The news about Zilinger was brief, merely stating the time, place, people involved, and the outcome. As the saying goes, the shorter the content, the greater the event.
What happened in the capital of Bekrand last night around eight or nine o'clock was disclosed by the newspapers of Tingen this morning. The speed of information exchange in this world is not too slow, all thanks to the outstanding contribution of Emperor Rosel… Well, it was definitely the nobles and parliamentarians who attended the ball who leaked the news to some close journalists, and some of these journalists then sent this sensational news back to their respective newspaper headquarters in other counties and cities...
The morning edition of the newspaper is usually typeset at night, printed in the middle of the night, and distributed in the morning, which allows for quick adjustments and timely publication...
Just from this piece of news, today's "Tingen Morning News" could sell at least several hundred more copies. This is only calculated for the city center of the city...
Klein's thoughts wandered, and his mind settled down:
"Since Zilinger died in the 'Hurricane Commander', it means that Mr. Azek was injured but not too severely..."
"If it were more serious, he would definitely be caught by the substitute punisher or the extraordinary bodyguards of Duke Nigen, and in such an emergency situation, Miss Justice and Mr. Hangman would surely find every opportunity to report to me, and the fact that the latter did not happen is enough to prove that the matter was within control..."
"Well, if Mr. Azek did not reply to me before midnight tonight, or Miss Justice and Mr. Hangman did not ask for my help, I would blow the whistle again and summon the messenger to send a letter to inquire..."
Relaxing, Klein shifted his attention away from the newspaper and looked around the carriage compartment.
Most of the people who could afford to take this kind of transportation knew how to read. Just now influenced by the "extraordinary news", many people bought the "Tingen Morning News", and now a few people who knew were whispering to each other:
"Long long ago, the Pirate King and the generals were already endangering the shipping routes. Apart from retreating in the face of the fleets of various countries, they didn't take armed merchant ships seriously... Although Zilinger was listed as one of the seven Pirate Generals for no more than ten years, he was the first pirate to be killed by the government..."
"Frankly speaking, I'm very curious, what did he come to Bekrand for? When pirates left the sea, death was a foreseeable thing."
"Hope there will be more detailed reports later."
"The storm is raging. Now I just want to know which of Duke Nigen's bodyguards killed Zilinger. His reward is as much as 10,000 pounds!"
"10,000 pounds... If there are 10,000 pounds, I'll resign immediately and buy two or three small and medium-sized plantations, invest in some colonial companies and railway stocks, and enjoy a fixed income every year..."
"This is only the kingdom's reward. Itis Thidas, Fussak, Fenepot, and some business organizations that have rewards for 'Hurricane Commander' Zilinger. I urgently hope that a newspaper can list all these reward amounts."
10,000 pounds? Klein was stunned for a moment.
With his already considerable salary, he would have to go without food and drink for nearly twenty years to save up this much money...
I knew that... Forget it. I can't go and claim the reward... He somewhat sadly folded up the newspaper and looked out of the carriage window.
At this point, he finally confirmed that the matter of "Hurricane Commander" Zilinger was coming to an end. There were only some finishing touches left, such as the payment of the batch of Rosel diaries to "Hangman". ......
Beckland, Jowood District.
Forsworth Wal and Hugh Diercha, wearing hoods, were walking along the street, heading to the nearest Bavart Bank branch.
"Money always disappears without anyone noticing," Forsworth sighed.
Hugh nodded in agreement:
"Exactly."
"Fortunately, the book 'Storm Hill' is quite popular, and there are still royalties coming into my account. Otherwise, I would have to go to a clinic or a hospital and become a doctor again." Forsworth sighed contentedly but worriedly.
Hugh was silent for a few seconds and asked cautiously:
"Will this investigation into Zilinger affect your author status? After all, we might be targeted by the punishers and night watchmen... "
"No, it will only affect you," Forsworth chuckled lightly and said, "It was you who called the police at the police station, you who sent the letter, and you who were somewhat famous in the gang circles and certain streets in the east district. But I, Forsworth Wal, have always been the most popular best-selling author recently." "..." Hugh paused for a moment and said, "So, have you been spending this time with me?"
Forseth tousled his hair and chuckled softly:
"You don't think this is an interesting experience, do you? Well... This experience has given me a lot of inspiration for my writing. My next novel will be about all the stories that arise from a sudden murder case that occurred during the hurricane."
Hugh didn't know what words to use to respond. He could only keep walking in silence, and accidentally forgot to turn the corner. Forseth pulled him back.
Just then, they heard the shouts of a newsboy:
"Breaking news! Breaking news! 'Hurricane Hunter' Zilingerus was shot dead in Beckland!" ...
Ah? What? Hugh and Fors looked at each other in confusion.
When the newsboy came closer and repeated the news several times, they suddenly understood.
"What? Zilinger is dead?" Fors couldn't believe his ears.
"He actually died! How could he suddenly die!" Hugh, who was avoiding the possible reverse pursuit by the vicious pirate, was shocked and confused.
Wasn't this supposed to follow a normal procedure? First, find the clues, determine Zilinger's purpose, then gather the strong ones, set an ambush for him, and finally, the pirate is killed... But the first step wasn't even completed yet, and Zilinger was already dead... So simply... It was so simple... Fors and Hugh looked at each other, as if they were two marble statues.
After a few seconds, Hugh rushed towards the newsboy and bought a copy of the "Tasok Daily" from this morning.
This was one of the three largest newspapers published in the Ruan Kingdom.
"Um... Zilinger was indeed dead, killed by the bodyguards of Duke Negen... Goddess, Duke Negen's bodyguards are..." Hugh deactivated his automatic voice and didn't say the following "powerful extraordinary person".
Fors looked at his friend sympathetically:
"You actually believed the description in the newspaper completely..."
"Alright, maybe someone else had discovered Zilinger's purpose in advance, and the Punisher, the Night Watchman, the Mechanical Heart, and the top officials of the military special department jointly carried out a successful ambush..." Hugh suddenly froze and let out a breath, saying, "We don't have to worry anymore. We can return to our normal life, but we have to try to avoid the area of the police station before that."
She looked at Fors and asked nervously and worriedly:
"You think Miss Audrey will pay us a certain amount of compensation in this situation? I know, for her, a few hundred pounds isn't much, but we haven't really completed the commission..."
"No, at least we made Zilinger appear voluntarily. The reason he was eager to act and fall into the ambush was surely due to our contribution." Fors comforted, "With Audrey's generosity, even if we don't pay the full compensation, we will at least give half."
"Hope so..." Hugh took a deep breath, whispering with longing, "I wonder who will receive the 10,000 pounds reward..."
"It's so enviable... If I had this money, I would have already reached Sequence 7 and Sequence 6, but the opportunities kept slipping away again and again!" Fors also felt a sense of sadness, and finally reminded, "Hugh, don't go to Miss Audrey for a while. Wait for her to contact us voluntarily, the death of Zilinger hides too many details that we don't know. Rushing to contact Miss Audrey might put us in danger."
Hugh nodded first, then said in astonishment:
"How do you know I want to go to Queens right now?" ......
After a busy morning, Klein returned to Black Thorn Security Company and reported to Dunn Smith:
"Captain, the people I was investigating who were related to Lanrus have no issues. They are just simple victims and were not involved in the extraordinary events."
Dunn placed his elbows on the desk and said:
"Then you should temporarily stop. Wait until the other people's responsibilities are over, and then focus on investigating the suspects. We can't allocate all our resources to this matter. We must prevent other unexpected incidents."
"Okay." Klein was about to stand up and enjoy his lunch when suddenly he heard a knock on the door.
"Come in." Dunn said in a deep voice.
Turning the handle, the door opened, and Rosan poked her head in:
"Captain, someone has come to entrust a mission."
Entrusting a mission... This term is for Black Thorn Security Company, not the Night Watch Team... So, who else happened to stumble upon us by accident? Klein murmured to himself in confusion.
Dunn thought for a moment and said:
"Go and listen, if it's too troublesome, just decline it."
He straightened his shirt, vest, and watch chain, walked out of the office, passed through the partition, and approached the sofa area of the reception hall. Klein and Rosan followed curiously behind.
Two ladies were sitting on the sofa, both wearing black soft hats and black long dresses, with no extra colors.
One of them was curvaceous, with fair skin, and her face was covered by the fine black veil hanging from the hat, and her appearance was vaguely discernible.
Seeing her, Klein suddenly felt somewhat familiar and thought he had seen her somewhere before.
He was still thinking when he heard the slightly thinner lady say:
"Our mission is to track and monitor Mrs. Sherlyn and find evidence of her crime."
Mrs. Sherlyn... Klein suddenly realized where the familiar feeling came from.
The silent lady was the wife of Senator Mendall, the daughter of a new party bigwig.
She couldn't accept her husband's death and refused to admit the conclusion of the police department, so she privately asked Black Thorn Security Company to re-investigate?
Hey, they actually found us directly... Klein shook his head and chuckled secretly.