I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

afternoon.

In the Intis Embassy in the West End, the new Intis ambassador walked into his office. After the assassination of the former Intis ambassador, Becklund, the diplomatic relationship between Intis and Rouen was tense.

Although Bakerlund's body was eventually found in an abandoned factory in the East End, when it was discovered, the ambassador's characteristics had been taken away, and a magical item had been lost.

After that, Intis did not give up the investigation in this area, and Ruen also sent someone to assist. As a result, there was no result after the investigation for two months. In the end, he could only give up temporarily.

Then, it took more than a month before a new ambassador came to take over the work of Beckron.

The ambassador, who was over forty years old, had two glimpses of a beautiful moustache and dressed in slightly fancy clothes. When he opened the wine cabinet in the office and poured himself a glass of red wine, he found a letter on the table.

He took a sip of the wine glass, walked over to open the envelope, and took out the letter from the inside.

There were only a few simple sentences in the letter, but the ambassador almost dropped the glass to the ground.

‘George III is plotting to be promoted to the Black Emperor! ’

Looking at the amazing information in the letter, the ambassador heard his heart beating, and he drank the wine in his glass. Then he calmed down, and a flame rose in his hand, burning the letter to ashes.

Putting down the wine glass again, the ambassador turned and shouted: "Come on, come on!"

Because there had been assassinations, the guards in the embassy had already been strengthened. Upon hearing the voice of the ambassador, two Intis officers rushed in.

The ambassador said solemnly: "Who has entered my office?"

The two officers exchanged glances: "Since you left in the morning, we have been here and never saw anyone enter the house."

The ambassador nodded and waved to let them out. Then, he took out the paper and pen, wrote a letter, then took a whistle from his pocket and blew it.

At the end there was a sound, but after a while, the ambassador’s inspiration was touched. He turned on his spiritual vision and saw illusory mud pouring out of the ground, and then light brown vines rose from the mud. Look at these vines so carefully. , You will find that they are all formed by **** together large and small arms.

The ambassador threw the letter out. It was obviously the messenger's weird vine that had wrapped the envelope, retracted into the mud, and disappeared with the mud.

When the ambassador was writing a letter, outside the office, a stout officer Intis said: "I'm going to the bathroom."

The other officer nodded. The short and stout officer walked into the bathroom, suddenly his eyes became blank, and then from his mouth, his nose, his ears, and under his eyelids, there were wisps of black. The sticky'liquid' poured out.

Those things fell to the ground, gathered together to form a black blanket, and drilled through the door.

After a while, the short and stout officer's eyes recovered. He didn't know what was going on, whistling and releasing his tight abdomen.

...........

Almost four o'clock in the afternoon, Sifa took Leftor to No. 12 Yilin Avenue.

At noon, after spending more than two hours enjoying a meal of Intis, Sifa sent his adjutant O’Neill away from the navy and stayed at home for more than an hour before taking Leftor out. .

When he came to the Hilton District, he had changed his original appearance and became a ‘duke’ with a grim face and a beard.

At this time, he rang the ringing bell of the arbitrator, but he was not very hopeful. Cromwell did not seem to be at home often.

Sure enough, Sifa stood at the door for about 1 minute, and no one opened the door. He shrugged his shoulders and planned to come again next time.

As soon as he turned around, he saw Cromwell and Lynn’s lawyer walking along the street. The two seemed to be talking about something. Lynn’s expression was a little gloomy, and often he was silent.

Xifa smiled and stood. When they came to the neighborhood, both of them noticed the existence of Xifa. When they raised their heads, Xifa pressed down his hat and said to them, "Good afternoon, gentlemen."

Cromwell's gray-green eyes flashed astonishment: "Duke, you always appear at unexpected times."

He immediately noticed Levtor, who was more than two meters tall and it was a bit difficult to not pay attention.

"This is Barr, my friend, the one that can pay for his life." Xifa gave a brief introduction.

Cromwell opened the door, and several gentlemen walked into the house one after another. Sifa took off his coat, took off his hat, and hung them on the coat rack.

Sitting down on the sofa in the living room, Sifa glanced at Lynn and resisted the urge to inquire. If the lawyer needs help, he needs his help, he believes Lynn will speak out.

Before that, the most correct approach is to leave some room for friends without asking casually.

Cromwell took out a bottle of red wine and a bottle of strong distilled wine from the wine cabinet, and poured them into four wine glasses.

He handed the only glass of distilled wine to Lynn, and gave the red wine to the two of Sifa. He sipped his own eloquence and said: "The new year is coming, will you stay in Backlund?"

"I can only say as much as possible." Xifa responded with a smile, and tasted a glass of Chinese wine.

The arbitrator glanced at Lynn: "Don't you have good news to tell the Duke?"

Lin reluctantly smiled, and said to Xifa: "The investment I made before has already paid off, and it should reach its peak in the first month after the New Year."

"If you take the shot at that time, you can earn at least 10,000 pounds, so you can get back around 25,000 pounds together with the principal. Of course, some expenses need to be deducted, but it's less than 100 pounds."

"I am preparing to transfer the relevant information to Cromwell, because after the New Year, I may not stay in Backlund."

Cromwell coughed dryly: "He has some troubles, so he plans to leave here and seek opportunities elsewhere~www.readwn.com~ Xifa looked at the lawyer and said: "What trouble, what can I do? "

Lynn took a sip of strong wine and laughed: "No, I don't want to involve you. Hopefully, we will have a chance to meet again in the future."

Cromwell opened his mouth as if to say something, and suddenly rang the bell.

"Hold on."

The arbitrator put down the cup, got up and opened the door.

The door opened, and there were two people outside, Cromwell knew only one of them.

The cold-looking, gold-wired glasses, is Lynn's guest, the surgeon Allen.

"Good afternoon, is Attorney Lynn here? We have been to his firm, and his assistant told me that Attorney Lynn has left with you."

The indifferent Dr. Allen looked in the direction of the living room from time to time, seeming a little anxious.

Hearing Allen's voice, Lynn stood up and responded: "I'm here, what's the matter, Allen?"

The arbitrator invited these two men in, and suddenly his living room looked a little cramped.

Allen walked into the living room and saw Xifa, a little surprised. He nodded slightly towards Xifa, then took two steps forward and whispered to Lynn, "There was something wrong with Talim. Not long ago, he was in the Cragg Club. Li suddenly passed away."

"His father decided to hold a funeral tomorrow, which requires some formalities, and the investment Talim made in you, his family hopes to be realized in order to survive the next more difficult time."

Although Allen's room lowered his voice, how could he conceal Sifa's eyes and ears? When he heard that the equestrian teacher passed away in the afternoon, Sifa was quite surprised and puzzled.

After all, Talim looked very healthy and young, how could he suddenly pass away...