Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 70 The Best Sacrifice of the Evil God
Dim gas lamps dimly reflected the products displayed on the shelves. Lewis asked the boss for some black tea and some high-quality coffee beans.

He bargained while asking the price, and occasionally asked about unrelated items such as spices and soybeans, just like a regular customer who frequents here.

Lewis took out two soli and five pence and gave it to the boss. He suddenly felt a needle-like gaze.

This sudden danger did not make him panic, he resisted curiosity and did not look back, but secretly rubbed the silver ring on his finger with his thumb.

After a few seconds, the needle-like sight disappeared, and Lewis also completed the transaction with the boss.

"Someone was looking at us just now. Did you see him clearly?" Lewis asked Blau. He had only come to Backlund not long ago and rarely made enemies.

According to speculation, the needle-like sight just now may have come from members of the Blood Worship Cult. During the operation to save Dick that day, the extraordinary man who looked out of the window not only spotted him, but also saw his face clearly.

"Well, a very athletic man, a little bald, but he's gone," Blau replied.

"Wait, the man who had sex with Mrs. Joan is also very strong, but I can't confirm whether he is bald." Lewis recalled the dream of divination, and could not help but conclude that the possibility of this man being the murderer was very high.

After picking up the things he bought, Lewis rushed outside the store. He tried to find the person who gave him a sense of danger before, but the person before him had already mixed into the crowd and could not be found anymore.

"I hope he just saw me by chance and showed hostility by chance." Lewis added silently. He didn't dare to stay here any longer, so he chose to leave.

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Near night, when the last ray of sunlight fell through the glass windows and the darkness gradually engulfed the street, Dick Yarling pushed open the door of the detective agency.

"Mr. Lewis." Dick Yarlin's face was full of grief, he bowed slightly, and said:
"I request to end the previous commission. My wife Joan Arlin has already..."

In the middle of speaking, Dick Yarlin choked up.

Lewis's heart trembled, he already understood what happened.

"The person who killed Miss Qiong was probably that extraordinary person. When I was doing the divination, they were still in bed."

Lewis was a little puzzled. It took less than an hour from the end of the divination to when he arrived at the scene of the crime, but the police's actions far exceeded expectations.

"No, there is definitely more than an hour in between! Divination is a hint from the spirit world, and the scene I have divined probably happened before the divination."

Lewis frowned. This tragedy was already doomed, starting from the moment Mrs. Joan entrusted herself to that extraordinary person.

"I've heard about this too. I'm sorry what happened to you." Lewis handed the handkerchief to Dick.

Dick took the handkerchief and wiped away his tears, and a moment later he was sobbing.

Lewis quietly waited for the other party to vent his emotions. After a while, when it was completely dark, he lit the gas lamp and boiled water.

Seeing that Dick Yarlin's mood was a little more stable, Lewis returned the bulky camera to him.

"I am deeply sympathetic to what happened to you. It's just that this incident was an accident. We are powerless and powerless to prevent it. I believe Ms. Joan can understand." Lewis suddenly remembered what he had done. Regarding fate, he is incompetent and incapable at this stage. Powerless to stop.

After a pause, Lewis asked again: "I want to know if Mrs. Joan called the police after you were kidnapped."

Dick Yarlin's pupils gradually lost focus. He stared at the dancing flames of the gas lamp for a while, and said coldly, "Sorry, I'm in a bad mood right now, and I don't want to mention this matter."

"Sorry, I shouldn't have asked more questions." Lewis poured Dick a cup of black tea, but Dick politely declined and left the detective agency.

After the opponent left, Lewis immediately tossed the coin.

"Mr. Dick was disappointed just now."

"Zheng!"

George III's head is facing up, which means that the result of the divination is positive, which means that Mrs. Joan did not call the police after Mr. Dick was kidnapped.

"If I'm not mistaken, Mrs. Dick was kidnapped and Mrs. Joan knew about it.

But Mrs. Joan, who had already cheated, wanted her husband to die, so she didn't go to the police. Instead, she just found a little-known rookie detective, and this rookie detective was me.

Finding a rookie detective will not only not save Mr. Dick, but also help Mrs. Joan clear her suspicions and leave her an image of a good wife, which is conducive to inheriting her husband's inheritance.

It's a pity that she was not lucky. Although I was a novice detective, I was not a rookie. I rescued her husband without much effort. "

Lewis sighed. At the moment Mr. Dick was rescued, Mrs. Joan must have been very unhappy.

However, he didn't intend to tell Mr. Dick the truth. It might be better for a gentleman to maintain a good imagination of his wife than to tell the other party the cruelty of the truth.

"Mrs. Joan is dead." Blau said calmly, "She died of her own greed and depravity."

"Degenerate?" Lewis frowned, and many things suddenly became clear.

A fallen soul is the best sacrifice to the evil god. The moment Mrs. Joan chooses to betray her husband, perhaps the end of death is already doomed.

"Sometimes, fallen people may be more terrifying than demons. Mr. Dick may never know that his wife is such a person." Lewis couldn't help but sigh with emotion. In any case, this matter will be handled by the authorities later, and it has nothing to do with him. .

Instead, he now hopes that the authorities will catch the Transcendent who seduced Mrs. Joan as soon as possible. After all, this may be related to his own safety.

There was no sound in the room, only the jumping light of the gas lamp showed that everything was not still.

Suddenly, Lewis' inspiration was touched, and he turned on his spiritual vision.

I saw a huge white bone claw protruding from the ground, and then threw the letter on the coffee table, and then the white bone claw retracted and disappeared.

"You never know which courier will send the letter this time. It's like opening a blind box." Lewis picked up the letter that Mr. Azik replied and glanced at the content on it.

"Mr. Ards decided to come to Backlund tomorrow. This should be considered good news, whether it is for me or the members of the Tarot Society." Lewis rubbed the corners of his eyes, and he burned the letters he had read without leaving The next trace.

Blau was shocked again by the huge bone messenger. Of all the messengers he had seen, the bone messenger must be the most shocking.

This doesn't look like a messenger at all, but instead looks like an extraordinary creature full of danger and power, and it's still at the leader level.

(End of this chapter)