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Now that Eleanor has solved the biggest problem and tracked down the location of the spell, and the other party is completely unaware,

Edgar's mission is then clear.

Throughout the mission, we must try to capture as many people as possible alive and uncover the person behind the scenes!

Edgar looked up, his gaze sweeping over Claire and Helen.

"Although we are carrying out law enforcement in this operation, the other party is very likely to resist."

"Once a conflict occurs, it must be dealt with swiftly and decisively, and public opinion must not be allowed to escalate!"

"I will lead the front line."

Edgar drew his sidearm from his waist; it was a standard Bureau of Investigation M-1923 pistol.

"Everyone is uniformly equipped with stun pulse grenades. In the event of a conflict, we will ensure accurate single-shot firing and try to avoid accidental casualties."

"I don't want the Bureau of Investigation to be besieged by reporters like a toilet after this mission, do you understand?"

"Understood," the agents replied in unison.

"action!"

……

During the day, St. Joseph's Cathedral looks as usual from the outside.

Some believers even prayed quietly at the door.

However, the area surrounding the church has been completely taken over by the investigation bureau.

As Edgar led his group into the church, clergymen immediately approached, frowning as they inquired about the situation.

What do you do?

The clergyman's voice was not loud, but it carried a clear displeasure.

"This is a sacred place protected by the Lord. If you want to cause trouble, please go somewhere else."

Inside the church, several worshippers who were praying also looked up.

His eyes were filled with wariness and hostility.

The air started to feel strange.

In the Norton Commonwealth, churches have always been outside the mainstream, forming their own system, and political influence is difficult to penetrate.

Edgar's act of leading his team into the church at this moment was like forcibly demolishing a family ancestral hall in a coastal province of a major Eastern country.

The pressure they faced was unimaginable.

Despite the pressure, she took a document from her inner pocket and unfolded it in front of the clergy.

"The Investigation Bureau is conducting a temporary law enforcement inspection of this premises in accordance with the law."

She handed the document to the other party.

"This is an authorization order."

The clergyman did not answer; his tone had clearly turned cold.

"This is St. Joseph's Cathedral, and we are a legitimate religious institution."

"Just because your organization is legal does not mean that there are no illegal activities within your organization."

Edgar's gaze passed over the other person and looked deeper into the church.

"Please cooperate with our investigation."

At the same time, several agents behind Edgar stepped forward, placed their hands on their chests, and put pressure on the clergy.

Please cooperate!

The clergy members' expressions were extremely unpleasant.

He was unwilling to back down, because the Lord was watching him.

But another, more mature clergyman stopped him.

"It's okay, let them investigate!"

The clergyman's expression was also unpleasant, but he clearly understood the gravity of the situation.

God won't take a bullet for you.

"If they can't find anything out, we won't let this go."

Fortunately.

Edgar was very satisfied with the other party's sensible and understanding nature.

There was no conflict at the beginning.

There are still ordinary people present; if bloodshed occurs, it will be very difficult to handle.

It seems that these peripheral clergy members are unaware of what kind of shady dealings are taking place inside their church.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have compromised so easily.

Edgar presented the search warrant to the clergy.

Then he waved to the agents behind him: "Follow me!"

The originally scattered believers began to unconsciously gather on both sides.

His gaze was fixed intently on the group from the Investigation Bureau.

Under the watchful eyes of the group, the agents walked into the church.

Chapter 43: The St. Joseph Explosion!

Edgar left five agents behind to take control of the church hall.

Then he led the others to search along the side corridor.

Along the way, clergy members kept coming up to ask questions, but before they could even speak, they were subdued by other agents.

This behavior is extremely bold.

Controlling clergy without a plausible justification will likely result in a massive backlash from public opinion.

Even clergy from different religions would unite.

Therefore, Edgar's search must yield tangible results.

At that moment, the communicator on my waist beeped.

Edgar answered the phone, and Claire's voice came through.

"We found the entrance to the basement."

She said, "It was indeed very covert, but fortunately we were directly tracking the caster."

"Good job, I'll be right there!"

……

When Edgar arrived at the entrance to the basement, he was also amazed by the group's creativity.

This is a single-person toilet.

The interior is exquisitely decorated, clearly belonging to a high-ranking person within the church.

Ordinary people are not qualified to enter, which makes it easier to hide.

Several people dressed in priestly robes lay there, and Claire sat on them, waiting.

It looked like a murder scene.

"You fired the gun?"

Edgar frowned and checked the people first. Fortunately, they had only lost the ability to move and were still breathing.

"It's open."

Claire shrugged and said, "They were quite cooperative at first, but when I walked straight toward this toilet and touched the wall, they suddenly became aggressive."

"Director, I acted in self-defense. You must make that clear in your report later."

Edgar nodded, glancing at the group of people on the ground with a hint of pity.

To launch an attack on Claire?

She was being a bit too arrogant; Claire had transferred from the military to the Bureau of Investigation.

The national shooting champion, as long as he has a gun, he'll take these people one by one.

Edgar ignored the people and began inspecting the toilet walls.

With just a slight touch, she discovered that there was indeed a problem.

The toilet wall can be pushed open, and behind it is a door.

The door was locked.

Edgar tentatively reached out his hand.

Nourish

A sharp pain instantly shot from my fingertips throughout my entire body.

"As expected, there are restrictive measures in place."

Edgar was not surprised and reached out his hand behind him.

The subordinate agents immediately handed over the EtherBeat Gun.

"Click".

A tiny blue arc of electricity flashed by.

The lock cylinder's internal structure melted instantly, and the door was easily pushed open; the original magical restriction had no effect whatsoever.