Lord of the Mysteries

Tamara… Barton ruminated over the name and wondered what it meant.

He was no longer the same person who realized that he could hear sounds that others couldn't. He didn't look around in panic, hoping to find someone who was hiding and speaking in a dark corner. There were no signs of him constantly being prepared to grab a wooden pole and rushing over to strike the person. He stood on the spot calmly, observing the reaction of the deputy director of the Compliance Department, Pacheco.

Pacheco glanced at him and said, "Have you done any research in the history of the Fourth Epoch?"

"A little," Barton replied modestly.

At this moment, he didn't pretend that he didn't know anything about the history of the Fourth Epoch. Firstly, his character didn't allow for that. Secondly, his position was a direct result of his academic background in history. If he had any major flaws in this field, he might be fired by the foundation tomorrow.

Pacheco looked at the door and said, "Have you heard of the name Tamara before?"

"I've heard of it." Barton instinctively turned his head to glance at Pacheco. "In the little-known history of the Fourth Epoch, the name 'Tamara' has appeared several times, and its frequency is only second to Tudor, Solomon, and Trunsoest. From this, it can be determined that this represents a great noble of some empire in the Fourth Epoch."

After saying this, Barton paused and said, "Vernal recently discovered some ruins from the Fourth Epoch."

As the hotel waiter was by his side, he didn't directly mention that the name "Tamara" might have something to do with the current abnormality Vernal was facing.

Pacheco didn't respond. He turned to the hotel attendant and said, "I'm a police officer in charge of a criminal investigation. I suspect that the tenant in this room has encountered some misfortune. Please open the door immediately."

As he spoke, he took out an identification document and showed it to the other party.

The hotel attendant was shocked and looked at the identification carefully.

"Okay, okay. I'll get the keys!"

As he spoke, he turned around and ran towards the staircase.

"You're a policeman?" Barton, who was watching from the sidelines, blurted out in shock.

identification

document is 100% real. It was obtained through legal

need to make it sound so complicated… Barton habitually replied, "I don't care about its authenticity. I just want to

Pacheco laughed.

on how you view

typical Loen gentleman, he knew that the other party was unwilling

the other party being one of the deputy directors of

of them remained silent as the hotel owner and

the identification document in Pacheco's hands and matching it to the face, the hotel owner took out

murder case, it would definitely affect their image

a small problem." Pacheco gave

his hand and tapped his chest four times in

pushed the door

of the room seemed to connect to the

could only use

make the envelope not stained with blood have the smell

and there were no obvious wrinkles on the carpet. It stood in contrast with the smell

fight… A fatal shot? Barton's hobbies included reading popular novels,

one he

wife. Barton had once read through one of them and ended up

this in front of his wife. He would always use an authoritative tone, saying,

Pacheco put on a pair of white gloves and walked into the

experienced solicitor walked to the desk and picked up the stack of letters with the Lavender Castle pattern embossed on it. He

day." The attendant looked

living in this room rotate out a few times, he had no idea how many

and shook his head. He said to Barton, who was standing beside him,

a set