Industrial Cthulhu, starting from the island lord

Chapter 92 Undercurrent (Fourth update, please subscribe first!)
Xiu Si returned to the manor very smoothly.

For some reason, he always felt vaguely uneasy.

The body of worker Hughes disappeared inexplicably, as if a huge rock was pressing on his chest. Who on earth could have replaced the body of the worker with another one under the nose of the Candlelight Society?

Wait, under the eyes of the Candlelight Society, Zeus suddenly frowned.

The body was full of pollution, and it took Zeus a long time to purify it. If Candlelight knew about this, he would understand why she would choose to bury him in this remote place.

But when the body was buried today, there was no ceremony at all. It was just buried simply.

There's something wrong with this.

Would Candlelight bury the body even though he knew there was contamination in it?
Is it because the church has a unique purification ability, or is it because
Did they know the box was empty?

Hughes took a breath.

The bad feeling was growing stronger.

"No, I have to ask Connor!"

The maid at the door peeked out, then trotted off to find Connor.

Connor has a lot of things to do these days, such as tomorrow's dinner. He is now in the living room directing the servants to make arrangements, and only came to the study after a while.

"Master, you called me?"

"Tell me about the Candlelight Society's burial ceremony. Yes, that's where the cultist is buried today."

Connor was a little surprised. "Today's burial ceremony? It seems there wasn't any ceremony at all. They just buried him directly. Their church doesn't have many staff, so our people helped throughout the whole process."

"I know all this. What I want to ask is, will Candlelight continue to bury cultists like this?"

This question is obviously beyond the scope.

Connor pondered this for a long time before shaking his head. "I haven't seen any other cultists buried. They don't seem to have been publicly buried. It's strange. Aren't cultists usually executed in secret? Why are they buried here?"

Xiusi's heart skipped a beat. It seemed that the Candlelight Society didn't have such a tradition. So what on earth did they want to do?
"Master, you are worried..."

Xiu Si hesitated for a moment, then spoke decisively, "I'll be frank. I checked the box, and there were no cultists there! It was empty!"

"You went to see it? Wait, wasn't it already buried? Wait, it's empty?!"

"Yes, I'm worried that someone has stolen the body. I don't know what they're going to do with it. Besides, it was only buried this afternoon, so it might be gone by evening. It's very likely."

"There's a good chance something's going to happen soon!" Connor couldn't sit still any longer and quickly walked towards the door. "I'll go notify Miss Beatrice!"

"Wait a moment."

Connor turned around in confusion, only to see Hughes sighing softly.

He did want to let Investigator Beatrice solve the problem, but if he thought about it carefully, there were many doubts.

First of all, does Beatrice, or the Candlelight Society, know about this?
"How difficult is it to steal a body right under our noses in just one afternoon?"

"The body was buried only a few meters away from Sister Chloe's room. It would be almost impossible to replace it without alerting her."

"It's more likely that the Candlelight Society already knew about this."

Connor opened his mouth, but ultimately remained silent.

Indeed, it is more likely that this was a play performed by the Candlelight Society and there were no corpses of cultists in the first place.

If Zeus went to find Beatrice at this moment, even if it was just a test, there was a great possibility that he would be exposed - they might be using this corpse to fish, waiting for Zeus to take the bait.

After all, both of them are members of the Candlelight Society, so it is very likely that they had communicated with each other in advance.

"And even if Miss Beatrice didn't know about this, how much of a role do you think she could play?"

They had both reviewed Beatrice's profile. She was a newly promoted Secret Keeper with no previous experience in dealing with supernatural matters, which was why Hughes had managed to keep her locked up with just a few tricks. Hughes had far more experience dealing with these kinds of troubles than she did—after all, contamination had already struck more than once.

"Do you have any more muskets? I mean, besides that one." Hughes nodded at the gun bag on Connor's waist.

"There are still some, but they are all spears."

"Get ready. If they are cultists, they might use it."

"Okay, Master."

"Also, we need to have more people on guard at the manor, and arrange for night watchmen. If the cultists want to cause trouble, this place may be in danger."

There were only a few valuable targets on the island. The residential area in the north had a large population, the manor was where he and the Candlelight Society investigators lived, and there was also the factory on the island. Hughes was not really that worried. The factory could be rebuilt if it was gone. Moreover, he was planning to replace the factory with a Type II machine and had originally planned to demolish and rebuild part of it.

Connor took the order and left, while Zeus opened the mind link.

"Everyone, prepare. Level III alert. Leave several teams on standby near the beaches and prepare to land."

"Activate two battlefield channels. If there are any abnormal situations, report them immediately!"

The Banshees raised their heads in surprise, looked at each other, and rushed to the hall to pick up their weapons.

Level III alert does not require a full mobilization. It is sufficient for most Banshees to be prepared. Except for a few landing teams, the remaining Banshees only carry weapons with them.

"Sister Ash, is there another pollution coming?"

Ash looked up, a hint of worry in his eyes.

“No, maybe it’s more troublesome than that.”

Hughes walked quickly around the room.

He originally wanted to let the Banshee directly control the entire island, but after thinking it over, he decided not to do it.

Once the banshees appear, they will almost certainly clash with Candlelight, and alerting them may cause the real cultists to escape.

It's better to wait and see.

Besides, he wasn't really helpless.

"Ash, you take over the command for now. I have something to do and will be back soon."

"good"

Ash's replies were always firm and reliable, and Zeus couldn't help but breathe a sigh of relief.

He sat down on the chair, then lowered his head, and his whole body gradually lost its spirit.

That's right, he planned to return to the palace and descend into the body of the worker Zeus to take a look.

No matter if the cultists are preparing to cause trouble or the Candlelight Society is fishing, the most important thing is always this corpse.

Although he knew the least about the whole incident, he was able to control the corpse.

No one knew he would come here, this was his biggest trump card for a comeback.

Zeus did not waste any time. He looked around the golden throne and found nothing unusual. He immediately turned to look at the worker Zeus.

The worker Xius slowly raised his head, his expression gradually brightened, and he revealed a slightly shy smile.

Everything went dark before my eyes, and Zeus had already arrived.

When he opened his eyes again, everything was brightly lit. Wait, shouldn't he be in the box?

Where is this?!
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(End of this chapter)