Father Mavie

Chapter 420 Aurora Society, investigation (seeking subscription!!!)
"Wang Wang Wang!"

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The sound of dogs barking echoed in the darkness, the slightly cold wind blew through the leaves, rustling, and the dark clouds drifted, revealing the bright moonlight.Valery stood on the edge of the mine, looking at the dark bushes in front of him, his body was stiff, his back was numb, he dared not move, his heart was pounding, as fast as it was about to jump out of his throat.

He doesn't know what's in the forest, but the existence that can cause two hounds to bark is definitely not simple!
It may be a black bear looking for food. It may also be a poisonous snake. Is it a wild boar?
Various speculations flashed through Valery's mind, and cold sweat gradually flowed down. In the moonlit forest, except for the sound of dogs barking and leaves fluttering, there was a dead silence, but it was precisely this dead silence that was creepy and chilling.

Whoa!

"Wang Wang Wang!"

The leaves made a sudden sound, and the leading hunting dog, Fuka, suddenly went through the fence and rushed into the bushes as if he had found a prey. Immediately afterwards, Kafka, with a kerosene lamp in his mouth, let go of the iron ring in his mouth and bit Valery. His trouser legs began to tug, as if trying to drag him away from the bushes.

"Fka! Fuka!"

Valery didn't want to leave. He was worried about his hunting dog. Holding the shotgun in one hand, he yelled loudly to recall Fuka who rushed into the bush, but suddenly there was a dying cry from the hunting dog in the woods, and Valery's body shook. , the head 'hum' went blank all of a sudden.

The tugging sensation from under his feet disappeared, and the last hound, Kraft, heard the whimper of his companion before he died, raised his head high, stared at the dark and gloomy bushes, and shot out like a sharp arrow.

"Kraft! Come back!"

Valery yelled and tried to catch up with his stiff legs, but this time...
The dying whimper came faster and closer!
Kraft, who had just rushed into the bushes, fell down, and the opponent was already close in front of him. Valery was holding the shotgun, his arms were trembling, his stomach was overwhelmed, and there were bursts of acridness in his throat, as if he was about to vomit. Fear takes over.

Whoa!

The bushes parted, and under the bright moonlight, a huge figure emerged from the darkness. Valery's eyes widened suddenly, his heart clenched, and he subconsciously held his breath, forgetting to even pull the trigger.

Maybe.
It was he who thought that the shotgun couldn't kill the opponent at all.

Valery backed away, he couldn't even make a sound, his mind went blank, he couldn't think of anything, suddenly, his soles of his feet were empty.

The body fell backwards, and the rustling wind rang in his ears. Instead of being afraid, Valery felt lucky to escape from the other party quickly, and the next second...
Pfft!
"what sound?"

The workers who gathered in the workshop to play cards and drink heard muffled noises coming from behind the house, looked at each other, rushed out of the house, and saw the dead body lying on the open space behind the house.

"It's old Valery!"

"He accidentally fell down!"

The workers threw away the poker in their hands and rushed up. Poor old Valery was already bloody from the fall, but his eyes were as big as copper bells, as if he had seen something terrible.

No one noticed that on the edge of the cliff, a long sword with a flickering cold light picked up the kerosene lamp on the ground, and a huge figure stood on the edge of the cliff, looking at the bright moonlight above, not long after.
The figure returned to the forest with a kerosene lamp in hand.

The next day.

In the early morning, a carriage with the banner of the Church of Truth came and stopped outside the mine area. The door opened, and a figure jumped out first. It was the worker that Old Valery stopped yesterday after get off work.

Along with the workers came a priest holding the "Book of Truth". Behind the priest stood two pale young men in suits and leather shoes.

"Old Valery! Old Valery! Look who's here?"

The worker excitedly ran to the front of the wooden house and knocked on the door, "Open the door quickly! Father God has come to see you!"

The worker felt a little unbelievable. After he entered the city last night, when he passed by the church, he remembered the old Valery's request, so he told the priest about the recent strange situation in the forest.
The priest, who was talking with the two young men, heard the unusual situation in the forest. He immediately asked the worker's name and the address where he worked, and said that he would return to the mining area with him the next day.

The workers did not dare to neglect, and set off early in the morning with the priest.

Boom boom boom!
Boom boom boom!
After knocking on the door for a few minutes and finding no one in the house to respond, the worker leaned on the window, spat on his palm, and wiped off the thick layer of soot on the window. After looking around for a long time, he turned around and said, "Broca Father, old Valery is not here."

"Ah."

The priest holding the "Book of Truth" nodded his head, glanced at the surrounding forest, and said in a deep voice, "Let's take a look at the minefield."

Led by the workers, Father Broca and the others entered the mine area and found the workers gathered together, discussing and sighing non-stop.

"What? Old Valery is dead?!"

After questioning, the workers were shocked and speechless when they learned of the death of old Valery.

She was fine yesterday, why did she suddenly die?

"It was during the night watch, and I accidentally fell down from the mountain." Several workers said with a complicated expression: "Old Valery should have drunk before the night watch. He shouldn't have made such a mistake."

Father Broca asked, "Where is the body?"

"Behind the workshop, that fellow Ratkin is organizing a burial."

'Ratkin' is the nickname of the mine owner Dari Gav, which means a chubby pig. The workers call him this in private, and only call him 'boss' when they face each other.

Father Broca walked through the mine field and came to the workshop, just in time to see a group of people carrying a corpse covered in a white cloth into the newly dug earth pit. , with small eyes full of cunning flashing back and forth, pulled the little Valery beside him, and stuffed a few ruble coupons into the arms of the little Valery, chattering non-stop.

"Father!"

"Father Broca is here!"

Among the crowd, someone spotted the approaching Father Broca. Hearing this name, the owner of the mine, Darigave, trembled, and a trace of panic flashed across his face. , hurried up to meet.

"Father, Father Broca! Good morning! The weather is really good today! Why are you here?" Darigav's small eyes aimed at the two pale young men who came with Father Broca, and asked: "Who are these two friends? New monks recruited by the church?"

As he spoke, Darigave took out a few ruble coupons from his pocket and stuffed them into the hands of the two young men, as if he had formed a habit, "This is my donation to the church. No one is more loyal to the Goddess of Truth than I am! Swear! If I tell a lie, my whole family will die!"

The two young men looked at him coldly. Instead of accepting the ruble coupon, they took out a cowhide book with a classic cane badge from their pockets, and spread it out: "Aurora Society, Central Operations Department, Joseph."

"Aurora Society, Central Operations Department, Roland."

The smile suddenly froze on his face, and Darigave retracted his arms like lightning, hid the ruble notes behind him, and closed his mouth with a smirk.

He had heard of the Aurora Society, a special organization established by Pope Mawei, led by Archbishop Levin, independent of the Central Holy See, directly obeying the Pope and the Goddess, and not under the jurisdiction of the Cardinals. It is said that all the members inside have long hair Eight arms and six heads, with unique skills, can use strange magic, if they stare at you, you can declare the end of your life
Now it seems that the eight arms and six heads are pure rumors, and the gossip on the street is really unbelievable
But how could Aurora appear here?

Darigav looked at Father Broca suspiciously. Father Broca walked to the pit, pressed his chest, said a prayer, and asked the workers to carry the body out. He said in a serious tone: "The most recent period Over time, several cases of disappearances occurred around the city of Pechora. Most of the missing persons were hunters from the nearby villages. Among them were two police officers who were investigating the case.

Hearing this, Darigav was immediately relieved, knowing whether the aurora was coming towards him, he smiled again on his face, and leaned forward and said, "Father Broca, is there anything I can do to help?"

"Please call the workers at the time of the incident, I want to ask about the situation."

Originally, the investigation should be left to the local police, but unfortunately, since the case is likely to involve supernatural power, the church must come forward, and after the "changing the world", the local police system is at a standstill and has not yet fully recovered. recovery, so Father Broca had no choice but to bite the bullet and go on top.

Fortunately, he had read an article written by Dillock Holmes in a newspaper, so he had a better understanding of the process of solving the case.

Lifting off the white cloth covering the corpse, Father Broca began to examine the corpse, "There is no extra trauma. There is no trace of fighting. A left arm is missing. Internal organs are complete."

Father Broca, who didn't find anything unusual, picked up the shotgun on the ground, opened the barrel, and found that both bullets were there, and there was no gunpowder residue in the rifling. It was very clean, and it should be cleaned frequently.

The gun had never been fired, and the body had no signs of fighting other than the fall. Could it be that it fell accidentally?

"Where did old Valery fall from?"

"It's right here!" A worker pointed to the place where the pit was and said, "We were playing cards last night when we heard something fall from the back of the house. We rushed out and found that it was old Valery. They have to patrol the mine, and nothing has ever happened!"

Father Broca raised his head, looked at the cliff above the pit, thought for a while and said, "Go up and have a look."

Everyone came to the cliff. This is the edge of the mine. There was no cliff originally. The ground was hollowed out for mining, and the cliff was artificially created. The height is about [-] meters.

Standing on the edge of the cliff, Father Broca looked down, and based on the location of the pit, he judged the place where Valery fell. Just as he was thinking, Roland suddenly said: "There is a smell of blood."

Roland and Joseph, who were wearing neat suits, walked into the forest together following the smell of blood, and found two pools of dried blood remaining on the open space inside the bush.

Crouching down, Roland picked off a blood-stained leaf, sniffed it on the tip of his nose, and said with a frown, "It's not human blood."

"That's right!" Little Valery, who followed the crowd to the mountain, shouted: "My father also raised two dogs! They're gone!"

"It seems that the old Mr. Valery should have encountered something, and he didn't fall off the cliff by accident."

Father Broca stared into the depths of the gloomy forest, and asked softly, "Joseph, Roland, what do you think should be done next?"

"What else can I do?"

Roland threw away the blood-stained leaves, got up and said with a smile: "We came here to investigate the weird disappearance case. This is the task assigned to us by the master. No matter what happens in the deep forest, Joseph and I will investigate Clearly, as for you, Father Broca, my suggestion is that you stay in the city and wait for news from us, and if we haven’t come back tomorrow, you should notify the Central Holy See and ask them to send reinforcements.”

Father Broca frowned: "I think the Central Holy See should be notified immediately so that the Pope and the others can come in person, and even if it doesn't work, they should send Bishop Edward."

"If everything needs the Pope and Master to take action, what is the meaning of the existence of the Aurora Society?"

Roland and Joseph took out a few gold rings and slowly put them on their slender white fingers, a pair of black wings unfolded behind them:

"Remember, if we don't come back tomorrow, notify the Central Holy See immediately!"

After the words fell, the black wings vibrated, and a gust of wind was set off. Roland and Joseph soared high under the dull eyes of the workers, and flew straight to the depths of the forest.

(End of this chapter)