Son of the Tower

Chapter 82 How Much It Takes to Pursue the Truth

Colt stood at the gate of the high tower, watching the police car with the license plate of the North Headquarters parked in front of him. While feeling relieved by the driver's drifting skills, he stretched out his hand and opened the rear door. Only then did I realize that the person sitting behind the car was not Inspector Lin, but a girl.

"Good morning, young sage, I am the person you are looking for." The young police inspector who came out of the cab had long silver hair, and her long pointed ears declared that their owner was A high elf - there are several subspecies of elves, among which the silver-haired ones are unique to East Asia. They are called high elves together with the blond elves, and are used to match those with green hair or other hair colors The mulattos are separated.

But that girl has black hair, but this is not what Colt wants to care about. He reached out and shook hands with the inspector: "You are a bit late, but it's okay, we haven't started yet."

"That's great. New Hangzhou is stuck in traffic again today. The crowded big cities give me a headache. I even wonder if I should be transferred to a small place like Lishui." The inspector smiled and followed Colt into the room. The gate of the tower, and the girl looked at everything curiously.

This made Colt a little puzzled: "This is..."

"My daughter, her father does things for others, and I don't worry about her being alone. You know, children are such little troublemakers. If you don't look at them, they can go to the house to break the tiles." Sighing made Colt feel pity—especially when a group of brats and cubs ran past him.

"Sage, can I play with bears?" the girl asked.

"Go and play, that little bear is Gaota's pet, don't get hurt or be hurt by it." Colt smiled and nodded.

He and the inspector watched her run to the children, who sighed, "Thank you, Your Excellency the Sage."

"It's nothing, children have the right to have fun in the tower, especially on weekends, please come with me." Colt finished speaking and walked to the front.

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Mars followed Meng Zou into a special underground area - this place was not even marked on the apprentice's map. If Meng Zous hadn't had a pass code, even a chief apprentice like Mars would have lost his way.

Because of this, when Mars followed Meng Zou to the underground area and walked all the way along the corridor, he saw all kinds of residents in various cells. Everyone, as long as Mars looked at him, the people in the cell Immediately outside the bars its crimes appear.

Compared with Mr. Pauly's cell where the sun can still be seen, this place is like a sewer.

And the crimes of these guys, Mars, felt a sense of jaw-dropping - such as a corpse hanging on the gallows in the middle of the cell, the introduction said that he was the top of the ghoul sequence and had a unique root Existence, the Tower has been suppressing him ever since it captured it.

"Won't it escape?" Out of curiosity, Marster took a look at it.

Then the corpse suddenly glared at Mars and screamed.

Mars subconsciously rolled out the lightsaber with his tail and stabbed the guy.

The low-efficiency lightsaber made of ordinary materials failed to break through its outer skin, but in the eyes of Mars, the purple lightsaber pierced the left arm of the ghoul boss.

So the scream turned into a scream, and the round-eyed ghoul struggled like a fish out of water in Mars' eyes.

"Mars, my apprentice, come here, don't be like a waste who cries like a child in the face of holy water." The mentor's call came from a distance.

In front of Mars, the glass wall by the door of this cell is rising, and on the open ceiling, the shower nozzle for spraying water is sticking out.

The holy water was spraying, the whole body of the ghoul was smoking, and it was howling, but a mechanical hand took off the sock from under his feet, balled it up and stuffed it into its mouth understandingly.

When the glass wall was fully raised, the entire corridor fell silent.

Mars moved on.

"Young Pansio child, you are doing well, that ghoul is a barbarian." A prisoner sat on the sofa and greeted Mars.

"Hello, sir." In Mars's perception, this is a very dangerous existence, but this prisoner is sitting in a cell with red wine and a sofa like a civilized person at this time, living like a The rich man on vacation, his cell doesn't even have iron bars.

He is also the last prince of the vampire court. In order to escape the pursuit of vampire hunters in Trafanisia, he voluntarily stayed in the tower black prison - because of this, his cell is not guarded, and there is no need to worry He escaped to endanger the civilians of New Hangzhou, because outside the tower there was a full squad of Trafanishian vampire hunters led by the legend of the three Trafanitians waiting for him, because the whole Trafani The Shia tribes are all waiting, waiting for the end of the feud between Trafanishians and vampires since the era of catastrophe.

In the vampire museum established by the Trafanesians in the old Trafanesia Free Territory, there was already a vacant seat waiting for the skull of the vampire prince.

"Okay, don't worry, your mentor is calling you." The prince smiled and got up: "You don't mind if I follow to see the excitement."

"No problem, you are free here." After Mars finished speaking, he followed Meng Zou's pace.

Entering the gate guarded by the omnic, Mars saw his mentor, three men hanging on the wall on the torture rack, a brother standing by smoking, and an elf.

Ah, Mars recognized her—it was the kind lady who gave Mars a bowl of noodles in the Beijing headquarters.

"Okay, Mars, you are here, let me introduce these three to you, they..." "They are the three people who participated in throwing my father's body into the sea, right?" Mars said Go here and look at his mentor: "Teacher, why did you ask me to come?"

"I want to see how much you have learned from Korgan. I have entrusted you with it. Can I ask you today?" the instructor asked with a smile.

Mars nodded, and then looked at the omnic: "Please borrow a meat grinder from the chef. It's okay to be old, but it must be finely ground." After finishing speaking, Mars looked at the omnic struggling on the rack. The three guys who watched: "ah, by the way, I forgot to introduce myself, I am Mars, maybe you should recognize me, yes, I am the son of Marley, the guy who was thrown into the sea by you son."

The three guys struggled even harder.

"Don't get too excited, the meat grinder is usually prepared to punish those useless waste in the dead eye group. I will cut off your left hand and left leg like the group leader. After all, you are really useless. But don’t worry, your lunch at noon today is steamed buns, stuffed with meat.” Mars sighed at this point, he looked at the three guys who were about to go crazy and asked his mentor: “Teacher, can you untie it first? Is the rope on their mouths, I think they have something to say."

For this request, Mars' mentor smiled and agreed.

(End of this chapter)