The villain queen eavesdropped on my inner thoughts and won't let me lie down?

Roger replied: "Insufficient conditions, unable to judge, but we only need to determine which god the mastermind behind the scenes believes in."

The Empress asked: "Then hurry up and determine it, what are you doing at the sanatorium?"

Roger replied: "Of course, to ask for further investigation, what else?"

The Empress was suddenly suffocated by this "what else".

What else...

Otherwise, she would think that you are distracted during work hours, secretly meeting with some colonel lover!

She was inexplicably irritable.

She really had no reason to over-interfere or over-inquire about her subjects' private affairs.

The Empress suddenly became unhappy.

Leaving a sentence "Busy. Report back with progress", ended the conversation.

However, she couldn't figure out why she was unhappy.

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A certain sanatorium.

Roger didn't think much about whether the Empress's "busy" had a sulking meaning behind it.

In his opinion, there would be a problem if the monarch of a country wasn't busy, right?

It's impossible for her to be like an overbearing president or an evil charming prince, who is free every day to pester people to fall in love, right?

The Empress is very hardcore, and she won't be the kind of love brain who only shouts "Three two one, start the team".

He and his subordinates split up to inquire about information from the surviving officers.

Walking through the wards, he suddenly stopped outside a ward.

The nameplate read "Little Joey Barton". According to the information, she had no intersection with the target of this investigation and was not within the scope of evidence collection.

But some fragments of last night appeared in front of him, and Roger sighed softly.

He knocked on the door of the ward.

Chapter 51 Mutual Lock-on, Round Two!

Roger was thinking at this time:

The city defense army's staff are very capable. I'll take a few minutes to visit an injured friend. It won't affect the investigation, right?

I'm just working for Her Majesty, not selling my life to her. As long as it doesn't delay the investigation, who can chop me up for wasting a few minutes?

Someone in the ward responded "Come in", and Roger opened the door.

On the clean white sickbed, Little Joey was reading the "Queen'sVientiane Report".

After the Eternal Night Empress drove out the divine power erosion, the healing technique could restore those external injuries.

Leaving the officers here in the sanatorium is for observation and recuperation, and also a kind of surveillance, in case there are still disguised believers among them.

Little Joey read the newspaper and learned that more than one attack occurred in the City of Mysteries last night.

It turned out that not only did she lose her comrades in the explosion, but countless big shots and ordinary people lost their loved ones in the explosion...

She is a very pure soldier, not good at intrigue and overall analysis.

Seeing the flames of war burning to the core of the empire, she felt very ashamed.

"When I find the real culprit, I will personally go to the front line to avenge them!" She clenched her fists.

"Won't let you wait too long."

A clear voice sounded from the door.

Roger, wearing the straight uniform of the chief of the City Defense Garrison, with shining medals, appeared in Little Joey's sight.

A handsome person, now with the aura of a high-ranking official, is simply radiant.

"Lord Dio, you are okay?" Little Joey didn't even bother to put on her shoes, and rushed towards him barefoot from the bed.

But one step in front of Roger, she suddenly stopped.

Although they had experienced deadly danger together, this was not her comrade.

It's not ladylike to hug when meeting, right? Will she be disliked?

Roger noticed her embarrassment, and sighed in his heart, looking at the bravery on the girl's face that was about to be extinguished.

He opened his arms and hugged her.

"Thank you for saving me yesterday."

"I, I should do it!"

Little Joey felt her face was so hot that she could fry eggs directly.

So happy!

Even if Lord Roger's hug is a matter of courtesy, it can be regarded as a phased victory!

Roger patted her on the back, let go of her, and asked her to lie back on the bed to rest and speak slowly.

He asked about her physical condition, asked about her feelings here, and she asked him what he was doing now...

Suddenly there was no topic.

The two people had limited understanding of each other, and there was no interaction in their past lives. It was difficult to find a topic for awkward chat.

Fully illustrates that there is no reason to covet the body...

Roger said goodbye.

"Is your Lordship pursuing the real culprit of the Blood Night inOtto? I also want to follow you!" Little Joey was a little reluctant to let go.

"Didn't you just say you were going to the front line to kill the enemy? The City Defense Army doesn't have this opportunity."

Her face turned red again.

She scolded herself in her heart, Little Joey, you really follow your face with your three views, you can't be like this!

But the words came to her lips, but turned into: "I... I just want to follow your Lordship!"

Roger pondered for a while and tentatively asked: "If you really want to follow me, don't come to the City Defense Army. Go to Charles's mansion and apply for a guard leader?"

Dio's identity should "sacrifice for the country" soon. If he wants to return to being a playboy, having a beautiful guard lady is also a good match, right?

"Okay, okay, thank you, Lord, for taking me in!"

Little Joey nodded directly in agreement.

Roger asked in confusion for a long time: "You are so straightforward, aren't you afraid that I will sell you?"

Little Joey replied confidently: "Since you want to follow, you must believe in your Lordship's character!"

He was a little defeated and waved his hand to leave the ward.

Maybe this is the so-called fate?

If you look at it from God's perspective, Roger's arrangement happens to avoid the Empress's blockade of Little Joey...

This is really a big enough fate.

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The background investigation of the officers who participated in the suicide attack ended quickly.

After retrieving their action memos from the military, Roger successfully identified the mastermind behind the Blood Night inOtto.

The Church of the Goddess of War.

The lieutenant colonel who stabbed his comrades, and the officer who blew himself up at the celebration banquet, had all asked the Church of the Goddess of War for supplies.

And most of them mentioned a war high priest called "Joestar" in their action memos.

The high priest is at least the person in charge of a parish, starting from a magic mentor and possibly reaching the strength of a legendary pastor.

Has enough strength to complete last night's layout.

"Your Lordship, are you sure about the real culprit like this?"

A city defense army colonel took notes frantically, while expressing disbelief.

He doesn't know what logical reasoning is, and he doesn't know what it means to eliminate all impossibilities, and what remains must be the truth.

I just feel that it is a bit rough to announce the case without magical verification.

Roger asked back: "Then you arrange a prophecy spell to verify it?"

"This subordinate can't do it!"

The colonel's expression suddenly stiffened.

We are also desperate for the shielding directly made by the gods.

"So if you don't have a better way, you can only use my judgment as the standard now. Start the second phase of the operation, lure the believers of the Church of the Goddess of War, try to catch one alive, and directly read the memory to verify it."

Roger felt confident and immediately led the team back to the City Defense Army headquarters to arrange follow-up actions.

We, the lazy people, can complete the task earlier and be lazy earlier!

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City of Mysteries, City Defense Army Headquarters.

Roger met an unexpected visitor.

Angelina Charles, his beautiful and kind sister.

"Dio, the Charles family owes you a favor." Angelina saluted him, "If there is anything you need my help with, please feel free to ask."

"Sister, cough, Right Chancellor, you are too polite. I just think this task can be done with a hand. Not accepting it is just being a paratrooper. I didn't actually consider your brother's factor."

Roger maintained his madman persona.

I save myself, and then my sister owes me a favor...

What kind of muddled account is this?

Angelina covered her mouth and chuckled: "Dio is as confident as ever. Don't be so polite, just call me Angelina."

Roger blinked his eyes and vaguely remembered that this seemed to be the second time she had made such a request, right?

Obviously, everyone else in the cabinet avoids me, but my sister still shows an attitude of actively making friends?

Just because of the connection between Dio and Roger, she loves the house and crows?

Oh, my Roger is really popular~

Roger didn't think much about it. Anyway, Dio's identity will be retiring soon, so whatever.

So he spoke much more casually: "Angelina, if you want to help, then I will directly make a request."

"As long as it is within my responsibilities." Angelina smiled.

She very much hopes that excellent and brave ministers like Dio can become friends and work together for the empire.

Roger cleared his throat: "Then I'll trouble you to find fifty boars with good stamina and send them to the City Defense Army headquarters!"

Angelina's face almost collapsed: "What, what is this for?"

She is responsible for the national material allocation, and this request is of course easy to complete.

It's just that Dio is clearly searching for church believers and investigating the real culprit of the Blood Night inOtto. What kind of magical operation is it to suddenly turn to boar breeding?

Roger showed a smug smile: "The gods confuse people with faith, and people are also trapped in faith. Imagine if some ignorant livestock make blasphemous actions against the Goddess of War in the street... Do you think that war high priest Joestar, who has dedicated his heart to the goddess and came toOtto to carry out a must-die mission, can continue to hide?"

Angelina thought about the picture and shook her head quickly.

I was disgusted, this taste is too strong!

Yysy, passers-by can't stand it, it is estimated that true believers will directly explode when they see it, right?