The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Gildo drove a carriage and brought Sigmon to the vicinity of the Church of the Morning Sun, but after explaining their intention, the two were stopped outside by a cleric.

"I'm sorry, the investigation of the case is at a critical moment. There is a lot of information to collect, and there are many people to ask. Please wait patiently for a while, after we complete the investigation..."

The clergy answered their questions in a formulaic manner, in short delays and soft rejections.

"This is Mr. Mayor's order, get out of the way!" Gildo was grumpy, he didn't want to get angry, but remembering the captain's disappearance for no reason in the morning, he couldn't control his emotions for a while.

"Please go back."

At this moment, a familiar voice interrupted the quarrel here.

Montana walked out of the church slowly, and she changed into a higher-grade red-brimmed robe. Linglong's curves are looming, her expression is quiet, her eyes are calm, and there is no embarrassment of the day.

"Montana, your class has stabilized?" Seeing the familiar face, Gildo's expression softened slightly.

"You came just in time, let us in. Yesterday, Mr. Mayor has promised us to participate in the investigation of this extraordinary incident, and we have the right to know the progress of the case!" Gildo shouted loudly.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you in." Montana shook her head with a little helplessness on her face.

"It's against the rules, I want to see Bennett!"

"Let your captain come, your level is not enough."

"Besides, this is also part of the inspection process. The mayor allowed you to join the investigation of this extraordinary incident, but he did not say that we must share information with you."

"We are in a competitive relationship," Montana replied.

"If you investigate any important clues, you don't have to share them with us when you walk in front of us. In the end, let the results speak for themselves."

"Look at the church and the witcher, which one is more suitable for the environment in the city?"

"Humph!" Gildo sneered.

"It sounds nice. I've already inquired about it. The judge's family, their family members, and important witnesses have all been brought to the Morning Church by you. How can we investigate this situation?"

"When we have completed the preliminary collection work, we will naturally let those people go back, and then you can continue to investigate."

Montana replied.

"You are so disappointing, I thought you would be different from those guys."

"Serving the goddess is my life's duty." Montana lowered her head and slowly retreated.

"Wait a minute!" Sigmund said suddenly.

"Have you joined the investigation now?"

"Yes, Mr. Skind."

"Do you have time tonight, I think..."

"Sorry, the case is urgent. I'll be collecting information in the church all night." Montana interrupted Sigmon's words and left without looking back.

"What's the matter? Do you still want to ask her out for a chat alone?"

"Forget it, she is a member of the Oracle Church. We have different positions. Even if we really agreed to meet, she wouldn't say anything."

Gildor understood the positions of both sides.

Sigmund was not discouraged, and thoughtfully observed the surrounding environment.

"Let's go, go to the next place, if it still doesn't work, you can only use some special means."

"where are we going?"

Although Gildo's strength is stronger, in this small team of two, Sigmon is the backbone.

"Remember that general practitioner, I think you should know where he lives?"

Gildor nodded.

"Then let's go, Mr. Coachman!"

On the other side, Montana entered a room in the church and reported what had just happened to Bennett.

Bennett flipped through the information in his hand and kept nodding, "You handled it very well. The two little characters don't need to worry about them. As for Malek, he won't come."

At the end, Bennett seemed to have thought of something, looked up at Montana with a deep look, "You have entered the second rank, and you are qualified to enter the preparatory seat of the goddess."

"If you give up now..." An inexplicable flame was beating in Bennett's eyes.

"No, teacher."

"I once made an oath to dedicate my life to the goddess."

"Don't think about it one last time?" There was a hint of anger in Bennett's voice.

"This is my destiny and pursuit!"

"Go on, when the investigation of this incident is over, I will officially submit your name, and you will think about it carefully."

After speaking, Bennett lowered his head and pressed his eyebrows slightly tiredly.

Montana lowered her head and slowly exited the room, her lips pressed together tightly from an angle that Bennett could not see.

"My teacher, if it wasn't for you, how could I be forced to take this path?"

It was not until Montana left for a long time that Bennett, who was sitting in the chair, slowly stood up, pressed the switch, moved the bookcase against the wall, and a hidden secret door appeared.

Bennett stepped into it, the bookcase behind him slowly closed, and he went all the way down the steps, and soon he came to a closed room.

In the center of the room is a half-human-high platform with a sunken top, and a silver chalice is placed in a transparent liquid.

Mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, Bennett clenched the Holy Grail in both hands, and soon, the surrounding liquid rolled like a boil.

When he let go of his hand, the surface of the silver Holy Grail was gradually stained with black stains, and those twisted lines kept going upwards, barely stopping until it covered about 60% of the surface of the Holy Grail.

"The chaos value is well controlled."

"I still have a chance. As long as I can be promoted successfully, I can clear up all the chaos."

"If you can get rid of that Sigmon, you will be able to temporarily eliminate some evil thoughts. Although this will bring great hidden dangers, it will also buy me some time."

"It's your honor, Sigmund."

He stretched out his index finger and pressed his forehead hard, and there seemed to be something growing in the flesh, which made him feel a little itchy.

Stabilizing his mind, before leaving, Bennett walked to a desk in the corner of the room.

On the table is an ivory-colored scroll wrapped tightly with red ribbon, which emits a shimmer at this time. Bennett hesitated and reached out to pull the ribbon and open the scroll.

"The rotation date has moved forward?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

……

Tuk Tuk Tuk!

Unexpectedly, the general practitioner Ryan O'Reilly lived not far from the apartment on Elm Street.

After verifying the house number, Sigmon got out of the car and knocked on the door.

"Dear, why are you back?"

A sweet voice came, and then the door was opened with a gap, and a beautiful face with red hair scattered in front of Sigmon's eyes.

The woman has a delicate face, blue pupils, smooth lines on her face, and there is a little charm hidden in the tranquility.

To be honest, the appearance of this woman really surprised Sigmon for a moment.

"We're looking for Mr. Ryan O'Reilly." Sigmund took out a police badge, and he was now a plainclothes detective.

It will be much more convenient to use this identity to go out and inquire about news.

"You are..." The woman looked at Sigmon carefully, and had no intention of opening the door.

"Sigmund Skind, Mr. O'Reilly was in charge of last night's autopsy..." Sigmund explained briefly. UU reading www.uukanshu.com

"So it was, sorry sir, Ryan didn't come home. Not long ago he sent me a letter telling me that he would stay in the autopsy room until this case was investigated. Finish."

it is as expected.

Sigmund sighed softly, he had already guessed the result.

"Okay, if he comes back, ask someone to deliver the letter to Elm Street." Sigmon left his address on the note, and handed it along the crack of the door.

The woman in the room stretched out her tender white fingers and took Sigmon's note.

As the body swayed, a special aroma poured out from the door.

Sigmon breathed subconsciously, but the woman shrank back as if frightened.

"I know about this gentleman, and I'll let you know if Ryan comes back."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Sigmund stood still, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing? Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Don't you have the hobby of being a captain too!" After being frustrated continuously, Gildo's mood was really not good.

"nothing."

Sigmund shook his head. He just instinctively felt that the woman's breath was very special, but he immediately put the thought behind him.

Ryan is a second-order superhuman. There are many plant-related abilities on his supernatural path, and he is also a pharmacist.

It is not surprising that some special spices can be prepared.

"Follow me to the captain, he should have a way to get Bennett to make concessions." Gildo raised his whip.

Sigmund did not speak, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and his fingers in his pocket pinched a special ticket.

【Pass】

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