Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me Chapter 232

On Thursday morning, not long after Klein finished his breakfast, he heard an unexpected doorbell.

Not only that, but what surprised him even more was that this reckless visitor was none other than Louis Evans, who had been missing for two days.

"Detective Evans, do you have anything to do with me?"

Klein looked up and down the unshaven former collaborator, who didn't seem to have taken care of his image for a long time, and stepped aside while puzzled.

Dunn, who hadn't had much rest in the past two days, was polite, and quickly walked into Klein's living room. After a hasty greeting, he sat down on the single-seater sofa.

"I'm sorry to bother you at this time..."

He took the warm water handed by Klein and took a sip before continuing:

"I received a more difficult case in the past two days, and I haven't had much rest. If it wasn't for the adjustment made by the church, I might not be able to come back now."

"Church?" Klein looked at each other in surprise, and sat opposite him with a teacup in both hands.

Although they planned to assassinate Kapin together, it was only because the two had the same view of the incident, or they both had a relatively strong sense of justice, so they put together a temporary cooperation. Klein did not think that the relationship between the two was over. It's so good that they can completely hide that they are Beyonders with secrets.

Blinking his eyes, Dunn covered his face against his habit.

"Yes, because of some cases, I was barely an informant of the Church of the God of Steam and Machinery. They lacked the ability to require 'Nightmare' in their latest operation, so they hired me in a hurry."

Hire?

The more he listened, the more puzzled Klein became. As the Steam Church, which lacked the most "craftsmen", they should have enough Sealed Artifacts to make up for their lack of ability. Even in an emergency, Backlund's three major churches would Cooperate and help, why hire an informant whose identity is unclear?

It seems that he saw Klein's doubts, and Dunn, who kept rubbing his face with his palms, forced himself to cheer up and asked back:

"Do you know about the recent New Ripper incident?"

Klein nodded silently. He just saw the relevant report in the newspaper when he was eating.

"The property left by Jason Beria had exploded for no reason and injured the members of the Steam Church, and within two days, the 'devil' suspected of being a blood worshiper launched revenge against the Steam Church." Dunn let go Covering his face, he pushed his glasses, "This kind of provocation completely angered the Church of Steam. After discussing with other churches, they asked for the full right to dispose of the Ripper case."

That is to say, the Steam Church is trying to maintain its own majesty, so it has no choice but to ask other churches for support, so it has no choice but to hire informants... However, the newspaper did not report how serious this time was, it was just a tactic. Similar independent cases.

Klein was still a little puzzled after listening to Dunn's introduction.

"Is it okay to say it directly? You should have signed a contract with the Church of Steam, right?"

Dunn shook his head.

"I saw your name on the informant list they provided."

With that said, Dunn, who was deeply tired even by the "Insomniac", took out a document from the inside of his coat and handed it to Klein, who was facing him.

With disguised dark red eyes staring at Klein who was reading the document, Dunn let out a slow sigh of relief.

In fact, the real reason for Klein's sudden visit was not the Ripper case at all.

Although the recent frequent "devil" killings have reached the eighth, and more clues about blood worship have been unearthed, it really caused a headache for the Steam Church, and Dunn had to take the risk of being suspected. The real reason to expand the scope of employment to include some experienced informants and launch the investigation together is the two victims of the eighth case - a night watchman and the former mistress of Jason Beria.

Although I don't know why these two people happened to meet each other and were killed by "devil", the fact has already happened, and the Steam Church could not come up with an excuse to prevent the Evernight Church from intervening. "Has joined the investigative team.

Even though I haven't gotten a definite response from His Highness Edmund, I've basically confirmed that Sherlock Moriarty is Klein, if the Church's "Red Gloves" follow Jason Beria's in the investigation. The mistress started, one touched our previous cooperation, and discovered Klein's abnormality when he fell into a dream...

Dunn's eyes sank imperceptibly. He didn't want his team members to go to the church court.

No matter for what reason they escaped death, changed their faces, or even changed their beliefs in the eyes of others, they still sacrificed their lives to protect Tingen as heroes, and heroes should not be treated like this.

"If I hadn't seen the seal of the Steam Church, I would have a hard time believing that this would have been a decision made by an Orthodox Church."

After reading it carefully, Klein put down the document in his hand and couldn't help sighing.

The Church of Steam actually adopted a method similar to that of the previous Siviras Field, and summoned forces outside the organization, but the police chose detectives, and they chose those informants with reliable resumes, those wild Beyonders.

After this operation, regardless of whether it is successful or not, the Church of Steam must endorse these wild Beyonders... Klein pondered for a moment, and then pondered:

"I have no reason to decline this invitation."

Seeing that the atmosphere was a little heavy, he tried to make a joke.

"If other Beyonders in Backlund knew about this document, they would be crazy about it."

"I'm glad you think so." Dunn smiled back without any emotion, but the dark circles under his eyes accentuated his exhaustion.

Klein handed the document to Dunn again, "So when do I need to fulfill my obligations."

Hearing that Klein made this commission an obligation, Dunn couldn't help frowning, but he replied normally:

"Starting from tomorrow, after all, not all informants are so easy to reach and persuade."

"If the Blood Worship Cult and another 'devil' were aware of the actions of the Steam Church, and the ninth case would become both official personnel and informants killed, it would not be worth the loss."

After drinking the little warm water left, Dunn stood up. After resisting the dizziness of his brain for a second or two, he took the initiative to bid farewell to Klein and walked out of No. 17.

Not only does Klein need to prepare, he also needs enough rest to make up for his state.

Seeing Dunn walking into the diagonally opposite house, a tall and straight figure swept past the window, and finally stopped in the bedroom on the second floor. Klein withdrew his gaze and his face instantly sank.

"What does another 'devil' mean?"

"The deceased Jill Valentine, twenty-eight years old, freelancer."

"The deceased Gilbert Nelson, thirty-one years old, night watchman."

The female voice without much emotion read out the record just made. The man in the black trench coat who was squatting beside the corpse withdrew his palm, and his blood-red gloves were stained with a faint blue.

He handed over the Beyonder characteristics left by his comrades to the team members behind him, turned to look at the female colleagues who were continuing to record, and asked in a deep voice:

"Daly, have you got any more clues?"

Wearing blue eye shadow and blush, Dai Li glanced at it and replied quickly:

"The curse of the 'devil' destroyed Gilbert and the spirit bodies of the other deceased, and even the spirits nearby were inexplicably dispelled more than half of them, and the rest almost didn't have the ability to communicate, or were frightened. There is simply no way to ask for valid information.”

Perhaps it was related to the death of a colleague. Daly Simone did not use her usual rhetorical habit of "color", but just stated the facts in an official tone, with a slightly magnetic voice that was calm and unwavering.

The team's captain, Sost, nodded, as he recognized the other party's judgment. As a "Requiem Master" who is also a Sequence Six with Dai Li, he also has the ability to communicate with spirits, but when he found it difficult to obtain After the clues, I wanted to hear the opinions of the "necromancer", but there were mistakes.

"Bring back the victim's corpse first to join the Mechanical Heart..." Sost waved his hand and ordered behind him. Before he could finish speaking, he saw a young "Red Glove" who had just been assigned to his subordinates. Crouching next to the female victim, with his head slightly sideways, he seemed to be observing something.

"Leonard, have you found anything?"

Sweeping the messy hair behind his ears, Leonard swept his green eyes and replied with a smile:

"No, I'm just curious about the scars left on the deceased."

As he spoke, he turned his head to the side again, silent for a second as if listening to something, and then looked at Daly.

"Ms. Daly, when you checked the corpse just now, did you feel that the wound didn't look like it was left in the fight?"

Dai Li raised her eyebrows and looked back at the corpse on the ground subconsciously. After thinking for two seconds, she said slowly:

"Judging from the state of their muscles, they are indeed too relaxed, but the possibility of having experienced battles cannot be completely ruled out."

"Gilbert is a Sequence Seven's 'nightmare'. Even a 'demon' is incapable of allowing a Sequence Seven who is good at frontal combat and has mastered the ability to dream to die without resistance." Sost also recognized Daly. the opinion of.

Leonard still kept smiling, and habitually turned his head slightly, even if his guess was refuted, he was not discouraged.

"Then what if the other party caused Gilbert to fall into an effect similar to being hypnotized through some curse or other abilities."

Soest's brows clenched, and Daly on the side also became serious. They re-observed the wounds of the two of them. Compared with the wounds of the previous victims, their faces gradually became condensed.

"I'll write down your guesses, but this requires follow-up proofs."

With Sost's approval, Leonard nodded slightly, still smiling at the corners of his mouth, and then took the initiative to restrain the corpse on the ground.

The crisp sound of the leather boots hitting the floor walked in. Daly looked down at Leonard who was putting the woman's body in the body bag, squatted down slightly, and whispered.

"You're very good at hiding yourself."

Leonard's hands in blood-red gloves trembled, his slightly stiff face remained unchanged, and he pretended to be calm and said:

"It's true that sometimes I can't suppress my desire to express myself."

Ignoring the surprised gazes of others, Daly kept her half-squatting posture and kept her voice low.

"Then you don't have to turn your head so often next time, just like a nervous little boy."

Unspeakable embarrassment climbed up his cheeks, and Leonard, whose face was flushed, was about to refute when he saw Daly get up gently and walk out the door.

He looked around in a panic, and after confirming that no one was paying attention to him, he said urgently in a faint voice:

"Old man, did Ms. Daly see you?"

The thumping sound that appeared in the ear as the nervous blood accelerated still took over everything, and the old voice was long after several seconds.

"It's your actions that are too obvious."

Pales, who was floating in the outer layer of Leonard's spirit, was speechless.

"With the personality and experience of that 'necromancer', she shouldn't have guessed that there is a 'parasite' in you, at most she just mistaken it for other reasons."

"Besides, based on the relationship between your captain and her, I don't think she would doubt you because of this."

"That's good..." Pulling the zipper of the body bag closer, Leonard breathed a sigh of relief.

"Okay?" Pallez sarcastically "snorted", "Next time you can try to be so obvious in front of your archbishop, and by the way, help me to test whether your goddess has my existence in addition to his angels. Tell it to others. UU reading www.uukanshu.com"

Hearing the old man's almost undisguised sarcasm, Leonard's cheeks flushed even more, he hurriedly brushed his hair, covered his forehead, and hurriedly followed his companion.

Backlund, Eastern District.

After confirming that the information brought by Louis Evans was correct and that there was no additional danger hidden behind the gray fog, although Klein was a little surprised that "Mystery" disappeared again, he still did not do any unnecessary things and hurried After leaving the gray fog, he continued with his original planned schedule.

Klein, dressed as a worker, walked down the stairs of the cheap hotel, went around the corner, and inadvertently stopped at the back of a figure wearing a peaked cap.

He continued to do what he was doing, pretending to be sleepy just after waking up, took a newspaper from the newspaper shelf, and continued to look at the figure under the cover.

The man wearing a peaked cap is about 1.7 meters tall, of medium build, and has an ordinary face. The only thing that can be called distinctive may be a particularly obvious dark red birthmark under his left face. The fact that the body is deformed by engaging in physical labor for a long time.

But this is not the reason why he attracted Klein's attention. The real point is that he is also one of the many communicators of the new teachings of the Aurora Society in the Eastern District, and this is almost a matter of the bright.

Finally, after waiting for a while, Klein found a chance to get in touch with the man in the peaked cap.

He rolled the newspaper into a paper tube, walked over slowly, and patted the man on the shoulder mysteriously.

"Brother, do you know the great creator?"

Chapter end