Chapter 462: The real murderer (part 2)

"You mean, the doctor Joachim seems to be asking Harutman to do something. After Harutman clearly disagrees, he saw the doctor looking at him with almost intimidating eyes, and then he Lutman quickly became angry and left in a hurry?" Heliga narrowed his eyes. "Are you sure?"
"Um... of course, of course! Because of this, the speaker and I couldn't say what I wanted to talk about. In the end, we had to make our own decisions and inform the speaker afterwards!" Marconi nodded desperately. "This is the only meeting between the doctor and the speaker I know..."
"It seems that Harutman really has any handle in it?" Heliga thought. As a figure in the political circle of Closberg, how could he get involved with cult organizations? Heliga still remembers what Guy told him about Harutman's files-before becoming a high-powered corrupt official, Harutman had always received the most orthodox imperial political education. After graduating from Ereponia Imperial College of Political Science, he has been playing in the officialdom of Crossbel until today. He has no strange black history and can connect him with a cult organization that worships demons and denies goddesses. Linked together, "Marconi...Although this question may be a bit strange, I still want to ask you-in the time you have known Harutman for so long, you know what strange behavior he has, Or shameful hobby?"
"Well... if it is a strange behavior compared with ordinary people, it is actually not much... Although the speaker is privately... he is like that, but in terms of superficial skills and personal image, he has always been very careful. Of...but..."
"But?" Heliga heard Marconi hesitating to tell the story.
"But..." Marconi gritted his teeth, thinking of his current situation, and kept doing it. "But a few times...When we were in a confrontation with a competitor from outside Clos Bell, I used to confront him. Mentioned--that time one or two female investigators from other autonomous prefectures were caught..." At this point, Marconi gave Heliga a timid look, and saw that the latter had no particular reaction. Then I continued: "At that time, I didn't know the speaker's temperament, so I jokingly told him, give him the two prisoners...what will happen."
"What then?" This matter involves the transaction of population, which is regarded as an important area for the church, police department and guerrillas to focus on. It is no wonder Marconi was timid. "He accepted this gift?"
"No... the speaker seems to have no particular interest in the two female investigators. On the contrary, he educates me seriously and pays less attention to the things on the brains of these worms... I was still very scared at the time, thinking that the speaker was actually in this respect. A clean body, this thing offends him—"
"I thought?" Heliga smelled the subtext in Marconi's words. "In other words, doesn't he have a two-armed attitude toward these things?"
"Yes...Yes." Marconi said, "After contacting, I thought it was just to do what I wanted... I asked someone to inquire about a lot of information about the speaker and found that he was very dissatisfied with us that time. Maybe it’s not because he doesn’t like these things, or because he’s afraid of danger...but we don’t have his appetite."
"His appetite?" Heliga's heart trembled, and a slightly disgusting thought formed in her mind.
"Yeah... the speaker... he seems to be more in love with... um..." Marconi became more timid, but this timidity seemed extremely annoying to Heliga now. He glared at Marconi, who hurriedly said: "He is more fond of petite underage girls...probably so, because none of us have seen him..."
"Where's the evidence?" Heliga clasped his hands tightly, if the truth is like this—
"The speaker secretly established a foundation to help poor children in Clos Bell and the surrounding area complete their studies-for those students who are obviously gifted in various aspects after their Sunday school education. But in fact, ours According to intelligence sources, those students of all kinds who are actually funded by the Speaker... are all young girls..."
"..." Heliga didn't speak, but the terrifying killing intent emanating from him was not irritating in the huge space. Marconi realized this and closed his mouth with interest.
well.
Is the truth of the matter like this?
Harutman, who appears to be personable on the surface, is actually a pervert with a bizarre sexuality behind his back?
In this case, although it is difficult to accept, it makes sense.
Harutman has once been to a place like "Paradise", under the name of the Order, but also provides some "extra services" to earn activity funds, and at the same time puts on a stronghold that is open to the outside world—perhaps "Paradise" "itself.
As a result, he was grasped by the man named Joachim-and had to be the latter's puppet. On the surface, he is a politician who covers the sky with one hand, but in the dark, the gloom and sordidness of his heart is firmly pinched in his hands.
"...Can you prove that these things are true and provide relevant evidence?" It took a long time for Heliga to say such a sentence.
"When... Of course..." After experiencing that, Marconi's words became cautious again, but the hope in his eyes is still there, "If you can let me out, I..."
"You leave these words to the police investigators who will come here later." Heliga said softly, "If you think you can impress the ordinary people of Crossbel who have been living in your shadow all the time. ...You can also try to use these rhetoric with them and see if they are willing to forgive you."
After speaking, Heliga didn't look back, ignoring Marconi's wailing, and turned to leave.

"Heliga?" Michelle, the receptionist of the association who answered the communicator, repeated the name with some surprise, and successfully attracted the crowd at the long table beside him.
Just now, the guerrillas and the police department passed an unofficial cooperation agreement to jointly clean up the remnants of the "D.G Order" and solve a series of problems that followed. Just now everyone was finalizing the details under the leadership of Arios and Guy, and when they suddenly heard such an unexpected name, everyone's attention was attracted.
"What did the kid say?" Guy jumped up impatiently, "I couldn't reach him before..."
"He... the communication has been cut off." Michele hung up the communicator somewhat dumbfoundedly. "He said that the missing group of citizens who took the "True Knowledge" had been lost to the remains of the ancient battlefield in the west of Almorika Village Li found and rescued them, and now they are all placed in Almorica village waiting for rescue... Then, he also said,'Let the elite of the police department and the main force of the guerrillas come to St. Urlas Hospital'... and then hang up. Communication... seems to be... very anxious. and……"
"and?"
"And it sounds... his voice... very angry."