Lex, of course, knew which ship it was.
It was the slave ship that was going to trade with Doug. The people on that ship were used as sacrifices by Gore, including Bridge, who wanted to leave the country by boarding the ship. He and his temporarily hired bodyguards ultimately died in the ship's cabin.
At that time, besides Lex, the Black Bowtiess also discovered Bridge.
He didn't know if these two learned about this through the Black Bowtiess, or through Beyonder means, such as Spirit Talking and divination, discovering their fragile connection with Bridge.
Lex said calmly, "I wasn't the only one on that ship at the time."
"But in the information carried by Bridge's spirit body, we found that only your image was the most complete," Arthur exclaimed impatiently. "So you'd better tell us now if Bridge gave you anything!"
It was Spirit Talking, indeed.
This means they belong to some Secret Order?
Lex said indifferently, "I'll say it again. Bridge and I only traded one pair of Shadow Gauntlets. Besides that, there was no other relationship."
"Then please meet our superior. If you truly didn't take anything from Bridge, we will restore your freedom," Matt tried to persuade.
Lex laughed. "Are you a child? Who do you think would believe such words?"
"If I go back with you, whether or not I took your things, can I still regain my freedom?"
"Which organization are you from?"
"Psychological Alchemists? Aurora Order? Moses Ascetic Order or Secret Order?"
He knew the first two from the Tarot Club, and read about the latter two in the original novel. But Lex saw that their expressions remained unchanged, clearly indicating they didn't belong to any of these four organizations.
This is truly troublesome.
Are there too many Secret Orders in this world? But at least the above four organizations can be ruled out, which is useless.
"I can't believe you, a bounty hunter, know so many Secret Orders."
Matt started to laugh. "It doesn't matter if I tell you. Listen carefully, we are..."
Lex turned to look at him, seemingly distracted by Matt. In that instant, Arthur lunged into the nearby bushes, moving away from Lex's gun.
Matt didn't reveal the organization either. The moment Arthur lunged out, he pulled the trigger.
Bang!
A gunshot rang out.
A sneer bloomed on Matt's face, a sinister smile.
He saw Lex's eyes widen in surprise, saw him shot in the chest. But very quickly, he also saw that Lex's body suddenly became flat, like a paper figure.
Then another gunshot was heard.
Matt followed the sound of the gun.
He found that Lex had appeared behind Arthur at some point and shot the tall man, who hadn't had time to roll into the bushes, in the head.
"No!"
Matt's eyes became bloodshot. Reason vanished from his eyes, and his aura suddenly became powerful.
He lunged at Lex.
But for some reason, this action turned into a retreat.
At this moment, the ring of distortion in Lex's hand was faintly glowing.
However, the ring of distortion's influence on Matt didn't seem as great as he had imagined. Matt retreated a few steps, then lunged forward again, moving very quickly and unaffected.
Lex let out an 'eh' and changed the way he used the ring of distortion, applying 'distorted perception of time' to himself.
Matt's speed immediately slowed down. Lex could clearly see his movements and understand his intentions. So, before Matt could raise his gun, Lex stepped to the left, then raised Blood Praise, sending a bullet into the bald man's temple.
With a thud, Matt, shot in the head, fell beside Arthur. The two men died like this in the wilderness.
The crimson moon hung high. Lex climbed out of a deep pit and wiped away sweat.
He dug a burial pit large enough to bury Matt and Arthur's bodies. As long as the time of death exceeded an hour, even if their companions found the bodies and tried Spirit Talking, they would have difficulty getting accurate information.
If more time passed, there would probably be no spirit bodies left for Spirit Talking. As for divination, Lex wasn't very worried now; he had the black night embrace on him, so the other party's divination would likely yield no results.
Lex walked to the bodies, looking at Matt's pale skin, and at the ring of distortion placed on his forehead.
This thing extended spikes from the inside, piercing into Matt's corpse, almost completely draining his blood. At this moment, a jelly-like substance also appeared on Matt's chest, seemingly the mystic characteristics separated from his body.
"I knew he suddenly became so violent and unaffected by the ring of distortion. He's indeed a Beyonder."
"Hmm, very similar to the lunatic from Enki Town before. That guy also resisted Captain Lewis's nightmare ability."
"Speaking of which, the lunatic is a Sequence 8 of the Prisoner pathway. Above them are werewolves."
"Maggie is also a werewolf and comes from the South Continent. Matt and his companion are too. Does the South Continent produce a lot of Prisoner pathway Beyonders?"
While thinking, Lex put away the ring of distortion and the mystic characteristics. Afterward, he rummaged through the two bodies.
He found two wallets, discovering a total of about forty pounds in cash, which now became Lex's property.
Later, Lex found a telegram on Matt's body, but unfortunately, neither of them had any magical items, not a single one.
So Lex first buried the bodies, then read the telegram.
The content of the telegram was very short, only a few sentences.
'You don't have much time left. Mr. Steve will take Jason and Tyre to Loen to pursue the defector. If you cannot retrieve the item from Bridge before then, this matter will be transferred to Mr. Steve. Believe me, you do not want to face this gentleman.'
Below was a date, August 27th.
Steve?
Is he their superior?
Well, it's a clue, at least.
Lex took out a match, lit a fire, and burned the telegram. He then tidied up the scene to make it look natural before returning to the inn.
The night passed uneventfully.
In the morning, Lex ate breakfast while thinking about Matt and his companion.
From the telegram last night, it could be seen that these two had no accomplices in Tingen, otherwise there would be no need to contact them via telegram.
And their superior, the one named 'Steve,' should not have entered Loen yet.
In other words, at least the trouble brought by Bridge would not reappear for now.
Coupled with the temporary resolution of the 'assassins' sent by Bison's enemies, the only thing he had to deal with in Tingen was the matter of the murderer who killed Grizzly.
Feeling the pressure on him greatly reduced, Lex ate with much lighter movements.
After breakfast, Lex asked Matthew to buy 1000 grams of pure tin. What he had bought before had already been paid to the magic ring, and now there wasn't much left.
After Matthew left, an employee from Max Investment Company came to visit and reminded Lex that he needed to prepare the first installment of research funds.
According to the investment company's plan, Lex's research funds would be divided into four installments and sent to the Tingen University laboratory.
The first installment was four thousand pounds, and each subsequent installment was two thousand pounds.
Currently, the money in Lex's personal account, plus that in the anonymous account, totaled over 13,000 pounds.
This didn't even include the jewelry from the Sea Serpent Gang leader that hadn't been sold yet; otherwise, Lex's assets would be at least eighteen thousand pounds.
To avoid arousing Bison's suspicion, Lex decided to use the pounds from the anonymous account, so he asked the employee to wait. After changing into formal attire, he went to the bank with the other party to transfer the money.