Witch, Fireball and Steam Evil God

Chapter 36 Be careful with water
A long letter came from the Gear City Branch.

In their letter, they spoke highly of the Ximu Town Base Station and praised them for their excellent completion of the commission.

But the important part of the second half of the page is that the Imperial Capital United Reserve Bank attaches great importance to this case, and has communicated and negotiated with people from the General Administration. It also implicitly pointed out that a senior executive of the Lofik Foundation attended the meeting. In view of the special nature of this cursed object, which contains some important data within the bank, it will be handed over to the people of the Imperial Capital United Reserve to solve.

Simply translated, the people from the Lofik Group want to protect Marshall, and the case ends here. Further investigation will make everyone lose face.

Marshall specifically emphasized to the two, "The account books have been handed over, and they should no longer be in Ximu Town."

Even if these two investigators from the detention center made a big fuss here, or even tried to use the detention center to pressure him, it would be of no avail.

Ivy understood.

Marshall reported the account book to the General Administration as soon as he got it. Even the top leaders of the Lofik Group were dispatched. This can only mean one thing - Rocksan is not an isolated case. They have established a complete industrial chain in the border villages and towns of the empire. In a sense, the residents of the town are no different from the ore.

They mine the ore, pick out the valuable ones, and then use a complete set of means to make their families burdened with huge debts. Perhaps even the mentors arranged for those children are carefully selected by the consortium.

The ledger is the key to unlocking the truth.

Ivy had no idea why it was cursed.

Did Roxan curse it out of pain and despair, or did he hope that this account book would be discovered by others at the end of his life?

But no matter what, it had already flown away before his eyes.

The appearance of the top management of the consortium meant that the matter was doomed to end here. The family could tolerate her fleeing the imperial capital and running to a marginal city like Ximu Town, and could tolerate her persistently sending letters to the royal family and the academy, publishing statements that the Winter Witch was still alive, but they would never allow her to fall out with the Lophik Consortium because of an irrelevant small town resident.

but……

Ivy looked at Ethan, who was standing at the door without saying a word.

Roxan is his friend and a good man. It is foreseeable that there will be many victims like Roxan in the future.

As Ethan's superior, she felt she should do something.

Her brain was working rapidly, and the golden hair on her head was swinging back and forth anxiously, with a tendency to overload and smoke.

"Ms. Qiangwei, since Mr. Marshall has said so, our work can be considered successfully completed."

Ethan behind him suddenly said, "The branch is also very satisfied with our work."

Hearing this, Marshall showed a winner's smile on his face, and became even more arrogant. "It's not a good thing to dig into things these days. Some things are in the past, so let them be in the past."

He stood up, took out a wine glass from the wine cabinet, and poured himself a glass of red wine in front of the two of them.

It's truly a day worth celebrating.

His laughter disorder was cured and the account books were properly handled. After all, this commission had nothing to do with the cursed object. He just asked a few people to treat his symptoms.

And that apartment, after some tidying up, it's time to sell it to someone else.

"You should learn from him."

Marshall held a glass of wine and wanted to personally escort the two to the stairs.

As a winner.

"Young man, I have high hopes for you. If you are reported for abusing blockers in the future and need to pay a huge amount of compensation, just come to me. I will tailor a loan plan for you."

Ethan smiled at him and reciprocated, "You too."

"I've never abused blockers!"

Marshall's hand trembled, and the red wine in the glass spilled onto the ground. Sure enough, this young man was more annoying than Ivy, but fortunately he would never have to deal with this kind of scum again.

He sipped the red wine carefully, watching the two people's backs as they walked away up the stairs. That's right, while the winner was savoring the taste of victory, the loser should leave in disgrace.

Ethan walked downstairs with his head down and heard contemptuous laughter coming from behind him.

But in fact, he had no interest in the account books left by Roxan from the beginning, and never thought about tracing the clues all the way. Whether this was Marshall's idea or he was just a puppet of the Lofik Group, he had no interest at all.

Ethan is more focused on what is in front of him, and what he wants to do is decided from the beginning.

For example, he noticed that Marshall's hand had just trembled and some red wine spilled onto the ground; he also noticed that the temperature had dropped sharply recently, with signs of winter approaching, and such weather would most likely cause a layer of ice to form on the surface of the liquid.

Given Marshall's obese body, if he accidentally stepped on empty air and rolled down the stairs, he would most likely be seriously injured or even die on the spot.

He walked down the last step.

Immediately, a cry of surprise was heard from the bank clerks above their heads. They looked in the direction of the sound and saw Marshall's fat body being thrown into the air, the victor's goblet smashed to pieces on the ground, and the red wine blossomed into a blood lotus on the ground.

Amid the exclamations, Marshall rolled all the way down. The smile on his face turned into fear. As he fell, his left hand stretched forward as if trying hard to grab something.

This was followed by the sound of bones breaking.

Ethan saw Marshall's broken neck. The big banker was now lying on the edge of the stairs in a twisted posture, with his face bent at a right angle facing them.

Water is indeed the most dangerous substance in the world.

Ethan and Marshall looked at each other until the latter's eyes lost the last bit of light. At the end of his life, Marshall opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something?
Do you want to ask for help?
Or are you not ready to leave yet?
None of this mattered, because at this moment Marshall had completely lost his ability to speak and couldn't utter a single syllable.

Even Ivy was stunned by this visually impactful scene, and she stood there in a daze, showing a rare expression of shock.

All the staff of the Imperial Federal Reserve seemed to be under a spell of immobilization. They all saw Marshall's broken neck and it was obvious that he was beyond saving.

But no matter how hard they racked their brains, they could not imagine that the bank president would die in such a strange way.

Is it...

Is this also a curse?

But for Ethan, such an ending is not surprising. When small coincidences are pieced together, they lead to an inevitable ending.

The big banker Mr. Marshall accidentally stepped on the red wine on the ground, slipped and rolled down the stairs, ending his life.

A heartbreaking accident.

Employees at the Imperial Federal Reserve were all witnesses to the accident.

And Ethan was the first person to rush to the rescue.

The cries from downstairs brought everyone back to reality, and they saw the young agent from the shelter running towards Marshall.

"Old horse, oh, old horse——!"

The heart-wrenching voices echoed in the halls of the Imperial Federal Reserve for a long time. On this day shrouded in misfortune, they witnessed the most sincere friendship.

The young asylum investigator seemed to have become the saddest person in the world.

The bank employees who came forward to help were all moved.

The relationship between this detention bureau investigator and the bank president must be very close.

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