140 A Study of Blood Words 2 (2/2)

Bai Xi, who had been playing with marbles in a corner, looked up. ”What did you get?”

”The so-called big secret and what the Professor did to the traitor…” Ye Qingxuan scooped up some ashes. He smiled as he studied it. ”It’s just a guess, but the Professor is seriously out of the ordinary.” He rose and patted the dust from his shoulders. ”Okay, let’s go.”

”You’re being mysterious again.” Bai Xi pouted. ”So what do we do next?”

Ye Qingxuan cocked his head at Lestrade standing at the intersection and chuckled. ”Next, we need our inspector friend to help take us somewhere.”

”Where?”

”The headquarters of the Avalon police department.”

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At noon, dark and gloomy clouds covered the sky. Rain drizzled onto the streets. Lestrade stood before the entrance of the Avalon police department in a raincoat. His expression was dark as he glanced around every now and then.

As people passed by, uniformed policemen would sometimes greet this man who was rising through the ranks. Lestrade would force a smile onto his face and reply to each of them.

Finally, the anxious waiting came to an end. A black carriage stopped before him. The door opened slowly.

The youth inside the carriage had his feet up and sat comfortably in the soft chair. He was not wearing the strange robe, but a new set of clothing. He seemed polite and endearing.

Noticing Lestrade waiting for him, he looked down. Studying Lestrade, he smiled. ”Seems like you’ve been doing well these days.”

”Thanks to you.” Lestrade forced out a smile. ”I’ve arranged everything. Please come with me.” He turned to lead the way, but his expression quickly darkened. Had he gone crazy? This was definitely not normal. He was a policeman with a bright future. Why was he bringing a mysterious dark musician into the Avalon police department? If someone found out, he would be dead!

He shivered subconsciously, regretting the decision, but he had no choice and no means to protest. He had given all that up the moment he exchanged with this demon.

”Stop standing there and hurry up.” The voice in his ear was full of awe. ”This place is usually so heavily guarded. You can’t get in without someone leading you. Do you have a cafeteria here? How’s the food? Would you mind if I got a free meal?” As Holmes spoke, he looked around with friendly and harmless smile on his face. He waved at the passing policemen like a tourist.

The guard wanted to stop him, Lestrade quickly threw his hand over his shoulder in a friendly manner. The guard hesitated and decided to turn a blind eye.

Just like that, they had passed through the various checkpoints and entered the heart of…the place with the most ”justice” in Avalon.

In the square behind many doors, Ye Qingxuan looked up at the towering gray-white building and emblem.

A squad of policemen who had just finished assembling left for their mission with their weapons. When they brushed shoulders, Holmes raised his hand and waved at them.

”Are you crazy?” Lestrade looked down, his features twisting. ”If anyone here finds out who you are, you’re dead!”

Holmes laughed. ”Don’t be nervous. I trust you!” He patted Lestrade’s shoulder. ”You won’t let that happen, right?”

Lestrade’s shoulder trembled and he did not reply.

A voice sounded from afar. ”Oh, is it Lestrade?” A man with an umbrella saw them and walked over.

Lestrade froze. Ye Qingxuan could feel the panic radiating from him.

The man neared. He was clad in a vintage musician robe and looked like a priest. The red dragon emblem of the Royal musicians was on his chest. He looked as if he was around thirty-years-old, but his hair had already started graying. His most striking feature was his eyes. Those blue orbs were as deep as the starry sky. One felt naked when under the stare of those eyes.

They were the Starry Eyes, a superpower bestowed by the Originator after a musician from the School of Revelations broke through the Barrier of Knowledge and resonated with the world. All truth was revealed under those eyes.

No one knew why a Royal Musician was here today! Nobody else would have cared, but Lestrade was terrified by Claude’s eyes. Revelations musicians were experts at recognizing one’s aura. The dark musician would not be able to escape!

”Mi-mister Claude, long time no see. I didn’t expect to see you here,” Lestrade stammered.

Claude nodded at him. His expression changed when his gaze moved to the youth, as if he sensed the darkness.

”Sh*t.” Despair and regret flashed through Lestrade’s mind. He was going to be discovered!