When the Saint comes, she does not collect food

#197 - The purpose of the investigation is not to find the murderer.

Turning seven times and eight times in the alley, Mizam lowered his head and passed through the triangular colored flags and clothes racks hanging in the alley, and the houses around him changed from wooden houses to stone houses.

After crossing a flower bridge built between two stone houses, Mizam nodded to the soldiers guarding the intersection and walked towards the inner area.

This place is far from the dock and close to the church, and it is the wealthy area of the entire Feiliu Fort.

Walking through the neatly stacked brick streets, Mizam walked to the side door of a courtyard, and the gatekeeper sat on a small stool, lazily dozing off.

"Old Hammers!" Mizam woke up the gatekeeper.

The gatekeeper glanced at Mizam with sleepy eyes, stood up, and knocked on the door: "Open the door, it's Priest Mizam."

A few seconds later, several unlocking sounds came from inside the door, and an honest and простые(простые: simple) male servant opened the side door and invited Mizam in.

This small garden is exquisitely decorated, the delicate green on the green fence wall is like spring, and hundreds of white orchid are in full bloom, and are cut into the shapes of roosters and crosses.

A huge furnace is in the center of the garden, and billowing heat waves are coming from the furnace.

Archbishop Constance sat next to the furnace, while Barneyfoss sat awkwardly opposite the Archbishop, and two soldiers escorted the black-clothed "Segal" to kneel beside him.

Standing in the center of the garden, Matteo, the bishop of Greendale church, waved his right hand back and forth, and stamped his feet hard: "Your Excellency, how did the entire Qianhe Valley become like this now!

Look at my robe, today when I came to the city, I don't know who splashed a bucket of dung on it.

I asked the night watchmen to find the murderer, and they pretended searched, and actually told me that they couldn't see the murderer's face and couldn't tell, I could see it clearly!

Not to mention those laborers..."

Archbishop Constance impatiently waited for Matteo to get to the point, and interrupted him when he kept nagging: "What is the progress of the Valentine Taylor case? Has the murderer been caught?"

Matteo's tongue licked his dry lips: "Not yet."

"Not yet?" Constance repeated Matteo's words with emphasis.

"We are already trying our best to investigate, especially Knight Rosso, who has been chasing the murderer day and night, without sleep for three days, but the nearby citizens and villagers are shielding Valentine Taylor..."

Valentine Taylor case, this was the news Mizam heard on his way back from Rapid Stream City.

Valentine Taylor, the manor butler of Knight Rosso of Greendale, secretly killed thirteen members of the knight's family while the knight was out suppressing the rioters, and then fled on horseback.

Valentine Taylor's motive is currently unknown, but even a fool can see why Valentine Taylor, who is forty-five years old and still has no children, would have a drastic change in temperament.

It's nothing more than blue blood wine.

Mizam couldn't help but sigh secretly, floods, Juan Nuo, and blue blood wine, no matter which event happened alone, the church had the confidence to easily suppress it.

Even if there were only two events, the church would be able to forcibly suppress it with some effort, but the three events broke out together, pressing down the gourd and the ladle floated up, and the situation was a little out of control.

"...It is currently determined that he ran in the direction of Rapid Stream City, and we are tracking along the way...The most hateful thing is those laborers and villagers, and even the local itinerant priests.

How many times have I clearly seen fragments of clothes with blood stains, but when we asked the nearby villagers, they insisted that they didn't know.

Before, a team of our night watchmen clearly saw him, but the local vagrants pretended to cross the river and squeezed the guards on the bridge, preventing us from catching people, and let him run away again.

The villages and merchants along the way are unwilling to provide us with any supplies, but are willing to take in the damn Valentine Taylor for free..."

"Okay, I understand, no need to continue." Constance rubbed the sides of her nose with her slender fingers, "Ah, Juan Nuo should have been executed later... The past is gone and cannot be chased, let's think about the current problem."

Constance burned Juan Nuo to death in order to forcibly suppress the dissenting voices of the people in the Qianhe Valley and ensure temporary peace.

When the papal decree is issued and he is promoted to cardinal, he will ignore the flood in the Qianhe Valley.

But now, as soon as he reported that Juan Nuo was dead, the Qianhe Valley was calm and peaceful, and the world was peaceful, and in the blink of an eye, there was the blue blood wine scandal and the Duke of Kush was killed.

Originally, if it weren't for this incident, Constance could have packed up and prepared to go to the Holy See to take office.

But as soon as the blue blood wine came out, Grandiva was still arguing with Pope Johnny VIII about the Changge City incident, but it was not guaranteed that he would be able to free up his hand to block his promotion, and there might be other bishops who failed to be elected to mess things up.

For example, if Grandiva proposed that he suppress the Qianhe Valley rebellion before leaving, or hold concurrently the cardinal and suppress the rebellion before taking office.

How many years would it take to suppress this?

Most importantly, Johnny VIII is in poor health. If he drags on like this, and Johnny VIII dies one day, and he hasn't had time to enter the College of Cardinals, wouldn't that be finished?

There is no way, I can only pass the buck.

Constance looked at Barneyfoss, originally thinking that this young man was young and had reached his current position, with unlimited prospects, but now it seems...

The blue blood orphanage was exposed by the Holy Son, and the Duke of Kush was also killed by the Holy Son. The Holy Son was exposed from Barneyfoss's territory. The short hairs they went to capture the Holy Son not only failed to capture him, but actually made him famous.

Make Barneyfoss suffer, let him bear the blame.

Barneyfoss was very familiar with Constance's eyes. When he pushed the blame to his subordinates, he had this look.

Barneyfoss immediately started shivering, but he couldn't push this matter to his subordinates, because letting his subordinates do such a big thing would also be dereliction of duty.

"Your Excellency, I offer you my respects."

Walking out of the shadows, Mizam saluted Constance.

This Mizam was sent by the Pope to Prince Condé and has always been known as Prince Condé's spokesman and adviser.

"So it's you, our Priest Mizam." Constance stood up, opened his arms, and kissed Mizam on both cheeks.

This is the French etiquette to express affection.

"Your Excellency, I know you must be worried about the Qianhe Valley issue now, and you have allowed the group of short-haired traitors to be rampant to this day." Mizam went straight to the point and said, "We are dull and failed to capture the Holy Son Horne, but we have captured another important figure."

Mizam looked at the blank Barneyfoss, and Barneyfoss woke up from his dream and shouted to the soldiers who were escorting "Segal": "Bring the second-day-elected Devil Emperor Segal over."

Under the escort of several soldiers, Segal Horse, formerly known as Drolte, was pushed in front of Constance with his hands tied behind his back.

"This is?"

Mizam squinted and looked at Segal. Segal shivered and swallowed the impulse to tell the truth: "I am Segal Horse Gallar, the second-day-elected Pope of the Short Hair Army. As for the witch Jeanne and Horne, they are just my nephews and nieces."

"Second, the second-day-elected Pope?" Matteo stepped forward and walked around the big man with a serious face and a beard, "Where did this savage come from?"

"Your Excellency, this is really Horne's uncle Segal. He can also draw portraits of the two leaders of the short hair, the Devil Son Horne and the Witch Jeanne."

And his imagination is even more surprisingly outstanding, which can definitely satisfy the curiosity of the nobles.

"Don't joke with me, this is clearly..."

"Are you really Segal Gallar?"

"Exactly."

"Good, good, good." Standing up, Constance stepped forward and hugged Mizam and Barneyfoss in turn, and even made up for the two kisses that were missing when he met Barneyfoss before.

"You two have made great contributions." Re-sitting in the chair, Constance held the armrest of the chair, but the expression on his face was a little intriguing, "You haven't promoted such a great achievement?"

"Our little achievements are not worth promoting." Barneyfoss leaned forward and said, "Because your command and planning credit far exceeds our execution credit, so we sent people to promote some, mainly to highlight your credit."

"Oh——" The intriguing expression on Constance's face instantly brightened, "Oh, what credit do I have, it's just a little planning and handling the aftermath."

Turning his head to look at Segal, Constance was more and more satisfied the more he looked at him, and he couldn't wait to kiss him twice.

Constance spent so much money, recruited so many soldiers, and spent so many days in the name of suppressing the short hairs, just to take down the Salvation Army, add bricks and tiles to his resume, and prove that he has stabilized the Qianhe Valley?

As a result, the Salvation Army tossing around everywhere, killing dukes and exposing blue blood orphanages, doesn't that make him seem very incompetent?

Catching the second-day-elected Pope who is shoulder to shoulder with Horne can declare victory and win.

With this front, he can take advantage of the name of escorting important prisoners and hurry to the Holy See to take office as a cardinal and enter the high level of the church.

Even if it is found out to be fake, he is already a cardinal, and it is understandable that he was not aware of it for a while.

Once he is in the position of cardinal, it is not that he violates the law, but that the law violates him.

This method was proposed by Mizam. He is the Pope's man. Would the Pope not know?

The Pope will definitely pretend to be confused and try his best to show the strength of himself and his forces to prevent the people below from spying on his authority.

"Such an important prisoner should be personally imprisoned by me and sent to the Holy See to meet the Pope and bitterly state that although the Salvation Army is powerful, it is only a matter of time before they are be executed." Constance said righteously.

Mizam and Barneyfoss looked at each other and knew that things were done.

"Then what about these troublemakers? And the rebellion..." Bishop Matteo was muddled, the Archbishop is gone, who will preside over the overall situation?

"What rebellion? The short hairs are surrounded in the Black Bone Swamp. Isn't the rebellion subsided?" Constance glanced at Matteo with dissatisfaction, "Divide a part of the land near the Chastity Castle to Prince Condé and let him stay for a few more months, wouldn't that be good?

As for the troublemakers, we can say that it is just individual behaviors of individual parishes. We have thoroughly launched an investigation and are determined to clean up the entire wine selling network and return the church a innocence!"

"Oh, Your Excellency, this cannot be investigated, who knows what will be investigated?" Matteo immediately was shocked.

Constance turned his body to face Matteo, but did not speak. Some words he could not say.

Walking forward, Mizam put his arm around Matteo's shoulder and explained in a low voice without concealment: "Your Excellency Matteo, the investigation is not to find the murderer."

"Then what is it for?"

"It is to prove that we have indeed taken action!"