Chapter 367: Full of Nonsense

Jonny E. Ochoa: "It was a sunny day on December 3rd. When I came home from work, I found a letter in the mailbox at the door. The sender was signed by an old friend. The content of the letter was basically an invitation. I’m having dinner at Wilton’s Oyster tomorrow night and all my old friends will be there.”

"This is also the first time I have been invited to such a high-end restaurant. If the letter had not stated that family members were not allowed to be brought, I would have brought my wife and daughter to the banquet... Looking back now, fortunately I didn't really He must bring his wife and daughter with him, otherwise they may also fall into this terrible conspiracy whirlpool.”

"When I arrived at the restaurant on time, I met many old friends from my service days. At first, I thought one of the old friends had made a fortune and wanted to invite us old friends to have a good get-together and reminisce. It was a long and arduous war in the past...but I never thought that the organizer of the banquet actually had the idea of ​​​​revolutionary rebellion!"

"And still use this terrifying and formidable forbidden power to sound the clarion call for revolution!"

"Nello Bacchus, damn Nello Bacchus, he's the host of the dinner party!

"He delivered a horrifying speech at the banquet, which was terrifying and dangerous. His words seemed to contain strange magic that deceived people's hearts, making others involuntarily convinced.

"Nello Bacchus seduces us into joining his revolutionary ranks and rebuilding the glory of Great Britain together!"

"I also proposed to refuse to join at that time, but I still couldn't resist his evil power that deceives people's minds. I couldn't help but bewitched to the point where my blood boiled... Then, my mind became less clear, as if there was another soul. While my body is being manipulated, I can only passively watch.”

"I roughly remember that the secret headquarters of the Order was an abandoned church in the Upper Norwood area."

"After we experienced that weird and weird dinner, we all gathered there, accepted the brainwashing control of Nellobaccus, and learned taboo and dangerous invisible techniques. Until we all mastered the first-level secret transmission, the inner secret Lobacchus began to assign our respective tasks...one part was responsible for the production of firearms in the basement of Bass Arms Company, and I was mainly responsible for this part of the work."

"Some people are responsible for attacking the gang's pubs/casinos/smoking rooms at night, provoking disputes and taking the opportunity to collect money... I have only participated in this part once or twice, mainly to practice the principles of the blade and learn from them. The power of strife fills the nature.”

"Some people are responsible for transporting and distributing firearms. Although I have never been involved in this part of the work, I have heard that they are mainly transported to the black market for sale, and occasionally they are packaged and sold at low prices to gang members and other radical revolutionaries."

"The riots in the House of Lords? Yes, this was also an order from Nellobacchus. He carefully selected seven church members who had no father, no mother, and no descendants, and used false and despicable words to confuse their minds and make them Dedicating his life wholeheartedly to this cause that is destined to have no good results... Nellobacchus, this despicable and shameless guy is really a crazy careerist! "

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And when Johnny came to his senses, the other cultists also came to their senses one after another incredibly.

Although they still maintain their hideous and deformed appearance, their minds seem to have returned to normal people - the sanity test results have reached above the normal level.

More importantly, they were all willing to confess their recent thrilling and wild absurd experiences, and they were all very willing to cooperate with the Anti-Suppression Bureau to complete their work - a result that surprised both Holmes and Spencer.

Of course, this confession is not completely without cost.

Asking to see his family, asking to be cured of his current ugly appearance, asking to rectify the corruption of embezzlement of pensions in the military, asking to have a full meal to vent his unbearable desires before death, asking not to disclose his information and give himself My sister arranged a good job... Various requests came from these seventeen cultists.

The Anti-Suppression Bureau graciously agreed to these requests, which were reasonable or unreasonable, at least on the surface.

After temporarily satisfying some of the needs of this group of cultists who had returned from their way, the heavily armed extermination soldiers also entered each interrogation room with the mission of interrogation.

The confessions of seventeen cultists were also delivered to two special investigators in real time.

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Wim Lardner: "On December 5th...it was probably a cloudy day. The messenger knocked on my door early in the morning and said he had an urgent letter from me. I opened the envelope and took a look. , it turned out that an unnamed old comrade invited me to have dinner at the John S. Sweetings restaurant in North Islington tonight. He said that many old comrades would also participate... I had just lost the dock during that time. When I was bored at work, I decided to go to the meeting without a moment’s hesitation.”

"Who is the host of this banquet, you ask?"

"Of course it's Mr. Nellobacs. He got a large sum of money from nowhere, and also obtained a weapons and equipment production license and a certification for the production unit. He is planning to set up a weapons production company and invites us veterans. Come join us and make a fortune, I just lost my job and it’s even more impossible to say no now!”

"What? You asked me if I have studied the art of invisibility???"

"What the hell is invisible art? I've never heard of it! As for why I look like this now???"

"This is all thanks to Mr. Nellobacchus. He is the one who provided us with the magical secret medicine passed down from ancient times. It is said to be able to strengthen the body and strengthen the spirit...not to mention that it really works! Since taking it every day After taking this secret medicine, I feel that my whole body is full of strength, and I can work for three days and three nights without closing my eyes... Hehe, it's because I work overtime so seriously, and Mr. Nerobacks even gives me I paid a lot of overtime."

"Hehe, although my appearance seems a bit strange after taking the medicine, what does it matter if I am ugly and weird as long as I have money?"

"Hey, how long do you want to ask? Let me go quickly. I have never heard of any invisible skills or the riots in the House of Lords. I am just an assembly line worker. Don't stop me from making money, okay!! !”

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Thor H. Payne: "I remember it was December 2nd, and it was snowing lightly. I had just attended my ex-wife's wedding party, and I came home drunk and alone."

"Before I returned to the apartment, I met a little letter boy at the door and delivered me a letter. I was invited to come to the Rules restaurant tomorrow to discuss how to regain our lost honor!"

"You know what happened next, right? We joined Mr. Nello Bacchus' Bass Arms Company, and then studied the knowledge of blades and forging. During this period, everyone was very enthusiastic and rushed to complete various tasks assigned by Mr. Nello. The mission indicators are to produce bombs and firearms, create killings and panic, stir up disputes and unrest..."

"Oh, by the way, one time when we were playing near the East District, Johnny accidentally couldn't control his desire for a blade and tore open a prostitute's belly... This was an unplanned killing. It would be terrible if Mr. Nerobacks were allowed to do so!”

"Fortunately, at that time, there were rumors of prostitutes being ripped open and dumped in the alley near Whitechapel... As soon as we heard about it, we knew it was a case committed by a certain guy, so we just took advantage of the situation and killed the prostitute who Johnny killed. Disemboweled and dumped in the alley... Hehe, I guess many of the victims of the Whitechapel murder case are imitators like us. "

"The riot in the House of Lords? We were indeed responsible for that, or did Mr. Nello have an idea, accurately grasping the panic of the citizens, and instigating such a successful demonstration and riot... But there must be other esoteric cults involved. If you don’t help me, tens of thousands of people can gather easily!”

"Hey, looking back now, maybe Mr. Nero had already had this plan for the demonstration and riot in his mind... When he ordered us to let go of the fire in the South Bank Industrial Zone, it must have been to lay the foundation for this demonstration and riot!"

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Corsay Odulin: "On the early morning of November 30th, I received a letter inviting me to have dinner at the Dorchester Restaurant in the South End in the evening. The letter was signed with the name of the Berkshire Brigade where I served. The flag of the Five Musketeers, I guess it was an old friend summoning us. At that time, I had a hunch that this banquet would not be as simple as catching up on old times. "

"This old friend who doesn't even want to reveal his name must have some trouble and needs our help... so he chose such a remote and unpopular small restaurant."

"I arrived at the Dorchester Restaurant in advance, and I happened to meet the owner and chef who were packing up and preparing to leave. They said sorry to the guest. Today, our restaurant has let an important guest pay a large sum of money, and even they are not allowed to stay in the restaurant. Inside, I can only come back to clean up after the late night banquet.”

"When I heard the boss, chef, and waiters all responded like this, I knew that tonight's dinner would definitely not be that simple... But, I have been very bored since I retired. My daily job is to serve those dishes that taste disgusting as if they were marinated in The rich ladies who spend seven days and seven nights in the pickled cabbage vat like rotten abalone are playing increasingly outrageous and unbearable tricks.”

"I'm tired of this shameful life! I hate this life without any honor!"

"So when everyone started talking about the recent frustration and downfall, I immediately proposed the idea of ​​​​staging a big event... But rather than saying that we are a rebel army dedicated to the revolution, I personally feel that we are more like a group of people being suppressed. The downtrodden people who have been abandoned by society gather together to take revenge on this dark and unfair society.”

"The source of invisible arts? Are you talking about the complicated and obscure weird knowledge?"

"Oh, that knowledge was put in the envelope that each of us received, but the interesting thing is that when we asked at the banquet which old friend wrote the letter inviting us to gather together, no one came forward to admit it. , everyone can even take out their own invitation letter.”

"Is the immediate leader Nello Bacchus?"

"Well...the registrant and chairman of Bass Arms Company is indeed that boy Nello, but in fact we all know that he is just an unlucky guy who was elected because he failed in the lottery."

"Our true leader, the planner of our series of actions, is one and only one person."

"That's the cunning and wise Mr. Jonny E. Ochoa!"

"His words are as powerful as cannonballs, and his actions are as swift as cannonballs. Mr. Johnny E. Ochoa... He is our real leader!"

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Holmes and Spencer carefully reviewed the testimonies reported in real time.

The more Spencer read, the more he felt that the content was chaotic and disorderly, and each refuted each other. He couldn't help but look up at the female detective at the opposite table and said, "What kind of cooperative investigation is this? The whole article is full of shit, and not a word can be believed!"

"It's okay if there are discrepancies in the details of criminal responsibility. After all, everyone wants to exonerate themselves, but they even have different opinions on the time of the first dinner meeting, and even the location is a different restaurant!"

"This interrogation is completely meaningless, and the information obtained is completely unreliable... Although they also mentioned the origin of the fire in the South Bank Industrial Zone."

"I always I understand what you said at the action meeting, Ms. Holmes... You really can't believe even a single punctuation mark in what the professor and his subordinates say!"

"Instead of wasting time with them, why not just start the truth restoration machine in the bureau?"

"Isn't that machine supposed to be able to directly extract the prisoner's memory and present it like a series of photos?"

Faced with Detective Spencer's proposal, Holmes just shook his head slowly and said:

"The truth restoration machine is still in the experimental stage. Although it can indeed extract the prisoner's memory for projection, it is actually limited to ordinary people and cultists who have slight contact with taboo knowledge... The higher the level, the better. The higher the level of the cultists, the more different their thinking structure is from that of ordinary people, the more difficult it is to analyze. "

"The current truth restoration machine has no substantial effect on these seventeen semi-distorted cultists... The extracted memories are just fragmented audio or jagged images. "

"But we are not completely without gain. At least now ten cultists have confirmed that their direct leader is Nello Bacchus who escaped in the Crossroads Cult case. "

"Although there are still three cultists who say that their direct leader is Johnny E. Ochoa, and two cultists say that they listen directly to the will of the Golden General... But we all know that this is just unreliable nonsense. "

"And they also revealed many possible addresses of the secret headquarters of the cult. Following these clues, we may be able to find some useful information... If these are all false news, it proves that the professor is trying to mislead our investigation! The more areas are not mentioned in these 17 testimonies, the more we need to focus on them!"

The female detective stared at the screen on the monitoring device with burning eyes. The new interrogation text she had just sorted out has been distributed. She only needs to review and argue repeatedly to dig out the real hidden information in the nonsense throughout the text.

"Professor, your self-righteous trick is exactly the flaw you revealed!"

The next second, Holmes, who was staring at the screen of the monitoring device, showed an extremely solemn expression.

In the screen of the 17 interrogation rooms, the 17 cultists who were bound in the shackles of Wu Zhigang and could not even blink their eyelids, unexpectedly twitched violently at the same time!

The terrified extermination soldier turned around and tried to flee, but before he could turn around, the hideous and deformed head in front of him exploded with a bang, and the hot brain and blood splashed all over them, and the white interrogation room was rendered with a shocking thick dark red.

Seventeen loud explosions sounded almost at the same time, as if seventeen carefully planned salutes were exploding at the same time.

The fireworks of flesh and blood were brilliant and dazzling, celebrating the start of the next stage of this game of madness and reason.