Capítulo 111: Chapter 30:A Good Dog Doesn't Snitch
Not long after the trio has left the street a large group of people, most armed with machine guns and a small one with different colored scrolls.
They carefully entered the street and after checking that it was safe and covering the bodies, they began to slowly evacuate the people who lived in the buildings claiming to be police officers.
After all the people had been evacuated and the street had been closed for investigation, a man with a cut jaw and facial features, as well as frizzled, messy, and stubborn brown hair could be seen listening to the report of another.
"...About 18 people killed, 8 by lethal shots and the other 10 stabbed and burned alive we will have to wait for the autopsy to find out more, we also have to add the great destruction to numerous roofs of various departmental buildings and one public carriage with the dead horses, estimated at 800 pounds to repair..."
While he was listening to the report a woman came running towards them.
"Captain Ikanser we found a new body in a back alley..."
"Take me there"
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Looking at the body on the floor and the head to the side, Ikanser could only frown slightly.
'This all looks like it was done by a group of beyonders,maybe an ambush?'
"Any kind of information on this guy?" Ikensar asked as he looked at the woman who shook her head.
"He didn't have his wallet with him and it will take a long time to find out who he is" she replied.
'Of course the wallet is gone' Ikensar thought as the rain hit him.
"Has the carriage driver already spoken?" he asked one of his men behind him who nodded.
"Dancer with no last name, carriage driver for 28 years, according to his words he was leading a group of 3 different people to a bar on deep in Backlund Bridge when they were ambushed."
"Did he describe the passengers he was carrying?" he asked again as he looked at the man.
"Yes Mr.Ikanser according to him there were 2 men and 1 woman, the first man is of average height along with black hair and blue eyes, and the woman is a very tall blond woman with a Feysac appearance and lastly..."
The atmosphere in the alley had turned darker while a not very old regret stirred in Ikensar's stomach.
"What about the last man Skiper?" This question made the so-called Skiper swallow audibly before speaking again.
"A tall man with a scary mask covered in a black windbreaker....."
Now the atmosphere had become even heavier and Ikensar took a breath before speaking again.
"Was the driver abble to describe the mask?" he needed irrefutable proof that it was really him.
Skiper didn't speak again, he just handed him a piece of paper that had a drawing on it.
An iron mask with eyes and mouth deformed in a kind of eternal scream...
"..."Ikanser just remained silent looking at the drawing of the mask almost feeling how it seemed to look back at him causing a cold sweat to run down his back.
"Sir, the driver also said that the man had introduced himself but I'm sure it's a false name."Skiper mentioned causing Ikanser to shoot him a somewhat sharp look.
"Skiper, it doesn't matter if it's a fake, at least we'll have a lead on this subject, so tell me the name"Ikanser scolded causing Skiper to only nod weakly before speaking.
"The driver had said that he calls himself Mr.Holmes..."
'Mr.Holmes....'Ikanser thought as he looked at the dark clouds in the sky,taking a hand to his chin while processing the information with a serious face....
"I'll go get the sealed artifact 2-111 again, since the last incident it's back to normal maybe now we can get more information about this suppose Mr.Holmes." he said making the woman and Skiper look uncomfortable knowing what that meant.
Half an hour later Ikanser had returned accompanied by 6 people to the alley where the decapitated body was, which had already been transported for the autopsy.
Ikamser held in his arms what it looks like a silver mirror with ancient patterns on the back and an eye-like pattern on each side at the front, it is 22 centimeters in height.
'Here it comes, Arrodes please be gentle wirh me'he thought heavily as he raised the silver mirror in front of him seeing his reflection he ask the first question.
"Great Arrodes, I ask you to answer my question: who is the blond man who was beheaded in this alley?"
Ikanser's reflection disappeared to be replaced by a black background, it didn't take long for a sentence to form in this one written in white words.
"Esteban Wesley, A sequence 7 beyonder-Solar High Priest- who is part of the Church of theEternal Blazzing Sun, he had come to Backlund to complete a mission in collaboration with Harry Grand a sequence 6 beyonder-Faceless-, who is part of the Secret Order...."when all that was written the mirror returned to a black background while Ikanser was extremely surprised by this.
'He had never revealed so much information at once, so the secret order and the church of the Eternal Blazzing Sun were here, but that has nothing to do with the mysterious Mr. Holmes' while he thought other white words the mirror formed and with a heavy heart he read them.
"Which of all the sexual positions is your favorite to perform?" Ikanser's neck turned red while those who were accompanying him only coughed slightly while looking away.
'This time it reveal a lot of information so he's in a good mood, if I want to maintain this state I'll have to answer..' thought Ikanser red as he prepared himself and spoke.
"Sixty-nine..." he replied embarrassed and the Arrodes mirror formed other words in green.
"CORRECT"
After a few seconds these words disappeared and Ikensar could see his reflection again, being able to see how red his face was.
Sighing and adjusting the collar of his shirt, Ikanser picked up the mirror again.
This time it was the time for the heavy question and why he answered that embarrassing question.
"Great Arrodes, I ask you to answer my question: Tell me who is Mr. Holmes?"
This time the mirror had simply become silent again and the black background was not formed again, but the mirror had become completely silent.
Ikanser regained his composure and changed the question.
"Great Arrodes, I ask you to answer my question: Who are Mr. Holmes' companions?"
Again, the mirror Arrodes remained silent, not saying anything or showing any other indication, right now it seemed like a normal silver mirror and Ikensar seemed crazy.
'Not again...' Ikanser thought heavily as he saw this.
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