Audrey, who thought she knew the truth, couldn't help but imagine the scene described by Viscount Glerint:

Lanlius fell in the darkness and mud, covered with tarot cards one after another, including "Fool", "Justice", "Hangman", "Sun", "World", other main cards and numerous number cards, some of them were reversed, some were upright, and some were not yet opened, but only the back was exposed, as if they were performing a large-scale eerie tarot divination.

Such a picture must be very shocking!

I don't know where the "Justice" card will land......

What will MI9 and the Church's extraordinaries think of this, and will they feel that a new secret organization has emerged?

Lanerus has the divinity of the "true creator", and the things he and the Aurora Society are plotting will certainly not be small, if they succeed, they will inevitably bring terrible disasters to Beckland and the kingdom, and such a plot was so light and so insipid that it was aborted, and it was aborted by a simple task issued by Mr. "Fool"!

This is the game of the gods and spirits?

Mr. "Fool" and the "True Creator" are mortal enemies?

No wonder He called him a "fallen Creator......

......

Thoughts flashed quickly, and Audrey's body faintly trembled imperceptibly.

"What are you thinking?" Viscount Glerint, who was sitting across from him, finally couldn't hold back anymore and said in confusion.

Audrey suddenly came back to her senses, tilted her head slightly and smiled:

"Didn't you make me imagine a corpse covered in tarot cards?"

"Haha. Glerint smiled awkwardly, and then sighed, "I don't know which member of the secret organization killed Laneus, it's so much in line with my imagination of something similar, it's, it's so cool!"

It's our tarot meeting!" Audrey replied silently, and said with a shallow smile:

"Maybe it's a powerful person who is unorganized and acts alone?"

"Anyway, I like this style!" you urge Hugh and Forth to ask them when my 'apothecary' recipe will be found?" said Gleilynt rather excitedly.

Audrey's eyes widened slightly, looked around, and said in a low voice:

"Quiet, quiet. ”

"How can you talk about potions recipes here?"

Glerint smiled indifferently: "Don't worry, it's nothing, I have confirmed just now, there is only one dog here besides you and me." ”

Susie, the golden retriever, unconsciously changed her sitting position.

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

North of Beckland, in a room in the basement of St. Samuel's Church.

Dressed in a black hooded robe, blue eyeshadow and blush, Dai Li found a random place to sit down and picked up the papers on the table.

She glanced at it, her gaze suddenly froze, and then her brows furrowed, and she asked with something suppressed:

"Lanrius?"

"Why didn't I know about this?"

"Why didn't I be notified of last night's action?"

Crestai Cessima, seated in the main seat and with his chin and lips tucked back into his upright collar, spoke in a deep voice:

"I was worried that you wouldn't be able to control your emotions and that it would bring unnecessary hidden dangers to the operation, so I didn't let anyone tell you. ”

"I understand your feelings, there is a Night Watch in the Tingen Team who is being instructed and trained in the Sanctuary to join the 'Red Glove', and he is acting like you, but as the head of the operation, as the High Deacon of the Night Watch, I must take the instability out of the way. ”

Dai Li glanced at the other night watchman team leaders and deacons who had been summoned, and said with a sigh:

"Why do you think I can't control my emotions? I'm calm, I'm not impulsive!"

"My anger will only erupt after Lanerus has been caught! This is the professionalism of a veteran night watchman, a deacon!"

"If I catch Lanrius, I'll show him that men are vulnerable too! I'll let him have a cold, rotting but stiff corpse behind his ass, I'll let him have a barbed and foul-smelling white bone in front of his body, and I'll let those cold little guys go in and out of every place on his body that they can go in and out of!"

"Damn! you just let him die!"

Crestai Cesima looked at Dai Li calmly, listened to her words silently, and then sighed and said:

"How long have you endured?"

Dai Li was stunned for a moment, and suddenly whispered in frustration like a deflated ball:

"It's been a long time......"

Sesima retracted her gaze and looked at the other deacons and team leaders:

"What's the catch?"

"We have tentatively confirmed that the person who killed Lanrius is a member of the Esoteric Order, with the rank of Sequence 8, the name of the potion is the Joker, and he is good at making throwing knives out of cards. "However, we can't be sure of this speculation, the tarot cards sprinkled on the corpse don't seem to be a cover-up, after all, the Extraordinary One did not handle the cards on the wall and on the head of Lanerius at the same time, and we all think that the final scene is closer to some kind of ritual or symbol, so we suspect that the Extraordinary One may belong to an organization that we don't yet understand, and of course, that scene may also be his own special habit." ”

Sesima nodded slightly:

"We can start from this aspect and conduct follow-up investigations. ”

"Al, what did the investigation into the whistleblower find?"

Al Hassan, who is very charming as a middle-aged man, flipped through the paper in his hand and said:

"We investigated the whistleblower and found out that his actions were at the behest of a bounty hunter. ”

In the search for the wanted criminal, Lanrius, the bounty hunter's companion was killed by members of the Aurora Society, and she secretly investigates for revenge, eventually locating the target at the Workers' Union Tavern in the East Bailang Dockyard, and discovering Lanrius based on the target's movements. ”

"There is nothing surprising about her actions that have been confirmed by witnesses, and we have also confirmed by extraordinary means that she has no connection to the person who killed Laneus. ”

"She's hiding now and it's hard to find. ”

As if thinking, Sesima added:

This is very much in line with Laneus's description, and the radical and crazy members of the Aurora Society are a kind of help to get him out of trouble. ”

"Did you have any problems with the reporter who went to the workers' association that afternoon?"

Another Night Watch Team leader reported:

"He's a fake journalist, and the information from the police department shows that he's actually a private investigator who was helping the Daily Observer's Mike Joseph reporter investigate the murder of Shibbel, and we suspect that he got some clue and found the dock union, so he disguised himself to contact everyone suspected of being the murderer. ”

This suspicion has been confirmed by Issinger Stanton. ”

Cesima snorted, and then asked about the others who had recently come into contact with Ranrius, and received no questions one after another.

Towards the end, he pondered and said:

"I am very confused by the lack of sufficient motivation for the murder of Lanrius, and the mysterious murderer is worth paying attention to, and you continue to follow up on this matter. ”

"In addition, according to common sense, the Aurora will definitely not only have extraordinary people at the level of 'Bishop of the Rose' and 'Hermit' in a metropolis like Beckland, but at least one oracle, and maybe even a saint. ”

"Their plan to welcome the 'True Creator' has failed, and with their insane nature, I fear that they will take revenge, and you must be on high alert lately, and I will remain in Beckland as well. ”

"Yes, Sir Sesima. One by one, the deacons and squad leaders responded solemnly.

Crestai Cesima paused for a few seconds and added:

"The events in Mégooss in Tingen and last night's events in Ranrius have revealed a problem: the factory area, the dock area, and the eastern district have become hotbeds for evil gods to descend and breed, and you have assigned personnel to investigate and gather the most true conditions. ”

"If it is indeed as described by Laneus, I will raise this matter at the Council of Cardinals to formally put pressure on the Kingdom and the Government to bring about the corresponding changes as soon as possible. ”

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

Klein didn't wake up until late, but it was still not bright enough, still covered with a faint mist, dark and clammy cold.

This is not in my mood for some bright hearts...... He muttered, changed his clothes, took the keys, and returned to Minsk Street without paying much attention.

After changing the worker's uniform into a home shirt and sweater, and making sure that no one had come to investigate him, a private detective, he completely relieved himself and leisurely went out to the butcher's shop to buy food, and prepared a hearty lunch for himself.

There was some sunshine in Beckland in the afternoon, and Klein was lazily basking in the sun, as if he didn't want to do anything for a moment.

It wasn't until 2:45 that he took out his gold-shelled pocket watch and looked at it, then returned to his bedroom and entered the gray mist.

After reacquainting himself with the "world" dummy, he sat down in the high-backed chair and sent a hint to the "sun" classmate to prepare for the party.

At three o'clock in Beckland's time, streaks of crimson light rose from the vast and ancient palace, outlining the same vague figures.

"Justice" Audrey looked directly at her head and said briskly:

"Good afternoon, Mr. Fool. ”

"That 'easy' task you commissioned is complete. ”

She deliberately accented the word "simple" in order to confirm from Mr. "Fool" whether Lanerus was removed by his dependents, and whether the death scene covered with tarot cards was an iconic symbol of the Tarot Society.

Klein pretended to smile flatly:

"I already know. ”

After saying this, he sighed leisurely and said:

"Such an era, such a Beckland, such an East District, the dockland area and the factory area, is really a hotbed for evil gods to descend. ”

"The Hanged Man" Alger was stunned for a moment, suspecting that something was wrong with his ears.

Why would a simple mission lead to the hotbed of the evil gods?