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"Major."
Campbell came over. While the woman was changing the child's clothes, Leon received his final report for the day.
"As of now, there have been no new reports regarding the whereabouts of the four...."
The investigation into the assassination attempt is not yet complete. Last week, we obtained testimony that four more people, a middle-aged man, two young men, and a young woman, entered the warehouse where the remnants were staying. We drew up a rough sketch and traced them, but so far, there has been no result.
As Grace said, he may have already left this place.
"I asked them to contact Western Command and send me photos or montages of any major remnants that have yet to be captured."
The idea was to show it to witnesses to at least secure their identification.
"Yes, I have already given instructions. However, it may take some time because it is the holiday season."
When I narrowed my eyes as if the answer was not refreshing, Campbell looked embarrassed and carefully pushed the thick folder in.
"And here is the list of evidence you mentioned. I have also prepared photos."
It was good that I had become quick-witted after working under him for a long time, but I wondered if it was really a good thing that my ability to avoid his criticism was also increasing day by day.
Leon scanned the list of evidence collected from the warehouse. He might see something that could provide clues to tracking down the remnants, even if his subordinates couldn't see it. His hand, which was turning the pages, stopped at a picture of a palm-sized iron hook.
"This is."
Campbell looked at the photo and recited the expected use as written in the notes section of the list.
"I guess it was used to make bombs."
"This?"
You have to make sense. Leon gave a sharp rebuke and walked to the bedroom inside the living room and knocked on the door.
"Grace, can you come out for a minute? I need your help."
The Blanchard-style priest bomb-making expert looked at the photo and immediately shook his head.
"I don't use things like this."
Leon stared at Campbell, who seemed very nervous. He wasn't nervous because he thought he'd be scolded for guessing wrong. His expression was tense because he realized once again that his superior's woman was a rebel. It was quite a rare sight to see Campbell, who rarely showed his emotions, showing his awkward mood on his face.
"By the way, what is this?"
Grace asked.
"A hoof-grooming hook."
It was a hook used to remove mud or stones stuck between horse hooves. It was old, but not rusty. And judging from the list of mud on it, it must have been used recently. It was unusual for it to be foldable and have a rough wooden handle.
"Campbell, ask around for a ranch or riding club that uses a hook like this."
I had a strong feeling that one of the remnants might have been in charge of managing the horses.
Grace looked around in amazement. She had never seen a circus so empty in her life.
The only audience members were the three of us, our escorts, and our bodyguards. As it turned out, this man had not bought tickets, but a private performance just for Ellie.
"Circus! I'm so excited to see it."
A child sitting in an armchair between the two men was wagging his feet that weren't touching the ground, holding a stuffed rabbit in his arms.
"Wow!"
The show soon began. Grace was completely captivated by the extraordinary stunts unfolding before her eyes. However, the man was only looking at her and the child throughout the show.
"Mom, over there, over there!"
Ellie, who had only seen elephants and lions from afar when she went to the zoo, was so excited that she grabbed Grace's sleeve. The child couldn't sit still and kept wiggling her buttocks, and eventually got off the chair. The man had to grab the child several times as she tried to approach the stage and make her sit back down.
"Mommy, rabbit, rabbit!"
Then, finally, the show that Ellie had been looking forward to the most began. A magician wearing a tall top hat came up on stage and bowed politely.
"Gentlemen and ladies who have come here today... ."
The magician approached, reciting a verse he had surely said hundreds of times. The man stopped at the edge of the stage, as if he was about to demonstrate his tricks in detail right in front of the sole audience member.
As he took off his hat, Ellie jumped down from the chair again. Since there was no way a lion would come out of the hat, the two of them let the child get closer to the stage.
"Well, this old man has prepared a Christmas present for the little lady."
"Okay!"
The child clapped his hands, clinging to the railing that was as high as his chin. The moment the magician's hand, which had been moving dazzlingly on top of his hat, sank inside, the child's feet, which had been rolling on the floor, suddenly stopped.
"Ta-da!"
"Ugh!"
The child who was expecting a rabbit was startled and ran when a dove appeared.
"Ellie, it's okay."
Leon burst out laughing and reached out his hand, but the child turned and hugged his mother. His smile faded a little.
He gave Pierce another order. This time, as expected, a pure white rabbit emerged from the hat, and the boy clapped his hands and smiled brightly.
"Shall I take a picture for you?"
As Grace was taking pictures of Ellie having fun petting a rabbit, the circus director approached her and made a polite suggestion.
"Now, smile!"
It turned out that he meant to take a family photo. Grace absentmindedly took a picture with the man, pretending to be a couple. She pretended not to hear the man's words that they should call a professional photographer to take a proper family photo after the holiday, and took a picture of Ellie alone with the camera.
Meanwhile, the show came to a close with a splendid finale. However, instead of leaving, the members came rushing towards this side. When Pierce, instructed by the man, threw out bills instead of coins as tips, everyone rushed to show Ellie tricks.
"Wow!"
Ellie was thrilled when she got the chance to ride the white horse she had been showing off her skills on.
"Oh, she's so pretty. Is she the princess of horses?"
The child asked the horse keeper an odd question and then started boasting about something odd.
"Dad said he'd buy Ellie a horse too. Right?"
"then."
"As expected, it is a virtue for a noble lady to have excellent horse riding skills. In that regard, you really have to choose your first horse well. For example, let's talk about this guy..."
The leader began to talk like a salesman, perhaps thinking that this was an opportunity to sell the horse at a high price to a tycoon. Meanwhile, the horse repeatedly raised and lowered one leg as if it was uncomfortable.
"What's stuck in your hoof?"
The watchman took something out of the leather pouch on his waist. At that moment, Leon's face turned pale. Grace, who found his face suddenly changed strange, followed his gaze and became lost in thought.
It was the same horseshoe hook that the squire had.
The man hugged Ellie tightly and whispered instructions to the captain of the security guard. The guards who received the signal to escape immediately as it was a dangerous place, immediately covered the three of them. Leaving the members behind with bewildered eyes, they all moved towards the exit with stern faces.
"hi."
The man put one arm around Grace's waist and said, while Ellie waved at the horse without knowing anything.
"Stay by my side."
Grace took off her hat and placed it over the child's head, whispering to the man who was wrapping the child in his coat lapel.
"That's a face I don't recognize."
That person might not be a remnant. But he might be. Grace doesn't know everyone's face.
I stepped into the den of the remnants. No. Please not. I fooled myself into thinking that I just happened to have the same item, and I walked anxiously until I finally saw the exit.
A pungent smell stung my nose. As soon as the guard at the front opened the curtain covering the passageway leading to the exit, flames burst out of the passageway, engulfing the curtain.
"Fire!"
The moment someone shouted, the room was thrown into chaos. The guards pushed through those who ran to put out the fire and those who ran away, and led the three straight to another exit.
But unfortunately, the other exit was also blocked. Two men wearing gas masks were blocking the exit with machine guns in their hands. At the same time, bullets started to rain down indiscriminately without warning.
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