Assistant Investigator, this identity is only used to tell others "we are legitimate people".

In fact, assistant investigators have very limited authority and cannot obtain search warrants.

With this identity, others may be more cooperative in the investigation, but they will definitely not let you enter someone else's chamber and rummage around.

Is the priest a man? Well, that's fine.

It's the same in this monastery, Tende and Bernie can walk around and ask questions.

But if you want to investigate the room of a missing person and others don't agree, it is impossible unless you follow a real law enforcer and have a search warrant.

However, since we are already involved with the Image phenomenon, we don't need to be too fixated on these restrictions.

"Nun, there was a missing priest here, right?" Tende casually asked, casually touching the saw in his coat pocket.

Although the saw is not big, it might be just like a slightly larger book. But Tende is uncomfortable hiding it under his coat.

After all, he has never tried to hide something like this under his clothes, and if someone finds the saw, it might cause panic.

"Yes, he was a devoted priest. I hope he is safe." The nun finished speaking and made a unique prayer gesture.

This is a prayer for "hope the person is safe".

"Can we ask for more details about this priest?" Tende nodded, his hoarse voice filled with a faint regret.

In short, regret is just right.

Although Tende already knows that the devout priest has become a recipient and has been shot by himself.

But he still needs to sigh, and express his regret. Otherwise, the nun will think he does not respect the devout priest.

So, he also imitated the gesture of "hoping the person is safe".

"Of course, what do you want to know?" The nun readily agreed, as long as she can help, she is willing to assist in the investigation.

The greatest use of the assistant investigator's identity is to let others know that they are official personnel conducting investigations, not suspicious individuals.

Bernie glanced at Tende diagonally.

The Vigilant has actually already collected most of the information about that priest.

Bernie didn't think that a nun like this could provide any particularly useful information for the investigation.

But since Tende has already brought up the topic, he didn't say anything and just stood aside.

Bernie himself is not good at conversing with others. He prefers to use his knife to open monsters' chests rather than interact with people.

He is a young and confident hothead.

Bernie didn't say anything, but he became somewhat interested in what Tende planned to do for further investigation.

Unfortunately, Tende didn't adopt any special investigation methods, nor did he have any astonishing deductive reasoning.

"That priest had a good relationship with the priests in several other churches in Layton City. They often got together for meals."

"Oh, it seems that the priest started writing letters more frequently in the past half year. He may have found a pen pal."

"He has an outgoing personality and is not a silent type."

"Also, the priest, I didn't know when he started the habit of kneeling in front of the idol and praying every morning. I remember he didn't have this habit in previous years."

"Sometimes, compared to him, I feel like I'm not even a qualified believer. He is just too devout."

The old nun provided many fragmented pieces of information, basically saying whatever came to mind.

Tende listened and nodded, indicating that he was listening attentively.

After the old nun had talked for a long time and found that there seemed to be nothing more to say, she subconsciously glanced at Tende.

"Thank you, you have been very helpful to us." Tende almost immediately spoke when he saw the old nun looking at him.

"I have a bold request, can we have a look at the room of that priest?"

"Sorry, no." The old nun shook her head and refused Tende's request.

"I understand, we won't force you. After all, we don't have a search warrant." Tende waved his hand and said.After speaking, the old nun bid farewell to Tende and Bernie. She also had her own things to attend to, such as studying theology - which was a serious matter for clergy.

"No one would allow assistants like us to search the room," Bernie spoke up.

"I agree," Tende nodded in agreement with Bernie's statement.

"Are you really just in it for the money?" Bernie suddenly asked an unrelated question.

"Yes," Tende glanced at Bernie, "but I'm just giving it a try, not even sure if I want to be one."

To be honest, he accepted this task partly to explore the strange side of this world, and partly for the decent income. If The Vigilant wasn't such a chaotic "job," he wouldn't mind being one.

"...Bernie looked at Tende incredulously. It was the first time he had heard of someone becoming a Vigilant for money, because Vigilants didn't really have much money. This reason was not only outrageous, but also challenged one's intelligence. If Kerim hadn't mentioned Tende's reason for agreeing to become a Vigilant, Bernie would have thought Tende was lying to himself. Silently, Bernie labeled Tende as a "weirdo" in his mind. He sighed and decided not to dwell on this question any longer. "You give me the feeling of being a sheriff."

"No, I'm a private detective," Tende shook his head and firmly denied Bernie's statement. "But I'm confident in my investigative abilities." Of course, investigating such strange things was still new to him, and he didn't know if he would be able to handle it. Well, let fate decide. Let's treat it like a normal investigation for now.

"Let's go, let's not disturb the others' prayers," Tende patted Bernie's shoulder. "We're leaving just like this? You haven't found any useful clues," Bernie wrinkled his brow, thinking it was too quick to just turn around and head back. "We'll come back again tomorrow, that will be enough," Tende said.

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The next day, Tende and Bernie returned to the monastery once again. Tende found the old nun, who was a bit surprised to see him there again. "Our investigation seems to have hit a bottleneck. We need to take a look at the room of the priest," Tende requested again. "In his leaked diary, he mentioned his room."

"No..." the old nun hesitated in her response.

"We won't take anything, and we won't mess up the room," Tende said, "you can even stand there and watch us."

Tende's expression was calm, but the old nun could see the sincerity in his eyes. Those black eyes were as deep as the night.

"It's crucial for the case," Tende said in his hoarse voice, "people have already sacrificed because of this."

"Just one hour," the old nun said helplessly.

"No, half an hour will be enough."