Theodore and Vol were no strangers to the name "Father."
The assassination of Elder Thors had caused the entire "Hand of Order" to lose face. For a long time, the middle and upper echelons couldn't hold their heads up in front of the nobles.
It wasn't that they hadn't thought about capturing this elite of the cult, nor that they hadn't tried, but they couldn't find the real "Father" no matter how they searched. The combination of "memory alteration" and "hypnosis" abilities made this Awakened, who hadn't truly grown, disappear as soon as he left the scene, like a drop of water returning to the sea, impossible to lock down.
The "Hand of Order" used multiple Awakened and various methods, but could only catch fake "Fathers" and ordinary puppets who weren't even fake "Fathers."
And today, suddenly, they saw the "Father's" corpse.
This corpse had even been arranged in a pose of confession, with a piece of white paper on its chest admitting guilt.
Vol and Theodore, who could be described as well-informed, doubted their eyes at this moment.
Was the real "Father" so easy to find, so easy to kill?
"Could it still be a fake 'Father'..." After several seconds, Vol whispered.
Theodore, without moving his eyes, turned his head and glanced at his colleague:
"The person who killed him wouldn't fail to confirm. Since they dared to write this, they must be very sure."
Vol admitted that Theodore made sense, but he was unwilling to say so, muttering:
"If I were Bouillon, the 'Shepherd' of the 'Anti-intellectualism Church,' I would immediately introduce another 'Father,' saying that the one who died now is a fake."
Theodore coldly replied:
"Haven't we collected the real 'Father's' fingerprints? A comparison will make it clear, won't it?"
Those were clues left by the real "Father" in the assassination of Elder Thors.
At the same time, there were some other biological materials.
As he spoke, Theodore strode towards the corpse that was leaning against the wall with its head slightly drooping.
Vol followed closely behind.
As they approached, they saw two more people lying at the alley's bend.
These two people resembled the corpse somewhat, with a piece of white paper also pasted on their chests.
On the white paper was the same sentence:
"We are accomplices under duress."
"Even the fake 'Father' was caught..." Vol muttered in astonishment.
Was the "Father" taken out in one fell swoop this time?
Theodore looked at the two puppets, then turned back to look at the corpse, unsure what to say for a moment.
He quickly thought of the "Anti-intellectualism Church's" recent activity, and the current tense situation in Initial City. He chuckled and said:
"The 'Father' seems to have offended someone or a force he shouldn't have."
Vol quietly stared at the corpse for a while, then slowly exhaled:
"Report it to Officer Derrien quickly, and let him find professionals to confirm it."
Derrien was the Order Officer of the Golden Apple District in Initial City, Theodore's immediate superior. However, due to the special nature of this district, he was at the same level as the city's law enforcement officers and only took orders from the "Hand of Order."
Similarly, if Theodore and Constance, the two assistant Order Officers, were transferred to another district, they could directly serve as Order Officers. And if they were willing to go to a large settlement on the border, they could become the highest-ranking officers in charge of order in a city.
Theodore did not refute, nodding his head:
"Hopefully, it's the real 'Father.'"
...
After disguising themselves, evacuating separately, and getting into a rented deep-red off-road vehicle in the distance, Long Yuehong asked incredulously:
"Was the 'Father' really killed?"
"When he saw he couldn't escape, he desperately sought death." Jiang Baimian didn't have any sense of respect for the dead, chuckling. "Did he think we would care about that? We wanted him dead!"
Shang Jianyao echoed:
"Once you join the 'Anti-intellectualism Church,' your IQ becomes a stranger."
Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief and raised a question he had been thinking about but was too embarrassed to ask:
"Leader, why did we have to use a fake fire to force out the real 'Father'? We could have found a way to blow up the water pipes here, or block the sewers of Alpha Building. That way, the real 'Father,' who suffers from chronic diarrhea, would definitely go downstairs to a public toilet. He can't hold it in, and he can't have a puppet go to the toilet for him."
This time, it was Bai Chen who explained, not Jiang Baimian:
"That would give the real 'Father' plenty of time to disguise himself. Although wearing sunglasses in broad daylight would be more suspicious, he has other ways to conceal more obvious features. Then, just based on unsteady footsteps, leaning forward, and staggering gait, we wouldn't be able to distinguish him well.
"Although there aren't many people like that, there won't be only one or two.
"Only by using a fake fire can we make the 'Father' feel urgency and not have time to do more things."
Water and fire are merciless. Delaying for a second might make it difficult to escape. Although the real "Father" believes that he has transcended the mortal world, he doesn't think he can withstand a fire. It can't be "hypnotized," and it can't have its memories altered, unless he has turned himself into a mechanical monk.
Clap clap clap, Shang Jianyao applauded for Bai Chen.
After the applause subsided, Bai Chen added:
"It's not that there are no other ways. I don't agree with blowing up the main water pipe.
"Water resources are very precious."
At this moment, Jiang Baimian and Shang Jianyao nodded at the same time.
They obviously thought so too.
"Which safe house are we going to next?" Long Yuehong raised a new question.
Shang Jianyao, while shaking the small bag containing this time's harvest, said decisively:
"Go send a telegram. I want to tell my good brother Xu Liyan to not worry about the real 'Father' anymore."
"Yeah, send one to Councilor Zhao as well, so he knows the follow-up and doesn't make mistakes when communicating with General Focas." When there's a choice, Jiang Baimian is always a good Ruins Hunter who sees things through to the end.
...
Wild Grass City, the City Lord's Mansion.
Xu Liyan had just woken up from his afternoon nap when he saw a confidant waiting outside the door.
"City Lord, a telegram." The confidant presented a piece of paper with both hands.
Xu Liyan took it and asked:
"Who sent it?"
The confidant glanced at the City Lord's face:
"That, that Zhang Qubing..."
Xu Liyan's forehead twitched. He quickly began to read the paper in his hand.
The content of the telegram was very short, only expressing one meaning: "Don't worry anymore, we have eliminated the real 'Father.'"
This... Xu Liyan was stunned.
He had always felt that avenging the real "Father" was a long-term, arduous goal, and how long had the Qian Bai Team been in Initial City before they completed this matter!
After a long while, Xu Liyan muttered to himself silently:
"It seems that within 'Pangu Biology,' they are also elites among elites, located at the upper layer of all combat teams..."
...
Wild Grass City, the Zhao Family Residence.
Zhao Zhengqi, who was worried about how to deal with the matter of his second son, saw his eldest son, Zhao Yide, walk in quickly.
"Dad, the telegram from those people!" he said urgently.
Zhao Zhengqi frowned:
"Didn't they say it ends here? Why are they still sending telegrams?"
He didn't want to make things too rigid.
Zhao Yide swallowed his saliva:
"They, they killed the real 'Father'!"
"What?" Zhao Zhengqi couldn't control his volume.
He hurriedly took the telegram from his eldest son's hand and read it back and forth several times.
He had experienced the terror of the real "Father" from the death of Elder Thors and the riot in Wild Grass City, and he couldn't muster the courage to completely break with the "Anti-intellectualism Church."
But now, just a few days later, the Qian Bai Team had found the publicly recognized difficult-to-find real "Father" and killed him.
Huff... Zhao Zhengqi exhaled and exclaimed:
"Their abilities are terrifying, and their background is not simple either."
They are not afraid of such a behemoth as the "Anti-intellectualism Church."
...
Inside the General's Mansion, Focas also received the intelligence submitted by his subordinates.
"The real 'Father' is dead?" The lion-like general couldn't hide his smile. "This rat who always likes to crawl into the sewers and hide in dark corners seems to have met his nemesis..."
In another place, a figure threw the cup in his hand out violently, smashing it to pieces on the ground.
...
"Huff, it's all sent." Jiang Baimian exhaled.
"We haven't reported to the company yet." Bai Chen reminded.
"That's right." Jiang Baimian nodded lightly, thinking about how to write this telegram.
After a few seconds, she curled the corners of her lips:
"It doesn't need to be so detailed, a simple one is better."
"Anyway, the company won't give us a reward for this." Shang Jianyao agreed.
Long Yuehong actually thought he made a lot of sense.
After discovering that Genaver was also nodding lightly, Long Yuehong breathed a sigh of relief.
Jiang Baimian quickly drafted the telegram to be sent to Pangu Biology.
It only had four words:
"'Father' killed."