"What's the name of that rich man? How do you prove that everything you said is true?" Xia Wole was no longer in a hurry to track down the real murderer. As long as she kept her eyes on this target, the murderer would always be caught. All she needed to do was to sit back and wait.

Baptiste heard this and thought for a long time with his head down. Finally, as if he had made up his mind, he glanced at Ying and Paimon, then said to Xiawolei, "I want to talk to you alone."

"Why don't we go to the garrison to talk?" Things had come to this point, and Baptiste had no choice as to where to go. Since he had pleaded guilty, he would be arrested for sure. Xia Vole felt that it would be more convenient to go to the garrison for interrogation.

Unexpectedly, Baptiste shook his head and refused: "No, this is the only place where no one else can hear us."

Xiawolei narrowed her eyes slightly. Baptiste's words contained a lot of information. It seemed that he was just being vigilant, but in fact it exposed a problem.

It’s not safe in the security team?

If we think about it in a broader way, can we understand that the rich man has already extended his tentacles into the security team? If that is the case, it will not be so easy to bring him down.

Thinking of this, Xia Wo Lei did not refuse, but nodded: "Okay, go ahead."

In any case, get all the information you can get first, and it won’t be too late to deal with the rest later.

But Baptiste did not speak. Instead, he looked at Ying and Paimon standing behind Xiawolei with a vigilant look: "The others I am referring to are everyone except you. I am only telling you one person."

It can be seen that he is feeling very insecure now. Whether it is the guards outside the house or his alienation from Ying and little Paimeng, they all reflect his mentality.

But on the other hand, this also means his trust in Xiawolei.

Xiawolei, who is unconventional in law enforcement, is indeed very good at gaining the trust of others, which may also be a kind of talent.

Ying looked at Baptiste, then at Xiawolei who was lost in thought, and suggested: "How about we step aside for now, the case is more important."

Ying's voice woke Xiawole from her thoughts. Xiawole sighed and nodded. She knew that now was not the time to insist on the number of people present. As Ying said, the case was important.

Regardless of whether the rich man was as cruel and evil as Baptiste said, he should not be dealt with privately, he should go to the Opicule Opera House for trial.

Chavore's position is very simple. She never defends the interests of a certain person, but the laws and justice of Fontaine.

Therefore, the identity of the rich man is very important and needs to be protected, and then he will be brought to justice.

She thought about it for a long time, and finally nodded: "Okay, please."

"Xia Wole, be careful!" Little Paimeng was still very worried. After all, the other party was a murderer. Who knew what such a person would do to save his life?

Ying nodded slightly to Xia Wole and left with little Paimeng.

After the two walked away, Xia Wo Lei spoke again: "They have gone far away, you can talk."

"Are you really willing to believe me?" Baptiste was still a little hesitant and he confirmed again and again.

Xiawolei did not give him a definite answer. She needed to be responsible for what she said: "I have to listen to you before I can make a judgment."

"Haha...Okay, then listen carefully." Perhaps it was Chavore's straightforward answer that made Baptiste feel her sincerity. Baptiste chuckled and spoke, "The man's name is...Maurice."

The man's lips moved slightly, and the answer that came out of his mouth reached the girl's ears, then dissipated in the evening breeze, and could never be found again.

"..." Xia Worei fell silent the moment she heard the name. Something that had been difficult for her to understand finally became clear at this moment.

After a long time, she sighed softly: "Everything is connected."

"It seems that you believe me." Baptiste also breathed a sigh of relief. He did not trust the wrong person. As long as Chavore knew the name Maurice, she would bite the other person's back like a hyena until she caught the person's handle and then punished him.

This is exactly what Baptiste wanted. As for why he risked his life and took such an extreme measure to achieve this goal...

All I can say is that he has a secret that he would rather die than reveal.

Chavore didn't care, she knew that Baptiste couldn't keep the secret, because, considering the content of the novel, she could almost guess the whole picture.

Instead of asking those boring questions, she asked something more important now: "Do you want me to disclose the truth of the incident?"

If you want to punish Morris, this should be the best way.

But Baptiste rejected it a little excitedly: "No, of course not, at least not now..."

What is he hiding?

Xia Wulei stared at the other person with burning eyes: "Then why did you tell me?"

"You've read my novel, what do you think?" Baptiste asked back.

Chavore crossed her arms and did not answer. She was not naive enough to think that Baptiste was still fantasizing about running away and continuing his revenge. That was impossible.

As a member of the security team, Xia Wole will have no way to deal with the other party unless the truth of the incident is made public.

Even though it’s public…

"Even if we make this information public, all we'll get is denials from the parties involved." Baptiste shook his head, his tone melancholy, "It happened too long ago... almost twenty years ago. The evidence has long since disappeared. Even if there was an island standing on the sea, it has now sunk to the bottom of the sea.

Justice will never find him..."

This is Baptiste's despair.

Xiawolei disagreed with this view. She retorted: "How can we know if we don't try?"

“I know that as the captain of the special patrol team, you are on the side of justice.” Baptiste said excitedly, “But… do you really think that imprisonment is justice for him?

I bet he'll do just fine in Mello Petersburg."

"What do you want to say?" Xiawolei frowned. It's not that no one has questioned Fontaine's trial, but at least it shouldn't be questioned in front of her, the captain of the special patrol team.

Baptiste knew that his words were too harsh, and he immediately explained: "I've been to your filming site, and you looked very handsome as the gunslinger.

Pull the trigger of justice on the evil man. Don't you think this is the sentence he deserves?"

"You want me to let you go now so that I can complete your revenge." Xia Vole's eyes flashed with an obscure light, and she spoke tentatively.

She had not intended to track down the real murderer immediately, but since Baptiste had been testing her, she didn't mind asking him a few questions now.

Baptiste fell for it. He shook his head. "No, Officer Chavore, I know that's impossible."

He never thought that he would be released from the beginning. He just wanted to try and see if he could convince the other party. If he could change Xiawolei's mind through jokes, it would be the best outcome for him.

And if he was caught, it would also be a good result, because as long as he was caught, the attention of the security team would be drawn to him, and then...

Thinking of this, he decided to pretend to struggle one last time: "I hope you can complete my revenge for me."

Looking at the man in front of her, Xia Wole suddenly felt that perhaps it was a good idea not to arrest him. If possible, she also wanted to see how the other party would react if she let him out.

But after thinking about it carefully, forget it. Now, we can follow the opponent's rhythm to lure out the real murderer. This is the most time-saving and labor-saving way. Well, all we have to do is wait.

Thinking of this, she called the security team and escorted Baptiste back to the security office. Based on what Baptiste said, she found the gun used in the crime in the backyard of the house.

Everything seems to be so seamless and reasonable, yet, it goes so smoothly and is a little weird.

Looking at Ying and Paimon who were hiding in the distance and looking at this side, Xia Wole shook her head and ran towards them.

Work is important, but you can’t keep your friends waiting for too long.

Before we knew it, it was already early morning.

In a secret Fatui stronghold in Fontaine, Saphir sat on a chair with her legs crossed, waiting. In front of her was a table with an account book on it, which recorded a variety of items, which was dazzling.

Her eyes fell on the account book and she frowned slightly. From time to time, she raised her hand to turn a page, then continued reading with a frown.

Not long after, Linnie came in carrying a middle-aged man. The middle-aged man was tied up and had a smelly sock stuffed in his mouth, which made his face turn green.

Seeing the man's miserable appearance, Saphir curled his lips in disgust, then raised his chin and motioned Linnie to take off the smelly socks.

Lini understood and pulled the sock out of the man's mouth. As soon as the sock left his mouth, the man immediately began to retch. It was obvious that he was in great pain.

"Throw this thing away and don't pollute the air here." Safir really disliked this kind of torture. Not only did they stuff it in my mouth, but they also stuffed it with an unwashed sock. I don't know where these guys found it from.

Lini smiled awkwardly: "It was Shapluo's idea. I had no involvement in the whole process."

"Well, you are a good person." Saphir didn't believe it. Shapluo was an honest child, unlike Linny, who had been a weird guy since childhood.

She bet it was Linnie's idea.

Linnie stuck out his tongue and ran away with his socks.

Saphir looked at his departing back without saying anything.

"Ugh... cough cough cough... who... who are you? What are you going to do by bringing me here?" The man seemed to have recovered and began to question.

Hearing the man's words, Saphir curled the corners of her mouth slightly. She almost forgot that she was wearing a mask, so it was normal that the other party did not recognize her.

But it’s okay. It’s not good to expose Aurora’s identity. After all, she is doing bad things now, and she can’t ruin her reputation in Fontaine.

"Morris...right? Don't you know why I'm looking for you?" Safire lifted the man's chin with his toes. On the strange pure black mask, the scarlet lines flashed red, reflecting the terrified expression on the man's face.

Morris' eyes were filled with fear, but he pretended to be calm: "I don't think I have ever offended you... You can't bring me here!"

After saying that, he seemed to have thought of something, and the panic in his eyes disappeared a little. He asked eagerly: "You want money, right? How much? I have money, I have plenty of money, as long as you don't hurt me!"

"Money?" Saphir smiled. "I don't lack that thing... but... I'm looking for you for something related to money."

She knew that there must be some hidden reason behind Morris's temporary withdrawal of investment. A rich man who claimed to have financial problems and could not even make a movie now said that he had plenty of money.

Then, it means that he intended to suppress Xavier from the very beginning. I don’t know whether this guy had a grudge against Xavier or was dissatisfied with the script.

But if he was not satisfied with the script, there was no need for him to sign a contract with Xavier and then breach the contract and withdraw his investment. This was unreasonable.

Morris's attitude towards the script of the Two Gunners is like that of a person who hates mosquitoes so much in summer that he would go to great lengths to kill them in the womb. This is very problematic.

Safire's intuition told him that this film would be disadvantageous to Morris. This was the only explanation that could explain Morris's behavior and logic.

This is very interesting.

But of course, Safire would not question the other party about this question because it was too boring.

She didn't care what the other party's purpose was in doing this. What she cared about was whether this film could be successfully launched.

If you want everything to go smoothly, you should first get rid of the person who might get in the way, and eliminate the root of the problem to prevent future troubles.

So, Safire asked Linny to find someone to investigate. He originally planned to find a reason to send the other party to Mellow Petersburg to prevent him from jumping out and making a fuss.

But the account book that Linnie brought her changed her mind.

"Your... company's accounts have big problems. Can you explain?" Safire threw the account book in front of Morris. Anyway, this guy was tied up and couldn't move, so there was no need to worry that he would destroy the evidence.

The moment he saw the account book, Morris's face changed suddenly. As we all know, due to the immaturity of its business model, Fontaine's tax collection is very difficult, and tax evasion is the norm in Fontaine.

This was something that everyone knew, but now, this matter was actually brought up, and in such an occasion. Morris felt that he must have been tricked.

His eyes began to roll rapidly, trying to find an excuse.

Safir was not in a hurry and just waited for this guy to think about it slowly.

She picked up another file bag on the table and looked at it with interest.

At first, she thought that the file bag contained a stack of resilient paper documents.

After she opened the file bag, a stack of photos suddenly slipped out, and a face that looked very familiar appeared in front of Safire.

Picking up one of the photos and looking at the person in the photo, Saphir's eyes flashed with surprise: "Is this... Veronica? Hiss... No, such an old photo, it has turned yellow... And it's just similar, not exactly the same..."

Recalling Veronica's sneaky behavior in the past few days, and associating it with the content of the script and the old dog's suppressive behavior, Saphir looked at him with a little more murderous intent.

"Hey, old dog, there's no chance that there's a human life on your hands?" Safire's joking tone frightened Morris so much that he almost lost control of his bladder.

Looking at the other person's pale face, Saphir gradually put away her smile. She originally just wanted to do something, but now, it seems that she has to be a partner of justice.

"Sister..." At this moment, Linnie suddenly came over and whispered something in Saphir's ear.

After hearing the new news brought by Linnie, Safire looked at Morris with a deep look. Linnie just told her that the murderer of the gun murder case a while ago has been arrested. He is the author of that novel.

A somewhat nonsensical result, but it doesn't matter. Safire only needs to do a little analysis to come to the correct conclusion, and also understand what roles Maurice, Baptiste and Veronique played in this drama that spanned more than 20 years.

Looking at Morris, whose face was pale and lifeless, Safire clicked her tongue with some regret. She had originally planned to embezzle the other party's assets and theater resources, and then take him and his evidence to find Villette to give an explanation.

Now... just swallow up the theater resources and keep the people for later use. As for the assets... that's to give an explanation to Villette.

Safir was so distressed at the loss of a sum of Mora that he sucked his teeth.