Did the villainous professor survive today?

Chapter 104 I will attack in V-form

"Is it related to the Russell family?"

Kroenke asked again, "Are you sure?"

"This is just my personal speculation, and the probability is not high."

Explain your reasoning process in detail.

Kroenke immediately became serious.

Sebastian had previously told him that the Trafford family head's daughter had died in the fire.

This contradicts Enya's reasoning.

The Russell family couldn't possibly be insane enough to choose to assassinate the daughter of the other family head.

As the family that controls both the Knights of Faith and the Bureau of Law Enforcement, the Trafford family has always maintained a neutral stance in Parliament and has not made enemies with other families.

Of course, the underlying reason why they didn't become enemies was that other families couldn't defeat them.

Even the Russell family would never easily bear the wrath of the other party.

But if he could actually uncover something, the originally neutral Trafford family would not hesitate to join his side.

"Teacher, ten years ago, there were three major gangs in the Lower City: 'Soldiers,' 'Wolves,' and 'Our Business.' These three gangs checked and balanced each other, constantly vying for power."

"On the day of the fire, an absurdist play was being performed at the Moonlight Theatre on Pillar Street in the downtown business district. The Trafford family’s eldest son, Nicholas, and his sister, Anne, were planning to go to see the play."

"But an unexpected incident occurred. For some reason, a gang fight broke out on the outskirts of the usually safe Stone Pillar Street that day."

"The two sides in the conflict are soldiers" and "our cause".

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"In the chaos, Nicholas, the eldest son of the Trafford family, got separated from his sister."

"The rest of the story is simple: Anne died in gunfire, and the enraged Trafford patriarchs sent law enforcement to carry out a massive purge of the 'Soldiers' and 'Our Cause' gangs. They also burned down Stone Pillars, which was controlled by the Soldiers' gang, and forbade any repairs, as a demonstration."

Enya roughly reconstructed the cause and effect of that fire.

Kroenke nodded. "So what about the Russell family?"

"Based on all the information we have gathered so far, the Russell family has nothing to do with this matter."

"But after this fire, both the 'Soldiers' and 'Our Business' gangs suffered setbacks. Meanwhile, a new gang emerged, called the 'Prosperity Sphere,' the Russell family's black glove. With the Russell family's support, they grew stronger step by step and are now beginning to encroach on the territory of the 'Wolves' gang."

"Although there is no evidence, from the perspective of vested interests, the Russell family is the biggest beneficiary."

Kroenke nodded. "I understand."

However, even if we consider it this way, it doesn't make logical sense.

Because the risks are not equal.

First, whether the gang Russell supports can actually grow stronger is an uncertain factor.

If they were willing to take such a high risk to assassinate the Trafford family head's daughter just for this possibility, then Kroenke could only say they were incredibly audacious.

"There must be a deeper story behind this."

Kroenke made a judgment.

What exactly happened that day? If we could reconstruct it completely, we might find the answer.

"Teacher, after this incident, Nicholas Trafford gave up the opportunity to lead the Knights and the law enforcement agency, and instead chose to come to Anvil Prison, far from the city, to serve as the warden, and never participated in any family-related political affairs again."

"I know that."

Kroenke nodded.

Enya seemed to remember something: "Oh, right, it's worth mentioning that the current head of the Russell family, the younger brother of Thane, is competing with Anne for the position of Supreme Court Justice. After Anne's death, Thane successfully obtained the qualification to be a Supreme Court Justice candidate and was appointed as Supreme Court Justice two years ago."

"Um."

Kroenke nodded.

Even so, the risks are still not balanced.

There was a huge contradiction that night.

Why did two gangs that were originally at peace suddenly turn into a violent clash?

Perhaps the key to breaking the deadlock lies here.

"We need to find out from the parties involved what happened that night," Krenk murmured.

"Looking for Warden Nicholas?"

"No, it's definitely not possible to look for him."

Kroenke shook his head. He could tell from the man's appearance that the fact that the man had chosen to become a warden in a place far from the hustle and bustle meant that what happened that day had a great impact on him. "I need to find the only gang that survived the fire, the Wolves. Apart from Warden Nicholas, they are the gang that knows best what happened that day."

"Professor Krenk, the Wolf Gang are all from the lowest social classes. They don't have a very good attitude towards the nobles in the upper city. If you go there, you may encounter a lot of resistance."

"Who told you it was Kroenke who was going?"

"Huh?" Enya was taken aback.

"What Klenk Ludwig couldn't do, someone else can do."

A glint of light flashed in Krenk's eyes. "It's time to reclaim my old identity."

Downtown, Wolf Gang territory, Fishing Port Tavern.

The night sky was clear and bright, and under the moon, a pair of seagulls soared and tumbled, emitting a poignant song.

Krenk, wearing a mask and a black cloak, activated his aura.

Enya felt a chill run down her spine as she looked at Krenk wearing the white bone mask.

An invisible aura gathered around him, as if the gentle professor had vanished, leaving only a bloodthirsty and cruel killer.

"Enya, have you ever killed anyone?"

"No—no!"

Enya quickly shook her head.

If you've never killed anyone, why did you keep asking me if I wanted to kill someone when we first met?

Kroenke muttered to himself.

"Then you can wait outside, you don't need to come along."

Kroenke's right hand, gloved in black, gently stroked the folding knife, the blade reflecting his deep blue eyes.

After deciding to continue assuming the identity of "V", Kroenke commissioned a new bone mask and uniform based on his memories from a month ago, allowing him to impersonate "V" for any eventuality.

Sure enough, I used it today.

Kroenke tucked his folding knife into his waistband, walked out of the dark alley, and entered the brightly lit tavern directly opposite.

Yea.

The interior of the tavern was fairly clean, with greasy kerosene lamps hanging from the beams, emitting a bright light.

A drunkard was playing a game of stabbing his fingers with a knife at an oak table. The table was covered with knife marks, wine stains, and scattered bloodstains. A box next to him was full of gambling coins, and another group of drunkards were cheering him on, betting on when he would prick his own hand.

In the corner, a few drunkards huddled in the shadows, snoring loudly.

[Aura Radiating Outwards]

[Exquisite technique]

As Krenk enhanced the Aura Projection skill, an extremely cold aura emanated from inside the door, instantly suppressing the previously lively atmosphere in the tavern.

Like ripples spreading, everyone gradually realized that the source of all this came from the direction of the gate.

Everyone's gaze involuntarily turned to the entrance, looking at the stranger wearing the bone mask.

The bartender felt the chill creeping in and gritted his teeth as he wiped the table, casually saying, "Newcomers to the Fishing Port Tavern must state their names first."

Kroenke sat on the bench, and just one glance from him sent shivers down the bartender's spine.

Kroenke took the folding knife from his waist and pointed the blade at the bartender: "V".