The magic eye turned violently in the chest, and the induced test tube was shaking. The burly man with the black beard shook violently, and it seemed to have entered a dormant state soon, and fell to the bottom of the pipe without moving.
He stood up and asked his companions to deal with the bleeding man. Mr. Schleich handed the test tube to Captain Bincy. The latter took a look, took out a seal and wrapped the cork completely, and put it away carefully. In the small but buttoned pocket on the inside of the trench coat.
Chocolate also slipped out on the gravel and came to Jenkins' feet. After being picked up, he squinted his eyes and rubbed his face against Jenkins.
"The kitten you raised has a better sense of smell than the two dogs specially bred by Nicholas!"
Captain Bincy smiled, praised in a low voice, and patted Jenkins on the back vigorously, explaining how to find this place. The scribes of the combat team were all smiling. This operation went smoothly unexpectedly. After half a month of gloom, this was the biggest victory.
Jenkins let out a long breath, feeling some pain in the part that was patted by the middle-aged man. Grinning, he gently scratched the cat's chin, and turned his head to find the thoughtful expression on his father's face.
"What's wrong?"
"There's one thing I've always cared about, but I didn't expect to actually encounter it this time... There's one more thing, you're prohibited from returning to the antique shop until you're notified."
"But, sir..."
Jenkins squatted on the ground, puzzled, he was treating the cult member to prevent him from dying before being interrogated. The man was about to bite his tongue and kill himself, but Jenkins got him back...
The man who lost one eye showed a very terrifying expression in his one eye.
"No, but today is Friday, and the results of the interrogation will probably come out before next Monday. On weekends, you can arrange your life as you like. I heard that you have a very good relationship with Hathaway Hessa recently..."
His attitude was quite resolute, and even Captain Bincy had the same expression as he should, and Jenkins couldn't find a reason to refute it.
At least from the results, this incident did not cause adverse effects. Even if Captain Bincy and the Church's Benefactors hadn't arrived in time, Jenkins and Pop had gained the upper hand.
Everyone rushed back to the church together, and they quickly found the man's information in the wanted notice:
Boglo Stippi, nicknamed the Still Eye, is a follower of the evil god [Magic Eye of the Void] and a member of the illegal organization [Magic Eye Collection Association]. Twelve years ago, in order to snatch a special B-series magic eye, he had a conflict with the Church of [Lightless Moon] in the Kingdom of Cheslan, and killed an earl in that incident, and has since boarded the Church and official most-wanted lists.
Now, the captured Oculus has been handed over to the Office of Special Objects Disposal, and the captured Stipe has been handed over to a professional interrogation. The church needs to know the purpose of his coming to this city, whether he has companions, and whether anyone else knows his whereabouts today.
After all, he disappeared after entering Papa's antique shop. If he accepted the mission and was assigned to spy on the antique shop, then the church's stronghold would end its long mission. Therefore, before the danger is eliminated, Jenkins, the Newcomer Bestower, is forbidden to set foot in that dangerous place.
That's the end of today's work. Dad asked Jenkins to hand in the report and he can move about freely. He still has things to do in the church.
The two stood in the courtyard behind the church and parted ways. At the same time, the father told Jenkins that such an accident today would happen to all benefactors in various strongholds in the parish, and he didn't need to worry about it. But the [Magic Eye Collection Association] will definitely not let it go, because the storage, transfer and placement of the magic eye require complex technology, so these people usually do not act alone. The Stippi who was arrested today must have companions, but it is I don't know how many there are.
Jenkins did not leave the church immediately because he turned around and was stopped again by Mr. Coppola Bellini from the Office of Special Objects Disposal.
The two sat together in the office, and Mr. Bellini poured Jenkins a cup of hot tea.
"Mr. Williams, the thing is like this. A letter has been sent from the Holy See in the capital. There are some things I want to tell you. After all, you are also the person involved."
"whats the matter?"
He was still thinking about his father not letting him go back.
"Do you remember Brut?"
Jenkins was taken aback, and touched his nose. Although it has only been three months, it feels like a long time ago: "You mean the [Light Chaser Club], the cultist known as the Ice Emissary?"
"Yes. On the night you offered divinity to the sage, he refused A-01-2-0198's request to sell flowers. He should have died long ago, but the Holy See needed his information and used it Special means kept him alive for a while... You should know all the above things, but the current situation is that Brutt died. Well, it is considered a natural death, and he is no longer valuable."
"Dead? Oh, that's good."
He nodded blankly, even if he was a witness to this incident, there is no need to tell him specifically.
Mr. Bellini also saw what Jenkins was thinking. He raised his palm and pressed it down, signaling Jenkins to continue listening to him:
"Mr. Williams, maybe you haven't noticed, but this level 8 gifter and believer of evil gods has never used any magic related to that great evil existence, even the last [Light Chaser Club] The important core ability—golden divine art: lightening the body, has never been learned. The church has been confused about this for many years, until we dissected his body and found an ice crystal in his head. "
Mr. Bellini opened the black leather notebook on the table and handed Jenkins a photo in it: "This is it."
It was still a black and white photo. A translucent chess piece with a smooth surface was being held by someone and placed on a towel. There were still some fresh-looking stains on it, whether it was blood or brain matter. The chess piece is the image of a shooter, with a bow pointing to one side, exactly like the chess pieces in popular board games today.
"The Holy See has gone through a lot of information before finding out what it is. C-01-04-4912, the frozen archer's chess. This is not the property of the Orthodox Church, but the royal family of King Hampawo Collection. We have not heard of this item being stolen, but there can never be two gifts with the same image and function in the world. Therefore, it should be the Stuart family who believes that the theft of the gift will damage the honor of the royal family, Therefore, I did not notify the Orthodox Church of the theft, but made up my mind to investigate it myself."