Classic Novel
Chapter 1685
Chapter 1685 Absolute Fairness
After all, the records did indicate that 001 had indeed disappeared for some time, with no reports of her appearances.
"Lucas, the person Mr. Hollis interacted with is suspicious," Wynter said.
From the information she had gathered, Clyde was supposedly in Hawford but had hidden himself exceptionally well, leaving not a single trace behind. Someone was undoubtedly helping him erase his tracks.
Yet, after seeing the Crimson Abyss, Wynter had also realized that the soul residing in Clyde's body had now found a new host.
Listening to Olivian's account, Wynter couldn't shake the feeling that the person in question was, more likely than not, Clyde when he was still alive. After all, the employment arrangements mentioned had been set in motion a long time ago.
"When someone can't recall another person, it's usually one of two possibilities. Either they've been subjected to hypnosis, or the person they met is a cultivator," Wynter explained.
She paused, then looked up at Lucas, not withholding anything. "With your level, you should be aware of some of the things happening in Mt. Dragon. They are all real, including the dragon lock chain."
At the mention of the dragon lock chain, Lucas recalled the time when a Sothoth was about to emerge, causing the chain to break.
He did know about some of these matters, which only made his heart feel heavier. "Can cultivators obscure their facial features?"
"Certain Sigils of the Arcane Way can achieve that," Wynter replied.
She then proceeded to summarize the key findings from her investigation to him. "I've already sent people to dig into the Winston family. It's unlikely anyone survived, but there should still be traces left behind."
Her gaze darkened slightly. "This is a complicated situation. I'll likely have to hand over all matters in Hawford to you. In addition, I hope you can submit a request for some of the people from Mt. Dragon to head to Colifernia. That person wouldn't appear without reason."
After all, that person's arrival in Hawford had even brought out a wraithlord.
"It might be difficult," Lucas said, speaking with deliberate care. "They're all tied up with their Arcane Way discourse now."
Wynter thought about it, then smiled faintly. "You're right. It wouldn't be suitable for you to handle this. But don't worry, I have my own ways to get them to come."
If the heavens were on the verge of collapsing, what was there to debate about the Arcane Way?
Lucas couldn't help but feel that Wynter's approach wasn't so much a request for help as it was a command. Still, he would support whatever she decided to do.
"I'll write a report, too," Lucas said. He didn't want Wynter offending Mt. Dragon unnecessarily. If someone had to cross that line, it was better for him to do so.
"I'll say that I need it." He continued, a hint of a smile in his tone, "You always have such a shocking way of handling things.From NôvelDrama.Org.
"This time, after you got caught, Mr. Munn Senior was genuinely furious. He didn't call you, but he did call me. He said if anything happened to you, he'd personally come and make this group of people pay for it.
"He was so mad that he lost rationality. You know how he is normally, he wouldn't even use public funds for a meal. For him to say something like that, well, it shows how worked up he was over you."
Wynter had never paid much attention to her methods' nuances before. Her focus had always been on efficiency, catching the culprits as quickly as possible.
But this time, she had indeed worried many people. It wasn't just Jackson, who had always treated her as a true disciple. There were also her grandparents, uncles, brothers, and especially her mother. They must have been restless, unable to sleep in peace.
Wynter stopped to reflect on her actions. "I'll be more mindful about my methods in the future. Mr. Munn Senior's cardiac health isn't the best. And those shell casings are still inside...
"Lucas, please try to convince him to eat on time. Make sure he remembers not to sneak off for a game of chess during his breaks,"
"Do you think I have the courage to tell him that? Only you would dare to boss him around." His laughter held the warmth of a brother's indulgence.
But as his eyes lifted, his expression grew serious again, settling back into the gravity of their work. "Now that they've uncovered your identity, I'm deeply concerned."