our family is gone

Chapter 187 Extra Story: Aftermath

"what!!!"

"Why haven't you found it yet? What are you all doing?"

"Trash! Trash! A bunch of trash!"

The sheriff vented furiously, and standing in front of him were the sheriffs of this area, but now they were all so scolded that they couldn't even lift their heads.

No way, it's been two days and I haven't found any clues yet.

They didn't know how the thieves bypassed the police, committed multiple crimes without alerting the owner of the house, and took away the huge amount of assets.

This major case was about to fall into unsolved cases, and the sheriff, who was the main person in charge, was of course anxious.

This is not related to his official career, but the head on his neck. Maybe the higher-ups will use his own knife to give those people an explanation.

Hurry, hurry... I'm almost dying!
At this time, a little policeman hurried in from outside.

"Sheriff, someone is coming from above."

The sheriff's expression was dull when he heard this, and he was still blaming his subordinate for his weak arms, and the next second he fell down on the chair with a dead face, muttering:

"It's over..."

The rest of the policemen also showed different expressions. They were a little relieved. It would be best for the superiors to take over, at least they don't need to be overwhelmed.

Some of them gloated a bit when they saw the sheriff like this, oppressing them every day, all the money went into their pockets, and they didn't get any of their own, and they had to be scolded after exhausting themselves.

They can't wait for the sheriff to explode in place!
Only a few showed signs of concern.

"Hmph!" The sheriff came back to his senses, and looked at a few of them.

Noticing the reaction of his subordinates, he couldn't help reminding him with a stern face.

"Don't you think you can escape? Think about those who were on duty that night~"

Sure enough, as soon as these words came out, the expressions of the policemen all became weird.

Such a large amount of money was stolen, but the people on duty didn't find any problems at all. The suspicion of inner ghosts was too great, and those people were controlled by the sheriff that day.

Even if it is finally found out that it has nothing to do with them, the crime of dereliction of duty cannot be escaped.

Although it is said that this is hard work and the money is not much, but it is stable, and wearing this kind of skin, ordinary gangsters will avoid three points when they see it, and they can get some extra money.

It is the only one in Totnes. If there is no such skin, let alone other problems, the gangsters who have offended before are enough to drink a pot.

Not to mention that if you go to that prison and walk around, it's not a place for people to stay. If you don't die, you will shed a layer of skin. It's hard to say if there are old and young in the family.

For a moment, they all knew how powerful they were, and the oldest policeman among them stood up with a smile on his face.

"My lord, we naturally know the key points, but we have already investigated everything that should be investigated. What should we do now?"

"What should I do~" The sheriff can't be an idiot to sit in this lucrative position for so long, and he also reacted after knocking on the bottom.

"You and I go and stabilize the people coming from above first, and as for you guys, hurry up and check for me, don't be afraid of offending people, check it hard for me, I don't believe how he can bring out Totnes with so many things !"

The sheriff still has a bit of courage. The matter has reached this point, and he doesn't care about other things.

He believes that as long as the thief is caught, everything will be fine~
Those subordinates also understood what the sheriff meant, and they were required to investigate those smugglers who smuggled people and those who were involved in the black market.

These people seem to be controlled by some kind of gang, but in fact they are all controlled by people behind them. In the past, as long as everyone gave enough "rules", they would be well-behaved, not to mention that these people are not in their own jurisdiction. Now they offend those people...

"Idiot! I don't have a choice, do you have a choice?" Seeing their appearance, the sheriff could not know what they were thinking, and immediately scolded them.

The old policeman also understood, so he followed the words to persuade him.

"We're all in the same boat."

For so many years relying on their skin to bully others, they are destined to be reluctant to part with power, even if it is so weak.

When those people dispersed, the sheriff and the old policeman went to meet the people above.

It's just that when he came out again, seeing the sore expression on the sheriff's face, he knew that this trip had paid a huge price, but he only won two days.

But they got a piece of information—those businessmen couldn't swallow this breath, and they were asking Andorra detectives to investigate, and they had to find out faster than that detective.

"Your Excellency must have heard of this Andorran detective, right?"

"Who doesn't know him in Totnes? Isn't it the Andorra who didn't inherit the family business, but ran to become a detective? All the ladies in the city want to see him." The sheriff couldn't help frowning when he heard the name .

The police in Totnes knew this flamboyant aristocratic detective, but he did solve several major cases. It can be said that the noble ladies in Totnes were eager to see him.

This is a disgrace to the police department. The cases that could not be solved were solved by detectives, which only shows the problem of ability.

It used to be that they watched jokes in other districts, but now they have become jokes~
"My lord, the thief's methods are brilliant, maybe he may not be an ordinary person~"

The old policeman's words were a little cryptic, but they were more or less exposed to some things in this position.

"what do you mean?"

"Be prepared with both hands, and we can also find some people with special talents to help."

"You mean those people on Rat Street?" The police chief couldn't help but look at the old policeman. "You are related to those people, so you are not afraid of the church..."

"Rules are dead, people are alive, who doesn't know that place is above..."

"Stop talking!" The sheriff directly raised his hand to interrupt him, and fell silent. But at this time, he was also in a hurry to go to the doctor, but he still didn't forget to warn.

"Don't forget we're in the same boat."

"Don't worry, my lord. I have something to do with that person." Naturally, the old policeman understood the key point and immediately made a promise.

Although he is a police chief of a division, he has never actually been exposed to those things. One is that he doesn't believe it, and the other is that he doesn't dare, so when he passed through the wall, he looked indescribably surprised.

Another side of this Totnes was showing him.

"A friend of mine has lived here for more than ten years. He told me that there was a Roma who knew divination. Unfortunately, he didn't know where he went recently. However, there are still many capable people on this street. Help the adults."

The old policeman took the sheriff to an antique shop, and the sheriff looked at the surrounding furnishings, most of which he did not recognize, but with his experienced eyes, he still understood that these antiques were genuine, and the value of them was hard to explain , I am afraid that the antiques here are worth millions.

A foreigner must have some ability to open such a large store here. For a while, he also had a little hope, and the original resistance gradually became acceptable.

Shaking the bell on the table, the crisp bell rang, and soon a person came out.

The visitor was tightly wrapped in a thick and complicated robe, and his hair was wrapped in a turban. Even the lower half of his face was covered, only the upper half of his face was exposed.

With all kinds of beaded accessories on his body, it looks very messy.

The sheriff immediately recognized from the dark skin that this person was not from the Empire, and that she was a woman, but it was a bit difficult for him to judge more from the exposed eyes.

"I'm looking for your master." The old policeman was familiar with it, and he took out a strange gold coin and placed it on the counter to signal.

Seeing this, the woman turned and went in, and soon came out to greet the two of them.

"Come in with me."

There was no wind in the passage, but an inexplicable chill was felt. It seemed that there was a miserable wailing in the ear, which made the place even more eerie, and he shivered unconsciously.

I can't help complaining in my heart, and I will never come to this kind of place to deal with these people again.

But now I can only go on with it.

Soon he went down to a secret room, surrounded by thick bluestone walls, except for the main entrance, there was no light at all, only a few flickering candles, making the environment look gloomy.

But what made him feel even more uncomfortable were all kinds of strange things placed around him, the deformed organs soaked in the potion, the twisted and weird statues of alien gods, the bones of various unknown creatures...

Sitting cross-legged in the secret room was a thin, dark-skinned man with profound features, sunken eyes, no hair but a square pattern on his forehead, and a thick black beard around his mouth.

The man was wearing a loose, short-sleeved white shirt, revealing a string of white bone beads around his neck, and a strange thing sunken below.

But for some reason, the sheriff involuntarily shifted his eyes to the ornament.

It has a triangular shape, with a hollow in the middle, but the outer length is decorated with fangs, and there is a round hole in each of the three corners, giving people the feeling that something is missing.

Under his gaze, the depth in the middle was like a bottomless pit, and he didn't know where it led. It seemed that his soul would be sucked away by the black hole uncontrollably, but soon he was awakened by this man's voice.

The bald man held the special gold coin. After the person came over, he seemed to be sure of something and put it away, so he looked up at them.

"I can shoot, but it's not enough~"

The bald man's voice is slightly weird, with some weird accents, but the common language can be understood.

"Oh!" The sheriff came back to his senses. No matter what he said, he had seen the world, but he didn't continue to lose his composure.

There are many foreigners in Totnes, and the sheriff can probably tell from his characteristics that he should be a Levantine from a distant country, and he doesn't know why he settled here.

But the trance just now deepened his vigilance, but these wizards really have some strange methods, and they don't know what price they will pay.

Thinking of this, the sheriff couldn't help but think of the sacrifice he had made to his superior just now, his heart was bleeding~
But in order to keep his position, even his life, he had to go all out.

"what do you want?"

"Alone~"

Originally, the sheriff was ready for him to ask for a price, but then he realized that he didn't want money, but a person?

I asked you for someone, why did you ask me for someone instead?

"Who do you want?" But he didn't dare to be presumptuous, instead he asked cautiously.

"A sacrificial offering~" The bald head grinned, revealing a mouthful of jagged, missing teeth.

And that expression didn't look like a smile at all, the muscles on his face seemed to be stiff, only the corners of his mouth twitched.

Just looking at his face, the sheriff felt an inexplicable pressure. This is not human at all...more like a greedy monster.

Soon a deal is struck, with the sheriff offering to pay him an innocent in exchange for the ritual that follows.

"Catherine, go prepare for the ceremony."

…………

"This way please, Mr. Detective." The maid welcomed him in, but she still couldn't help but secretly looked up at the famous Totnes aristocratic detective.

A handsome young man no older than 20 years old, the clothes on his body do not have the luxury of aristocrats, but a gray coat, a black shawl and a top hat, and a pair of leather gloves on his hands. Quite a mysterious gentleman feeling.

Perhaps noticing the maid's gaze, the detective looked at each other and nodded slightly, but the smile on his face was slightly frivolous.

How handsome!

The maid's heart fluttered at this glance, and she even pulled her mind unconsciously, as if there was a special charm on him.

"Mr. is finally here!"

A cry woke up the maid, and before she could turn her head, a huge figure walked out. The person who came was the owner of the house.

"Mister must find out the murderer." The owner of the house did not have the temper of a wealthy businessman to the detective, but was very respectful on the contrary.

The reason is simple, this person is a son of a nobleman who lives in the upper city.

Not to mention that the money is related to the turnover of my business. If something goes wrong, my whole family will go bankrupt and get out of Totnes.

That's why they, rich businessmen, paid for this man together. Although it was quite painful, it was the only way to do this for the lost money.

Anyway, they no longer have any illusions about those policemen who are lying on the ground, and they even think that those policemen did it.

Otherwise, who could take away so many things in this environment?
"Don't worry, I can't solve the case if I make a move." Andor smiled confidently, obviously not paying much attention to the thieves.

And his posture also fascinated the maid beside him~
so handsome...

"Then trouble sir, and tell me if you have anything to do."

Seeing that the detective is so confident, coupled with the previous rumors, the wealthy businessman is also relieved for the time being.

"I need to ask the first person who found the scene to ask some questions."

"Me!" The maid stood up without hesitation and replied, "I found out."

The maid was beaten and scolded by the owner because of this incident, but now she feels lucky because she can talk to him a few more words.

"What was the situation like?"

"I came over at five o'clock in the morning, and as soon as I opened the door..."

The maid told about the situation at that time, and after some inquiries, a key point caught Andor's attention.

"You said all the windows in the house were open at that time?"

"That's right, it's very strange, because I obviously closed the windows before I left." The maid confirmed it after a little recollection, maybe she also had doubts about this matter.

Andor walked through a few windows under the leadership of the maid, but there was no sign of prying, and it seemed to be opened from the inside.

"Then why did they open the window?" Andor leaned over to look out the window, and he knew there must be a reason for doing so.

Either it has something to do with the method of taking away the property, or you want to cover up something...

correct!

Andor seemed to realize something, and turned to the rich businessman and asked, "Did you hear anything that night?"

"No, it's strange to say that I used to sleep very lightly, but I slept very well last night, and I was not woken up until the morning."

Hearing this, the corners of Andor's mouth curled up slightly, "I know why the thief opened all the windows, just to cover up his method of using incense."

Speaking of Andor, he returned to the gate and began to simulate the route of the thieves.

"They broke the door and came in, then poured in incense, waited until everyone fell asleep and started searching, and then opened the windows before leaving to eliminate the residual smell."

It's just that there is another problem at this time, how did they take away several boxes of gold coins and various antique jewelry?

"Are you sure it's one hundred thousand?"

"That's right. This is the funds of the Chamber of Commerce. A box is [-] yuan. It is locked in the basement. It is a custom-made, half-person-high iron box. It can't be broken by knives, axes, or guns. There are two locks on it, and one person cannot move it."

"There is no trace of dragging on the ground, and even the boxes are gone. They were not transported away in batches. It must be a gang committing the crime. There must be no less than two people, and there must be a carriage or something outside, otherwise it would be difficult to transport away. unless……"

Speaking of Andor, he stopped. He was born in a noble family, he knew more than ordinary people, and he had seen some interesting methods.

It's just that he stopped suddenly in the middle of speaking, which made everyone curious, but the rich businessman was even more anxious.

The money is related to his wealth and life, you say it!

"Did the police see any suspicious carriages or other means of transportation that night? For example, going back and forth many times."

"No, those policemen said that it was very quiet that night, there was basically not much movement, and there were no cars coming in or out."

"Is there a sudden large sum of money in the market? Is there any goods on the black market?"

"No, we keep an eye on the market. The police have already checked the black market."

"That's strange~ Could it be that the prisoner is in this residential area? He didn't transport the things out, but stayed in this most dangerous and safest place?"

Andor thought about it, walked out of the house, and checked the front and back.

"If you go in and out with heavy objects, you will definitely leave traces, but there are no traces now, which is enough to show..."

Andor laughed as he spoke, but his slightly narrowed eyes became a little greedy, and his attention was not here at all.

"What do you mean?" The rich businessman couldn't help but ask again.

"A funny little mouse~" Andor came back to his senses, and the weird smile on his face became peaceful, "Don't worry, any action will leave traces, and I will definitely help you find him."

Hearing this, the wealthy businessman breathed a sigh of relief, but Andorra made another request in the next second.

"I'm going back to prepare some things. I want you all to leave this house tonight, and I'll give you the answer tomorrow morning." As he spoke, he glanced around, put his eyes on the maid and added with a smile: "Keep her Just come down and help."

Although the rich businessman was puzzled, he still nodded and agreed.

The maid didn't even think about leaving her alone. Is she going to share a room with Mr. Andor?
You have to behave yourself well, if you are spotted, it will be...

Thinking of this, a sweet smile appeared on his face.

…………

At night, the residential area was surrounded by a lot of people, and everyone who wanted to enter and exit had to identify themselves. This kind of behavior implicated people who were not robbed, and gave birth to resentment.

In one of the houses, a strangely shaped carriage was parked at the door.

The few people who came down from it were the sheriff, the old policeman, and the bald master and apprentice.

"It took me a lot of effort to borrow the house, and I hope the master will find out the murderer!" The police chief couldn't help exhorting.

This is the property of a victim. The wizard asked to come to the scene, but he came and begged for a long time before borrowing from the rich businessman for one night, just to find out the murderer.

But the bald-headed wizard didn't care about that, and rushed in with his apprentice.

Seeing this, the sheriff had no choice but to follow quickly. Now he can't afford to offend anyone.

suffer~
The policemen outside also noticed the situation here, but no one wanted to ask questions. They all knew the rules. Sometimes knowing too much would be troublesome. They just did their own thing well.

Entering the house, the bald wizard sized it up and couldn't help but be quite disappointed, it would be very difficult if there were no dead people~
He didn't have much feeling about the environment inside the room, and he sat directly on the table and chair in the hall without any reasoning.

"Catherine."

With a call, the assistant removed the vase and teacup from the table, and took out strange things from the package and placed them on the table.

Before he could take a closer look at the wizard's voice, he drew the sheriff's attention.

"Where are the treasures you want to ask? Or do you want to find the thief?"

"Can't we both ask together?"

"That's two questions, another price~"

"Looking for someone." The sheriff and the old policeman looked at each other and replied without much hesitation.

If the money is found, the person will be blamed for not finding it. If the person finds it back, he has a hundred ways to get him to talk, and he will naturally know where the money is.

"How does the master plan to find it?" The bald wizard fiddled with the things on the table, and those unexplained movements made the sheriff a little suspicious.

"I have my own way. It would be easier if the person is dead." The bald wizard didn't bother to explain to people, but his disregard for life was revealed in those words.

There was a skull on the table, with strange patterns and lines drawn on it with strange paints, and it was on the emptied table.

The wizard raised his hand and pressed it on top of the skull, chanting words, while the other hand was tucked under the table, not knowing what to do.

Divination, prophecy, backtracking, these skills that try to spy on the past and the future are not powers that humans can master, and can only be performed with the help of some special props or borrowing power from some superior beings.

Even if this is the case, you must be a person with superb skills to dare, otherwise the backlash is not something ordinary people can bear.

It's just that what the wizard cares about is not this, because the skull in his hand is not a mortal thing.

He was a powerful wizard in his lifetime, but he killed that person with superior skills. The corpse is also a spiritual material, which he trained directly into several pieces of extraordinary equipment.

And this skull can enhance one's inspiration, make it easier to communicate spirituality, and at the same time protect one's spirituality.

Most of the extraordinary's strength is in the equipment, and this kind of treasure will not be sold even if he is given 100 million gold coins.

With the help of equipment to cast spells, it should be very smooth, isn't it easy for a thief to be in the position?
But why did he seem to feel something was wrong?

Out of the extraordinary instinct of caution, the bald wizard raised his hand and stopped the ceremony.

"How is the master?" Seeing this, the sheriff hurried forward and asked, but the wizard waved his hand.

Seeing his frowning, the sheriff couldn't help becoming impatient. He was afraid that something might go wrong, but he didn't dare to speak, he just muttered in his heart.

The wizard didn't care about the sheriff's reaction, and said outsiders didn't know about it. Just now he used psychic techniques to investigate, but it seemed that something was covering it up. Could it be that he met his colleagues?

But after thinking about it, he was wrong. If he was an extraordinary person and knew how to hide himself, he wouldn't be able to commit crimes for such a small amount of money.

As long as a transcendent with some strength is unlikely to be short of money, because it is not a system, gold coins are of little value in the eyes of transcendents, because good things are not measured by gold coins, and only spiritual crystals and spiritual materials are truly valuable.

So this thing...

Unless... a lucky guy who accidentally got a supernatural item?
By the way, only novices who don't know anything about the extraordinary world will do such stupid things.

If it were really that simple, the world would have been in chaos long ago, and the absence of chaos would naturally explain the problem.

I thought I was just looking for someone, but now it seems that I caught a big fish.

According to the situation, he can roughly guess that it is a piece of extraordinary equipment that can move items, and most of the items that involve space are rare items.

And some supernatural items with not simple origins have their own concealment ability, which cannot be found by ordinary means.

If it is impossible to find a supernatural item without clues, isn't it just giving yourself a chance now?
Equipment is too important for a transcendent, because they cannot bear the spiritual restlessness, human beings must use equipment to display their abilities, and those who can cast spells with bare hands without the aid of a medium are ruthless people.

Most of the extraordinary's strength is in the equipment. This is not a joke. A good piece of equipment can increase strength out of thin air, which is better than ten years of hard work.

Thinking of this, the bald wizard is no longer entangled. On the contrary, greed grows from the bottom of his heart. Now he is even more anxious than the sheriff, and he must find it before others!
He can't control so much anymore, it's time to show some real skills.

"Hmph! Catherine, get the things out."

The woman also seemed to sense the change in the master's attitude, and without hesitation, she put the package in her hand on the table and opened it, among which a strange lantern-shaped thing stood out the most.

The whole body is full of white bones, it is not known what kind of animal's skull is made, and there are actually two long horns on the humanoid head, and the fangs and sharp teeth are also preserved, which shows that this thing must have been extremely ferocious during its lifetime.

It's just that the monster's head and neck were made into lanterns at this time. The sheriff is a native of Totnes, so he is open-minded, but he still finds it difficult to accept these "unique" aesthetics.

But soon he will change his mind about that strange power.

The bald wizard didn't talk nonsense. He took out a light green powder and poured it into it. The next scene proved to them that this was not a lantern, and the object actually emitted a light green mist.

Only then did the sheriff realize that this was not a lantern but a special fumigation oven.

This fumigation furnace is also a transcendent item, and the powder is a refined essence, and the raw materials are "sacrifices" that can be seen everywhere.

The bald-headed wizard lifted the fumigation furnace, still muttering words, and held up the skull with the other hand. Orange-red fireworks appeared in the skull out of thin air, and even emerged from the eye sockets. They swayed with the movement, but there was no heat.

The light green steam billowed out and inhaled the wizard's nose and mouth, making him even more energetic, his eyes seemed to be radiant, and he could see through the fog.

It was just that a mournful wail sounded in the sheriff's ears, and it became clearer and clearer. The tortured prisoners in the prison had never heard such a scream that penetrated into the heart and soul, which made his skin crawl.

As the fog filled the air and began to spread to the entire hall, the sheriff subconsciously evaded, but he couldn't see what was going on inside the fog.

Catherine was not affected by the mist, she stared vaguely at the back of the master's neck, and under the wide cuff was a strangely shaped dagger.

The strength of holding the dagger became tighter and tighter, but finally he let go, and his eyes also restrained.

The bald wizard is fully operating the ritual, his consciousness is roaming the void, communicating with the abyssal monster with which he has a contract, and wants to use his power to search for that trace.

It's close... soon... we'll find it...

Ordinary people really can't figure it out, but with the blessing of a suit of luxurious equipment, he finally found it...

"Ah!" A scream sounded without warning.

The fumigation stove in his hand fell to the ground, and at the same time, the billowing mist that lingered on him seemed to be stirred up by something and quickly dissipated.

"Pfft!" The wizard spat out blood, and the flames of the skull held by him sprayed from the eye sockets, mouth and nose, and then exploded into several bone fragments scattered all over the ground.

Not to mention the sheriff, even the wizard assistant Catherine didn't expect the sudden change, and was stunned on the spot for a while.

The old Jianghu is still the old Jianghu, and there is never a shortage of life-saving means on his body. The wizard does not know what is working and makes a shrill sound, but the situation has not deteriorated, but he knows that there is one missing life-saving guy from his distressed look. , not to mention the skeleton artifact.

But at this moment, he didn't care too much, took out a potion from his pocket and poured it down, the ugly face was relieved a little, but he didn't have any intention of staying

"Go! Go!"

Catherine also knew that something was wrong, so she hurriedly packed up her things and helped the wizard to leave here, leaving only the sheriff to look at the mess on the ground.

Not right!

"Master, what are you telling me?"

"Get out!" At this time, the wizard was like a frightened bird, and he didn't care about the sheriff's affairs.

This kind of method is absolutely impossible for a novice. As for why he wanted to steal it, he can no longer control it. The existence just now died directly, and the aftermath passed over almost killed him. survive.

It is already extremely dangerous before they are found. How many lives will there be if the investigation continues?

I have already violated that unknown existence, and I can't even stand against the void monster. What if that person came to me?
Not only to get out of here, but also to escape from Totnes.

It's just that as soon as he went out here, the wizard inexplicably looked up at another house not far away. He could feel something, but he didn't intend to speak.

Another guy who doesn't know how to live or die~
There is no such thing as friendship between extraordinary people. How can they be friendly when they see each other as material?
Not to mention that the bald wizard is seriously injured now, and a lot of means have been consumed, and it is too late to leave, so how can he provoke other people?
"go!"

The carriage drove away, leaving only the sheriff standing at the door dully.

what is this?
…………

"Sir!" The maid opened the door and welcomed Andor in, feeling excited and excited.

Andor, on the other hand, was completely devoid of kindness during the day, with a hunger and thirst expression directly on his face, he went forward and hugged the maid, his hands were already wandering around his body, his head kept arching between his neck, breathing heavily .

"My lord~" Wherever the maid went through such a battle, her body softened all of a sudden.

But he didn't resist or beg for mercy, instead he groaned, with a drunken expression and heavy breathing.

It's just that Andor let go of his hand at this time, with a stiff smile on his face, but he still couldn't suppress the hunger in his eyes.

"Go take a shower, wash up a bit, and don't come out with clothes on."

As he spoke, he pushed the woman roughly, but this woman's head was full of fairy tales about the prince, so she couldn't care less about these weirdness, she turned around and walked in with a reply, seeing the joyful look, her brain had already been made by herself full of happiness.

Andor licked his lips unconsciously as he looked at the back, the hunger in his eyes receded slightly, but a look of disdain appeared.

The smell is wrong, not a virgin, and the smell of inferior perfume is all over my body, but I can use it~
When the woman came out, she was really naked as he said, but she raised her hand to cover the key parts when she was walking, she seemed a little shy.

It's just that the candles in the hall had already been extinguished at this time, and Andor also took off the clothes on his body at the same time, revealing the soft skin like white jade under the moonlight, every part of his body was just right, as if with a unique charm, even more than Women are more tempting.

Seeing this woman put down her hands as if lost in spirit, she unconsciously walked towards Andor, but didn't notice that Andor was standing in a ritual formation.

"You know, I'm a clean freak and don't like getting dirty."

Andor stretched out his hand to pull the woman into the formation, lifted her chin with his fingertips, looked at each other and said, "Otherwise, I can't wait to eat you as soon as I meet~"

The woman came back to her senses for a while, but she didn't react too much when she heard this. Instead, she looked at the body and echoed: "I belong to your lord, and you can eat it whenever you want."

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand and wanted to lean close to Andor's body, but he blocked it by raising his hand.

"I want to taste it now~"

The woman raised her head subconsciously, but she saw the completely distorted inhuman face and the red eyes.

"what!"

Where does the woman have more thoughts, everything turned into a scream, but it stopped in an instant.

The unspeakable scene was swallowed by the darkness, leaving only the strange and chilling sound.

After a long while, Andor stood up again, and unconsciously looked outside against the moonlight.

The slightly pale skin turned rosy, feeling the strength of his body, Andor stretched out his inhuman twisted long tongue and slid across the corner of his mouth as if wiping his mouth.

"Damn church! When will you be able to hunt at will~"

But then he turned to look at the ceremony under his feet, and grinned with sharp teeth, "Catch this little mouse first~"

He raised his hand and took out a gold wire round frame, carrying a monocle with a slender gold chain.

After the glasses came out, this kind of thing was eliminated. Only some nobles like to use this, just to show their status.

But this is not the case in Andor's hands, it is a real extraordinary equipment, and its ancient style is even more special.

Any action will produce spiritual fluctuations, and the shorter the time interval, the more obvious the traces, and this equipment can capture these traces and look back at the past images.

The identity of Andorra's detective depends entirely on this, but it consumes a lot of energy, and he can only use his strength after eating.

"No action will leave traces~" Andor smiled, stuck his glasses in his eye sockets, said his own mantra, and looked towards the entrance of the secret room.

"Let me see where the little mouse is?"

When the ability is activated, there is no reaction outside, but the scene inside the glasses is extremely strange, as if it is going backwards, and the scene becomes more and more blurred as time goes by, but it is still...

"what!"

A scream sounded, the lens shattered and fell to the ground, and Andor screamed while holding his eyes, the skin on his body was cracked like ice, and the strangeness hidden underneath was revealed, which is indescribable The aberrant thing, just a glance can make people mentally collapse...

Such a strong spiritual agitation was difficult to cover up even with rituals, and it directly caught the attention of some guys in the city.

In the Guangming Cathedral in Zhongcheng District, the big bell rang without anyone striking it, reflecting a faint white light. A plainly dressed priest in sackcloth slowly opened his eyes and raised the golden light cross that was ringing the bell. then went straight out...

An old man in a magic robe in the Mouse Street looked up as if he had pierced the void, but he just raised his staff and knocked the whole person, and he disappeared in place, and the wall at the entrance of the Mouse Street was directly solidified. The people also realized that something was wrong, and the newcomers were still tapping and trying to find their way back, but those old fritters hurried away, disappearing into the city like a mouse slipping into the sewer...

Every house in the upper city has its own movement.

The beautiful carcass loomed in the moonlight bathroom, and was wrapped in a big red velvet robe, with an ancient silver mirror in his hand...

A man in heavy armor stood up in the ancient castle, and saw that the battle armor was covered with traces of various battles...

The pale-haired old man in the collection room is turning the ring on his hand, and in front of him is a weird collection...

The fat body in the luxury manor stopped sprinting, and drove away the bedmate, the fat on his body was agitated, and the faces seemed to pop out...

In the Church of Wealth, the knight in golden armor pulled out a long sword made of gold with a complex pattern on it, and it was obvious at a glance that it was an extraordinary object...

In the dark secret room where the blasphemous statues were placed, the existence hidden in the black robe couldn't help but look sideways. The strange candlelight flickered, vaguely revealing the inhuman distortion under the black robe...

A handsome man in that prison, whose limbs were pierced and locked to death, seemed to have noticed something, with a manic smile on his face, and his eyes were full of madness...

Totnes tonight is not destined to be peaceful...

(End of this chapter)