Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

Chapter 331 Hidden Thoughts

Esther stole the pile of skeletons on the ground to ensure that there was no residual extraordinary power nearby, and Benjamin also helped her conduct corresponding investigations - although he was just pretending.

After that question came up, Benjamin seemed a little absent-minded. His eyes quickly glanced at Esther's focused eyes. She was folding the red cloak again and stuffing it back into her pocket.

Such a casual storage method would definitely be considered blasphemous by the fanatic followers of the "Hanged Man".But the word that releases the seal is not like an ordinary "password", is it a special title?It's like Zoya's special name for her father...

I don’t know why, but after thinking of this, Benjamin’s expression became even weirder.

Esther saw that Benjamin's expression was very subtle, so she comforted him softly: "Don't worry, this cloak is very docile and will not take the initiative to eat people."

Benjamin raised the corners of his mouth with a half-smile. Even he had to admit that this way of comforting people was too unique.Without commenting on Esther's speech, Benjamin pointed to the window above the building next to him:
"We'd better go to the second floor to investigate. That person fell from the window before."

"By the way, there's something I want to ask you. What does that kind of gibbering sound like from your perspective?"

Benjamin looked at Esther curiously: "That was not a simple noise or noise, but more of a mess of information that was incomprehensible. After mixing and superimposing, it brought out the impact of extraordinary power. Can't you hear it?"

"In my perception, there is only a weakened buzzing, but looking at the pain of the cultist, the influence of the babble on others seems to be quite strong." Esther subconsciously pulled the hair around her ear.

"Yes, babble can indeed be regarded as a 'weapon'. For people with lower sequences, babble is extremely fatal. Even just a sigh from a mythical creature may make a low-sequence Beyonder lose control and go crazy."

Benjamin turned his head with confusion and looked at Esther: "Knowledge itself may also contain pollution. Have you not experienced a similar situation?"

Esther raised her head and looked at the window: "We'd better go up and take a look. There's nothing abnormal nearby."

After saying this, she took the lead in reaching out and grabbing it once, and her figure had already landed outside the window, standing firm at the corner of the window sill.

"What a straightforward way to change the subject."

After Esther looked inside the room for a moment, she nodded to Benjamin below, and then the figure disappeared from the outside of the window. Benjamin then stole the distance and stepped on the edge where Esther had just landed.

Through the broken glass windows, one could see several iron file cabinets piled up in the narrow room. The room was dim and there was no light. There was an extinguished candlestick on the square table in the corner.

Esther was also looking at the things in the house and started to check the cabinet next to the candle.

Benjamin stole the distance again and appeared directly in the house. Fortunately, Esther dodged quickly, otherwise she would have been hit by him.

Esther wasn't sure whether Benjamin meant it or not: "There aren't many places here, so be careful."

"I'll go take a look in the corridor and investigate the nearby rooms." Benjamin smiled, squeezed past Esther, and opened the door.

The corridor without windows was darker, but this was not a problem for Benjamin. It was just that when he stopped by the door, he looked back at Esther: "Actually, I also have something to ask you."

Esther was checking the broken glass on the ground. When she heard Benjamin's questioning voice, she turned her head: "What do you want to ask?"

"Would you like to guess my question?"

Esther thought carefully for a few seconds: "Looking at what happened tonight, I think maybe I can give you a little trust. I agreed to go to that rally with you, but if Amon is really lurking in the rally, I think It won’t be that easy to catch.”

Benjamin suddenly laughed: "Actually, that's not what I want to ask. But since you said so, let's make this decision."

She was really concentrating on thinking about what the problem was just now. This thing alone made Benjamin feel quite happy. He just wanted to play a trick on Esther.

As for the question he wanted to ask, Benjamin just said it casually, so that he did not reveal his thoughts.

A few minutes later, the two met again.

Benjamin had confirmed the traces left by the cultist in the building. The man got in directly from the side door that was forgotten to be locked. This was not a planned hiding place, but an ordinary warehouse with a few offices.

In the room, Esther found an empty wooden box that smelled of blood, as well as simple ritual materials.

"Aren't you going to search the corpse's coat? There must be a wallet." Benjamin asked.

Esther looked at him blankly: "I want to hand over the body to the extraordinary people of the church. When the time comes, my wallet is gone. How should I explain it? A high-level extraordinary person came to help, just to take it away." The suspect’s wallet?”

"Why do you need to explain? Just lie to them. And you do have the assistance of 'high-sequence extraordinary beings'."

Esther subconsciously patted her pocket: "This is true from a certain perspective, but I don't want them to know the inside story."

Benjamin looked puzzled. He was genuinely confused: "You obviously have a more convenient way to solve this matter, so why are you wasting your time and energy to tangle with those hunting dogs of the Church of the Night?"

Esther shook her head in disapproval: "Don't talk about them like that. They have been working hard to protect the residents of this city. What I am doing is not a waste of time and energy, I am just respecting their dedication and responsibility."

"Your moral standards as a 'thief' seem to be a bit too high." Benjamin sighed with sadness on his face and shook his head. "...I thank you, just think of it as your complimenting me."

Benjamin chuckled: "You're welcome."

Esther looked at him helplessly, and finally smiled gradually: "I want to go back and tell them about this matter, and put a finishing touch."

"I think you don't need me to go with you. After all, I'm really not familiar with them." Benjamin pushed up his glasses. "I've finished my work here, and it's time to go back to the hotel."

"Working?" Esther asked curiously.

Benjamin said vaguely: "Just catching up with friends, a bartender with no ambitions. He thinks Tingen is more comfortable, but I think Backlund is better..."

Esther nodded. This was Benjamin's privacy after all, so she didn't ask any more questions.

Benjamin was slightly relieved for this. If Esther really dug into this matter and even went to the bar to investigate, the bartender wearing a monocle might have said something nonsense.

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Esther "returned" the corpse covered with a layer of clothing to the Blackthorn Security Company. She only told others that "a certain sealed item was used" and did not explain what happened in detail.

It is at least better for the suspect to be brought to justice with his body still warm than to let the cultist wander around. The investigation on the victim has also produced preliminary results. The lady who calmed down a little explained her husband's two... The behavior of frequent encounters with people.

In the end, the incident was classified as "murder by a cultist", leaving a dignity for the victim.

Esther walked out of the autopsy room where the body was placed, with Sika beside her. Frye was collecting the bones in the room, recording the characteristics of the bones and keeping files for subsequent investigation of the suspect's identity.

Xijia was full of curiosity about this "Goddess Favorite", and during the casual chat, he felt that she had a familiar familiarity.Esther's age and demeanor did not look like that of an elderly ascetic believer, which made Sika wonder whether Esther, like Dai Li, had special talents on the extraordinary path.

"The boy you brought before is currently sleeping in the nightwatchers' lounge, Admissor. Our colleagues are helping to take care of him."

Esther smiled subconsciously, but she was nervous for the next meeting. In order to calm her embarrassment, she asked: "Tingen's team doesn't seem to have many members now? I remember there were more members in the past two years. The team members inside.”

Xijia sighed: "I didn't expect you to know these things. Then you may have heard of the 'Sir of the Evil God' incident that happened to Tingen. At that time, we lost... alas, a very young and brave teammate."

Sika paused for a moment during the narration, but then continued as usual: "There is also an old team member who stayed in Tingen City after leaving his job and focused on recuperating. After that, our captain and another team member All team members were promoted, transferred to the Backlund region, and joined the Red Gloves..."

Xijia's words stopped completely, and the smile on her face looked a little sad.

Esther sighed softly in her heart: "I have heard about that thing. It was done by Ince Zangwill. Later, he left Tingen with the sealed artifact and the ashes of Saint Selena, and is still in Wanted by the Temple."

"Yes, they just want to find out the matter and track the murderer's whereabouts."

Sika's voice became softer and softer, and then she didn't speak again. The two of them walked through the corridor in silence.

Esther had walked this road many times. She and Sika stopped almost at the same time and stood at the door of the Nighthawks Lounge.

"Then I'll go back first and help the captain prepare a report. When you leave, let Admissor come and let us know, so we can..."

"It's okay, I know you are very busy," Esther waved her hand to Xijia, "I don't need you to see me off."

She hesitated for a moment, then pointed out the crimson moon in her heart: "The goddess will protect Tingen."

Sika also made the same gesture, with a more pious tone: "Praise the goddess."

Seeing Xijia turn around and leave, Esther held the door handle, pushed the door open and walked into the lounge.

The rabbit was wrapped tightly in the long blanket and nestled on the couch. For an 11-year-old child, the space on the sofa was more than enough for a small bed. Even in his sleep, his brows were frowning subconsciously.

Another young man with black hair was flipping through a book and immediately raised his head when he heard a noise near the door.

The moment he saw Esther, his eyes immediately became dazed and disoriented: "Light..."

Esther closed the door behind her: "Hello, Admissor."

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