NOVPUBChapter 937: 449 Madeleine_2 Chapter 937: 449 Madeleine_2 Perhaps there’s something unknown at play here.
The descriptions in folk history are too exaggerated, even ghost stories have been concocted, so there’s hardly an objective analysis of Princess Madeleine to be found.
There’s no useful information to be gleaned from it.
It occurred to Vincent Linggo that the original inhabitants at the base of the mountain might have some clues.
It was getting late, and Vincent Linggo prepared to bring the corpse to the Archeology Research Institute.
He planned to apply to the higher-ups for a team to start an archaeological study on this mummy.
It was of great significance to supplement that fragmentary history.
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He had a premonition that this would be a groundbreaking endeavor that would shock the world.
Experts on the other two secret room mechanisms were working on cracking them.
Madon Linggo sent someone to accompany Vincent Linggo as he left.
On the way out, Vincent Linggo ran into an in-a-hurry Gideon Moore.
He didn’t get any useful information from Gideon, who was busy managing the vast mansion, so Vincent Linggo let his escort go ahead.
“This case is quite difficult to investigate…” Vincent Linggo sighed.
Madon Linggo knitted his eyebrows: “This is the first time I’ve handled a case like this, quite challenging.”
The two men shared a smile.
“Speaking of Ms.
Rinto, she’s rather impressive.
Her maturity and calmness far exceed her age.
It’s hard to believe she’s only sixteen.” Vincent Linggo commented in awe.
“Young heroes emerge, kids these days mature quite early.” Madon Linggo responded.
“Detective Ling, there’s no need to see me off.
See you again soon.”
Vincent Linggo got into the car, waved his hand, and the car sped off, leaving a cloud of dust.
Madon Linggo stood in the parking lot, the night spreading out like thick fog, silence reigned all around.
“Detective Ling.” Connie approached him: “Ms.
Rinto has been alone in her bedroom for quite a while.
Just now, Silvia Hayes sneakily went in after diverting Ms.
Rinto’s bodyguard.
Until now, there’s been no sound.
What do you think!?”
Ever since the incident in the secret room, Madon Linggo had her keep a close watch on Aubree Groove’s every move.
She feared something could go wrong between the two and instinctively voiced her concerns to Madon Linggo.
“Silvia Hayes?”
“Guele Rinto’s daughter.”
From her standpoint and past behaviors, this Silvia Hayes was extremely hostile towards Aubree Groove.
Just by the fact that she sneakily slipped into Aubree Groove’s room, one could tell that her quality wasn’t what a normal person should possess.
“Let’s go have a look.”
The two-story building seemed particularly serene in the darkness.
The red lanterns hanging under the eaves swayed gently in the night, giving a dreamlike feel.
Using the old method, Madon Linggo distracted the bodyguard, while Connie went upstairs to check.
After all, it wasn’t proper for him, a grown man, to barge into a young girl’s room.
Connie reached the second floor as planned and found the door ajar.
She scanned her surroundings cautiously, after taking a round look inside the room and gently touching the handgun at her waist, she carefully stepped inside.
A gust of wind blew from somewhere, and with a “clap” the door behind her suddenly shut.
Connie’s heart skipped a beat instinctively.
For some reason, she felt a little nervous.
This was an instinctual intuition.
She had sensed danger.
When she walked further in and saw the scene inside, her pupils dilated.
Aubree Groove was sitting on the bed, her hands clasped together, her face donning a serene smile as though she was a meditating monk.
Silvia Hayes was lying in front of the bed, a dagger had fallen from her hand, and she was deep in unconsciousness.
Compared to Aubree Groove’s calmness, Silvia seemed as though she was in a nightmare, shaking her head unconsciously, mumbling something in her sleep.
When Connie leaned closer, she was stunned to hear Silvia cursing.
Suddenly, Connie felt dizzy and couldn’t help but support herself against the nearby wall.
She shook her head.
The scene in front of her was spinning around.
Just when she was about to hit the ground, a hand stretched out, steadying her by the waist and quickly pulling her out of the bedroom.
Breathing in fresh air, Connie took deep breaths, the chilly wind blowing on her bringing her back to her senses.
Looking at the magnified handsome face in front of her, Connie said in surprise, “Detective Ling…how could I…?”
Madon Linggo took a glance at the room and his gaze gravitated to the dressing table where a wisp of green smoke was slowly rising.
“The incense burnt in the room has hallucingenic effects, people with weak minds can easily fall under its influence.”
Connie was even more shocked, “What is Ms.
Rinto trying to do?”
Madon Linggo shook his head, his eyes deep and unfathomable.
This girl had too many strange traits.
“Detective Ling, my apologies,” came the ethereal and melodious voice of a young girl from within the room.
It was as if her voice cleansed the soul like a Buddhist chant.
Madon Linggo’s pupils constricted, he subconsciously straightened up.
