Lord of Mysteries: Curly-haired Baboon

In Jianhai County, Lucid, who was exhausted, looked at Conston who was in the distance, with emotion in his heart.

After all, he returned to this place.

Today is the fifth day after departure. After all these days and nights, she finally arrived at her destination ahead of schedule.

Without investigating the situation, how dare you rush to "deliver express delivery" to your door.

After all, he is not a state-owned enterprise such as "Orient Express", so it is better to be more cautious.

"Ugh……"

With a faint sigh, she opened the "stealth" and walked to the gate of Conston.

There are two main reasons why "stealth" is turned on.

The first is to hide their traces, and the second is because of the influence of the recent situation.

Since the declaration of war with Intis, Jianhai County, which borders it almost directly, has undoubtedly changed.

Compared with before, the atmosphere in Jianhai County is now more tense, and various military transfers are also more frequent.

People who have experienced the war last time are all clear in their hearts, but they are helpless.

There is going to be a war.

The slightly wealthier families have long since moved to other counties, and most of those who stay in Jianhai County are poor people who can't do anything about it.

They have no choice.

In honor of "stealth", Lucid ignored the guards in broad daylight and entered the tense atmosphere of Conston.

This is the method summed up by the experience along the way.

During this "logistics transportation" journey, the farther north, Ruen's guards were tighter. If she hadn't possessed the extraordinary power of "stealth", she would probably face a situation where she would not be able to move at all.

Unlike the misty Backlund, the atmosphere in Jianhai County is quite different from it. It is like a gunpowder keg that is on the verge of blasting everyone into the sky.

The war is really coming again.

"Ugh……"

With a sigh, Lucid couldn't help feeling sighed as he looked at the more desolate street than before.

Compared with the previous Conston, the current Conston is very different.

I still remember when I first arrived here, the surroundings could be called "lively", but now...

The two turbulences had already devastated Conston, like a decayed and old man, and no longer had the vitality he had before.

Shaking his head, Lucid discerned the direction a little, and followed the route in his memory to the familiar Tulip Street.

It was noon at this time, and it was obviously not suitable to find the Little Mermaid.

Although she hadn't been there before noon, but that time was to give the night watchers in Backlund a "slow horse power", and it couldn't be generalized.

Therefore, Lucid did not stay too much after passing by the confined doorway of No. 172. Instead, he turned and walked towards No. 17, Tulip Street, the former "Luz Detective Agency."

When I came to the door that was already a little strange, I couldn't help feeling a little bit emotional.

But at this moment, she keenly heard the voice faintly coming from the house.

"what?"

Lucid was a little surprised, but this was unexpected.

"Could it be that Mr. Azik is back?"

With doubts, she approached.

But the scene that caught her eye made her furious, and her face became uncertain.

I saw that No. 17 Tulip Street had changed its appearance, very different from when she left.

The sign of "Lutz Detective Agency" was still hanging at the door, but there were a few frames of fish dripping with fishy water on the two sides.

The door that was originally locked by Lucid was opened, and a somewhat thin middle-aged man was sitting on the door frame, looking at the passing pedestrians with some sullen eyes.

Combined with the traces of being pried at the door, the answer is ready to come out:

After she and Azik left, the magpie's nest was occupied by people!

Lucid squinted his eyes slightly, his face gloomy and frightening.

After thinking for a while, she resisted the urge to go straight forward, turned and left calmly, and walked to the other side of the street.

It's not a good way to go straight up right now. It's easy to cause unnecessary troubles, and it doesn't solve the problem fundamentally.

Even if the "doves" are scattered and solved today, if the "Nestlé" is left empty, sooner or later other "doves" will be attracted.

Lucid didn't have time to stay here all day, and it was not realistic to arrange for someone to come and visit his house.

But just now, she thought of a solution once and for all.

It's just... it's not the time yet.

At midnight, the crimson moon high in the night sky was exceptionally quiet, and the frowning Lucid slowly appeared in front of the 17th Tulip Street.

Looking at the dazzling prying marks on the closed door, she squinted slightly.

With a slight movement, Lucid turned on "Invisibility" and slowly disappeared into the watery night.

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Bowieman used to be a sailor, to be precise, he should be a pirate.

But his luck was obviously not very good. Shortly after "coming in", the pirate ship he was on crashed into an iron plate and was destroyed.

But the Goddess of Luck favored Boliman, allowing him to survive the shipwreck and escape to Conston.

"Boom boom boom!"

A rush of knocks on the door~www.NovelMTL.com~ awakened the sleeping Bowriman, making him frowned and got up.

"strangeness……"

He was a little confused. He was in the room on the second floor, why would anyone knock on the door?

A little hairy in his heart, he took the knife beside the bed and walked cautiously to the door of the room.

"Squeak..."

Bowriman opened the door, but unexpectedly, there was nothing outside the door, and it was not the enemy he had imagined coming to the door.

"call……"

He was relieved, but he frowned immediately.

Holding the knife, Bowriman lit the candle.

The dim light dissipated a little darkness slightly, which made him feel a little relieved.

Holding the candlestick, he carefully inspected the room, but found nothing.

"Did I just misheard it?"

Bowriman hesitated, shook his head and returned to the room.

"Snapped!"

Suddenly, he felt that the candlestick in his hand seemed to become hot, and he couldn't help letting go.

The only light source in the room disappeared, leaving only a gleam of moonlight penetrating through the gaps in the curtains.

Bowieman frowned, he was so careless that he made such a low-level mistake.

But at this moment, he felt that something he didn't know was poking his neck.

"hiss!"

Bowriman's hairs stand upright and swept behind him with his knife.

"when!"

The knife was suitable for cutting something hard, but immediately Bowriman felt something was wrong.

Suddenly, he couldn't move, as if something cold had imprisoned him all over.

"Boom!"

The rapid sound rang again, with a trace of scarlet moonlight, and he saw a terrifying picture.

His cabinet moved...