Mystery: I Married the Queen of Mystery

Watching Bernadette disappear before her, Aileya pointed at the corpse by the door and said, "Do you need any help?"

Oudis took a puff of his pipe, "No need."

Aileya nodded and said again, "I'll come again tomorrow to learn how to make bullets."

Oudis hummed in response to Aileya's farewell.

As Aileya also left, he heard the dog barking next door. Although there were no pedestrians outside, it was as if the airflow suddenly started to move, no longer like before, as if he was in a closed space.

It seemed that the nearby space had been sealed off by Bernadette, so no one outside had heard the gunshots, which avoided being questioned by the police.

After Oudis finished smoking his pipe, he closed the door, put on his gloves, and placed the two corpses in the yard.

At this time, the extraordinary characteristics of the corpses had also precipitated out. These were Oudis's spoils. After he collected them in exquisite wooden boxes, he used scissors to cut open their clothes, and then used a dagger to cut open the corpses' skin and flesh.

Oudis went to the warehouse, put on a gas mask and deerskin gloves, took out a large bottle of yellow liquid from the bottom of the cabinet, went out, and poured it on the corpses.

The corpses immediately made a "sizzling" sound, and the flesh and bones were quickly dissolved by the liquid.

During the dissolving process, Oudis went to get a burlap sack and a large dry sponge, and then cleaned up the outside of the shop.

However, of the four bullets that missed the target, three hit the wall, burning three black patches on the wall, which would have to be repainted tomorrow.

The other bullet hit the display window, shattering a large piece of glass, which needed to be replaced tomorrow.

After cleaning up the other traces, the two corpses had turned into a pool of blood. Oudis used the sponge to absorb all the blood, then put it into a burlap sack with oil paper on the inside, and threw it into the outside trash can.

Finally, he rinsed it with clean water, and the two corpses were disposed of in this way.

After skillfully handling all of this, Oudis sat at the counter and started smoking his pipe again: I must advance quickly!

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Late at night, Tuteva Street in the southern district of the Great Bridge.

Fors Wall, wearing a long dress and with brown hair, sat on the sofa in the living room with some worry, occasionally looking towards the door.

It was already late at night, but Hugh had not yet returned.

As a bounty hunter, Hugh occasionally had to go out to work at night, but when she left this morning, she didn't say that she would be back so late today.

Close to midnight, Fors was about to go out to look for Hugh when she heard footsteps outside. She immediately breathed a sigh of relief, she could tell that it was Hugh returning.

A few seconds later, Hugh Dilcha, with delicate features and some baby fat, entered the door, smiling and saying, "Sorry, Fors, there was a bit of an emergency, and I didn't have time to send you a letter."

Fors got up and said, "It's good that you didn't encounter any danger."

Then she asked, "Have you had dinner yet?"

The "guruguru" sound in Hugh's stomach answered the question for her.

Fors had left bread and lamb stew with potatoes for Hugh, but the stewed potatoes must have been completely cold, and needed to be reheated.

Hugh put the soup pot on the fireplace to heat up: "You probably can't imagine what happened to me today!

"This morning I went to meet with the person wearing the golden mask, and he told me that the police were actually investigating me!"

Fors, who was making tea at the dining table, was slightly stunned: "Have you taken on some commissions that you shouldn't have recently?"

If a bounty hunter is targeted by the police, it basically means bidding farewell to their career.

"I thought so too at first." Hugh looked at the flames in the fireplace and said, "But I couldn't get any information from asking acquaintances.

"So I changed my approach, started re-sorting the commissions I'd received recently, and went back to contact those clients again."

The lamb stew with potatoes in the pot started to "gurgle." Hugh hooked the pot out with a hook while telling the story, and placed it on the fireplace, scooping it into a plate.

Over at the dining table, Fors poured a cup of tea for Hugh and herself.

The two people sat facing each other. Hugh put a large spoonful of potatoes into her mouth, held the bread in the other hand, and said as she ate, "This process consumed a lot of my time. Just as I was preparing to continue investigating tomorrow, I suddenly found a clue."

She took a bite of bread: "Do you remember the mission to find the vagrant in the East End?"

"Of course I remember." Fors said, "After all, few people have spare money to look for vagrants in the East End."

Then she asked, "Is there a problem with this commission?"

"To be precise, there's a problem with Byron, the person who issued this commission." Hugh chewed with her cheeks bulging, and said, "I chatted with him for a few words, and I realized that there was something wrong with him.

"You should know that with the help of extraordinary power, my feeling in this regard has always been very accurate.

"Byron didn't seem to expect that I would know that I was being investigated… That's right, if I hadn't met the person wearing the golden mask some time ago, I wouldn't have known that the police were investigating me.

"After the stages of escape, pursuit, and interrogation, I learned that Byron wanted to introduce me to a mystical gathering, and the police's investigation of me was just a routine investigation by that organization."

Fors was a little surprised: "A mystical gathering? A mystical gathering that can mobilize the police for routine investigations?"

Hugh nodded: "Yes, that gathering has an official extraordinary background.

"According to Byron, the initiator of this gathering has a very close relationship with 'Heart of Machinery,' and the news is very well-informed.

"The gathering mainly involves the exchange of information, and a lot of the information is very high-level."

Fors took a sip of tea and smiled, "Hugh, isn't this exactly what you need?"

For a bounty hunter, being able to master some high-level information is of great help to her business.

Hugh said, "I'm still considering whether or not to join. The initiator of the gathering is too mysterious, and the gathering is actually held in a fixed place, which makes people feel very insecure."

Fors: "Ah?"

Hugh explained, "Byron said that the code name of the initiator of the gathering is 'Leader.' All the participants know that he comes out of the basement, and returns to the basement after the gathering ends.

"No one knows how he enters that room, and no one knows how he leaves.

"Because the participants are all intelligence personnel, they naturally thought of investigating the convener of the gathering. Among them, some people guarded the place for a day and a night after the gathering ended, but they didn't see the 'Leader' come out.

"There were also people who were good at mechanisms and manufacturing who bribed the two attendants hired by the 'Leader,' and secretly entered the basement. They searched the basement for a long time, but they didn't find any secret passages."

Fors was slightly stunned. This sounded like a plot from a ghost story.

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