"The Church of Knowledge seems to be planning to protect those important members of parliament at this moment. As for their families, they are not among the protections. After all, it is not their families who decide the final result."

Jeffrey expressed the attitude of the Church of Knowledge at this moment, leaving only Odith with what you were talking about. I believe he didn't understand it based on his emotional intelligence.

"It's such a clever plot that has both gained benefits and made believers in the middle class and nobles more pious to them," Crence murmured.

At this moment, the Night Monastery was in a very embarrassing position. Since it had stepped into this muddy water, it was too late to get out of here.

The main reason is that the members of the Night Monastery are scattered on two continents and cannot summon too many members at once, and the sphere of influence of the Knowledge Church is only in the United Empire of St. John and the United Empire of Surant.

"So there is only one option left for us, to help the Baron Barthle London find her daughter, and, safely, bring it back."

Vizel said with a gloomy face crossed his hands.

The other two looked at each other and nodded slightly. Then Vizel took out a black whistle from his pocket and handed it to Crance.

"It comes from the legacy of the soul scholars in Stage 2. It is called the Mathuring Whistle. Its function is to attract the remaining soul bodies around it, which can save you a lot of trouble. The side effect is that the soul bodies communicated have the danger of attacking you. If you are lucky enough, it will be an obedient item."

"Are you lucky enough? What I don't lack the least is luck? So can it be used to find Mei Weisi?" Crence then raised this question.

"I'm sorry, Crence, the soul bodies communicated with this method are in a state of chaos, and they can only remember what happened in a very short time. The Mei Weisi you are looking for has been leaving the steam railway station for too long," said Weizel truthfully.

Crence, somewhat disappointed, nodded slightly and signaled that he had remembered it. He did not ask why he handed it to himself, rather than the experienced Jeffrey. He probably didn't want to hand it to a thief.

Crence greeted Archibald, who was lying on the sofa with a lazy expression. Although it still resisted entering the night hall, it would not be as scared as before.

With the sound of footsteps, Crance and the other two pushed open the door separate from the coffee shop.

He then looked at the middle-aged man sitting in the corner, scratching his blonde hair, with a full cup of Montley coffee in front of him.

"It's worth 20 Sochi, so expensive."

Crence looked at the two thieves, Odith and Jeffrey, and was a little scared for a moment.

After listening to Ms. Norma's introduction, in the task of entrusting them with the task of catching thieves, the two people who could not suppress their desire to steal had actually started their business after completing the commission. Fortunately, they found it in time and ordered them to return it.

"It's such an excellent matching mechanism. You are not afraid of the enemy being too strong, but you are afraid of teammates being too bad. You can't fight nine in one shot," Crence said secretly.

"Hello, Mr. Baron," Crence first stepped forward and said hello.

Odith and Jeffrey lazily asked Asina to make two cups of coffee, as if saying, "Leave all the troubles to Crance, we are just doing odd jobs."

"Are you a member of the Mehes office that Count Sirith said?"

Barthel stood up with a ugly face, and kept looking at the thin young man in front of him. The suspicion and distrust in his eyes became stronger.

"It seems that Mr. Jeffrey hasn't revealed much," Crance thought to himself: "Yes, Mr. Baron, we will solve your troubles as soon as possible."

"To be honest, as a businessman, your guarantee is hard to convince. After all, you are too young and feel a sense of distrust," Bartle frowned.

This was completely different from what he imagined. If it were not for the trust of Count Sirith, then when he saw this young man, he should leave and look for help from a private detective or a police officer.

"Haha, Lord Baron, before the expensive gems are polished and discovered, it is always just a useless stone."

Crence cunningly described himself as the other party’s jewelry merchant.

Upon hearing this, Bartley was stunned at first, and couldn't help but look at Clens a little: "Well! It's very interesting, but the gem needs merchants and buyers to evaluate its price."

"It seems we can talk about the kidnapped situation in detail."

Crence couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief. He had previously worried that the businessman would leave immediately when he saw his strange combination of three people and one dog, and what followed might be the failure of the Night Monastery bet.

"Joyce returned to her room after having dinner. At around 12 o'clock last night, her personal maid went to the bedroom to check if Joyce kicked the quilt, and found that Joyce, who should have been sleeping quietly in the bed, had lost her figure, but my professional bodyguards didn't notice it at all."

Barthel said with regret.

"If the Baron's Excellency did not involve a new air management proposal, it would be just an ordinary kidnapping case. The other party's request was nothing more than blackmailing the jewelry merchant and asking for ransom, but the time of the occurrence was assassinated by the captain, and the time seemed to be quite consistent."

Krence carefully analyzed the ordinary disappearance case and couldn't help but murmur in his heart: "This is just a coincidence, or an inevitable plot, it is really getting more and more complicated."

"Please rest assured that we will get your daughter back as soon as possible. First of all, we need to go to your home to check the necessary clues."

Crence then stood up and saluted, trying to relieve the anxious baron.

"OK".

After Barthley checked out, Crance and his men followed him out of the cafe, rode into the luxury carriage of the jewelry merchant, and walked towards his mansion in the Sarrok area.

Along the way, two thieves who talked a lot of nonsense fell silent because they were worried that they would cause dissatisfaction from the baron.

Ten minutes later, the carriage that was so comfortable that it was impossible to feel any bumpy stopped.

Crence was still a little unsatisfied with this. After all, Old Ted's carriage almost became his shadow on the carriage. He had endured the bumpy feeling for a whole week.

Then a few people walked out of the carriage, and Crance looked up and glanced at the building surrounded by towering walls.

Its shape is different from the common spire houses in the St. John's Empire, but rather an exotic dome building that makes people discover its specialness at a glance.

"What a luxury. This building has been preserved intact since the last era. It is said to be the residence of a former crown prince."

There was an unconcealed greed in Jeffrey's eyes. He probably had his desire to steal again, but it would be difficult for such a building to move even a demigod-level thief.

"It seems that this old man knows a lot. I was lucky enough to buy it from a down-and-out nobleman. Because he wanted to repay his gambling debt, I got it at a very cheap price."

Until now, the show-off engraved in the blood of the nobles made Barthre not forget to show off to Crance and the others, as if saying, "This is something you will never get in your lifetime. Today you are honored to step into this building."

A middle-aged man dressed as a housekeeper hurriedly ran out of the building, opened the towering door to his employer Barthley, and made a gesture of inviting him.

As the owner, Bartley took the lead in stepping into the gate, followed by three people and one dog.

Because of Joyce's disappearance, the bodyguards who had neglected their duties that night were punished to varying degrees, so they did not dare to rest for a while, so they had to work diligently in the employer's wall at all times.

When you walk into the quaint building, the first thing you see is that various retro utensils and murals suddenly make strange colors flash in Jeffrey and Odiss' eyes.

The thief in Stage 1 gives them the ability to sense the treasures around them, and the scene in front of them is like throwing a mouse into its favorite food.

Crence had to whisper the two of them, suppressing their desire to steal, and observing Archibald's state from time to time, his sense of smell was always so keen for the extraordinary.

Then he walked up the second floor and passed a corner, Barthley led Crance and the other two into a room full of childlike fun.

In the not-so-large room, there is a portrait of the owner of the room on the easel on one side.

She was a little girl with a little fleshy cheeks, probably only eight or nine years old, and her brown eyes looked like his father Barthley, and she looked like a doll with an extreme cuteness.

Archibald did not show any abnormality, which relaxed Crance's tense heart, and then searched for valuable clues with Odis Geoffrey.

But unfortunately, after a search, Crance and others couldn't even find a single footprint or a single hair.

Without any surveillance facilities and no witnesses, the opponent is an extraordinary person with special abilities, so professional detectives may be powerless.

"How is it, what are you finding?" Bartley, who was anxiously waiting at the door, and her wife, looked very impatient.

Crence's eyes slightly turned, and he immediately had an idea: "Yes, Mr. Baron, we did find some important clues, but we still need some special methods to verify."

"What are you going to do in a special way?"

"Well, it's actually very simple. Please stay away from this room and give us enough time. This special method requires strict confidentiality."

Crence mysteriously deceived him, but in fact he felt a stir in his heart.

Barthley and his wife couldn't help but look at each other. Although they couldn't believe this absurd statement, there was no other way at the moment, so they had to look at Crence deeply.

"I hope the special method you mentioned really exists."
Chapter completed!