Sherlock witnessed the entire process of Qiao's attack.

In fact, when Qiao entered the headquarters of the Royal Bank of Ice Sea Kingdom branch, Sherlock was in a luxurious suite on the third floor.

As the special royal advisor to the Ice Sea Kingdom, Sherlock possessed some special powers, which were enough to allow him to use some official resources of the Ice Sea Kingdom.

For example, on the third floor of the branch headquarters building, there is a luxurious suite, and the bankers can use resources to collect some information for him, etc.

Florence blocked Sherlock's intelligence channels within the Al organization, but as a senior swordsman, Sherlock naturally had his countermeasures.

Not only the branch of Royal Bank in Heidra Fort, but also some other institutions in the Kingdom of Ice Sea in Heidra Fort, such as the eyes and ears, spies who have been ambushed by the intelligence departments that have been hidden for many years, have been mobilized by Sherlock with his privileges.

When the first bullet cut through the sky above the branch headquarters and brought a large electric spark toward Joe, Sherlock was standing behind a floor-to-ceiling window, looking at Joe's back through the thin gauze curtain.

"Are you sure that Vault No. 007 belongs to Florence?" Behind Sherlock, seven strong men in tuxedoes, top hats and canes stood in a row.

While siping tea, he asked his confidant subordinates who had been urgently transferred these days.

A man stepped forward and was about to reply when a lightning flashed across the yard. With the harsh sound of breaking through the air, he saw Qiao's right hand suddenly protecting his back, and a ball of fire exploded in his palm.

Sherlock's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle tip.

"The three-type magic sniper rifle of the poisonous scorpion... Damn it, this is an antique excavated from the ancient ruins of Delun Glory Thirty-three in the Everglades area seventy-two years ago."

"If I remember correctly, this batch of three scorpions had a total of 363, all of which were all allocated to the organization's branches in the Delun Empire... and all of them were allocated to..."

Sherlock's face turned gloomy.

A faint blue smell appeared in his palm, dyeing the dark brown coffee in the cup into a magnificent blue.

Sword holder.

The Al organization's division in the Derren Empire naturally also had local sword-holding people.

The moment the bullet hit Joe's palm, Sherlock had already seen the full picture of the bullet with the help of a certain talented ability and judged the source of the bullet.

The one who took action was the sword-holder of the Eldren branch.

Also as a sword-holder, Sherlock knew the terror of the Sword-holder of the El organization... So he stood there without moving, without any intention of rescuing Qiao - if Qiao himself could not survive the interception of the Sword-holder, then Sherlock would definitely not have time to rescue him!

As Sherlock expected.

Three waves of snipers made Qiao in a mess. Six swordsmen who suddenly appeared beside him seriously injured Lan Jigong, and were then killed by Lan Mujin and Qiao on the spot.

"Boy... you have reached this point in your strength? But the information says that you have just taken the third-level potion!" Sherlock widened his eyes and looked at Qiao, who was standing on the side of the road with his shirtless bare face, staring at the sniper's body and shouting loudly.

"Go, have you felt it? Someone just used the Trinity Secret Formation to attack Qiao, but he broke away with violence."

Sherlock said in a deep voice: "Go to a group of people and put them on... I'm very curious. This sword-holder in the Deren branch... Haha, I've heard of his name for a long time and haven't seen him. I really want to make friends with him."

Sherlock tilted his head slightly and murmured softly: "Florence was caught, it seems to be a bit like throwing himself into the trap... So, what is this sword-holding man jumping out? Moreover, the methods are a bit too fierce... It's a bit illegal, illegal!"

I placed the coffee cup in my hand on the small table beside me. With the sound of "hissing", the coffee in the cup turned into wisps of dark blue mist and evaporated, and no drop of coffee remained in the cup.

Sherlock hugged his hands in front of his chest and said to himself thoughtfully: "Ayer's purpose is to escape the world... In the imperial capital of a top Medland power, using such violent means to assassinate a new marquis of the Deren Empire on the street? Such a thing is simply... I think I should react to the higher authorities."

"Of course, this requires evidence... brothers, I need evidence." Sherlock raised his right hand and snapped his fingers hard.

"Florence has threatened me... Now, it's time for me to give him a response." Sherlock smiled a little excitedly.

Half an hour later, Joe stood in Salian's office in Hydra Palace with the alloy box in his hand.

Viglar, who had just taken over the position of Deputy Minister of the Imperial Supervision Department, was wearing a black uniform that had not changed for thousands of years and a gloomy iceberg face, standing in the corner of the office in a lifeless manner.

In Viglar's hand, it was rare to hold a square-mouthed crystal wine glass.

In the wine glass, there was a little light rum, which was probably enough to wet the lips.

Compared to the wine that was not sticky when he was in Tulum Port, Viglar actually picked up the wine glass today!

Salian, who was sitting behind the desk and full of rum in his wine glass, raised his wine glass toward him the moment Joe entered the door.

Salian laughed loudly: "Viglar, toast to our majestic Marquis... Well, how about beating a noble princess in public?"

Salian's smile was mixed with strong malice.

Joe could feel that this malice was not directed at him, but was clearly directed at Elizabeth who was kicked by him.

That proud and rampant princess has offended Salian?

Qiao didn't say anything, and strode to Salian's desk, slapped the alloy document box in his hand heavily on the desk: "Your Highness, I'll apply for thirty new sixth-level six-eyed corrosive demon wolf potion."

Qiao shouted loudly: "The people around me are so weak. Just now, Lan Kikyo was almost stabbed to death with a sword on the street... I think, as their leader, I must be responsible for their lives."

Salian widened his eyes and looked at Joe bluntly: "No, no, no, no, no, no, no, what is our Marquis saying, Viglar, what is our marquis saying? Thirty six-eyed corrosive demon wolf potions?"

Shaking his head, Salian sighed: "Joe, do you know what conditions need to be met before the royal family can distribute a sixth-level potion to the outside?"

Qiao gently patted the official document box with his left hand, and he said in a deep voice: "But, Your Highness, do you know, what is in this box? He may surprise you or make you hysterical? Who knows!"

Salian's face became serious. He looked at the killing of Hellinger in Joe's hand, then looked at the official box that Joe placed on the table, and said in a deep voice: "Only those who are extremely loyal to the empire and have made great contributions can they get a sixth-level potion... You have thirty of them?"

"This is a list of people he has arranged, colluded and trained in the empire over the years." Joe pushed the document box towards Salian: "I don't know if this list is everything he has. My people are continuing to let him speak."

"However, I just briefly looked through it. There are more than two thousand names of people... and their rough resumes and a rough account of receiving benefits from Florence."

Salian stared at Qiao with wide eyes, without saying a word for a long time.

Viglar had already walked forward silently for a few steps. His eyes were glowing at the official box, and a faint blood flashed in his eyes.

"Salian, this will be a big case... I suddenly became very interested in this list." Viglar picked up the wine glass and poured a few drops of rum in one sip.

His face, which was as gray as granite, suddenly covered with a thick layer of red, as if it was covered with blood.

Joe looked at Viglar, who was gradually entering a state of excitement, and felt his heart thrust.

He remembered the wonderful past of this adult in Tulun Port... His hands were covered with the blood of all kinds of nobles and officials who violated the laws and regulations... This was a cold-faced butcher!

Salian shook a cold war. He looked back at Viglar and said coldly: "You, don't interfere first, let's see who is here... more than two thousand people? How is that possible? If it is true, then this matter is not something you and I can decide."

Salian also drank the wine in his glass. He stood up and grabbed the handle of the official box.

Qiao pressed the official box hard and stared at Salian with wide eyes: "You should go and see my loyal subordinate. In order to protect me and to protect this list, he was killed by more than a dozen swords and is still lying in the carriage."

Salian curled his lips, and he looked at the killing of Hellinger in Joe's hand again, and said in a deep voice: "If this list is valuable enough, then, I will immediately make the thirty sixth-level potions prepared by Lord Metiga and give it to you!"

Qiao nodded and let go of his left hand.

Salian pressed his hands on the official box, he hesitated for a moment, looked up at Joe: "Have you been tortured to Florence?"

Qiao looked at Salian innocently: "I haven't, don't talk nonsense... There must be evidence for such a thing."

Salian blinked: "You won't let anyone find evidence, do you?"

Joe shrugged his shoulders and lowered his voice: "If you don't want anyone to find evidence, then there will be no evidence... Can the magnificent Lanyin River not tolerate Florence?"

Viglar coughed heavily: "Two respectful gentlemen, please note that you are in front of an inspector..."

Salian turned around and glared at Viglar: "Shut up, Viglar, even if you become the Minister of Supervision in the future, you can't deny that many of my bastards were instigated by you... Joe, this is a hypocritical guy, ignore him, don't be afraid of him... Another day, I will tell you all the things he did back then."

Viglar shut his mouth.

He also came to his desk and stared at the official document box with bright eyes.

Salian breathed a sigh of relief and gently opened the box.

He picked up a thick list of books on it and turned on the first page.
Chapter completed!