Mystery: Outlander Gods of Bloodborne

Chapter 26 Arrodes
"Thank you," Klein responded with a smile, "but I am a believer in the god of steam and machinery, may steam bless you."

He waved his arms, and painted the Triangular Holy Emblem of the Church of Steam in the air.

After the Nighthawk smiled and nodded at him, he looked at Yager.

However, following the sight of the tired Nighthawk drifting to the rear, Klein soon discovered in horror that Yager on his left drew a new moon on his chest without changing his expression.

"May the Goddess bless you too." Jagel bent the corners of his eyes gently.

As a young man with slightly soft features, who could be commented by the old lawyer Emond as a nobleman, his smile is extremely deceptive.

Even Klein, who witnessed everything, had a hard time connecting him with the murderer who slit Sequence Five's throat 10 minutes ago.

Please, Mister Bishop, be normal!You are so scary now!
A false believer in steam, a real goddess house cat with a smile on the surface, but an mmp in her heart.

Compared to tenderness, Klein, who witnessed someone committing a crime, only felt a strong sense of ominousness.

His former boss had the word "Danger" floating above his head, as if a demigod was going to smash the scene.

It's a pity that the Nighthawks facing them couldn't see the essence clearly through the appearance.After Yagel took the initiative to show kindness, he also relaxed his guard slightly.

It is rare for a polite and friendly gentleman to commit a crime, although there are many exceptions.

The night duty officer tidied up the dark gloves on his hands, and took out a notebook from the inside of the windbreaker: "I'm sorry to disturb you two, but we need to know about your itinerary tonight. There is an incident in the direction you came from, and the church is investigating."

"Ok."

Yager and Klein both nodded.

"What are the two names, please?"

"Sherlock Moriarty."

"Jager Durest."

This name is so familiar...and why does it feel weird?

After reporting his name, Yager couldn't help but glanced at Klein.

Maybe I met old William?Or in his lost memory?For some reason, he always felt that Klein would be an evil high-intelligence detective and criminal.

?What seems wrong?

Before Yager could figure out where this strange combination was, the Nighthawk asked the next question: "Why are you two traveling late at night?"

Klein and Jagel paused for a second at the same time.

It is obviously inconvenient for Yagel to come out to investigate secretly tonight. Even if he is not involved in the Extraordinary case, it is enough for him to drink a pot if he is reported to Duke Negan who strictly prohibits the investigation.

As for Klein, he came out in the first place because he offended a well-known person.

But adhering to the politeness of not allowing the demigod to speak first, Klein explained: "I am the detective who reported the case of the Zmanger Party to the police station some time ago. Today, my client came to me and said that the Zmanger Party surrounded me around my residence, so I went with him to his residence in the East District to avoid it."

and many more.

After explaining, Klein suddenly realized that something was wrong.

Why didn't he think of going directly to the church or the police station to hide when he heard that the Zimeng Party appeared near his home?This is obviously his first choice when encountering a crisis.

He was probably misled by that Extraordinary with the same sequence as 0-08.

Because the bishop noticed it the moment that Extraordinary appeared, so it is very likely that they are at the same level.It is obviously very simple for demigods to mislead him with this Sequence Seven.

Klein's fist hardened.

The nasty sequence where 0-08 is!

"Well, okay." The Nighthawk wrote and drew in his notebook, "Sir, please consider going to the police station or the church next time, they will give you better protection. So this is your client?"

"No." Yager took the topic, "We met in the East District. I used to work in the old William's pawn shop in Midtown, but I was fired a while ago. I was looking for an acquaintance to ask why, and I happened to meet Detective Moriarty."

Both of them tried to avoid lying, so as to escape the extraordinary detection from the church.

Klein has already solved the spirits of the dead. Under normal circumstances, the church cannot trace them. As long as they are not proven to be lies by interrogation, they can get away safely.

However, compared to Klein's easy-to-explain motives, Yager had to add a lot of water and distort the facts.

"I see." The Nighthawk continued to nod, "Then what is the route for the two of you to come back from the Eastern District?"

"Come over from East Wharf Street, ready to go back to the Jowood District." Klein replied in place of Jagel who suddenly appeared halfway.

Fortunately, when he got on the carriage, he didn't pass by the coachman, but directly entered the carriage from the side.Miss Sharron's footsteps were heavy after being injured, and there was just the sound of two people getting into the car.

Otherwise, they would be in danger of being inconsistent with the driver's confession.

Next to him, Yager was a little surprised.

The detective actually lived on the same block as him.What a coincidence that Midtown is so big.

"No problem. Then, please leave your address, and we will let you go after we finish the procedure."

"15 Minsk, Jorwood District."

"No. 24, Hydrology Road, Jorwood District."

The Nighthawk scribbled down a few lines, then closed the book and put it back into the inside pocket of the windbreaker: "After my colleagues and I have completed the procedure, we can let you go. Wait a moment, both of you."

He smiled at the two with tired dark circles under his eyes, turned and walked into the door of a carriage that opened in the distance.

The traffic in Backlund was unusually heavy late at night, so he personally didn't suspect these two young men who came back from the Eastern Borough.

In just half an hour, he had questioned ten middle-class teenagers and girls, two viscounts, one duke, four officers from MI[-], and one military personnel.

Without a card, I didn't know that Central Street was so bustling at one o'clock in the morning.

He knocked on the door, and leaned into a carriage clearly printed with the logo of the God of Steam and Mechanics.

Yagel, who had a guilty conscience, silently turned on the improved version of Spirit Vision, and watched the progress there remotely.

Unlike the local Extraordinary who dare not mess around next door, Yagel has been in this world for so long and has not heard the saying that he cannot use spiritual vision casually.

Maybe it's at least a true god level because it can make him have an accident.

As soon as the Nighthawk stepped into the carriage, he looked at the loveless man in the corner with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Bernard, I have to trouble you again."

Bernard's face was rigid and his temperament was quite tough, but what was contrary to him was that he was now wearing a ridiculous afro, and there seemed to be faint sounds of electricity in the curly hair.

The Nighthawk could only try his best to make his smile apologetic, to cover up his real unbearable laughter.

Bernard sighed in despair: "Becklund should have set a curfew."

"Of course, of course, the city government really should reconsider."

Bernard took the notebook from the Nighthawk, and looked at the mirror on the carriage seat with a heavy heart.

This silver mirror is smooth and translucent, with almost no trace of dust, but the surrounding edging is ancient bronze carvings, with a very contemporary style.

"Dear Arrods," Bernard looked at the demon with eyes that wanted to die but couldn't, "May I ask if the person Mr. Jack just asked is telling the truth?"

(End of this chapter)