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[Bach] immediately glared at him angrily.

Luo Tianming didn't want to provoke him, so he raised his hand and explained, "Don't look at me, I don't know anything about these things. I only learned those inside stories from you."

"Hmph!" [Bach] crossed his arms. "That's precisely why you're so suspicious. I think you're an undercover agent from the Alliance who infiltrated our sect."

Luo Tianming: "Yes, yes, yes, long live the Alliance! Defend human freedom! May the Clown Saint Mother protect us..."

He rattled off the slogans of three organizations in one breath, making Bach feel like he was being mocked.

After saying that, Luo Tianming prepared to go out.

[Bach] stared at him nervously: "What are you doing?! Didn't we agree to wait here?"

Luo Tianming waved the letter in his hand: "Anyway, the missionaries have been gone for so long, either they didn't reach an agreement, or Mozart's health is too weak."

bach:"……"

"Why not take this opportunity to go and take a look at the so-called 'Industrial Plan 1.0'?"

Then, he strode up to Luo Tianming, turning back with displeasure and saying, "What are you standing there for? Hurry up and follow me..."

Upon arriving at the room where Beethoven was murdered, they discovered a notebook inside a cabinet that read "Industrial Plan 1.0".

The contents revealed how to use the Painted Skin Parasite to replace factory workers.

The project has passed the initial experimental stage. As long as the Painted Skin Symbiotes control a large number of Painted Skin Parasites that are not afraid of water pressure and lack of oxygen, they can replace divers in dangerous work outside the cabin, freeing up some labor, avoiding unnecessary material supply, and replacing a large number of ordinary workers.

To be honest, it was written in a very detailed and organized manner... it even included a feasibility report.

Bach's attitude towards this thing was even angrier than before.

His eyes widened, his two caterpillar-like eyebrows arched, and he kept muttering, "Impossible, impossible... This can't be that fatso's plan."

Luo Tianming could guess a little from his attitude: Bach probably also had his own plan, but it was far inferior to these people.

Everyone wanted to win Archbishop Yakov's favor, which is why they put in so much effort at this 'concert'.

But no one expected that this unexpected event would occur.

In addition...

Luo Tianming frowned as he looked at the missionaries who had not yet returned.

(His trip took way too long, could it be...)

Chapter 120 Strange

Luo Tianming summoned Bach, who was still clinging to the 'Industrial Plan 1.0', and said:

"...Don't you think the missionary's trip took a little too long?"

"..."

Bach's expression was somewhat unnatural, but not out of guilt; rather, it conveyed a more unexpected look.

"How long has it been?"

Luo Tianming: "Yeah, it's been a full four hours... I remember he lives on the second floor of the station. If it takes four hours to walk, he could probably walk around the entire station."

[Bach]: "Could something have gone wrong?"

Luo Tianming: "..."

Why did Bach's first reaction be that something had happened to them?

Shouldn't we assume that Mozart is unable to come due to health reasons at this time?

Wait a minute... Luo Tianming suddenly noticed a suspicious point that he had overlooked.

That is: When did Mozart start to feel unwell?

Looking back at the scene when the station received Mozart earlier, he was a small old man who walked with his head down and moved quickly.

Upon disembarking from the ship, there was no sign of fatigue from the journey; on the contrary, after arriving at the station, he was in a state of weakness.

It doesn't seem like he suddenly caught a cold... but he was indeed 'sick,' judging from his unsteady gait, which was definitely not normal.

Didn't Mozart himself realize this?

"..."

He may not have noticed anything unusual about his footsteps; he was just feeling unwell because his mental state was affected.

Did you not notice anything unusual about your body?

Luo Tianming seemed to have thought of something... He wanted to mention it, but his eyes suddenly caught sight of the missionary.

Bach approached him very solicitously: "Missionary, why did you come back alone?"

"Over there with Mozart..."

"..."

The missionary fell silent for a moment, then said in a hoarse, aged voice, "Yes, something happened to him... I went to look for Mozart after we parted ways."

"However, when I arrived at the room, I found that Mozart was not there at all. After asking around, I learned that he had never gone back in the first place."

"For the past few hours, I have been searching for Mozart... and then I found his body."

"!!"

Upon hearing this, Bach was once again greatly surprised!

However, Luo Tianming felt that the surprise on his face was a bit fake... Ever since he had witnessed the surprise on his face when he saw the accident involving Schubert, the surprise on his face now seemed to show no emotion other than his expression.

At the same time, there was another place he felt was 'abnormal'.

Luo Tianming couldn't help but look at the missionary with suspicion... Compared to before he left, he felt that this 'missionary' in front of him seemed a little off.

Throughout the entire process, the missionary referred to Mozart by his real name, Jeffrey, as if he were a familiar old friend.

But now he's suddenly calling out "Mozart"... This is after an old friend's death. Even if he's ruthless, he'd still be a little shaken.

"...?"

Luo Tianming's gaze quickly caught the missionary's attention, and he continued:

"The location of the body... never mind, you can come and see for yourselves."

"However, don't say anything out of line later. I've already covered up this news."

He looked at Luo Tianming:

"Captain Luo, please keep this news confidential... After all, the deaths of these three cult members are a heavy blow to the entire Painted Skin Cult."

Luo Tianming: "..."

Now they're calling him Captain Luo again... What was that all about just now?

He couldn't figure it out either, but he always felt that there was something strange about this missionary.

Moments later, the missionary led Luo Tianming and Bach to the location where he had found Mozart's body.

The 6th sludge storage tank... no, strictly speaking, this place shouldn't be called that.

The Vienna station had been abandoned for a long time and there was no sewage discharge at all... If there was any, it was only during this period that they restarted the station's toilet water supply system.

Therefore, strictly speaking, this place can be considered a 'septic tank'.

Inside the septic tank, several believers dressed in full hazmat suits were retrieving a body.

The corpse was none other than Mozart.

"..."

"..."

"..."

The three of them weren't unwilling to speak, but rather unable to utter a word.

Every minute and every second, hundreds of kilograms of filth are produced here, emitting a foul stench, as if they would be forced to swallow it the moment they opened their mouths.

Regardless, no one could forget his somewhat swollen and...indescribable face.

Having finally escaped this place, Luo Tianming took a deep breath of the cold air and trembled as he said, "This is the kind of death I would never want to experience, without exception."

[Bach] gagged, "Stop talking, nobody wants to be in a septic tank..."

Luo Tianming: "Please don't say that word! I beg you..."

The missionary said in a low voice, "That makes a third one, and it's quite consistent with how musicians have died in history..."

After a long silence, Bach slowly said, "It shouldn't have happened this way. I'm more inclined to believe he fell by accident..."

Luo Tianming also raised his own question: "Although Mozart was a fan of scatological humor in history, this Jeffrey is definitely not that kind of extreme artist... The only thing that makes sense is that someone asked him to come here... to discuss something, because this is the only place where he won't be discovered."

[Bach]: "You mean someone invited him to talk in a place like this?"

Luo Tianming did not explain...

Because he had just confirmed with Lucy that there were no listening nodes in each of the sludge pools, perhaps the Alliance also believed that no one would be willing to endure the stench and speak here.

"That leaves two 'musicians'."

The missionary's voice was somewhat chilling: "The first three musicians each died in ways related to their code names, so now only the two of you are left."

"Have you ever looked into the ways you died in your past?"

[Bach] shifted uncomfortably and said:

"The historical 'Bach' seems to have died peacefully at a young age and had no bad habits."

Luo Tianming: "Why don't you mention that he had 20 children, and that he died of a stroke?"

[Bach]: "He was 65 years old, which raised the average lifespan of musicians... Now tell me, how did [Robert Schumann] die?"

Luo Tianming: "...Uh, died in a mental hospital,"

[Bach]: "Hmph~ That's exactly how you'd die. Otherwise, we could just arrest you early and let you die in prison."

Luo Tianming: "Schumann died in his wife's arms, it wasn't that tragic!"

The missionary interrupted, "Regardless, it's just the two of you left. We absolutely cannot allow any more accidents to happen. I propose..."

Luo Tianming: "Wait a minute,"

He hesitated for a moment before making up his mind and telling the story.

"At this site, besides us, there is a third 'musician' who is still alive."

Chapter 121 [Liszt]

"Are you kidding me?"

Bach dismissed Luo Tianming's words with disdain, "You met with all the church's upper echelons who were present that day, and we only know that five people attended. How could you say there was one more person?"

Luo Tianming had no intention of arguing with him, but calmly said...

"Because the person I'm talking about arrived at the concert earlier than anyone else—he told me that his code name was [Liszt]."

[Bach]: "Liszt? The King of the Piano?"

Luo Tianming: "Yes... I only met him once, right after you left."

Bach, displaying obvious distrust, said, "Who can prove that what you said isn't fabricated?"

"I can only claim to have met Tchaikovsky if I've seen the 'musician' code name myself. Who can prove that?!"

"..."

Indeed, it is precisely because he was the only one who had seen this [Liszt] that the doubt arose.

Even when he later sought confirmation from Levi, Lucy, and others, they said they didn't hear anything and thought he was just talking to himself.

This means that [Liszt] is no ordinary person; he may even be at a higher level than Luo Tianming and the others.

Just when Luo Tianming thought he was at his wit's end, the missionary who had been silent all along suddenly offered him a helping hand.

“Now that you mention it, I think I have a clue…” the missionary said in a low, emotionless voice, “I didn’t even notice that it looked like him until you said the name [Liszt].

"!"

Luo Tianming immediately stared intently at the missionary: "He appeared in front of you?"

"Using the word 'appear' is not quite right..."

Even though he couldn't see the missionary's face beneath his robes, Luo Tianming could feel his intense gaze fixed on him.