Mystery: A Spark

“You and I have both seen Arthur’s previous schemes, but this one doesn’t feel like the work of the same person,” Leonard said, scratching his hair.

“That does seem to make some sense,” Pales said noncommittally.

At that moment, a small white figure suddenly appeared in front of him.

"Hello, Mr. Leonard, I'm here to freeload again." Arthas waved his little paws and greeted him.

"You little rascal, your master is injured, and you still have the nerve to come here to freeload?" Leonard said helplessly, then got up to prepare dog food for Arthas.

"Oh dear, it's precisely because my master is injured and unable to cook for me that I need to come out and find food," Arthas said.

"You're really carefree. Aren't you worried about what might happen to your master?" Leonard said, placing the dog food in front of Arthas. "By the way, why isn't that little black guy who came with you this time?"

"Oh, it? It went out to sea with its owner, Mr. Moretti," Arthas replied casually as he ate his dog food.

"Oh, I see. It was with its owner... Wait, what did you just say?" Leonard was about to sit down when he suddenly froze.

“Uh… I was referring to it and its owner, Mr. Moriarty…”

"That's not what you were talking about. Did you say Mr. Moretti?" Leonard leaned close to Arthas and stared intently at him as he asked.

“I, I didn’t. I was talking about Mr. Moriarty,” Arthas said, taking a step back as if he were frightened.

"You clearly said Moretti!" Leonard was quite agitated at this point, convinced he hadn't misheard.

"I didn't say that!" Arthas denied it outright.

"you said so!"

"I did not say!"

"You clearly said that!"

"I clearly didn't say that! You're framing me! I'm not playing with you anymore, I'm leaving!"

Arthas opened his mouth and swallowed the bowl and dog food whole, then turned and leaped away, disappearing instantly.

"Sigh!" Leonard was too late to stop it and could only watch helplessly as the little thing ran away.

"It just said Moretti, I can't have misheard... I can't have misheard..." Leonard muttered to himself, his emotions running high, as he paced back and forth aimlessly.

“But, perhaps it’s just a matter of sharing the same surname?” He suddenly stopped in his tracks.

“Think things through more often, Leonard. Do you think this little thing really made a slip of the tongue? Why do you think it would bring this up at this time?” Pales’s voice rang out at this moment.

"Is it...is it trying to bribe me with this information? To make sure I don't reveal the truth about this assassination?" Leonard said uncertainly.

Pales didn't say whether it was right or wrong, he just chuckled and said:

"It's easy to confirm this, just go back to Tingen, Leonard."

The living room was quiet for a while.

After a long silence, Leonard said:

"it is good."

Chapter 246 Q&A

Leonard sat there on the steam train, his face ashen.

At the same time, he was also tightly clutching a diary in his hand.

They gripped it tightly, their knuckles turning white from the force.

……

"The monster seems a bit scary, but my teammates from the Night Watch are here, so it's not scary."

......

"I wish I could fight alongside the Night Watchers forever. They're the best."

……

What Leonard is holding in his hand is the diary that Arthur gave him, which is said to be written by Klein.

The two sentences above are part of the contents of this diary.

When Leonard first received this diary and read its contents, he was overwhelmed with sadness and pain, and even broke down in tears on the steam train.

And it happened in front of many passengers.

But now, when Leonard takes out this diary again, he doesn't know what he feels.

The train arrived at the station, and Leonard walked off the platform with a somber expression.

He didn't go back to Blackthorn Security Company to visit Captain Dunn and his old teammates because he had only come back temporarily and didn't have a good excuse.

So if Leonard goes back under these circumstances, he's unsure if the captain will notice something's wrong and get involved in the whole thing.

This is not what Leonard wanted to see.

Because he didn't know what Klein's situation was.

Did they join the Night Watch with some ulterior motive from the beginning, and then fake their death to escape in some way?

Or perhaps Klein did indeed encounter an accident at the time, but only escaped with his life because of some bastard named "Arthur".

Looking back now, it seems somewhat suspicious that Arthur deliberately carried Klein's body out of the fire.

Since the truth of the matter was uncertain, and Leonard was unsure of Klein's true identity, he did not want his captain to be involved in the incident.

To paraphrase a certain bastard, the waters here are too deep; the captain can't handle it.

After leaving the steam train station, Leonard headed straight for Raphael's Cemetery with a gloomy expression.

His whereabouts went unnoticed by those around him, as if he were merely a phantom that did not exist.

When Leonard arrived at Rafael Cemetery, it was already evening, which made the cemetery somewhat dark and cold.

Leonard first went to the gravedigger and "borrowed" a shovel, then took the shovel to a tombstone.

He stared silently at the black and white photograph on the tombstone, remained silent for a while, and then suddenly picked up the shovel in his hand.

Excavate!

As the two mounds of earth gradually rose, the tomb was slowly revealed.

People occasionally pass by, but they are completely unaware of what is happening inside, as if what is happening here is just a dream.

Finally, Leonard abandoned the shovel, bent down, and reached out to grasp the edge of the coffin lid with both hands.

With a sudden burst of strength, he lifted the heavy wooden lid and discovered that the thick iron nails had fallen out at some point, and the dark coffin was completely empty.

Nothing at all!

Leonard stared at the empty coffin, his breathing becoming rapid, his hands clenching and unclenching repeatedly.

Suddenly, he reached into his pocket, pulled out the diary he had just taken out, and was about to tear it to shreds.

But then he suddenly stopped, staring at the diary in his hand, his chest heaving violently.

"Arthur!"

The voice was filled with deep resentment, as if it came from the deepest hell.

……

7 Downsend Street.

After being treated by Audrey and confirmed to be healthy, Arthur was taken home by the security team members.

Of course, not many people knew that he had recovered, so in the eyes of the outside world, he was still a person who was seriously injured because of the assassination attempt.

So, in order to make the performance convincing, several priests from the Harvest Church came over and prepared some medicine for him.

Arthur lay on the recliner with his eyes slightly closed. His fingers were interlaced on his abdomen, and he looked peaceful and serene.

Arthas suddenly appeared in the air and landed lightly on the low table next to Arthur.

It tilted its head and examined Arthur's chest, about to say something, when it heard Arthur speak.

"came back?"

"Hey~ you're back," Arthas replied.

"This was handled rather sloppily." Arthur's voice was flat, revealing no emotion.

"Huh? What's too rough?" Arthas didn't react for a moment.

“I’m telling you,” Arthur said calmly, opening his eyes and turning to look at Arthas, “this assassination attempt was handled terribly.”

Arthas was taken aback and was about to offer a rebuttal when he heard Arthur speak again in a calm tone.

"Lohman Fitz is not a good choice to do this. He does not have a firm will and strong mental qualities. After being forced step by step, he is very likely to break down."

"It is very dangerous to let such a person get a gun, because you can't be sure what he will do, especially when he is in a crowd."

"Besides, he was just a lobbyist who got paid to do things. Although he offended me last time, he didn't really deserve to die. Besides, he was the one who lost face that time."

"This is the first loophole in your plan."

Arthas was silent for a few seconds, then asked in a low voice:

"When did you find out?"

This is tantamount to admitting that it was behind the assassination attempt.

“I was a little unsure before, but now I’m sure,” Arthur said with a slight smile.

"You tricked me!?" Alsassin's eyes widened immediately.

"Steaming buns, aren't you going to use the steamer?" Arthur glanced at it.

"I'm convinced, I'm completely convinced," Arthas said reluctantly.

Arthur extended his hand to it, smiled, and said:

"Come, come into my arms."

Arthas hesitated for a moment, but still stepped into Arthur's palm.

Arthur placed it on his belly, stroking its fluffy little head as he continued:

"And the second flaw in your plan is that you shouldn't have deliberately weakened the gun's power. This would have made people realize something was wrong and thus notice the strangeness of the whole thing."