Odis's spirit suddenly sensed that the "Apostle of Desire" who had just died was the demon who had cursed Count Brandon's vineyard!
Now that the "Apostle of Desire" is dead, the curse has been completely lifted, and Odis no longer needs to worry about the "curse transfer."
His action of trapping the "Apostle of Desire" had not only greatly depleted his spiritual energy, but also his physical strength.
So when Odis heard Captain Ikonser's question, he remained slumped on the sofa: "It seems you didn't see the letter I sent to 'Mechanical Heart.' When you go back and read those two letters, you'll understand why I'm here."
Iconsel nodded, not continuing the topic.
He jumped in through the window and said to everyone, "We will continue to investigate along the trail of that 'Apostle of Desire,' and all his assets will be confiscated. At that time, we will give you a bonus as a reward for your contributions tonight."
Eisinger stood up and exchanged a few polite words with Ikonser.
The outcome is now a happy one for everyone. The official extraordinary beings have finally resolved a major hidden danger in Backlund, and Isengard, Klein, and others are safe.
"Wait a minute." Just as Ikonser was about to leave, Odis suddenly called out to him: "Don't you think this 'Apostle of Desire' acted foolishly tonight?"
Ikonser paused, then took a few steps back: "What did you notice?"
Odis sat up straight on the sofa: "If I were the 'Apostle of Desire,' I would take revenge on these detectives and would never send them threatening letters along with me."
He shrugged and said, "The serial killer has been dead for a month, and the 'Apostle of Desire' has been lying low for a month, which shows that he has not lost his mind."
"On the contrary, devils and demons are usually very cunning and despicable. If they wanted revenge, they wouldn't send out threatening letters like a 'challenge letter'."
Isengard said, "Maybe...maybe he just wants us to get together and then get revenge all at once."
Odis chuckled, "The 'Apostle of Desire' seems quite patient? Or is he unaware that this will attract the attention of the official extraordinary beings?"
He paused and then said, "I remember there was an ancient name for this path called 'The Cold-Blooded One.' One of the most crucial questions is, would he really risk avenging a serial killer?"
"Or rather, does he see friendship, family, or some other emotion?"
"This brings us back to the beginning: if he was seeking revenge for the sake of revenge, why was the process so high-profile?"
Both the great detective Isengard and Iconsel fell into deep thought.
Isengard, in particular, suddenly realized that he had overestimated his own abilities and underestimated the abilities of the "Apostles of Desire".
If Mr. Gar hadn't shown up tonight, he and Klein wouldn't have been able to stop the "Apostle of Desire" who was determined to escape.
Therefore, we can infer that although the "Apostle of Desire's" actions tonight were risky, he was confident of escaping, which was indeed a way to divert everyone's attention.
Having been reminded by the "Hermit" earlier, Klein also felt that this was very unreasonable. At the same time, he was also thinking about another thing: Could Mr. Gar be the "Hermit"?
Of course, it's also possible that they simply share the same idea.
Odis continued, "Excuse my bluntness, but the 'Apostle of Desire' does this as if deliberately trying to attract the attention of the official extraordinary beings."
"Taking revenge on these detectives is probably not the ultimate goal of the 'Apostle of Desire'."
Eisinger was convinced: "It's a very reasonable guess."
Iconsel then asked, "Then what is his purpose?"
"I don't know," Odis laughed. "I don't know anything about this case, and now that the 'Apostle of Desire' is dead, his purpose is unknown."
In fact, Odis knew that the "Apostle of Desire" was there to assassinate Duke Negan.
Ikonser hummed in agreement and said seriously, "I will inform the military and the Night Watchers of your speculation and pay attention to this information in the subsequent investigation."
Isengard glanced at Odis, then at the senior deacon of the "Mechanical Heart," noticing that the two seemed familiar and that Ikonser trusted "Mr. Garr."
Odis nodded, hoping to use his speculation to draw the attention of the official extraordinary individuals to any possible clues about the "Twilight Hermits' Society".
However, he was also quite aware that the official extraordinary individuals would most likely find nothing.
Whether or not the target is found, he has already done more than enough by reminding the officials of the extraordinary individuals.
After Ikonser left, Klein and Isengard helped Kaslana up and placed her on the sofa.
Odis, having regained some strength, asked, "Could you pour me a glass of wine?"
Klein agreed and went to get a bottle of wine and four glasses. When he re-entered the room, he heard Detective Isengard ask Mr. Garr, "When you learned that we were dealing with the 'Apostle of Desire,' you already had your own plan, didn't you?"
"No." Odis took the glass of red wine that Klein poured for her. "I try to avoid forming a complete plan."
Isengard took the wine Klein poured for him: "That's right, your magical item seems to be able to control demons. If there's a plan to complete, this guy might sense a strong sense of danger and just run away."
Odis took a sip of his drink: "This plan cannot be made public, much less discussed with you, so I can only carry it out on my own."
Isengard smiled and said, "I understand."
Odis took another sip of wine, then smacked his lips rather rudely: "Where did you buy this wine?"
Why does it taste a bit sour and astringent? It seems like I've drunk counterfeit alcohol.
Klein was taken aback: "In the tavern."
Odis seemed to understand what was going on: "Six sulphurs a bottle, or eight sulphurs a bottle?"
"3 Sule".
"Oh." Odis nodded and placed the wine on the coffee table.
He forgot that this guy rarely drinks and is also a bit stingy.
After chatting for a while, Odis regained some of his strength and got up to take his leave.
First, they took a carriage back to the "Nanmu Ballroom," and then used the "teleportation array" to arrive at the Gar Herbal Shop.
Odis really didn't want to travel anymore, so he rested for the night in the herbalist's shop.
Although I haven't rested here for more than a week, Kaina cleans these rooms every day, so the house is still relatively clean.
...
In an abandoned warehouse in the dock area.
A figure dressed in a black trench coat, whose face was obscured, nimbly leaped into the warehouse. He spoke into the dense darkness of the warehouse: "Patrick Jason Belial is dead!"
A somewhat hoarse voice came from the darkness: "This 'Apostle of Desire' is too arrogant and always tries to manipulate the official extraordinary beings."
"Heh, this fool has completely missed the point. His goal is assassination, not to oppose the official extraordinary beings."
The hoarse voice chuckled: "It's no pity for a guy like that to die."
The man in the black trench coat sighed: "Then we'll have to find a new assassin."
"This world has never lacked desperados," the hoarse voice said. "We have enough leverage to make such people work for us."
...
West End, 51 Henry Street, Gard Herbalist.
Odis didn't wake up until after nine in the morning. Her physical strength had fully recovered, and her spirituality had almost returned as well.
Because Odis was always "playing" a wizard and was always studying "witchcraft," he was in very good condition.
He has already digested about a quarter of the potion, so even though he consumed a lot of spiritual energy last night, there are no signs of him losing control.
Arriving at the shop ahead, Odis asked Kaina's sister to buy her breakfast. After eating, she wandered around the herbal shop and found that the herb warehouse and front desk were well-prepared.
Not a single mistake, not a single poem, not a single post, not a single piece of content, not a single look!
Odis praised Kenneth a few times and officially raised his salary to £2 a week before leaving the herbalist shop and taking a taxi back to his residence at 77 Helling Road.
Dressed as Gandalf the Wizard, Odysseus arrived at 66 Rose Street, where she once again studied witchcraft while waiting for a new client to arrive.
It was afternoon when the client didn't arrive, but Max did.
He sent a reward of 5,000 pounds to Odis and the others!
"That 'Apostle of Desire' is really rich!" Max exclaimed. "When we found his place, we discovered that he had been selling off his shares and artwork for the past few days, and we found two whole chests full of gold pounds and gold!"
Odis remembered that the guy seemed to have a full 100,000 pounds.
He looked at the gold pounds in his hand again and exclaimed that the officials had made a fortune this time!
At the same time, I was also struck by how stingy these officials were, giving only 5,000 pounds.
However, he then thought that three departments' official extraordinary individuals had been mobilized yesterday, and the division among the three forces was certainly not as simple as a single force directly confiscating the spoils.
Max added, "At the same time, we also found many brutally murdered bodies at his residence."
"It's hard to imagine that there is such a serial killer in Backlund, and that he has been hiding so well all these years."
He paused and then said, "After being reminded by you, Captain Ikonser and the others also thought it was strange that this 'Apostle of Desire' suddenly cashed out his property."
"If it were to get revenge on those detectives, he wouldn't have sent threatening letters to everyone and drawn our attention to the matter."
"If he hides in the shadows and kills a detective every now and then, it will be very difficult for us to find him. He can continue to be a rich man while taking revenge."
"But he used the most eye-catching method to retaliate, which clearly indicates that he had other motives, but unfortunately no one knows what his motives are now."
Odis smiled and said, "Unless by chance, it will be difficult to know the truth in the future."
Then he asked, "Any new developments in Bernie's case? Have any clues been found at his residence?"
Bernie was made into a puppet by the "astrologers" of the "Morse Ascetic Order". Klein had previously helped find Bernie's residence, but there were members of the "Morse Ascetic Order" lying in ambush there.
Odis and Klein defeated the members of the "Morse Penitentiary" and told "Mechanical Heart" where Bernie lived, so that "Mechanical Heart" could continue to investigate the matter.
"We haven't found any clues," Max said. "We can only be roughly certain that he was turned into a puppet a month ago."
"The only thing that seems to be a clue is an ancient stone brick, which seems to come from some ruins."
"But despite numerous divinations, we were unable to find any clues about the ruins."
Odis was slightly taken aback. If even the "Mirror of Arodes" couldn't be found, this ruin must have a very high level of concealment measures.
He sighed: "It seems unlikely that we can find the whereabouts of the 'Morse Penitentiary' members using this lead."
The two discussed the case for a while, chatted for a bit, and then Max took his leave.
Odis wrote to Klein, asking him to arrange for Isengard and Kaslana to meet at 15 Minsk Street the next morning to divide the prize money.
Then it was just a matter of waiting, but no one came all day.
In the afternoon, Odis went out and bought a small barrel of beer, as well as some fresh pork and mutton.
That evening, Odis cut the fresh meat into chunks in the kitchen and then marinated it with onions, cumin, and salt.
After marinating for about half an hour, Odis skewered the meat onto pre-made wooden skewers, sprinkling chili powder on it as he grilled it.
Soon, the sizzling skewers were ready. Odis drank a beer and ate the skewers, feeling great.
This barbecue was his reward for the bounty he received today.
Based on his contribution yesterday, he should have no problem receiving £2,000, which would bring his savings to £12,000!
When the time is right, you can initiate a trade with Bernadette for a sealed item that grants the ability to "travel".
As he drank, Odis thought to himself: 12,000 pounds! If I didn't plan to escape from Backlund, with this money I would be a rich man, no less.
Having eaten and drunk his fill, Odis patted his round belly and locked the door early from the inside, deciding to rest for the night.
Back in his bedroom, Odis casually read a novel for a while and lamented how scarce entertainment options were these days. He felt there was practically nothing to do at home if he didn't go to dance halls, bars, or theaters.
Around nine o'clock, feeling a bit bored, Odis entered the "Knowledge Wilderness" to continue researching the "Recorder's" abilities. After making some breakthroughs, he submitted his findings to the "Knowledge Wilderness," completing his research task for the week.
After working for a while, Odis finally felt satisfied. He smiled helplessly and said, "I really am destined to be a workaholic!"
However, his night shift work is also largely due to the lack of a mobile phone and computer.
Lost in thought, Odis fell asleep through "meditation." The next morning, she got up early, changed her clothes twice, and rode in a carriage from the "Nanmu Ballroom" to 15 Minsk Street.
The great detective Isengard and the female detective Kaslana had already arrived, and together with the room's owner, Klein, and the masked Odis, the four of them sat down in the living room once again.
Odis said, "The official extraordinary individuals received a total of 5,000 pounds in prize money."
Klein, standing to the side, remarked: "The official extraordinary beings are truly generous!"