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However, he did not conduct any investigation or make any personnel changes.

Either he didn't have the energy to do these things, or he...did it on purpose.

He knew the mole was among these five people, and these five people were the ones he had chosen.

Therefore, the key point is not the differences among these five people, but the similarities among them.

That is, all five of them excel at speed.

Hunters, shadow warriors, and assassins are all professions that excel in speed, and even Peggy, who is third in line, is skilled in teleportation magic.

Large-scale investigations have nothing to do with speed. For example, she herself has never personally conducted investigations; it was all done by her subordinates.

If we really want to search, the ninth pick, who is a professional tactical master, is obviously more appropriate.

Therefore, the leader, for some reason, felt that the mole would be the one skilled in speed.

correct……

Milair had a flash of inspiration.

Kanril had handled missing persons cases before, and she had reviewed the relevant files, but at the time her focus was on the missing people and the investigation methods, and she never considered that the personnel involved in the previous cases were any different from those in this case.

Perhaps if we can find out if there were similar situations in previous incidents involving people arranged this time, we can find out the true intention of the group leader.

Thinking of this, Milair greeted Tassanya, got up and walked outside. She remembered that after reading the relevant files, she put everything back in the archives.

She made several turns along the way, and just as she was about to reach the archives, a voice called out to her.

"Lord Milair, where are you going?"

A voice came from the front.

A girl with curly hair in pigtails looked at Milair with a smile.

Unlike the other members of the Knights, she was not wearing the Knights' armor, but rather a light outfit: a dark brown top paired with joggers wrapped in cloth, which contrasted sharply with her dazzling blonde curls.

"Rose?"

Milair stared blankly at the sixth-ranking vice-commander who had suddenly appeared before him, then a thought struck him:

"The case hasn't made any progress. I heard that the latest case information came down yesterday, so I'll go check the archives again."

Chapter 129 Uninvited Guest (I asked for the wrong day off yesterday, hehe)

P.S.: Yesterday was my first time posting a leave request, but it accidentally went into the artwork section, which also included Kanriel's rankings from the last five years of competitions. Those interested can check it out.

"I'll go check the archives again."

As soon as Milair finished speaking, she looked at Rose across from her, observing whether her expression changed.

But there was nothing.

Rose's expression remained unchanged, her smile even more radiant than before, as she spoke:

"Your Excellency Milair is truly hardworking; you're still busy working so late."

"Your Excellency Rose is too kind. It's all for Kanriel and the Knights."

Milairs could spout polite phrases without hesitation.

"Lord Milair is right."

Rose nodded and chuckled softly:

"Then I'll go back and rest now. Lord Milair, please take care of your health and don't overwork yourself."

Rose turned and left.

Milair stood there, watching Rose's figure disappear at the end of the corridor, before turning around and continuing towards the archives.

After she turned the corner, a few seconds later, Rose's figure quietly reappeared at the end of the corridor where she had just disappeared.

Her figure seemed to blend into the surrounding walls and shadows, like a chameleon, her body changing color with every step she took.

Knights soldiers passed by her, completely ignoring her presence.

Hunter Tier 3 Skill: [Adaptive Form]

Not only can it blend into the environment to achieve camouflage, but it can also improve its resistance to harsh environments and abnormal conditions.

She smiled and watched the direction Miler had left, then walked toward the archives as well.

Milair arrived at the archives, greeted the guards, and then went straight to the deepest part of the archives, to the shelf where the case files were placed.

She paused, looking at the now noticeably empty file shelves, and then called over a guard.

"Why are so many files missing from this document?"

"Reporting to Lord Milair, the historical archives in Kanriel are under construction these days, and many files have been moved there to be copied as originals."

"Historical archives?"

Milair remembered that something like that had indeed been mentioned in a previous meeting, and it seemed to be the responsibility of the fourth-ranking deputy commander.

The fourth-ranked vice-captain is a woman whose profession is berserker. She follows a similar path to Tassanya, both being muscular and large. However, unlike Tassanya, this fourth-ranked vice-captain dresses extremely conservatively, always wearing a long robe that covers her from head to toe.

Moreover, she was known for her meticulousness within the Knights, so although her profession was primarily based on strength, she was often assigned to do clerical work.

"Then organize all the files on these missing persons cases. I'll take them all with me."

After speaking, Milair paused for a moment, then pointed to the files of other cases on the shelf:

“Take all of these with you.”

"Yes, Lord Milair."

The file was quickly organized by several soldiers and handed to Milair.

Milair nodded, put the file away, and left the archives.

After leaving the archives, she walked straight to the right. This was not the way she had come, but it would still get her office, though she would have to take a detour.

After she walked away, Rose emerged from the shadows on the left with a smile and approached the soldier in the archives.

"Has Lord Milair been here just now?"

"Yes, Lady Rose, Lady Milair just came to borrow some files."

"Make a copy of all the names in the files she borrowed and give them to me."

Rose smiled and spoke.

"Yes."

Faced with their superior's order, the soldiers, though somewhat puzzled, had no choice but to comply. A list of the files Miler had borrowed was quickly handed to Rose.

"Have a nice evening, everyone."

Rose smiled sweetly and left the archives.

Shortly after she left, another figure entered the archives.

The soldiers looked at the figure and respectfully spoke up:

"Lord Lundrol".

They were all puzzled. Why was it so lively tonight? First the seventh in line, then the sixth, and now even the fifth in line had arrived. Was this a meeting of all the deputy commanders?

The man who entered the archives looked young, dressed in a black and purple suit, with a light purple handkerchief clipped to his breast pocket.

"Rose and Milair just borrowed the files, right?"

The man's expression was indifferent, which was completely at odds with his socialite attire.

"Yes sir."

"How many times have they come to the archives to borrow files?"

"Lady Rose is doing this for the first time, but Lady Milair is doing it for the third time."

Lundel nodded, said nothing more, and turned to leave.

A group of soldiers were left looking at each other in bewilderment.

Back in his office, Milair took out all the files and laid them on the table. The thick rolls of kraft paper were stacked high, filling the entire desk.

"What is this for?"

Tassanya walked over and asked curiously.

"Look at the case file."

Milair sat down at his desk, picked up a roll of parchment, and began to read it.

"You want to see all of these?"

Tassanya was stunned:

"Why don't you ask your men for help?"

Milair shook his head:

"We can't let them handle this matter. It's of great importance, and I don't know them completely yet. If it gets leaked, it will cause a lot of trouble."

She found a piece of paper and a pen and wrote down the name of the deputy head of the investigation team from the file she had just finished reading.

After finishing writing, Milair looked up at Tassanya standing there and asked in confusion:

"What are you standing there for? Come on over and join us."

"I?"

Tassanya's eyes widened:

“You know I’m not good at this. The master sent me here to help you with odd jobs and chores.”

"These are the odd jobs and rough work."

Milair picked up a pile of parchment rolls and placed them in front of Tassanya, patting them down:

"The task is simple: find a piece of paper and write down the names of the deputy commanders who appear in the case. I'll tell you later which names you need to pay special attention to; circle them all. It's easy, right?"

"You can't possibly be illiterate, can you?"

Feeling Milair's questioning gaze, Tassanya's forehead veins bulged slightly.