Moonlight is like water.

Lucy returned to the inn where she had temporarily stayed in London, and continued to think about the old man's words, although the trip seemed to be tightly sealed because of the "Koray brothers", so she did not hear anything, but fortunately, she did not find nothing, and learned the whereabouts of the treasure that her father had brought out of the family.

"Father's Treasure..." In the moonlight, Lucy sat by the window, muttering to herself, planning to leave for Glastonburg, Somerset, in the Midwest of England, tomorrow.

Due to the exhaustion of this period of travel, Lucy soon left the window, lay down on the bed, and finally fell into a deep sleep, but entered a mysterious dream.

In the dream, Lucy dreamed of an old man with blond hair and a gray beard, the old man's face was angular, his eyes were resolute, his body was as straight as a pine and cypress, and his body gave people a "steel" breath.

"Grandfather?!" Lucy's eyes widened and she exclaimed, recognizing the old man in front of her at a glance, completely overlapping with the gradually blurred figure in her memory.

The old man smiled slightly, his smile was as amiable as Lucy's memory, and he came to Lucy's side, stroking Lucy's blonde hair with a doting face, "You are so big now. You are worthy of being a member of our family. You are graceful and graceful."

Lucy hugged her grandfather and cried bitterly, "I miss you very much. I miss my father very much. I miss my mother very much. The family says you disappeared years ago. Where are you now? ”

The old man sighed, his eyes darkened a little, "At the beginning, I was obsessed with making a deal with God, and finally I became a monster."

“And your uncle Marcus is so ambitious that he's no longer the Marcus he used to be. He's imprisoned me in the underground facilities on the Isle of Wight, and he's brewing a huge conspiracy."

“At the beginning, your father was deprived of the position of patriarch and voted out of the family with your mother. After my later investigation, I peeled the onion like layers, but in fact, this matter has nothing to do with Marcus."

"My kid, run away from this country, from Europe, and live in peace."

With every word, the old man's figure became transparent, and finally dissipated.

At the same time, in the underground facilities of the Isle of Wight, the strange creature trapped by heavy iron chains suddenly burst out, startling several researchers in white coats around them, and one of them even almost pressed the alarm.

Lucy awoke from her dream, short of breath and sweating profusely.

Lucy's back was soaked with sweat, revealing her beautiful back, and she held her forehead with both hands, brushing her blonde hair back and bursting into tears.

Lucy's eyes were filled with resentment.

"Marcus!"

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Isle of Wight, Carisbrook Castle.

A female figure wearing a black leotard and a black mask arrived here, and looked up at the old castle of Charles I, who had imprisoned the first monarch in European history to be publicly executed.

"It's really dehumanizing, stupid and ignorant." The girl, who is pseudonymous as Windsor and is now one of the granddaughters of the Queen of England, said lightly.

Windsor passed through the huge stone door outside the castle and quickly entered the unsuspecting Carisbrook Castle, and began to search for mechanisms to enter the ground, and finally found a hidden path under a large stone slab in the corner of the hall on the first floor of the castle, and the long stone steps led to the ground.

Looking down, the secluded stone staircase seems to lead to hell.

There is also a whiny, age-old bloody smell that is disgusting.

Windsor tilted her head, took a deep breath, overcame her fears, and as soon as she stepped on the stone steps, a rough and loud voice came from the earphone in her right ear - "Hi, have you reached your destination yet?" ”

Windsor was startled, and quickly turned the small disc in her left ear to adjust the volume counterclockwise, and knew who the other party was when she heard the voice, "Boss B, you almost scared me to death. I was just about to enter."

“Oh, I'm sorry, success or failure is at stake. I'm a little excited. You must collect enough evidence, or witness whether the news in the organization is correct, so that we can take action." The rough male voice in the headphones has been much quieter, and he is worried that Windsor will be scared by himself again, so he will become smaller and smaller when he speaks, and finally there is no vibration in his vocal cords, only the sound of air coming out, and Windsor has also turned the volume of the headphones to the minimum, so he can't hear it at all.

Windsor patted her chest to soothe her frightened heart, didn't hear Boss B's words at all, stepped on the stone steps and moved quickly, and soon entered a huge underground facility, full of steel pipes and modern machinery, and the sound of scorching steam spewing out of the space was constantly echoing.

"It seems that it took a lot of effort." Windsor admired the Bedwell family's handiwork, dodging people and moving nimbly through the criss-crossed, pipe-like passageways that crisscrossed the city.

Windsor hid in this underground facility and looked around for about two hours, during which he saw a huge dungeon where many "madmen" were imprisoned crying and howling, and there were some paintings carved out of stone in the corner of the No. 44 dungeon, which made Windsor stop for a while, I don't know which "childlike" guy did it, and saw a place similar to an execution room, with many operating tables, gallows, and even electric chairs, and the execution equipment and surgical tools were covered with dark red dried blood stains, Some of them were stained with freshly baked blood, and I saw the scientific research room that should be conducted by internal staff, with many bottles and cans of different shapes, large and small, and colorful liquids in those transparent loading instruments...

Windsor connected these places, probably guessing the operation of the people in this underground facility, and a horrific picture of experiments and executions came to Windsor's mind, and she shivered and got goosebumps all over her body, "It's so cruel and inhuman."

Windsor turned her head suddenly, and there was nothing in sight but a spewing of white steam.

"What happened?" The other end of the headset also seemed to notice Windsor's abnormality, so he asked

"Nothing, maybe I'm worried." Windsor shook her head, but she always felt as if someone had been watching her since not so long ago.

All the terminals of the pipes are a common meeting point, Windsor entered the vast place where everyone seemed to be meeting, and at a glance saw the creature in front of her, bound by heavy chains, sure to be an "apostle", and seemed to be dead, but did not bubble away, which made Windsor a little puzzled, but she quickly figured out the reason, it should be that the other party died before the degeneration was completed.

In the predominantly white conference hall, there were also staff members working overtime, who were frantically mixing some kind of reagent, as if they were preparing for the plan, their eyes were red, and they were completely unaware of the fact that there was an uninvited guest in a pitch-black tightsuit and a black mask.

Windsor walked towards the staff members, her feet on the ground without making a sound, like a cat ready to hunt.

A staff member in a white lab coat wrapped in a medical suit immersed in the process of preparing the reagent, his body is as steady as Mount Tai, for fear of a slight mistake, all the materials in this newly developed reagent have reached a delicate balance, not a milliliter error can occur, otherwise those who are injected will either go crazy or die.

The staff member seemed to be overworked, and his eyes went dark, and he suddenly fainted.

But in fact, it was the dumb door point that was held on the back of the head, and he fainted.

Windsor took the fallen body of the scientific researcher into his arms, slowly placed it on the ground, and then glanced at the few guys around him who were still working hard, and smiled in his heart: "It's really a group of dutiful guys. It makes my action a lot easier. Your boss should raise your salary."

As the saying goes, happiness gives rise to sadness, don't get carried away as a man.

The next moment, Windsor saw a scientific researcher whose neck was sore because he had bowed his head for a long time raised his head and twisted his neck to relieve the pain.

The two looked at each other.

The scientist blinked, and Windsor swallowed.

"Someone invaded!" The scientist was shocked, pointing his finger at Windsor and screaming.

Windsor rushed forward and kicked the Lianquan point in the opponent's chin, and the latter fainted directly.

At this time, the white floor of the conference hall was lit up with flashing red lights, and the space was echoed with sirens and a series of hurried footsteps, and it was not necessary to think that many guards had arrived here.

"Terrible!" Windsor was just about to evacuate, but her body was suddenly grabbed into the darkness by a hand hidden behind a pillar...