Mage Joan

"Mr. Vader, please don't be angry. I don't intend to defend Martin on the bottle of soul-binding. You listen to me slowly."

Charles Fitzgerald pressed his hands down and motioned for Joan to calm down.

"The soul-binding bottle stolen by Walter Lee from Rawls Labs was indeed taken away by Martin. Not only that, he also remembered that Walt Lee started the soul-binding bottle not long ago to extract the soul of Master Rolls. Sentences, and in the same way to extract Walter Lee's soul from the corpse."

"He did this out of fear, in order to cover up the crimes he committed, and worried that the police or the school asked the pastor to perform "psychic", awakening Walter Lee’s soul spirit to question the truth, resulting in his murder crime being exposed. Walter Lee’s soul was imprisoned, and he could escape the French Open."

Fitzgerald recounted Martin's psychological activity to Joan in a tone that was as emotional as possible.

"Mr. Vader, this is the criminal fact that Martin personally admitted to me, and I don't need to hide it from you."

"Senior Martin imprisoned the soul of Walter Lee, which I can understand, but why didn't he release the soul of the Rolls mentor who was also imprisoned in the bottle?" Joan Shen asked in a sound to Charles Fitzgerald.

"I also asked Martin the same question. He told me that I was too scared at the time and didn’t expect it, and he only knows how to activate the soul-binding bottle to extract the soul, but he doesn’t know how to release the imprisoned soul. Worried that a random attempt will release the soul of Walter Lee, so I haven’t dared to open the bottle of soul-binding after that night."

Fitzgerald said, watching Joan's face, and realized that he showed a disapproving look, and then he smiled bitterly, and then said: "Is Martin's words excuse or sincere, I have no way of knowing, but according to my His understanding, even if he is proficient in the use of the soul-binding bottle, I am afraid that he will not dare to liberate the soul of Master Rolls."

"Why is this?" Joan looked at Fizgerald with a puzzled look.

"Because Martin is a timid and suspicious person, he told me personally that when Walter Lee took him into the Rawls laboratory, he could not even determine whether Master Rolls was really dead. , Is it too late to rescue... In this case, the first thing Walter Lee does is not save people, but steal Master Rolls’ soul-binding bottle."

"If Master Rolls hadn’t died at that time, and there was still a little sense of consciousness, seeing Walt Lee and Martin sneaking into his laboratory, it would be okay to see him dead, even stealing his What do you think, Magister?"

"If Martin releases Master Rolls’ soul, this soul will be awakened by a priest as a "psychic". Will he condemn Walter Lee and Martin’s apprentice by night after indicating the murderer who killed him? Extremely unethical behavior?"

"Considering that Walter Lee is dead, the condemnation of Master Rolls’ soul will undoubtedly push Martin into a very dangerous situation, exposing his crimes. To avoid this, he would never dare to release Rolls. Master's soul."

"After Martin forged the murder scene, he slipped back to his dormitory with the soul-binding bottle, and was afraid that he could not fall asleep. The next day, two murders were exposed, and the police came to investigate. ."

"Martin learned of the progress of the case and secretly breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that he was safe, and no one else knew the truth of that night, but at this moment, you came back from the front line and also summoned Edward, Thomas, Rebecca and the newspaper. People were investigating the truth of the murder together, and Martin was forced to get involved."

"Martin didn't want to join your investigation team at first, but he was afraid that you might find clues that were bad for him during the investigation. In order to keep track of the progress of the case, he decided to join your team."

"Later, with the deepening of the investigation, the three murderers who murdered Master Rawls surfaced, and Martin took a more active part in the operation of catching the murderer, taking the initiative to help you in making plans, with the aim of killing all three murderers in this way. The murder of Walter Lee can be seized on their heads as soon as possible, and the dead will not justify it anyway."

"Martin had a very good idea, but unfortunately it was counterproductive. Only three of the three murderers died, and a little Jack survived, and he firmly denied having participated in the murder of Walter Lee."

"This time Martin panicked, Jack Jr. refused to plead guilty, Walter Lee's case could not be concluded, continue to investigate his true murderer will not be exposed, in order to perpetuate the trouble, he had to kill Jack as soon as possible. ...Mr. Vader, as for what happened afterwards, you don’t have to say that you all know."

Joan listened to the ins and outs of Fitzgerald's full story, and had mixed feelings in his heart. He felt both sympathy and dissatisfaction with Martin Smith's actions, and he didn't know what to say about this person.

"Martin lost his assassination of Jack Jr. and had to escape from Chap Farm overnight, and it still felt unsafe to go back to school. He ran to my house overnight and asked to stay overnight."

"That night, he told me about the crimes he committed, crying and begging me to save him."

"I couldn't bear it, so I promised to send him out of the city. Early the next morning, I rented a carriage and accompanied Martin out of the city gate. After that, Martin got out of the car and left, and I don't know where he went later."

A cool breeze blew from the edge of the woods, and a long cloud that circulated in the air finally gave birth to an electric light. Then thunder and thunder rang, and the cold autumn rain fell down.

"Mr. Vader, Martin told me to tell you what I said. These things are all from Martin's own story. Without other evidence, I can't guarantee the authenticity. I just say it casually and forget it."

"You, just listen to it as a story. It's better not to take it seriously, let alone to spread it. After today, if the police or other good people come to me to inquire about these stories, I can only say no comment."

Fitzgerald made explicit hints, then looked up at the sky again, and said to Joan with a wry smile:

"This bad weather... the rain is getting bigger and bigger, let's not pass it."

"Goodbye, Mr. Fitzgerald, I won't tell anyone about today's affairs. If you receive follow-up messages from Martin Senior, please write to me and please."

Joan waved goodbye to Fitzgerald, watching his back disappear at the end of the tree-lined path, and his mind was chaotic.

It took a long time before he recovered, wiped his hair wet by the rain, and dragged his heavy steps towards the dormitory.

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