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"On the night of the evil dragon incident, this Weston was not in the garbage dump on the ground floor, but watching the game in the fighting arena. Then he became the victim of the evil god's sacrifice ceremony there.

However, this Weston was weird. He actually survived the sacrifice and became the only survivor among the four evil dragons. "

"Then could he be the murderer of this incident and then deliberately pretend to be the victim to get rid of our suspicion."

The team members were spreading their imaginations, still unwilling to relax their suspicion of Weston.

"Lan Hua thinks he's not that stupid and can be easily deceived by others."

The captain smiled, but thinking of that guy Lan Hua who didn't speak clearly, he also had some thoughts in his mind.

"But since you have doubts, you can continue to follow up on this matter. You can closely monitor this guy's performance in the hotel. But don't worry about his whereabouts after leaving the hotel. Lan Hua and his team will always Keep an eye on him."

"Okay, captain, I will definitely find his tail."

The team members assured confidently.

"Work hard. If you find a clue, I will ask the ministry for credit."

After several subordinates who were responsible for reporting on the progress of today's work retired, Anand, a key member of the team, looked at the captain.

"Captain Ojia, you are teasing them again. If the people in 208 really have a problem, how could you give it up to Lan Hua and let He Qi, a newcomer, chase this line?"

"Hey, this case is so boring, let's have some fun with it!"

The captain, known as Oga, casually took out the pen in his hand and inserted it into the clue sticker on the wall.

"That guy has been causing trouble all over the world for many years, and many powerful true spirit wizards have been unable to do anything to him. It's not surprising that we, a group of mechanical wizards, were fooled by him.

Lan Hua and Garrigues are young and have fighting spirit. Let them chase the bait that guy set and jump into the trap. We can just watch.

When Lan Hua and the others fall into the trap, that guy will definitely show up and make some small moves. That's when we have the chance to take action. "

Captain Olga rubbed his messy hair, yawned widely, raised his head and said to deputy captain Anand.

"You stay on duty here while I go to bed. I stay up late every day and my hair is getting more and more gray."

Vice-captain Anand knew that the captain looked like this when he was not fighting, so he reluctantly nodded in agreement and watched the captain walk into the bedroom without taking off his clothes and fell asleep.

Now we know why Captain Oga’s black uniform of the Discipline Department is always wrinkled.

The next morning, Weston finished his meditation very late last night and was not well rested. He yawned and enjoyed his humble breakfast in the restaurant on the first floor of the hotel.

A cup of Wizarding World coffee that lifts spirits, and a piece of bread-wrapped meat buns.

The combination of Chinese and Western skills makes the world invincible.

While Weston was yawning and drinking the bitter refreshing wizard soup, a middle-aged wizard wearing a wrinkled black uniform of the Department of Discipline and messy hair sat opposite Weston.

"Ah...morning!"

The man yawned, took a sip of the hot wizard soup, and said hello to Weston without raising his head.

"Good morning!"

Weston looked at the empty restaurant, wondering what this guy was up to.

Did he come here to ask again?

The black dog in the Discipline Department is really annoying.

The other party didn't speak, and Weston didn't bother to talk nonsense with him.

Enjoying your own breakfast.

However, when Weston was eating his breakfast, the slovenly middle-aged uncle from the Discipline Department across from him finished the food on his plate in a hurry, picked up the tableware and left.

This made Weston, who had been waiting for the other party's inquiry, a little confused.

Could it be that I misunderstood the other party?

The other party just came to have breakfast and was not interested in me.

Maybe this guy just wants someone to eat with and doesn't like eating at an empty table alone.

Weston stopped wasting his brain cells, put away the plate he had finished, and left the hotel.

After finding a flower shop nearby and buying a bouquet of flowers, Weston got on the bus to the Martyrs Cemetery.

After some twists and turns, Weston came to the Martyrs Cemetery.

When Weston asked the funeral home staff about the location of Beverly's funeral hall, he actually heard that Beverly had already begun to be buried.

Weston looked at the letter sent yesterday. It was indeed not too late when he wrote it.

Weston, who didn't know what happened, could only lift his feet and rush to Beverly's cemetery.

After wandering around the huge martyrs' cemetery for a long time, Weston finally found Beverly's grave and an old guy sitting in front of his grave in a corner surrounded by trees.

Weston looked at Beverly who had been buried in the grave, and could only silently walk forward and place the flowers he brought in front of the tombstone.

"I was the one who asked the funeral home staff to bury the body directly without stopping the funeral."

The old guy sitting in front of the tomb raised his head, looked at Weston and said.

"Ever since Beverly was the first one to disappear in the Snake Pattern Team, others have suffered accidents one after another in the past few years. I was the only one who survived by luck, but I have become like this."

"How could this be?"

Weston was a little surprised.

Although Beverly has always been said to be an unlucky guy, whoever can participate in the pursuit of the dracolich Nabra will be weak.

Why would such an elite team have continuous accidents and nearly annihilation?

"Weidong, in the past few days, some friends and I have asked about you. You are a shooter under Mike, a strong and lucky player. I have a very risky treasure here, are you interested? "

After hearing what the old man said, Weston suddenly became interested.

This triggers a hidden plot.

Treasure, there is no risk in this thing.

Seeing Weston eagerly nodding and asking, the old guy showed a wry smile.

"More than ten years ago, our Serpentine team was just like you now, as young and fearless, as full of curiosity and hope for everything."

“At that time, we were not Team Snake Stripe yet, we were just a group of inconspicuous newcomers.

Until one day, we got a mysterious stone. It was a strange gemstone with mysterious snake-like patterns.

After getting that gem, the strength of the few of us began to improve by leaps and bounds relying on the magical power in the gem.

As we became stronger and stronger, we also began to rely on this snake pattern gem and looked for other fragments of this gem.

As the pieces of the gem come together, we awaken the demon that slumbers within the gem. "