sotos, I'm leaving first." Ian said this, bowed to Lynn, and then opened the door and left No. 15 Minsk Street.

During this process, the other three people in the room did not stop him, but the two Nighthawks exchanged glances, obviously knowing it well.

Lynn pretended not to see the winks of the two Nighthawks. His whole body relaxed almost instantly. He completely lost the indifference and strength he had just shown in front of Ian. He was thrown by himself like a salted fish. When I got to the chair, I muttered at the same time: "Great, as long as Ian goes to the Church of Evernight, this matter will be over soon."

He looked up at Klein again, and said, "Sherlock, can I trouble you to make me a cup of black tea, I'm thirsty just now."

Such a change made the two Nighthawks can't help but laugh.

"No problem." Klein nodded immediately, turned out the tea set skillfully, made a cup of tea for all three of them, and handed the black tea to Lynn while jokingly said: "It seems that our commission is coming soon. It will be over."

"Well, I think so too." Lin En nodded in agreement, took a sip of black tea, remembered something, and said with a smile:
"By the way, Sherlock, you just came to Backlund. I'll introduce you to other detectives after the matter is over. I'm very popular. I basically know everyone in the Bergland detective circle. .”

(End of this chapter)