coobybook Chapter 362: Dark Eyes (Part 8)
Chapter 362: Dark Eyes (Part 8)
Chapter 362: Dark Eyes (Part )
"Uncle Norton, Aunt Melody, what happened?" Conan was a little curious about how the Melody family had troubled these two people.
"I won't go into details about business matters. I'm worried about it right now." The prospector turned his head and looked like he was sulking.
"You're back. Are there any clues in the church?" the entomologist asked after calming down.
The prisoner shook his head. "There are indeed no clues in the church here, but..."
"But the 'Dark Eyes', this church, might be the real murderer of my teacher. I still haven't figured out their motives."
"Also, that church actually stole the teacher's body. I have a bad feeling..."
"Stealing corpses?"
"This... is really strange."
The explorer and the entomologist looked at each other, both showing an expression as if they had thought of something, and then lowered their heads to think about something.
At this moment, the novelist came out from the back room and asked, "Did you see the bottle of Prozac I opened this morning?"
"Prozac? I remember it's a drug for treating mental illness. Does Uncle Orpheus have any hidden illness?" Conan asked the explorer and entomologist sitting next to him.
The prospector leaned over and whispered, "Lovesickness, you know."
Conan immediately shut up and stopped asking questions. He certainly understood the cause of the novelist's illness.
[Composer: Hahahaha, I can’t help it, I’m dying of laughter.]
[Explorer: Happy.]
[Entomologist: To be honest, these pills are actually candies made by children.]
[Apostle: But the raw materials were mixed with the Manor Potion.]
[Crybaby: Robbie and Darren both helped out. We helped stir the syrup.]
[Little girl: But Uncle Pearson will still be responsible for cooling and shaping it.]
[Philanthropist: I made some extra ones without any medicine added, please have some, kids.]
[Native believers: Great!]
[Novelist: The potion mixed with sugar shouldn't taste too bad.]
The entomologist pointed to the medicine bottle on the coffee table and said, "You came down to get the scissors to open the package this morning. Did you forget to take the bottle away after you finished eating?"
"Oh, so it's here. I was wondering why it's gone now after I had eaten it this morning." The novelist said as he walked towards this side.
"Your memory has declined to such an extent. It seems that you should prepare to stop writing and enjoy your retirement." The explorer joked.
The novelist picked up the medicine and glared at the explorer: "Okay, when I get Alzheimer's, I'll eat yours and use yours. Let's see if you, a stingy old man, won't feel sorry for it."
"I suggest going with a one-stop funeral service and just cremating the body."
Veins bulged on the entomologist's face beneath his veil. "You two! Tell me something serious!"
The novelist and the explorer both shuddered, their bickering ending. The novelist looked at the prisoner and said, "From what we've seen so far, it seems the Dark Eyes intended to take Professor Lorenz's body from the beginning. However, despite causing an experimental accident in the laboratory at the first crime scene, they encountered a third party before they could remove the body."
"Let's assume this third party is the Melody family. The fire could have been set to prevent the members of the Dark Eye from escaping, or perhaps to destroy the integrity of Professor Lorenz's body."
Conan immediately shared the principle behind Oletus's miraculous "resurrection" technology: "If it was done by someone from Oletus' organization, then they should only need some of Professor Lorenz's body tissue and experimental data that can serve as a memory anchor, or something he cares about. Why are they so concerned about whether the body is damaged?"
"Perhaps the 'Dark Eye' must uphold their teachings? For example, the body must not be damaged, otherwise it will affect the advent of the gods." The archer was playing with the small teacup on the coffee table. "We, the Vulfu family, believe that only by fighting bloody battles and fighting to the end can our souls ascend to the Temple of Valahal."
The blind girl nodded. "Perhaps. After all, the church relies on its doctrines to unite its believers. This statement makes sense."
The prisoner grabbed his hair. "Damn it! After all this analysis, I only know the culprits are the 'Dark Eye' and the Melodi family. Why don't I just go to the Melodi family and fight them!"
Everyone held their foreheads together and said, "Are you so obsessed with the Melodi family's destruction so soon, Luca?"
"Then tell me what I can do now. I don't know how the teacher will be treated... It is said that people don't feel anything when they die. Oh, the poor teacher doesn't even know what he will suffer." The prisoner slumped in his seat.
[Hermit: Don't talk as if I'm dead.]
[Recorder: But Mr. Alva, you did die once and were resurrected by the Cat God.]
[Prisoner: Unfortunate experimental malfunction.]
[Apostle: Honestly, the Dark Eye feels like a sect that combines theology and science. Besides, I had a pretty good time after I joined.]
[Fisherwoman: Now you can punish those who spread rumors as you wish.]
[Apostle: I originally just had an eye disease. My pupils were damaged, causing my eyes to look different than normal. Those people fabricated that lie in order to seize the property left to me by my family.]
[Night Watchman: People like this should be made to feel what it means to speak ill of others. I will not let anyone who has hurt my mother go.]
[Jack: So Miss Ann had those people impaled on the cross. It was a divine punishment.]
The blind woman comforted the prisoner: "Luca, I think what you need most right now is rest. You haven't had a good rest in a long time. Mr. Charles told me that you haven't slept for more than three hours since Professor Lorenz's accident."
"Oh, if all the bits and pieces add up to eight hours, that'll be enough." The prisoner scratched his head. "Since the Oritis Organization has such technology, it means they're interested in the teacher."
"That makes sense. Since they failed to win Professor Lorenz over initially, they're now forcing him to join..." The entomologist lowered his head in thought. "Then, Luca, you're in danger now."
"what?"
Conan immediately understood what was going on: "Aunt Meili means that you, Brother Luca, are likely to be captured by the Oritis Organization and used as a hostage to threaten Professor Lorenz. After all, physics is a subject that requires precise calculations, and they are unlikely to use memory drugs to control Professor Lorenz."
"Considering the involvement of the 'Dark Eyes' and the Melody family, and the internal strife within the Oritis organization, it's reasonable to suspect this is a competition for talent within their organization..." the blind woman continued. "Remember the Azoth Library? Those directors would sometimes sneak back in and bring small gifts."
Conan looked shocked: "It can't be something dangerous."
"No, mostly alchemical materials. Sometimes they also send some poetry written in Braille. I always feel like I'm being treated as their reserve talent, so I asked Miss Brunhill to be my bodyguard. At least to prevent them from delivering things to my doorstep in the middle of the night. It's too scary."