Inside the carriage outside the Kragg Club.

"'Apostle of Desire' is not necessarily the same as Patrick Jason Beria, do you think we may be misled?" Iconser listened to Klein's words, and instead of sneering, disdain, or contempt, he discussed the problem with him very seriously.

Nice deacon...... However, it may also be the reason for the frequent use of the magic mirror called Arodus, and no matter how sharp the temper is, it will be smoothed out...... Klein secretly praised and nodded sincerely:

"This is my personal opinion, out of caution.

"It's easy to verify, ask the Magic Mirror for the location of the 'Apostle of Desire', not Patrick Jason Beria. ”

Iconse pressed down his hat and said:

"Makes sense. ”

His expression became solemn again, and his gaze turned to the magic mirror in his palm.

"Deacon Iconser, if you ask for any clues here, the demon will surely be able to detect it. Klein reminded him.

"Yes. Iconser turned to the two team members and said, "You continue to secretly protect Mr. Moriarty, even if that 'Apostle of Desire' attacks, the three of you together will be able to resist for a long time, and there are military personnel nearby." ”

"Yes, Deacon!" replied the two Hearts of the Machine without hesitation.

Iconse immediately departed and hurried to the area around Issinger Stanton, where the night watchman was.

The "Singer of God" has been transferred, and the seal of the Goddess Church has also been dispatched...... if the "Apostle of Desire" really wants to do anything, it must be this afternoon...... I hope I can catch it in time, and I hope that the magic mirror can give the right answer...... But then I didn't have a chance to mix, I couldn't see the demon who was endangering everyone die, and I couldn't touch his suitcase full of banknotes, bars, coins, and jewelry...... Klein looked at Iconse's back with a sigh and a sigh of loss.

But he quickly regained his mood:

That's fine, at least I don't have to risk it, and I can safely and securely relieve this crisis.

And the "Heart of Machines" will certainly not treat me badly, if it succeeds, my views and suggestions must be in a very important position, and I am a believer in the god of steam and machines, according to the style of several major churches, I should be given a share of the harvest...... Under the premise of 50,000 pounds, it is not too little......

Thinking of this, Klein couldn't help but feel a little regretful.

But he wouldn't risk it.

"Magicians" do not do unprepared performances!

It's still too compact, too rushed, and didn't give me time to plan at all...... Crane nodded to the two Mechanical Hearts, stepped out of the carriage, and returned to the Kragg Club, where he had the attendants help him open a break room.

............

Hilston, in the living room of Issinger Stanton.

Leonard Mitchell pulled away his slightly unruly black hair, followed Captain South's orders, and with the help of the other night watchmen, he struggled to put on the silver full-body armor stained with a large patch of blood.

He pulled down his armor so that his turquoise eyes were hidden in the darkness, and then reached out his left palm, which was wearing a silver-white metal glove, and took the magic mirror from Iconser.

Within the Church of Steam and Mechanics, the silver mirror is codenamed "2-111".

"It's just a 'Level 2' seal?" Thorst asked, slightly surprised.

Iconse nodded:

"Yes, it's not very harmful. ”

Speaking of the back, there was a sudden feeling of gnashing of teeth in his tone.

"In other words, everything else meets the criteria for a 'Class 1' seal?" Sost asked thoughtfully.

Iconse glanced at him warily:

"Just in some ways. ”

He refused to give more information.

At this time, Leonard gently stroked the surface of the silver mirror with his right hand, and Huo Ran became quiet in the living room.

After three times, he spoke in a low voice:

"Dear Arodes, my question is, where is the 'Apostle of Desire' who attacked Isenger Stanton?"

The whole house suddenly darkened, as if a dark cloud happened to drift nearby.

The surface of the silver mirror flowed with water, and it quickly condensed into a slightly blurred picture:

It was a luxurious villa-type house with a large garden in front of the window.

In the middle of the garden, there is a glass conservatory, in which bright red roses bloom one after another.

Above the glass greenhouse, you can see the pale sun behind the mist.

"Right in Beckland!" Eisinger Stanton immediately calculated where the picture was based on information such as the angle of view and the position of the sun in the sky.

"It's a completely different answer to the question of Jason Beria's location! we've been misled!" said Iconse in a deep voice.

"Requiem," Sost spat out and said:

"It's cunning.

"Who is Jason Beria, who is being hunted by the 'Singer of the Gods'?

"Hey, it's too late to discuss, let's circle the approximate scope from the picture information first, and then start acting immediately, I suspect that the 'Apostle of Desire' will create a big incident next!"

At this time, the silver mirror called Arodes had dissipated from the picture and turned into a word.

It asks Leonard Mitchell to answer a question, and if he lies or is unwilling to answer, he will be severely punished.

Leonard was inexplicably a little nervous, put away his usual hanger, and quietly waited for the question.

After a few seconds, he saw the blood-like words change, one by one:

"Do you have boarding ......?"

Halfway through the question, Leonard's pupils contracted rapidly, his back tensed, and cold sweat broke out on his forehead.

If it weren't for the blood-stained silver armor, others would have been able to spot his anomaly.

At this moment, his left palm shook inexplicably.

The silver magic mirror suddenly trembled slightly, and the bright red words were strangely and covertly dyed a little green, and if they hadn't been staring at the mirror and paying full attention, it would have been difficult for others to notice the subtle change in color.

The words continued to creep and change the previous question:

"Do you have marks on your body that you can't tell anyone?"

"Yes, that imprint lives on in my memories. Leonard replied in a steady tone, but his body, which was inside the blood-stained silver armor, felt a sudden relaxation of exhaustion after a high degree of tension.

This mirror is too dangerous...... Fortunately, after all this time, the old man recovered a little...... His lips were dry.

Sost took out his pocket watch, looked at it, and said to Leonard in the blood-stained silver armor:

"There's still time, you take charge of the next action!"

"Yes, Captain South. Leonard exhaled secretly.

............

Docklands, Bakerland Dock.

Patrick Jason Beria entered the pre-booked cabin.

He looked out the window, observing the misty sky, silently counting the time.

After a while, he quickly took off his hat, took off his clothes, and then reached out and pulled off the human skin on the surface!

And under the human skin turned out to be a woman with a gorgeous face, in her early thirties, with deep eyebrows and eyes, not the brown-haired and brown-eyed man Klein saw in "Dream Divination"!

The woman took out her clothes, put them on in an orderly manner, and quickly became a charming and charming stunner.

Eventually, she found a fist-sized stone statue from the bottom of the suitcase, wrapped it tightly with the peeled human skin, and tied it in a dead knot.

After doing all this, the river passenger boat had traveled some distance, and she opened the window and threw Patrick Jason's human skin into the river, along with the stone statue.

Thump!

The human skin with a heavy load sinks rapidly.

The woman clapped her hands, closed the window, carried her suitcase, and changed into a prepared cabin.

Then she sat down by the window of the new cabin, with her elbows on her table and her face in her hands, looking out leisurely.

After some time, she saw a strong wind blowing in the air, blowing away the mist.

The corners of her mouth curled up and she smiled brightly.

............

Joe Wood District, in a luxury villa-type house not far from the Cathedral of the Holy Winds.

Pallas Negan, with a bloated waist and gray-blue eyes, hugged his mistress, a beautiful girl with a bit of innocence on her face.

There were two people beside him, one was a middle-aged man in a black tuxedo, with brown hair and blue eyes, and no expression, it was the Extraordinary Guardian provided by the Church of the Storm, a Sequence 6 "Wind Bearer".

The other was the secretary of Duke Negan.

He was a thin, fair-eyed blonde young man who looked polite and restrained, and his biggest flaw was that his hairline had receded beyond his years.

As for the other guards, or security personnel, they are scattered outside the house.

Going up to the second floor, the "Wind Favorer" went in and did a quick check before Duke Negan entered the bedroom, while Duke Negan's secretary searched the surrounding rooms.

After confirming that there were no problems, they nodded to Duke Negan and motioned for him to continue.

"My emotions are almost calming down. Duke Negan said half-jokingly.

His mistress happily replied:

"Then we'll have a good conversation, and I'd love to hear you talk about what you have to say about you at sea. ”

"Hopefully you'll have that spirit at the end. Duke Negan carried his mistress into the bedroom and closed the door with his heel.

His secretary and the "Wind Favorer" entered the rooms on either side, without the slightest slack.

Inside the attic of this house.

A man in a dark coat sat in an old chair, his eyes half-closed, not knowing what he was feeling, sometimes smiling and shaking his head.

His brown hair was slightly curly, his brown eyes were cold, the same one Crane had seen in "Dream Divination"!

"What a brave man, such a strong desire...... This is not in line with my judgment of him, and it seems that he has taken the corresponding medicine...... It's so cooperative...... Hehe, how did they think that Patrick Jason Beria was two people......" The man tilted his face slightly, as if intoxicated.

"It's almost there...... This is the time!"

His right hand suddenly clenched, as if he was holding someone's heart tightly!