Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Bearing the kind of detective or probing or enthusiastic gaze in the living room, Klein had to admit that he was a little cowardly now.

It's over, Louis Evans, he's plotting against me!

If I had known, I might as well not have taken the initiative to offer my opinions and forced Louis Evans to express his ideas... I just felt that the luck bestowed by Will Auceptin was still playing a role... Klein resisted turning the corners of his mouth into a slight arc, bit his head, and pushed the question back again.

"I had noticed a case of dismemberment near the East District before, but it was later confirmed by the police that the case was a parody, so much time wasted and no more was discovered."

In order to attract the attention of the official Beyonders, Lanvus did imitate two Ripper-style atrocities at the time, and even once, Klein himself witnessed the scene directly.

"I've also heard of that imitation case, and I remember that the murderer of that case was from the pier." Jack Wesker, a tall man who claimed to be a doctor, just took over the topic and helped Klein in disguise to ask everyone's help. focus on.

The rest should be left to you to perform, Detective Evans... Fingers gently pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose, and Klein nodded slightly in Dunn's direction.

He has already uttered the word "serial killer". As long as the recorder sitting in the corner handed over the record of this discussion to the official Beyonder, it should not be difficult for the Nighthawks to see the possibility of the "devil" behind it.

But the only question is, behind Prince Edsack, the existence associated with the Crazy Ripper, will he shoot for it?

Although this is Backlund, a place suspected of being an angel, the three major churches all have the capital of all cities with demigods and first-level sealed artifacts.

But compared to the existence of the "secret" isotype, it is almost indistinguishable from being defenseless.

He can see that "Mystery" and the dragon **** Angel Weed have played against each other. Although that person has fallen to the altar, even with his own backhand and "legacy", he has never fought under "Mystery". round.

"So do you have any other opinions?"

Seeing that he didn't defraud Klein of anything else, Dunn turned to look at the other detectives.

"I agree with the serial killer's statement, but I still think it is necessary to refer to the kingdom's previous similar cases again to further delineate the scope."

Detective Isengard put out the cigar in his hand, this discussion, he has been intentionally transferring the center to the two young detectives, and put himself on the sidelines.

"I will report the results of this discussion first. If you have other ideas after you go back, you can also transfer them to me by letter."

He looked around at the detectives in the living room, and after confirming that there was no objection in their eyes, he patted his hands in the air.

"Very well, then come here."

............

West End, Green Park Street.

Compared to Viscount Greenlight's mansion, there is an atmosphere of nouveau riche everywhere... Fors's eyes stopped on the huge crystal lamp on the ceiling of the spacious and bright living room, which was decorated with corners, partitions and table tops. The various golden embossed and ornaments dazzled the eyes.

Sure enough, the decoration style of the aristocrats in Queens is more in line with Ruen's popular implicit beauty. The rich in the West District are always attracted by the luxurious style of Intis, but they have not touched such gorgeous gold art. In the end, they can only copy four different things. .... She commented on the decoration style of Mr. Logo's home, and silently made another note in the material book in her head.

I have decided that when I write about nobles in the future, I have to find a way to find Viscount Greenlight as my advisor.

As for Miss Audrey, although that lady is friendly, her status as Earl Hall's favorite young daughter always makes Fors subconsciously feel a faint sense of alienation, which is very real.

Alas, if only I were so rich... She looked at her friend beside her, but found that unlike her, Xio's reaction was extremely calm, although her eyes swept across those golden decorations, But it is only attracted by the price behind those precious metals, and there is no enviable color.

She was originally an aristocrat.

"You are the famous 'arbitrator' in the Eastern District?"

A slightly hoarse voice sounded. Although he spoke extremely fast, Forsi could still clearly discern the slow distrust in the other party's words.

She looked at the sound, and there was a man with fat all over his body shaking with the movement, his underwear was stretched tight, and the gentleman who seemed to be cracking at any time was looking at Hugh suspiciously.

"Yes, there should be no second 'arbitrator' in the Eastern District."

Facing the distrustful gaze, Xio puffed up her chest and tried to lift herself up as much as possible. The natural majesty of belonging to the "Arbiter" pathway couldn't help revealing.

Although we have come into contact with the angels and demigods of the Tarot Society and Mr. Fool, we feel more and more insignificant, but once we come into contact with such ordinary people who have never been in contact with the extraordinary, even if it is Sequence Nine, it is still in some areas Uehara Extraordinary... Forsi's eyes flowed, trying to make herself look less lazy.

Although he is an Extraordinary, in terms of economic strength, he is definitely not as rich as this jeweler, and he and Hugh still need to rely on each other for food.

The sense of majesty of the "arbiter" radiated to everyone in the living room. Although he was still a little unconvinced, after asking a detective who was often present in the East District, Mr. Logo hesitantly concluded a contract with Fors and Hugh. Entrusted, and asked the two of them and other detectives to take care of their son together.

"This is my son. To be honest, there were several detectives here yesterday, but Adol's reaction was a bit big after being frightened. Several of them left this morning, which is why I had to ask you for help."

Although he didn't say anything, his distrust of bounty hunters was everywhere in his words.

"I will be optimistic about your son." Xio ignored the other party's words, just casually said a word, and then observed the reaction of the young master.

Even when he heard that his father had found two more "bodyguards" for him, the young master didn't respond, just stared blankly at the void in front of him, shivering from time to time.

What do you see?

Xio, who has always been not very good at frontal battles, asked his friend with his eyes.

The jeweler's house is not only gorgeously decorated, even though it is not the coldest time in Backlund, he has burned every fireplace in the house, and there are metal pipes in other corners of the room to transmit heat.

But even so, the young master in need of protection was wrapped in a thick fur coat, and even covered his legs with a blanket that looked hot.

See you, it's noon now!

If it wasn't for Spirit Vision to discover that his aura was dyed with a dark black and green sheen, I would have thought that there was something wrong with his body at a young age... Fors shook vaguely in Xio's direction. head down.

This is the well-being they agreed upon when they came. If you find that the object you need to protect is really infected with undead residue, you will use this to remind the other party.

Alas... Mr. Logo, who was still a little uneasy, took another look at the two ladies, one tall and one short.

He got close to his son, grasped the distance, and whispered:

"Atru, these two ladies are here to protect you."

Although he himself felt awkward, but after thinking about the reputation of the "arbiter" in the Eastern District, he decided to continue.

Even if it's useless, the big deal is to send the two ladies away with money.

"Don't look at two ladies, but one of them is famous..."

It seems that Mr. Logo's words caught Atru's attention. The pale boy with blue lips turned his head and glanced at the direction where Fors and Xio were standing with his unfocused eyes. Trembling violently.

"Don't, don't come here, don't kill me...don't kill me!" His voice was getting higher and higher, and at the end, he even wanted to bury his head in the blanket.

"Atru!" Mr. Logo shouted helplessly on the side, his fat hands swaying in a panic.

His reaction is so big?

Forsi and Xio looked at each other, and both saw surprise in each other's eyes.

In their previous adventures, it's not that they haven't met people who are possessed by undead, but those people are either muddleheaded or extremely aggressive, and they have never panicked like Atru.

"Enough, cheer up." Frowning, Xio took a step forward, waving his right hand like a judgment, full of majesty directly pressing on Atru, who was screaming in panic, and even scared the others. A detective planning to do something.

Hehehe... Yatru, who was still screaming just now, suddenly fell silent. From the perspective of spirituality, the undead residue attached to him struggled a few times, and then the turtle indented the young spirit body. deeper.

"Yatru..." Mr. Logo, who was shaking like a meat ball, sighed in pity. He wanted to get close to his only son, but he was afraid of scaring him again.

He wiped the new sweat on his forehead and bowed toward Xiu.

"Looks like you're really good at it."

He put away his handkerchief and introduced the detective who wanted to help to Xio and Fors.

"This is Detective Stuart, and the only senior detective who is willing to stay and help me."

"A lot of the detectives either left or there were only a few less well-known ones left, they are now on guard elsewhere, and Detective Stuart was very attentive, so I left him next to Atrull to prevent it from happening. What an accident."

Usually, this kind of role is easy to cause suspicion... Forsi's novelist's thinking is at work again, but she still introduced her identity well like Hugh, but she only introduced the well-known popular novel author - Forsi. Miss Wall, changed to the assistant of "Arbitrator" Hugh.

"I have heard of Miss Hugh's reputation when I was handling cases in the Eastern District. Although it is a bit presumptuous to say this, it is really difficult for ordinary people to associate the rumored 'arbiter' with a lovely lady."

Seeing that Mr. Logo was leaving because he had to deal with official business, Detective Stuart guarded Atru, who was still immersed in autism, and took the initiative to open the box to Xio.

"Maybe this is the prejudice in the eyes of ordinary people." Forsi smiled.

She has to figure out a way to deceive the detective... She figured out what was the reason, and pulled the hem of La Hugh's blouse with her hands behind her back.

"Actually, I'm only good at close combat, and I have also experienced systematic knight training. After all, the most important thing for "arbitration" is that it is stronger than the two sides of the conflict."

Unlike Forsi's smoothness, Xio's answer can be said to be quite straightforward.

She showed Stuart one of the three-edged blades in her pocket, and used her actions to convince him.

"Hehe, it seems that unlike me, an academic school that relies on firearms, Miss Dilcha's specialty is mainly in her fists." He made a joke of himself, "Then I will still be responsible for a period of time, and the two will be responsible for taking over. When I'm resting, I think this should be more reasonable?"

"Quite reasonable." Xio, who was prompted by Fors, nodded and agreed with the other party's arrangement.

......

"In the next three hours, I will ask Miss Dilcha and Ms. Wall. To be honest, I haven't slept much all night, and I really need a rest."

Moving his stiff neck, Stuart smiled and handed over to Hugh and the others, and walked to the guest room that Mr. Logo had prepared to rest.

Watching the gentleman walk away, Forsi walked to the corner of the living room softly, used the "apprentice" ability to covertly open the door, and returned to Xio after confirming that no servants were passing by nearby.

"What do you do now, are you sure you can get rid of the undead residue on this young master?" Xio bit his friend's ear to prevent the conversation between the two from being heard by Atru, who was not far away.

"To be honest, it's a bit daunting. I can't set up a ceremony here." Fors scratched his head in distress. "Besides, even if the corresponding ceremony can be set up, I don't think that righteous **** will respond to me."

Although they had already guessed that a similar situation might occur, they only prepared some simple magic preparation materials in advance.

"Preparing the ceremony is actually not too troublesome. I can use my ability to shock Mr. Logo, and while Detective Stuart is still sleeping, it should be successful."

If there is a person here that may be the uncertain factor, there is only the sleeping detective.

Listening to the advice given by her friend, Fors repeated it again anxiously.

"But no righteous **** will respond to my ritual, you know, they never respond to this ritual."

If it weren't for an extraordinary existence, and I hadn't met Mr. Fool, an existence equal to a god, I would have even turned my back on the **** of neatness.

Wait, Mr. Fool?

Forsi's five fingers stuck in his hair suddenly stopped behind his ears, and his eyes suddenly became dull.

"What's wrong?" Xio looked at his friend with some vigilance.

"Is there a possibility that I can ask Mr. Fool?" Forsi asked blankly.

Pray to Mr. Fool?

But Mr. Fool has always believed in equivalent exchange, and is also allied with the true creator... Xio shook his head hesitantly.

"Mr. Fool will respond to this..."

She didn't finish her sentence, but the meaning behind it was already obvious.

"And you were tortured by the full moon raving before, and you only survived with the blessing of Mr. Fool. Our debt has not been repaid."

Although Mr. Fool didn't say what they needed to do, after understanding that Mr. Fool believed in equivalent exchange, they always wanted to repay the gift of the gods.

But Mr. Fool also took the initiative to give me the formula of 'Master of Trick'... Fors recalled the brief time when he listened to Mr. Fool's story above the gray fog of the last full moon, and was just shaken. The idea became firm again.

"I'm going to try." She shook her head stubbornly. "Just as you said just now, you go to lure Mr. Logo and the others away, and I'll save the young master."

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