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(5th Watch)

Soto City.

In the past, the city of Barak was open for 24 hours, allowing people from inside and outside the city to enter and exit, but now there are two teams of people at the gate to inspect, one is the soldiers of Soto City, and the other is the personnel wearing the uniforms of the Wuhun Palace.

The atmosphere was a little solemn, and people from other places had to wait in a long line, and after a double inspection, they could only pass after confirming that there were no problems, which seemed extremely strict.

Some of the people in the queue were not sure what was going on, and they were exchanging information with each other.

"Brother, why is Soto City so strict today?"

"I don't know, the main hall of the martial soul has been bombed!"

"What? Brother, you're not joking with me, this joke is not ridiculous at all, who has the courage to blow up the main hall of the martial spirit? ”

"Shhhh Be quiet! Didn't you see the people from the Martial Spirit Hall at the gate of the city? ”

really

The man looked in the direction indicated, and really met the cold gaze of the personnel of the Martial Spirit Palace.

Moreover, to the surprise of the passer-by, these Martial Spirit Hall personnel were more or less injured, and many of them had bandages wrapped around their foreheads.

Just when the passer-by was shocked, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Passers-by stared at it, but saw a man, a man in a bright red dress, who was unruly and went directly past the crowd to the city gate.

His body was covered with gold and silver patterns, especially the gem on his chest that shone with golden light and was the size of a baby's fist, which was full of luxury.

Ordinary people simply don't know what this represents.

This kind of behavior of cutting in line naturally caused criticism from everyone in line.

"This stupid shortage, he dares to cut in line, he will definitely be unlucky."

Just when such a thought appeared in the hearts of passers-by, they suddenly found that the people of the Martial Spirit Hall all straightened their waists, held their heads high, and saluted respectfully towards the man.

This discovery suddenly stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, causing an uproar among a group of passers-by.

Everyone is eagerly discussing who this person is, but no one knows.

The focus of the crowd was naturally the ghost Douluo who received the mission from Pope Bibi Dong and came to Soto City to investigate the bombing of the main hall of the martial spirit.

Ghost Douluo's unpredictable face looked towards one of the people in the Martial Spirit Hall and said:

"Take me to meet the person in charge of the Martial Spirit Hall here."

"Yes!"

That person was wearing a deacon's uniform, but he didn't dare to breathe in front of Ghost Douluo, for fear of offending the big man in front of him.

Walking into Soto City, the crowd of people coming and going was much thinner, and looking into the past, from time to time, you could see heavily armed guards patrolling around regularly, and the surging soul power fluctuations on each guard's body showed that their level was at least one soul master.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly, it seems that the city lord of Soto City is not a person with wine bags and rice bags.

After the main hall of the martial soul was blown up, in order to avoid suffering a greater blow during this extraordinary period, the city lord of Soto City specially arranged such a play, which can stabilize law and order, and at the same time can deter the young people in the secret.

Ghost Douluo followed the guide to the hospital and met Bishop Beska.

At this time, Bishop Beska was lying on the hospital bed, although he was wrapped in bandages, but Ghost Douluo could see at a glance that Beska's injuries had recovered early in the morning, and he was just pretending to be sick here.

As soon as Beskar saw Ghost Douluo's symbolic clothes, she was immediately shocked, got off the hospital bed, and said respectfully:

"Meet your lordship."

"Hmm." Ghost Douluo's eyes were filled with a hint of banter, and he said with a deep meaning: "You are the Bishop Besca who is presiding over the work here, how are you recovering from your injuries?" ”

"Back to adults." Bishop Besca did not dare to hide it, and replied honestly: "My injuries have healed in the morning. ”

Ghost Douluo originally thought that Beska would use some clumsy excuses to prevaricate himself.

But he never thought that Beska was so honest, and couldn't help but look up at the old man in front of him who stepped into the coffin with one foot.

"What does that mean?"

Seeing that Ghost Douluo had no intention of pursuing it, Bishop Besca breathed a sigh of relief in his heart, and quickly explained:

"My lord, that's the case, I have guessed before that the hidden enemy destroys the Martial Soul Main Hall, obviously there is a deep blood feud with our Martial Soul Palace, so it is calculated that if the enemy knows that my bishop is not dead, there will be a high probability that he will come to the door to assassinate, so after the subordinates healed from their injuries, they simply continued to stay here, the purpose was to fish out the person who was hiding behind the scenes."

Sounds like there's a bit of truth to that.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly, and said succinctly:

"And then, did you succeed?"

Bishop Beska's wrinkled face, embarrassedly squeezed out a wry smile, and said:

"Don't hide it, my lord, my subordinates have been here for a while, and I haven't waited for that person, it seems that the other party's purpose is just to blow up the main hall of the martial spirit."

"Hmm." Ghost Douluo was noncommittal and said, "Take me to see the ruins of the Martial Spirit Main Hall." ”

"Yes!"

Bishop Besca didn't dare to disobey this lord's order, and personally led Ghost Douluo there.

From afar, you can see the personnel of the Wuhun Hall and the guards of Soto City surrounding the nearby streets, prohibiting any outsiders from entering or leaving.

Ghost Douluo entered the blockade area, naturally he didn't need to verify his identity.

Finally, when I came to the original location of the main hall of the martial spirit, in order to avoid making it difficult for the searchers, this place was not cleaned up, and it was still preserved as when it was blown up.

Looking at this ruin, Ghost Douluo was secretly surprised in his heart, the Martial Spirit Main Hall covers a wide area, at least the size of a gymnasium, but at this moment it has become like this.

Especially in the most central area, the ground is sunken into a deep pit, up to five or six meters deep, which is shocking.

Bishop Besca came over with a tray with shards of steel on it.

"My lord, the only clues we can find are these things."

Ghost Douluo picked up one of the fragments, and when he looked closely, he found that these fragments were all showing a slight arc, and the edges were extremely sharp.

"Your Excellency, don't underestimate these things, when they first exploded, these steel shards killed I don't know how many people were killed."

Hearing Beska's cry, Ghost Douluo suddenly became interested in these things.

It's just that no matter how he observes, he can't see some clues.

It's like a man in the Middle Ages who could never imagine what a cannonball looked like.

Ghost Douluo pondered for a moment and asked:

"Have you ever thought that these things are actually left over from extraterrestrial meteors?"

For a moment, Besca was a little confused.

My lord, your brain is a bit big, right?