Chapter 490 The Real Goal

After the group rushed to the Sheep Tavern, they quickly obtained the specific location of Mance's residence through inquiries.

"I'll go in first to investigate the situation, and you can enter through the main entrance later. Also, A-Xia, watch Lightning and Maisie and don't let them in," Nightingale ordered, then unfolded the mist and disappeared directly in front of everyone. In the black and white world, the lines that formed the outline of everything were distorted. She easily found the non-existent gap in the wall and jumped through the wall.

The furnishings in the house are very simple, not much better than Shovel's house. It seems that since losing his position as a patrol member, Mance's life has been quite difficult. The field of vision was clear, proving that there was no annoying Stone of Retribution nearby. Nightingale quickly found the target in the bedroom - a man curled up in the bed and sleeping soundly, with his coat hanging beside the bed. Blood stains can also be seen on the cuffs.

Nightingale returned to the living room, opened the door, and the police swarmed in. They pushed Mance, who had just woken up from bed, down into the bed again, and then tied him up.

"Who are you...let me go!" he shouted in horror.

"You were arrested for multiple murders, Mance!" Renn stepped forward and slapped him twice, making him quiet instantly, "How dare you go against His Highness the Prince? It will be easy for you to be hanged at the city gate! "

"I...I didn't..."

"No?" Earl Elk changed his slap to a fist, and with two muffled sounds, Mance opened his mouth in pain. His mouth was full of blood, and one of his front teeth was missing. "We saw your murder last night. What else is there to argue with? Use the dream water to stun the shovel, don’t want to be splashed with blood, hang it first and then cut its throat, it’s quite a trick!"

"..." Mance's eyes showed disbelief and deep fear.

"Killing the mice who applied for work, and drawing the cross crown with blood...whose instruction was this?" Nightingale picked up a glass bottle from the bedside, which contained half a bottle of light cyan liquid. "Dream water is not cheap. And after the rat gang is wiped out, it will not be easy to buy such things again.

"I……"

"If you tell me honestly, there may be a way to survive," Renn clenched his fists, "otherwise I will let you taste the anger of a noble."

Nightingale did not stop him, even though she knew that Earl Elk was lying. As His Highness said, the security of the territory is the most important, and anyone who damages it should receive a sufficient lesson.

While Mance was still hesitating, his fist fell on him again.

This time it was the abdomen and ribs. Renne, who had been trained as a knight, was very precise in his strength, which could make the target miserable without causing fatal injuries.

"I was wrong, I was wrong, sir, please let me go! It was a... a guy from the inner city who asked me to do this! For every person he killed, he would give me four golden dragons as a reward, and he said this Once this happens, people will become resentful of the police and feel that these black uniforms are unable to protect everyone, and the patrol team can be rebuilt!”

Mance collapsed. He was not a determined person. In other words, a determined person would not serve as a patrol member who plundered others, nor would he take four lives for a few golden dragons. Nightingale thought that maybe before he took action, he would never have imagined that he would be targeted by the Ministry of Justice so quickly, let alone that in just four days, someone would be able to pick him out from a big city with a population of 20,000.

He explained the whole story with tears and tears, and his collar was covered with blood and snot.

"I don't know how he found me. The first time we met was in a tavern. He gave me this bottle of dream water and said that as long as I did what he said, I could get a lot of money. At that time, I I had no savings, and the police force did not accept my application. I felt so angry that I... took action."

"The police will never accept a scum like you," Wren huffed.

"Do you know that person's name or identity?" Nightingale asked.

"I have no idea."

"you are lying."

"I really do not know!"

Nightingale looked at Ren, who understood immediately, raised his hand and punched her a few more times, "This lady is a witch, her ability is to tell lies, lie in front of her, I think you are tired of living! Don't challenge Our patience!”

"No, sir, I'm just... I'm just not sure," Mance screamed twice, "because he never told me his name and identity!"

"Not sure what you mean?"

"I also doubted why he was so generous. He obviously didn't look like a nobleman. When we made an appointment two days ago, he came in a very hurry, and his clothes were a little weird, like he was wearing a coat on top of his coat." He gasped. , "The one inside seems to be a uniform, and I also saw a petal-shaped emblem on his collar."

"Petal emblem?" Nightingale and Ren looked at each other, "The emblem of the Honeysuckle family?"

"That's why I'm not sure. Everyone knows that the Hermon family is a supporter of the lord, so how can they secretly oppose Lord Wimbledon." Mance lowered his head and said.

"Pero is definitely not such a person. Someone else must be causing trouble," Renn affirmed. "Anyway, they meet every day. How about we set up a trap and let that guy get in."

It seems that this is the only thing. Instead of making random guesses, it is better to wait until Mance "asks for payment" and capture the opponent in one fell swoop, then everything will be understood. Nightingale nodded, but she always felt that she had overlooked something.

The other party didn't lie, and the information was true. What was wrong?

"Sister Nightingale, are you okay yet?" Lightning shouted outside the door.

"The meeting is almost over Gu, we have to go back Gu!"

Considering that there would be some rough movements during the arrest, she deliberately asked the three of them to stay outside. When she heard the word "meeting" from Maisie's mouth, Nightingale's mind rang loudly.

etc! His Royal Highness is having a meeting with nobles in the hall to discuss the establishment of a new city hall!

This meant that he didn't have a single bodyguard with him, and the closest one stayed outside the hall.

If this person is really a member of the Honeysuckle family, he will definitely be able to enter the castle and the first-floor hall without obstruction, but he will never be able to set foot on the second and third floors that are exclusive to His Highness - and he is not with His Highness Roland!

"Lightning!" Nightingale could no longer care about Earl Elk, Mance and others, rushed out of the house, grabbed Lightning's shoulders and shouted loudly, "Take me back to the castle quickly, Your Highness may be in danger!"

"Ah? Okay... just hold on to me." Although the latter was extremely surprised, he didn't ask any more questions. Instead, he directly carried Nightingale on his back and flew straight towards the castle area - when carrying weight, the height of lightning will drop significantly. , but the speed can still be maintained at about 100 kilometers per hour. Flying along the streets, it only takes half a minute to reach the destination.

Nightingale hoped that she was overthinking it, but the more she thought about it, the more frightened she became. The murder started three days ago, and that happened to be the day when Pero's letter for help arrived in the border area. If the other party's real purpose was to use these cases to attract everyone's attention and draw her away from Roland , that would be too bad.

As they approached the castle, the nightingale escaped into the mist and rushed into the hall from mid-air, and her heart suddenly sank to the bottom. I saw that the conference room was in chaos. The nobles seemed to be greatly frightened. They were all leaning against the wall and talking. The guards were sealing off the scene. The long table that should belong to His Highness Roland was empty. One person was lying on the table. On the ground, life and death were unknown, and the black curtain of the Stone of God's Punishment covered his body. (To be continued.)