Mysterious Catastrophe

House of Baron Jacques.

It was a three-story mansion larger than the Stass' and located in Queens, considered a status symbol.

After entering the gate, Metana saw a man with platinum curly hair smiling in the living room, his face suddenly clouded.

"Metana, are you back?"

The mother in the living room got up and said, while the man continued to sit, pouring the wine that Baron Jacques usually kept in the cellar and was reluctant to drink.

"Meitana, I heard that you had a great time outside... Don't you say hello when you see the teacher?"

The man with the platinum wig raised his head, scanning Metana's whole body with wanton eyes.

"Hello teacher."

Metana lowered her head and whispered.

This is the private teacher 'Sander' invited by her father, who is actually sent by the 'Blood Clothes Club' to monitor their family.

Moreover, she has always had some dirty thoughts about her, and she did not hide it, which led to rumors of her having an affair with a tutor in the aristocratic circle, and her reputation plummeted.

This kind of behavior made Metana extremely disgusted. She was unable to move because of the 'Blood Deed Law' before, but now she was afraid that she would not be able to help but kill him!

"I'm going for a rest."

She pulled up the corner of her skirt and saluted, and ran into her room.

The moment she closed the door, Metana suddenly understood: "The Bloodcloth Club knows that I am an Extraordinary, so it is no problem to report and destroy an ordinary person's cult at will... But if it involves an Extraordinary, they will definitely investigate deeply... Therefore ...That adult pretended to be an ordinary person, also to reduce the influence and protect me? '

"It's really... beautiful youth."

Sander stared at Metana's back, and licked his lips: "It's coming soon...just be patient for another month...you don't have to worry about any damn plans to influence, and you can do whatever you want."

He glanced at Baroness Jacques next to him, and snorted coldly, "Madam...won't you pour me another glass?"

"Ok."

With a gentle smile on her face, the baroness picked up the wine bottle like a maid...

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at the same time.

Solomon's house.

"team leader!"

Several investigators were squatting nearby, and when they saw Lifton approaching, they quickly saluted.

"The arrest warrant has been issued, get ready to act, what's wrong with the target?"

Lifton held a special magical item to prevent accidents and asked carefully.

"No abnormality...but the target also deceived two female believers at home...not only for money and sex, but also for mother and daughter, which is simply too enviable...no, it's anger!" an investigator replied loudly.

"Depend on!"

Even Lifton was very upset when he heard this, and waved his hand: "Action!"

The detective who complained just now took the lead, kicked open the door, and went straight to the bedroom.

boom!

The bedroom door was violently pushed open, and Lifton heard the woman scream.

Immediately, he saw the chubby middle-aged bald Solomon being pulled out of the bed, subdued without any strength to fight back, and put on special shackles.

"Captain, found these..."

Several team members searched around, and found a lot of magic props, accounts for making money, and a few copies of the "Molomon Canon" that were made up.

Lifton flipped through a few pages casually, without any mental pollution, but with some hot eyes.

He rubbed the corners of his eyes, and took out a fist-sized crystal ball, in which there seemed to be countless stars blooming.

At this time, the dots in the crystal ball are still moving regularly, and some light spots are larger than others.

"'The Witch's Stellar' Didn't Forewarn..."

The few big spots of light represented the Extraordinary of the Bureau of Investigation such as Lifton, and there were no other extraordinary things around, which made him suddenly relieved: "It's just an ordinary case, report it as a Type V incident!"

This is the lowest level of danger in the investigation bureau's records, and all investigators are relieved to encounter such a job.

Chapter 300 Sending to Prison

Directorate General of Investigations.

Wearing shackles, Solomon walked down the subway step by step and entered a huge underground tunnel under the escort of two investigators.

At this time, he was living in the body of a hapless guy in the form of a spirit body.

'Unexpectedly...the location of the General Investigation Bureau is underground!There is also a direct subway... but this is a hidden station. '

Aaron looked at the smooth passages around him curiously, and was pushed on the back: "Hurry up and walk!"

Well, the handling style of these investigators is as simple and rude as the rumors say.

After confirming that Aaron was just an ordinary liar, he dispatched scavengers to brainwash the poor mother and daughter, and then took him here without even a trial.

"I protest!"

Aaron plays Solomon, who is stern and stubborn: "I asked to go to the magistrate's court... the Inquisition is also fine, but you can't bring me here for no reason... What is this place?"

"Hehe... If you go to an ordinary public security court, maybe you will be exonerated by a lawyer..."

One of the escorting secret police sneered: "That would be too cheap for you, we don't have courts here, only judges! But don't worry, we don't impose the death penalty... You have to spend the rest of your life repenting for the sins you committed! "

He doesn't even have a girlfriend yet, but this disgusting middle-aged uncle maliciously snatches up resources. Not only is he rich, but he is also said to be hooking up with some noble ladies from the upper class...

It was already the restraint of this group of single dogs not to kill him directly.

"Ahem...he's at the headquarters, be careful with your words and deeds."

Lifton, who has a family, is much more stable: "If you don't like it, you can secretly find an opportunity to punch a few more times..."

Even though he has a gentle and kind wife and a beautiful daughter, seeing the Solomon Hierarch being pulled from the bed of a mother and daughter almost exploded his lungs!

Envy is definitely a bit envious, other than that, it is a deep vigilance, worrying that my family will also encounter this kind of scum in sheep's clothing!

"Originally... I thought my job was just a job, but now, I know... my job is valuable!"

Lifton said to himself silently, and then came to the entrance of the underground complex.

There is an emblem on each of the two black iron gates.

One of them represents the royal family of Sodom, and the other is the logo of the House of Lords.

When the gate was closed, the two seals together formed the emblem of the Bureau of Investigation—the shield as the base, the dagger mark in the middle, and a circle of olive vines around it as decoration.

'The dark gate... an inexplicable sense of déjà vu. '

After passing through the obviously extraordinary black iron gate, Aaron found himself in a huge underground square.

The agents of the Bureau of Investigation in pitch-black uniforms hurried through the various buildings around the square.

The most conspicuous one is the altar in the center of the square and a spear sticking upside down on it.

'Unknowable' level monster - 'Spear of the Sun King'!

Aaron's eyes flashed pure white for a moment.

In front of his eyes, countless spiritual ethers converged like a mighty river, and with the spear as the center, they turned into countless networks, which continuously penetrated underground, forming a strange sealed cage.

And in those cages, there were all kinds of lights flickering, almost blinding his eyes.

"Too many, I don't know how many magical items, Extraordinary, and monsters are imprisoned here..."

Judging from this kind of spiritual flow, this 'Spear of the Sun King' is definitely not an imitation, it is the core of the seal here!

Aaron looked at the escort in surprise, and almost asked, "Do you want to cooperate like this?"

He originally sneaked into the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation, just to do some investigation, focusing on the investigation of the 'Spear of the Sun King'.

But the headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation actually placed it generously in the center of the square, a posture that you can look at casually, which made Aaron feel a little embarrassed.

But at this time, Aaron quickly focused most of his attention on the 'Spear of the Sun King'.

In his eyes, this broken spear glowed with incredible brilliance.

At the tip of the spear, the few drops of blood were still bright red, but it seemed that they were about to turn into white suns in the next moment.

On the spear body covered with cut marks, there is a quiet night flickering, and all the stars in it are full of blood red light.

After staring at it for a long time, those blood-red stars seemed to change into eyes that kept opening and closing.

In the gap between the sun and the night, there is another illusory figure.

Its face has become blurred, and it can only be recognized with an iron crown on its head and the clothes of a king...

——'Sun King' Arthur I!

'It is worthy of being an 'unknowable' level monster. '

Aaron lowered his head, despite the redness in his eyes and the excruciating pain, he walked through the square calmly.

He noticed that Lifton seemed to be breathing one last breath of relief after his own low-key pass.

'It seems that there were many Extraordinary people in the investigation bureau before... They were all plotting the 'Spear of the Sun King'?Will the target be exposed near the altar? '

Aaron felt the joyful spirituality in the spirit body and didn't care about it.

He already felt that after witnessing a great creation, the last vestiges of his 'Forger' savings were enough, and it was time to open the fourth essence!

As a 'caster', one needs to gain insights through continuous casting, and accumulate spirituality along the way.

And Aaron was even able to create 'inhuman level' magical items. After coming to Pulmouth, Halsey was taken advantage of by him and ordered a large number of replacement cabinets.

Coupled with the usual meditation and absorption of spirituality, Aaron's spirituality has already met the requirements for promotion.

After observing the 'Spear of the Sun King', it satisfied the 'caster''s last sense of casting, which made his condition so good that it couldn't be improved.

Lifton was unaware of this, and led Aaron to the lower floor of the square, and stopped in front of a door carved with mysterious patterns of various colors.

According to word of mouth among wild Beyonders, this is the 'Gate of Hell', Extraordinary caught in is like going to hell, no one can escape!

In front of the 'Gate of Hell', there was an unremarkable registration table, and a janitor in a linen robe, with a sign in front of him - 'Registration of Visitors'!

"Lifton, captain of the inspection team, here to escort the prisoner, number..."

Lifton stepped forward to register, and added another word by the way: "This guy is quite nasty, hurry up and get him a place for experimenters..."

"Ordinary people? Are you sure there is no spiritual reaction?" The old gatekeeper glanced at Solomon without lifting his eyelids, and pointed to the 'Gate of Hell' behind: "Now there are so many things, no one can control him, send him to the door Then find a common room and lock it up first."

"What happened?" Lifton asked curiously with some regret.

"Of course it is our noble Pope of the Holy Spirit, His Majesty Ferrett, who will be stationed at the headquarters of the Investigation Bureau to accept the highest level of scrutiny!"

The janitor said in a mocking tone: "So everyone is very busy today, and no one will care about a little fraudster!"

Chapter 301 Prison

After the gates of hell.

Cold, dark, damp... There are iron cages at intervals on the brick-built walls, inside which are arranged never-extinguishing torches.

A series of cold and dark iron doors are neatly arranged, extending continuously into the darkness.

If the previous headquarters of the Bureau of Investigation still had some steel and concrete style of the steam era, behind the gate of hell, Aaron felt that he had returned to the era of the green forest, and came to the dungeons commonly found in noble castles.

"Just this one."

The gatekeeper took out the key, opened the cell closest to the gate of hell, threw Aaron in, and locked the door.

Aaron took a look and found that the cell was very simple, with only one fixed bed, and the area was small.

"But it's actually a single room? The treatment is really good... I'm afraid it's not to prevent Extraordinary people from killing fellow prisoners?"

"In ancient times, at least six or seven people would have to come in."

Aaron looked at the environment and expressed his satisfaction.

Boom!

With the closing of the 'Gate of Hell', the atmosphere in the prison became deeper, and some kind of suppression followed.