He turned his head and looked wistfully at the golf course and the horses walking outside.

boom!

He pulled the trigger.

In the hall with broken stone pillars, a group of Nighthawks wearing black windbreakers and silk top hats appeared around the wrecked altar. The leader was Saint Anthony Stevenson, Archbishop of the Backlund Diocese of the Church of the Evernight Goddess.

"Destroyed by someone?" He whispered, without stopping any longer, he went directly to the stone gate leading to the inside.

Thick darkness emerged, and the stone door opened without a sound. Saint Anthony led some Nighthawks inside and went deep.

Along the way, they didn't find a single guard or anything of value, and it seemed as if the place had been forcefully cleaned up.

Finally, they arrived at the deepest room, but there was still nothing there except walls and stone pillars. The blue light door that Klein had come out had long since disappeared.

The lanterns in the hands of several Nighthawks suddenly lost their light, and the room was enveloped in darkness.

When everything returned to normal, they found that the surrounding walls had melted away at some point, but there were no hidden doors or tunnels behind them. They were either thick mud and stones, or the corridors they had come from.

Saint Anthony was silent for more than ten seconds before speaking: "Try divination.

"Search nearby."

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Ah Choo!

Klein walked through the cliffs and woods without roads, and sadly found that he seemed to be really sick.

The residual effect of Mr. A's extraordinary ability, coupled with the drenched state in winter, made him shamefully catch a cold.

However, he didn't dare to stop to collect dead branches, light a fire, bake clothes, and dry banknotes, because he was afraid of being found by the Extraordinary of the church.

Even though he has already obtained a semi-official status from the "Mechanical Heart" with the endorsement of Stanton Essinger, but the two highest-level cases involving the awakening of the "Primary Witch" and the descending of the "True Creator" must be They will accept strict investigations, for example, go to the "Mechanical Heart", the Punisher, and the Nighthawks to taste black tea in turn, and retell the whole process actively or passively.

There are two hidden dangers in this. One is that he has acquaintances within the Nighthawks. Although the appearance of great detective Sherlock Moriarty is quite different from that of Klein Moretti who died in the line of duty, it is almost impossible to tell them apart by photos. But if he really wants to face to face, he still has no confidence. Second, because of the similar approach, the Church of the Goddess of the Evernight is not very friendly to people and things related to the God of Death. Under siege, the helper "summoned" by detective Sherlock Moriarty at a critical moment is a powerful descendant of the god of death. This is a problem that cannot be washed away.

"The extremely high-status powerhouse just now may be rushing to deal with Ince Zangwill and '0-08', and has no time to pay attention to me, a small friendly character like me, but I can't be careless because of this. I should run have to run!

"Well, if you have a chance, you can write to "Mechanical Heart" and explain the second reason why I have to leave Backlund temporarily. In this way, there may be opportunities for cooperation in the future. Of course, you must first secretly Observe whether the "Mechanical Heart" has strong hostility towards the descendants of the god of death... I don't know how Mr. Ards is doing now...

"Hehe, maybe in the official announcement, Sherlock Moriarty died from a meteorite falling from the sky, so he lived up to his identity, his name..."

Klein endured the alternate state of fever and cold, trying to find a small town as soon as possible and enter the crowd.

Only in human society can the abilities of "faceless people" be brought into full play.

The woman who cooperated with Mr. A, uh, should be a witch, went to the East District... Judging from the situation of the ceremony, there may be a large-scale death there, I don't know... Klein, who has the spiritual intuition of a fortune-teller, suddenly felt heavy. .

At this moment, all the colors in front of his eyes became intense, as if they were splashed with oil paint by the gods.

This feeling disappeared in a flash, and Klein found himself far away from where he was originally, and saw Azik Eggers with bronze complexion and soft features appearing beside him.

"Mr. Ards, are you not injured?" He breathed a sigh of relief.

"Yes." Azik replied frankly, and then smiled, "But for the 'undead', this is not a big problem."

Klein felt relieved, and asked instead, "What about Ince Zangwill and '0-08'?" JrNovels.com