Chapter 2590 Dear Mr. Detective 41
The black market is more chaotic than before due to the Griffin Gang's continuous defeat.
The air is filled with the restlessness and bloodiness of a doomsday carnival. Gunfights, robberies, betrayals... are commonplace here.
Life is cheap and not worth mentioning.
But everyone knows that only when the behemoth Griffin Gang completely collapses can this lawless land form an order that maintains a delicate balance with the outside world.
Jinchen walked with ease through several alleys filled with the smell of cheap tobacco and alcohol, and arrived at an important warehouse stronghold that had previously belonged to the Griffin Gang and was captured by Alrick's team.
This place is now controlled by Alrick's people.
He avoided several areas where sporadic cleanup battles were still going on and went directly into the warehouse.
There are a lot of supplies and documents piled up here that were looted from all over the Griffin Gang.
Jinchen once again carefully checked the account book that recorded the recent transactions of special items on the black market. Soon, his eyes fixed on a certain page. He carefully tore off the record, folded it and put it in his pocket.
Afterwards, Jinchen left the warehouse and walked towards Alrick's territory in the black market, a heavily guarded three-story stone building.
Outside the building, there were obviously many new faces with strong temperament and well-trained skills. They were the assistance sent by Prince Peg.
Duke Willica of London's main city suffered a severe political blow and was forced to cut off his tail to survive, giving up the Griffin Gang as a chess piece.
Alric is only one step away from final victory.
The bearded Locke, who had dealt with Jinchen several times before, came out to greet him personally.
Now that Locke knows the relationship between Jinchen and Alrick, his attitude has become much more respectful.
He led Jinchen through the noisy hall. Many men who had just finished a fierce battle and were still covered in wounds and blood were drinking excitedly, boasting about their recent achievements and celebrating this hard-earned victory.
Alric was surrounded by a group of people. He had just dealt with the last stubborn resistance. There was still a lingering anger between his eyebrows and a glass of amber liquor in his hand.
Seeing Jinchen coming in, several of his men immediately cheered and whistled in a teasing manner, and pushed Alric towards Jinchen.
Alrick's green eyes lit up, and he walked towards Jinchen with great pleasure, put his arm around his shoulders and pulled him close. In front of everyone, he gave Jinchen a loud kiss with a strong smell of alcohol and the joy of victory.
"Dear," the kiss ended, Alric's breath was a little hot. He pressed his lips against Jinchen's, his voice low and pleasant, "It's too noisy here, shall we go upstairs to the room?"
His fingertips suggestively stroked Jinchen's lower back.
Jinchen responded to his kiss and nodded: "Okay."
Amidst the crowd's even louder cheers, Alric hugged Jinchen and quickly walked up the stairs to the second floor.
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Arriving at the room where Alric usually rested, there were weapons and maps hanging on the wall.
As soon as he entered the door, Alric pulled down the bolt with his backhand, turned around and pushed Jinchen against the door panel. His green eyes were filled with love and surging desire as he stared at Jinchen intently.
"The bite marks on your neck are gone."
He complained in a low voice, tilted his head back and took a sip of the remaining liquor in the glass, then he couldn't wait to kiss Jinchen's lips again and pass the spicy liquor to her.
Jinchen's tongue tip obediently probed in, easily pried open his teeth, licked and shared the thick and hot liquid.
The spiciness and unique aroma of the wine quickly spread between the tightly intertwined lips and teeth. The wine that could not be swallowed in time overflowed from the corners of the two people's lips that were pressed together and rubbed together, winding down.
Jinchen clasped the back of Alrick's head with his hands and deepened the kiss.
The wine is shared repeatedly, becoming more mellow and sweet.
The room was also filled with a sweet and passionate atmosphere.
Alric was aroused by the kiss, breathing rapidly, and impatiently ripped open the top buttons of his shirt, revealing the powerful lines of his shoulders and back, which had both aggressiveness and ambiguous beauty, both dangerous and charming.
After finally finishing the long sip of wine, Jinchen gently held down Alrick's hand as he tried to pick up the bottle.
Jinchen stepped back slightly and gave Alrick a gentle kiss on the corner of his lips, which were glistening and wet.
"Honey, I found the murderer."
Alric raised his eyebrows, and an elusive emotion flashed in his green eyes, but it was quickly covered by a stronger interest and a playful smile, and his tone sounded relaxed and casual.
"Oh? What are you going to do with this murderer?"
Jinchen lowered his eyes and stared deeply into Alric's green eyes which contained a complex smile.
He pinched Alric's chin and said, "First, I want to ask this murderer why he has been playing tricks on me for so long?"
"Mr. Alrick Croft."
The casual smile on Alric's face didn't change at all, and the curve at the corner of his lips was even deeper.
He raised his hand and slowly stroked Jinchen's face with his fingertips, his movements full of tenderness.
"My dear Cyril, to accuse a gentleman of murder requires irrefutable proof."
"I remember I taught you that, didn't I?"
Jinchen raised the corners of his lips, not surprised by his reaction.
He gently pressed his fingertips against Alric's shiny, wet lips. "I never truly doubted you from the beginning."
"To the point of overlooking it... As early as the first day of the incident, when we first entered Vincent's study, you almost told me the truth."
At Olga Manor, when John asked the question about tracking down the real murderer, Jinchen suddenly remembered the reason why he wanted to find the real murderer.
It is to break the fate of the original plot and protect Alric.
One of Jinchen's previous motives for suspecting Joshua was that if the protagonist was not the murderer, then how could Alrick, as a detective, become the villain.
It's just that the clues behind it were too complicated and confusing, and Jinchen had unknowingly overlooked this point. Now that it's been proven that Joshua is not the murderer, the only reason that can make Alric the villain is...
He kills Vincent, who was the other main character.
Putting aside the original plot, based solely on the existing clues and reasoning, he connected all the fragments together and was surprised to find that Alric had never deliberately concealed anything from him.
The almost frank and even guiding attitude has become the best cover.
In Vincent's study, Alric sighed, "I've been here."
Thereafter, as they interrogated and investigated each suspect, Alric expressed appreciation and encouragement for his reasoning and findings.
That's because the suspicions and pointing evidence of Joshua, Julian, and even Eleanor... these people are likely part of the puzzle that Alric had set up in advance, the purpose of which is to guide the "new" detective step by step towards the preset conclusion.
What really made Jinchen finally certain was his recollection of that night.
After he secretly helped Alric in the alleys of the black market, he hid in the darkness and vaguely heard Alric's cold judgment when he dealt with the traitor.
——"Anyone who betrays me will suffer a miserable fate, no matter if they were once a close friend or a capable subordinate."
A former best friend... Vincent Olga.
Thinking of this, Jinchen immediately returned to the Griffin Gang's warehouse and re-checked the transaction records.
At this moment, he took out the half page he had just torn from his pocket, which recorded the Scarlet Gentleman's purchase of special poisons in March, and calmly handed it to Alric.
"In March, nearly a month before the incident, you had already purchased that special black orchid poison under the identity of Scarlet Gentleman." Jinchen's voice was devoid of emotion.
Alric didn't even look down at the paper.
There was a hint of a smile at the corner of his lips, but some complex and indistinguishable emotions were surging in the depths of his eyes, and his gaze was fixed on Jinchen's face.
The evidence on that piece of paper is far less important than the reaction of the person in front of you.
"Congratulations, my dear Detective Cyril,"
Alric finally spoke, admitting it swiftly and even with a hint of relief.
"you guessed right."
