System! I Will Not Be a Saint!

"Vera, look who I brought you~" Jane went around behind Syl, put her hands on Syl's shoulders, and gently pushed Syl towards Vera.

"Look! It's Syl!"

It's like showing some surprise gift.

"Well, thank you, Jane." Vera still thanked Jane, and then, Vera took a deep look at Syl, and whispered, "Come with me."

Afterwards, Vera walked directly to the interior of the Holy See.

And Syl looked back at Jane, saw that Jane didn't show a strange expression, and followed Vera's pace and walked in.

Jane also put down her hands and followed Syl. As for the two guardians, they were taken to a reception room to be placed.

After all, the Holy See can be said to be the most well-prepared place, and it is now a small gathering between several saints and girlfriends, so the guardians will not want to disturb or anything.

Anyway, nothing will happen in the Holy See.

Vera took Jane and Syl, and walked up the long stairs step by step.

In the middle, I also met countless investigators in a hurry, but there were far fewer investigators in the church than there were priests in the Holy See.

"It seems that there are very few people in the Holy See." Syl didn't hold back his question, but asked it directly.

"It's quite a lot, and I have even less." Faced with this question, Jane rushed to answer from the sidelines, "Investigators often need to go out, and most of the Holy See of Justice are officials..."

Vera, who was walking in front, also slowly explained:

"Hope Church is the largest church and the church with the largest number of believers, especially the most low-level believers, so there will be a lot more things to deal with."

"That's right..." Jane also echoed, "I heard that there are dozens of departments alone..."

"Oh...it seems that there are quite a lot of departments..." Syl nodded, indicating that he had understood.

However, when Vera was walking, she never mentioned why she was looking for her, and Syl didn't rush to ask, but followed Vera to the top of the building.

What a familiar interior plan... Syl thought about it, and asked, "Is this going to your room?"

"Yes," Vera turned her head slightly, as if she was a little surprised by Searle's insight, "go to my room to chat."

"Hey, Vera, I've known you for so long and you haven't taken me to your room," Jane sighed, and then said, "How many times have you met little Sear? The second time ?the third time?"

"You didn't say you were coming." Vera replied as she opened the door.

"I didn't know I could come." Jane folded her hands on her chest, and said a little unconvinced, "If I knew, I would definitely come."

"up to you."

"Then I'll come tomorrow."

"Then I'll go out on a mission tomorrow."

"..."

Syl watched the two bicker with each other, the corners of their mouths slightly raised.

This relaxed atmosphere of getting along with each other made Syl feel envious—if I hadn’t taught those messy things, I guess I would be able to integrate into them well, make more friends, and live happily as a master this life.

While Syl was thinking this, Vera had already closed the door and led the two of them to a strange triangular table.

"Your church really loves triangles." Jane sat down on a chair consciously, pulled out a chair beside her, and said to Syl, "Sit down, don't be too polite, just treat this as your own home .”

This familiar tone sounds like this is Jane's home.

"This is not your home." Vera complained helplessly, and then sat down on the last seat.

As soon as she was seated, Vera turned her body slightly, looked at Syl and said:

"I have something to look for you."

"I know." Syl nodded. Vera wanted to find Sill, and Jane had already told Sill.

In order to put her hands on the table, she seemed to be struggling with her words, but after she took a deep breath, she began to talk about something slowly.

"Searle, something has happened to several of our investigators in the past few days."

"An investigator, after completing the investigation mission, came back in a daze, muttering something...I saw hope, and Ibiza needed to be rescued."

"We did a preliminary inspection and found that there were traces of mental anesthesia on her body. The investigator who was on duty with her at the time happened to go back to report something. It happened during this process..."

"That day, when the Chicody Street factory owner was hanged, we speculate that it may have been done by the Joker and her accomplices."

When Vera said this, she paused for a while, reserving some time for Syl to digest and ask questions.

After a while, finding that Syl didn't have anything to ask, Vera continued to speak:

"We took some blood samples from her and found that this sample closely overlapped with another subject we were studying."

When Syl heard this, he looked at Vera and asked curiously: "What research object?"

"It's a stitched child. We tried to restore him, but failed." Vera said, "The name seems to be Edward, and his blood contamination is much worse than that of the investigator."

"Who did this?" Syl tilted his head and asked, "Could it be that clown's companion?"

"Yes," Vera nodded, "Since she hasn't shown up yet, we internally gave her a code name, called [Breaking Bad]."

"Because she seems to have rescued Edward, but in fact this kind of rescue will also kill Edward. At the same time, she is also a master of poison."

When he heard the word "Desperate Doctor", the corner of Searle's mouth twitched slightly, and it was very difficult to resist the urge to complain in his heart.

"So, you think the clown's accomplice was involved in these two incidents?" Syl asked Vera.

"Yes." Vera nodded and said, "There may be many footprints left by her in places we don't know."

When saying this, Vera stopped and looked at Syl with piercing eyes.

She also noticed just now that when she said the name Breaking Bad, Searle's facial expression obviously couldn't maintain the usual baseline, and there were relatively violent fluctuations.

In other words, the Saintess of Sil in front of her is obviously aware of this matter.

"So, what do you want me to do by telling me this?" Syl blinked and said innocently, "I don't know them either."

"When you heard about Breaking Bad just now, your mood seemed to fluctuate." Vera leaned forward slightly, narrowing her eyes. "If you have any valuable clues, I hope you can provide them to us. After all, this involves An investigator's life."

Vera was a little tactful when she said these words, but Syl could still hear a little eagerness in it.

It can be seen that Vera is a very protective person, and she is very eager when the church investigator has an accident, although she usually looks very cold.

"Just now, I almost laughed out loud..." Searle said truthfully, "The name you just mentioned is exactly the same as a character's nickname in a biographical novel I saw earlier. "

Searle's explanation was very sincere, and there was no trace of a joke on his face. No matter how carefully Vera discerned it, it was not difficult to draw a conclusion-Searle was not lying.

"Okay..." Vera sighed, it seemed that the interruption of the clues made her a little distressed, but she still cheered up and continued to look at Syl, "There is one more thing."

"whats the matter?"

"About the cult we first investigated."

"Cult?" Syl hesitated for a moment, but quickly reacted and asked, "The one in Ibiza?"

"Yes." Vera nodded, and continued, "Recently, the favored person showed signs of activity again, and the last trace of activity was on the King's Road."

"The King's Road?" Syl opened his eyes slightly, looking a little surprised, "Ibiza and the King's Road, these two places really have nothing to do with each other."

In fact, Searle was really a little panicked at this time, and secretly trembled in his heart.

Because before he knew it, Vera's investigation had reached a point where Syl had to be on guard.

And Jane, who was sitting next to Searle, had already started boringly erecting how many church signs there were on the ceiling.

"Yes," Vera took out a map, spread it out on the table, pointed to one of the places marked with a red dot, and said, "This is a villa that belongs to Mr. Barlow Bwonsamdi.. ...belonging to Barlow, who gave the use of the house to another person a few days ago."

"And from the dismissed servants, it seems that the right to use it was given to someone who cured Barlow's daughter."

Speaking of this, Vera took out a sample of magic rubbings and placed it on the table. Inside the rubbings was a huge picture frame with a beautiful and gentle woman painted inside.

"We learned this from the dismissed servants. There is actually an element of luck... If Barlow is not dead, it is impossible for us to know this information. May he rest in peace."

Syl took a light breath to calm down his inner emotions.

Vera, who was looking down at Tuo Ben, didn't notice this small fluctuation in Syl. She just looked at Tuo Ben and continued:

"In this way, the clues can be linked together—this woman known as the Silver Crow is the clown's accomplice, the one who hypnotized our investigator."

"And the favored person we searched for the first time is also with them... This may be a mysterious organization."

"It's too difficult to track down their whereabouts..."

When Vera said this, she raised her head, looked at Syl and asked seriously:

"The philosophy of this organization is very similar to the philosophy of Hope Church. If you know something, please let me know."

After finishing speaking, Vera bowed her head slightly to Syl, stretched out her hand and performed a church salute.

Syl put down his hand on the table, pretended to straighten his robe, and then put his hand directly underneath.

She didn't want the subtle movements of her hands to be observed by Vera.

If Vera is allowed to investigate further, he may really be pulled out, and Searle doesn't want to make trouble at this time.

So, Syl exhaled slowly, and said lightly:

"I do know some."

So far, it can only lead Vera in another direction.

"Please tell me." Seeing that Syl really knew something, Vera straightened her back with some excitement.

"Do you know the [Hermit] organization?" Syl looked into Vera's eyes and asked back.

"I know, I have informants inside." Vera nodded lightly. This organization is not a small organization. It is intricate and has members all over the city of Suramar.

"They seem to be trying to contact this organization," Searle said, "If there is no clue, you might as well investigate from [The Hermit]."

"Maybe they'll know more than you."

In fact, the hermit organization doesn't know anything, and may even think more.

If Vera really asked the informant to inquire inside the [Hermit] organization.

That might get the Joker's organization, an ancient and powerful organization with the grace of the ancient gods.

Especially when the weird photo of the clown hanging upside down was spread, the shock was the biggest.

"Understood, thank you, Syl." Vera stood up, as if she was about to notify the informant.

But she suddenly realized that she seemed to be neglecting the guest in front of her, so she sat down again in embarrassment. After thinking for a while, the ring in her hand flashed, and a strange object appeared in front of her.

"Thank you for your information, this is very important," Vera picked up the stone and handed it to Syl, "This is a stone that can greatly enhance inspiration when absorbed, even if it is worn by your side, it can also slightly enhance inspiration , this item is a thank you gift."