Father Mavie

Chapter 890 Darkness, Hidden God (two in one, please subscribe!!!)

"If there is something wrong with the hotel proprietress, why didn't Commissioner Larch detect it?"

At St. Basil's Cathedral, Levine raised a question: "Aurora Society has strict standards for the three detections of extraordinary creatures, and nothing will slip through the net!"

Although nothing is absolute, Mavey can understand Levin's confusion, and he feels the same way.

The magic props carried by Aurora Society specialists are specially used to detect possible extraordinary creatures. Even gods will be detected.

How did the boss lady escape?

"Go and call Commissioner Larch. I have something to ask him, and Edward."

"it is good."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Edward took Lucky into the room and felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

"Larch, answer me, when you interrogated Roy O'Brien, did you use the three-step test method as required?"

"Yes, I fully followed the regulations." Larch said: "After routine inquiries, I used the Moses Ball on Roy O'Brien to confirm that there were no magic fluctuations in his body and that he was not carrying sacred objects. Then I asked Roy O'Brien again. She used a mithril tuning fork and searched her mind."

The three testing methods were all in accordance with the regulations. Lucky did nothing wrong. He didn't even know what Ma Wei asked him to do.

Is it suspected that it has collusion with extraordinary creatures?

How is this possible!

It's a vampire!

Why did the vampires who were completely loyal to Edward turn to the god of judgment, Theracula?

"take it easy."

Noticing Lucky's nervous little movements, Mavi motioned for it to calm down, and then asked Levin to take out the mithril tuning fork.

"Next, I'm going to test you."

Seeing the mithril tuning fork, Edward, who was leaning against the wall, realized something, straightened up and said, "Do you suspect that Lucky's memory has been tampered with?"

"I absolutely trust the loyalty of the Commissioner of the Aurora Society." Mawei said: "If the hotel proprietress Roy O'Brien has questions and Lucky answers correctly, it must have encountered force majeure."

Edward glanced at Lucky and said to him, "Relax."

The tense body gradually relaxed, and Lucky closed his eyes.

Ding--

Levin gently struck the tuning fork, and the tuning fork made of mithril immediately emitted unique sound waves, activating the internal magic circle.

At first, Lucky had no reaction, but when Levin struck the tuning fork again and again, the sharp sound waves poured into his soul like a storm, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on Lucky's forehead.

In the memory, the conversation between it and the hotel proprietress Roy O'Brien became blurry. The other party's red lips opened and closed, as if she was saying the most touching love words in the world, but she just couldn't remember what the other party said!

Lucky tried his best to think, but suddenly a tearing pain burst out from the depths of his mind. He covered his head in pain, and his body arched like a cooked prawn.

The action of striking the tuning fork stopped, and the severe pain subsided. Lucky opened his eyes and looked at Ma Wei to explain something, but found that Ma Wei and others' attention was not on it at all, and they were staring at it. .

Lucky turned his head and saw Edward, who had beads of sweat remaining on his face. His face was ugly and his eyes were cold.

"Master, you."

"It seems you are not the only one whose memory has been tampered with."

Ma Wei asked Levin to put away the tuning fork, kept tapping the table with his fingers, and said in deep thought: "Edward's amnesia was not an accident. We have known about it for a long time. Now that Lucky's memory has also been tampered with, it means that the hotel proprietress is very suspicious."

"Want to take action?"

"Monitor it first and find out the details."

Seokula went deep into the Romanov Kingdom. He would definitely not act alone. He would definitely have helpers.

Considering that the hotel proprietress showed her gemstone ring to him intentionally or unintentionally, Mawei felt that she was not Seokula.

In this case, why not follow her and find out where Seokula is hiding?

The news that Aurora will raid the Nikko Hotel has spread. If Seokula is in Mosk, he will definitely be more vigilant. If the hotel proprietress is arrested at this moment, will the frightened Seokula escape?

The answer is yes.

At present, Seokula doesn't know that the Church of Truth has targeted the hotel proprietress. As long as there is peace for a day or two, he will relax again. When the time comes, he will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!

"And the two birdmen captured today, interrogate them immediately. I want to know their purpose of infiltrating Mosk!"

"Yes!"

Late night, St. Peter Street.

The lights on the street were dim, and only the drunkard was left. She had just apologized and refunded the customer. After finishing her work, the proprietress closed the store door, carried her bag and walked home.

The hotel was damaged during the Aurora Society operation and needed major repairs before it could reopen. Fortunately, the church was responsible for all compensation, so it would not cause too much damage.

It was too late, there were no carriages on the street, and the landlady could only walk home. It was clearly the middle of the night, and she didn't feel a trace of fear as she walked on the deserted street. She twisted her waist and walked as slowly as if she were walking. He was humming a song and walking very slowly.

The public security in Mosk is already very good compared to other cities. Even so, the church still does not recommend wandering around the streets in the middle of the night. In the Magic Age, if you really encounter any danger, it cannot be solved by a few patrol policemen.

The road home tonight was particularly quiet. Drunkards were walking unsteadily on the street, and some simply lay on the street and fell asleep, holding a wine bottle in their arms.

Seeing the strong man lying in the middle of the road, the proprietress did not choose to take a detour, but simply stepped on it, just like stepping on a carpet.

"Ouch!!!!"

The heel of the shoe sank deeply into his abdomen. The sleeping strong man opened his eyes suddenly and raised his hand to grab the ankle of the landlady. But when he reached halfway, the sole of the shoe hit his face hard and kicked him unconscious.

After doing all this, the proprietress continued to move forward as if nothing was wrong, walked around two corners, came to a house, took out the key, and opened the door.

click

The door opened, and the entrance corridor was dark. Only the moonlight shone in from outside the door, making it cold and pale.

Taking off her shoes, the proprietress stepped on the creaking floor with her bare feet, gradually disappearing into the darkness. Behind her, the door closed silently.

Snapped!

In the darkness, a big hand reached out, accurately grasped the boss's neck, and pressed her against the wall, followed by a rough and deep voice.

"What good have you done?"

It was hard to breathe when her neck was strangled, but the landlady still smiled: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

"Why is the Nikko Hotel being investigated?"

"Aurora will send a commissioner to track you down, and accidentally discovered the extraordinary creature hiding in the hotel. It's that simple."

"Why do suspicious supernatural beings live in the hotel? What on earth do you want to do!"

Using a little force with his palm, he lifted the proprietress up.

His face was red due to lack of oxygen, his eyes were staring into the darkness, stubbornly refusing to look away, when another voice sounded in the darkness.

"Please show mercy. She is a popular figure in front of His Majesty Napoleon and was ordered to help us. If we kill her, we will have no way to explain to His Majesty Napoleon."

After a few seconds, the palms were released, and the proprietress fell to the ground, covering her throat and coughing.

"Give him an explanation? Does he deserve it? It's just a dog raised by Anatole."

The cold voice sounded again, full of warning: "There won't be a next time."

The dense darkness receded, and the other party seemed to have left. A thin man stepped forward tremblingly, helped the proprietress up, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

".fine."

Caressing her neck, the landlady retracted her gaze into the darkness and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry." "Yes, yes! I made fish soup, it's in the kitchen, it's still hot."

"Send it to my room."

"As ordered."

After a while, a thin man knocked on the door with a bowl of fish soup and two pieces of bread.

"Enter."

Opening the door, the man saw the proprietress sitting in front of the dressing table, her back straight, applying cosmetics to her hands, looking through the mirror with a pair of indifferent eyes.

The man quickly lowered his head, put the fish soup and bread on the table, and retreated to the door: "You can use it slowly."

"How are things going?"

"We have lost the opportunity to contact Levine Berger and can only wait for the opportunity. I am still collecting locations where Levine Berger often hangs out."

As he spoke, the thin man glanced behind him and whispered: "If we want to complete the mission of the Lord God as soon as possible, we should go to London. As long as we find Helena Sheffield, we can find Levin Berger. "

There were reminders inside and outside the words. The thin man seemed to want to get the landlady out of the control of that existence, but his heartfelt words only received a 'hmm' from the landlady.

Then there was no reply.

Sighing, the thin man closed the door and left.

After he left, the landlady brought fish soup and started eating it with some bread. The red fingerprints on his neck were very conspicuous and it hurt.

"Is this man Dominic Corral?"

At noon, after the disguise, Ma Wei looked at the thin man walking out of the house and asked: "What does he do?"

"Sometimes I go to the hotel to stay overnight, but most of the time I just hang out and hang out in various pubs."

Levin took a small spoon and frantically put sugar into the coffee, saying as he put it: "He would drink until he was drunk every day before going home, and then he would go out to the market at noon to buy some vegetables, meat and eggs."

Hearing this, Ma Wei smiled: "It's not very good to hide it."

Ma Wei, who had lurking experience, dismissed the thin man's poor disguise.

Pretending to be another person is not simple, it involves habits, way of speaking, appearance, conversation, and diet.

All aspects must be taken care of.

When Marvey pretended to be Nicholas von Manstein, he not only learned the Frederician language, but also imitated the speaking habits of the Fredericks, and then managed to fool him.

On the other hand, except for the appearance of the thin man, who is the same as Dominic Corral, other aspects can only be described as unsightly.

An alcoholic who hangs out in pubs all day actually goes to the market to buy food?

This is the Romanov Kingdom!

It's Mosk!

The daily food of drunkards is bread, sausages and pickles!

There isn't even anything to heat!

What market is he visiting?

There is nothing more ridiculous than this. Although I am an alcoholic, I drink too much, and I drink until I am so drunk that I don’t come home until midnight, but I am a good man. I will go out to buy food and cook at noon, prepare dinner for my wife, and then go out to drink.

What nonsense!

These two characters are simply torn apart!

How did it come together?

"This has been his course of action in recent days."

After taking a sip of the overly sweet coffee, Levin wiped his hands, took out a map and spread it on the table. He pointed at the red dots on it and said, "He went to a tavern near Red Square a few days ago. According to Maomao Report, he ordered a glass of beer and started chatting with people. When the conversation was happy, he would treat people, and then "

"Then what?"

"Inquire about the two of us." Levin licked his lips: "You heard right, this kid is probably here for us."

"The Apocalypse God System still refuses to give up on you."

With emotion, Ma Wei said: "Roy O'Brien, the hotel proprietress, is of a higher rank than him. Although they are husband and wife on the surface, they are secretly a superior-subordinate relationship."

"So Dominic Corral is not Securula?"

"Certainly not."

Mawei shook his head, having no clue as to Seokula's whereabouts.

The other party is hiding very deep and has not shown any clues so far. The only flaw is that the hotel proprietress deliberately exposed it!

Don't the hotel proprietress and Seokula have the same heart?

It shouldn't be

Ma Wei wondered in his mind, since they were all members of the Apocalypse God System, how could it be possible that they were not of the same mind?

Could it be an internal discord, signaled by Anatole?

This is probably unlikely. Even if there is internal discord, the gods of the Apocalypse God System have gone through ups and downs together. There is no way they can cause any obstacles in the face of great right and wrong!

Thinking of this, Ma Wei felt that the hotel proprietress was probably not a member of the church.

If you think about it this way, you can explain why the other party secretly reminds you.

What he was wearing was not a pair of pants, so why betray him?

"She's a woman, isn't she the mole?"

"Brother, who are you thinking of?"

"The Duke of Chevalier."

"Freya? Isn't she in London? How can she help the Apocalypse God System?"

As he spoke, Levin suddenly reacted: "The Duke of Chevaly in Paris? Maria de Chevaly?"

"I'm not sure." Mavey said: "Although Maria is loyal to Napoleon, she shouldn't be able to use magic unless"

"Unless what?"

"Unless she is a demon, that would explain why a demon came to our aid when we were in Paris."

"It can also explain the disappearance of Brother Edward's memory!" Yunia interjected: "It was the devil who took away Brother Edward's memory, and it was also the devil who tampered with Commissioner Larch's memory this time! The devil must have a way to control memory! They are It’s planned!”

"You're right."

Ma Wei narrowed his eyes: "There was no need for Maria to reveal her identity as a demon, but she still did so. It proves that Scyracula will affect the plans of the ancient god's forces and must be destroyed."

"In that case, why didn't she tell us directly? Did she have to remind us in a roundabout way?" Levin was very puzzled: "I showed the ring to you, brother. What if you didn't notice it?"

"She must have a backup plan, such as the two birdmen we captured!"

(End of this chapter)