Super Soldier in the City

The first suspect is Babua. The things he did are very suspicious, but sometimes when the suspicion is too great, it might actually turn out that he isn’t the one... The Saint decided to tell Li Yifei about this.

Li Yifei was preparing to go out when he received the message, looked at the ’code’ sent by the Saint on his phone. After translating it, Li Yifei couldn’t help but frown. According to usual logic, this is the time to suspect Babua, but...

"Is there an autopsy report? The specific time of death, we need that..." Li Yifei said.

"I forgot to ask!" the Saint replied.

"Idiot, remember to ask. Even if we don’t know the exact time of death, we can at least know the approximate time. We can use the time of death to judge Babua’s suspicion!"

"Should I... go find Oisi now?" The Saint felt like her intelligence had suddenly short-circuited. After all, she wasn’t like this originally. Now that she had someone to rely on, she wanted to ask Li Yifei about everything.

Realizing this, the Saint didn’t intend to change immediately. Sometimes, having a feeling of reliance is quite nice.

"Don’t you have his phone number..." Li Yifei replied with mixed emotions!

"No, but I can find it out. I’ll check it now!"

"Okay, also, this is just a judgment. It doesn’t mean Babua is completely innocent. Hypothetically, I’m just saying hypothetically, even if Babua is not the mastermind behind the scenes, he is still responsible for training such a disciple!"

"I understand, I’ll go ask now. By the way, have you eaten?"

"I’m eating now, three huge burgers and a bucket of wings. They’re delicious!" Li Yifei replied.

"That’s too greasy!" the Saint couldn’t help but say.

"I don’t eat like this often, even once a year. Okay, you go handle your business!" Li Yifei said.

The Saint put away the phone, which she carried closely, never leaving it out of sight. She called for a maid to find Oisi’s phone number. After finding it, she dialed the number and after confirming Oisi’s side was safe, she asked the question.

Oisi was taken aback for a moment, then said, "The specific time of death should be after sunset, but it was by the riverside, with street lights on both sides, so the body was discovered!"

"Alright." The Saint hung up the phone, closed her eyes to piece things together. She returned to the headquarters of the Holy War Organization in the afternoon, where all the Elders were present, and Babua challenged her at this time...

If Babua did it, then he would be very surprised to see the Saint return, maybe even panic. In fact, his reaction at the time was... alright, as the Saint recalled, she didn’t feel there were any major mistakes. Then he suddenly challenged her, forcing the Saint to step aside, and only then did she reveal the matter on the island. Babua at that time...

At this time, it was roughly the afternoon, at least about four hours from Owen’s murder. During that time, Babua was under guard, supposedly unable to contact the outside world, but... was he really watched that closely?

And Owen left in the morning, even before the Saint returned, half a day earlier. At that time, the Saint’s yacht had probably just docked or hadn’t docked yet...

Thinking of this, the Saint couldn’t help but have a cold look in her eyes. If this is true, Li Yifei might be exposed. For the other party might already have arranged people to monitor her boat, then...

"That shouldn’t be!" Li Yifei shook his head and replied, "After you left, I checked it out. No one came to check the yacht, nor did I feel anyone following."

"But if the other party is cautious, they should come to check."

"You shouldn’t move, stay still to manage changes!"

"What about the body..."

"Hand it over. Oisi was right about one thing; you need to win over some allies, even if it costs something!"

"For example, Andisto, the grand elder wants me to help train a new Saint, which might take three to five years, do I have to agree?" the Saint replied.

"Three years, five years? He’s dreaming; damn, calling my wife a beast of burden?"

"You said it, Andisto, just let me help him train a Saint, and then he becomes an ally."

"Forget it, not three to five years, I wouldn’t even let go for three or five months!" Li Yifei replied.

"Who’s your wife? Who agreed to be your wife? Li Yifei, you’re getting thick-skinned!"

"Back to business, isn’t Oisi your ally now? I remember you said, another elder spoke up for you!"

"Elder Mus, but he also has his own demands. I’ve mentioned before that he’s secretly training a substitute saintess, so... you know, his requirements are probably similar to Andisto’s!"

"Actually, if the time is short or the location doesn’t matter, it’s doable. Anyway, I don’t want you to stay in the Holy War Organization alone. If you can go to Huaxia, then it doesn’t matter for a few years. We’re not in a hurry!" Li Yifei said.

The Saintess’s eyebrows twitched a bit, seemingly agreeing with Li Yifei’s point. She made a popping sound with her mouth and replied, "I’ll try. Hmm, I can go talk to Elder Mus. If he finds this acceptable, I don’t mind!"

"That’s right, we need to be flexible, there’s always a way!" Li Yifei replied.

After ending the conversation, Li Yifei was also contemplating the whole matter. The evidence told him that it was Babua who did it, and his motive was sufficient. One was the murder of the dark maid, and the other was that he was also training a substitute saintess. However, there’s still a long way from substitute saintess to official saintess. Li Yifei couldn’t conclusively determine him as the real culprit because of this.

However, there were not many dark maids in the first place, and the one under Babua’s control was also killed by him. It seemed she could assist Babua in training the substitute saintess, which might give him an edge over the other elders...

Rubbing his temple, Li Yifei wanted to grab a chicken leg but found the box empty. Unconsciously, he had eaten almost everything he bought, but Li Yifei realized he still didn’t feel full. Smacking his lips, Li Yifei decided to go buy another set.

The Saintess had already changed her outfit, preparing to find Elder Mus.

With a few words of instruction, the Saintess left and arrived at Elder Mus’s residence, only to find out that a few people had just visited him, and Elder Mus was meeting them. So, the Saintess waited in another room. Six or seven minutes later, Elder Mus came out with a few people and happened to see the Saintess. After exchanging a few words with them, Elder Mus turned and walked towards the Saintess.

The Saintess noticed that those people were dressed in robes, looking quite peculiar.

"Saintess, I apologize, I just met a few friends!"

"Are they from the organization?"

"Oh no, they’re friends from society."

The Saintess nodded, understanding that friends who could be invited to the headquarters for a meeting were not ordinary people, nor ordinary friends. Although she didn’t pursue the matter further, she remembered that when those people turned around, they also saw her, with somewhat unfriendly looks. The Saintess didn’t mind, knowing some people in society are always a bit odd.

Entering the study, Elder Mus seemed very enthusiastic and cheerful, having someone bring coffee or such. He didn’t sit back in his chair but sat opposite the Saintess on the sofa, smilingly asking, "Saintess, have your injuries improved?"

"Much better, thank you for your concern, Elder Mus." The Saintess nodded in response.

Waving his hand, Elder Mus chuckled, "No need to be too polite, Saintess. Speaking of age, I could be your grandfather, or even older. I watched you grow up. Seeing someone harm you makes me very angry. If I find that person, no matter who it is, I will kill them!"

As Elder Mus said this, he almost pounded the table. The Saintess quickly comforted, "Elder Mus, please calm down!"

"It’s impossible not to be angry. These people are really..." Elder Mus huffed, with his whiskers blowing and eyes wide, almost overturning the table. The Saintess remained silent until Elder Mus finished venting. He seemed a bit embarrassed as he smiled and said, "Saintess, forgive my outburst. You know my character. When I encounter such things, a fire burns in my chest."

"I understand and thank Elder Mus for speaking on my behalf these past two days!" The Saintess slightly bowed and said.

"No need to thank me; it’s what I should do!" Elder Mus smiled.

After the polite pleasantries, the Saintess wasn’t in a hurry to reveal her purpose for coming. Even though she aimed to recruit allies, from Mus’s standpoint, he might have the same thought. So, it depended on who would break the ice first.

The Saintess coming over was already sending a signal. If Elder Mus didn’t get it, the Saintess decided she wouldn’t bring it up at the end.

Under the premise of an enjoyable conversation, Elder Mus tactfully said, "Saintess, there’s actually something I’d like to ask you."

"Please go ahead, Elder Mus."

"Hmm..." Elder Mus seemed a bit hesitant, glancing at the Saintess a few times before awkwardly saying, "It’s actually about your future plans."

"Future?" The Saintess maintained her expression and repeated what she told Andisto.

Hearing this, Elder Mus’s eyes widened. After the Saintess finished, he asked, "Saintess, are you serious?"

"Of course!" The Saintess nodded.

Mus looked quite surprised, shaking his head, then nodding, "While I shouldn’t say anything, I think this isn’t good... The Holy War Organization’s saintesses have failed before, but it was usually within the country, rarely residing abroad. Saintess, I feel the Elder’s Council will find it hard to agree with your idea..."

He’s on point. The Saintess chuckled inwardly but nodded on the outside, saying, "That’s why I came to ask Elder Mus instead of directly bringing it up in the Elder’s Council."

Mus stroked his clean chin, showing a thoughtful expression, remaining silent for a while.