As soon as he heard the name Wentini, Gallo immediately came to his senses, hurriedly brushed his robe, ran to the door and stood up, waiting for this distinguished guest to come to the door.

He stood at the door for a few minutes, not waiting for the person he wanted to see.

But he still stood patiently.

Because the old bishop said she would come.

Sure enough, after waiting for a few more minutes, a carriage with the sheriff's insignia stopped at the entrance of the church.

A beautiful woman jumped out of the car.

She was wearing a sheriff's uniform, looking heroic, and her proud figure outlined two heart-warming arcs.

On his feet is a pair of long leather boots, and between the cuff of the boots and the skirt of the uniform skirt, there are also round legs tightly wrapped in black stockings, which makes people can't help but move their index fingers.

Gallo hurriedly put on the sunniest and kindest smile and took the initiative to greet him.

"Good morning, Lieutenant Wentiny."

"May the Goddess protect you."

Of all the regular customers who usually come to the door, he likes this Lieutenant Wentini the most.

It's not because she's beautiful and has a good figure.

It's not because of the long purple hair and the glamorous burgundy eyes.

It's because of her generosity.

Her presence means that there is meat to eat today.

It's a beautiful fat sheep that can walk.

It is not only good for the eyes, but also for the stomach.

Of course, it has to be well received.

"Good morning, Pastor Gallo, although I don't believe in your goddess, thank you for your blessings."

Lieutenant Wendini said politely, brushing the long hair around his ear casually, and continued:

"There's an accident in a baron's manor, please go with me."

"Or do you follow the old rules?"

"Of course."

Gallo nodded.

"The goddess said: Don't forget your original intention and go with the flow."

"That's why we never raise prices indiscriminately."

"No, I thought you'd give me some concessions..."

Lieutenant Wendini said with a little disappointment.

Gallo explains:

"Oh, I really want to give you a discount."

"But the goddess also said: All things are equal, and everyone should be treated equally."

"So I can't treat you differently."

"Forget it..."

Lieutenant Wendini shook his head helplessly.

"Let's get in the car and talk about it."

The two of them got into the sheriff's carriage and drove towards Baron House's estate.

Lieutenant Wentini is the kind of sheriff who specializes in homicide cases.

They often need the assistance of a pastor in dealing with such cases.

For example, to comfort the spirits of the dead, so that there will be no resentment; Or check for traces of curses and sorcery for clues.

There is a charge for this...

This can be done in other legal professions, but priesthood is the cheapest.

Because the city of innocence does not restrict the spread of religion, as long as it is not a cult; At the same time, it is also a multi-national and multi-ethnic commercial gathering place, which is extremely prosperous and has a large population, which is convenient for missionary purposes.

That's why there are so many pastors of all stripes.

And the Miya sect is the most suitable class among the priests.

Only 10 silver coins are required at a time.

Although not the cheapest, the young Gallo pastor is quite professional and very intelligent.

I can often find some details that others can't see, and think of some ideas that others can't think of.

It's the kind of tool guy who is very cost-effective.

One side treats the other side as a fat sheep, and the other side treats the other side as a tool man, and the two sides have cooperated several times, and they are familiar with each other.

"It's still the same old friend, the Skullcrusher."

"This is the fifth case in half a year!"

"It's still a familiar method, forcing the victim to kneel down and repent, and then smashing his head..."

"There were no witnesses, and he still came and went without a trace."

"The victim, Baron House, a typical bastard aristocrat, relied on the fact that he had a nephew who became a mage, and did all kinds of evil..."

"The Skullcrusher has done another great deed!"

Wendini gave a brief account of the case.

"yes, yes, the Skullcrusher is amazing."

Garlo looked as usual, as if the other side was talking about just a stranger, and casually agreed.

But in my heart, I slandered:

If you think you're so happy, why are you trying so hard to catch me?

Women, sure enough, are duplicitous creatures!

After Wendini introduced the case, he followed up:

"The idea you provided last time was very useful, we managed to destroy a cult den, but we still couldn't catch the skullcrusher..."

"Hopefully, this time, I'll be able to catch his tail."

Gallo sighed slightly, pretended to be very helpless, and said without changing his face:

"He's getting more and more careful, I'm afraid it's hard to find anything."

"A cautious and powerful man like him will not leave a flaw."

"But I'll try to find him!"

Wendini nodded, and suddenly asked inexplicably:

"What do you think he's going to be under his mask?"

"Is it the deep melancholy type? Or is it cold and resolute? ”

Gallo suddenly pretended to be pensive, and hesitated for a moment before replying:

"I think, pure passerby, there is one thing to say..."

"He should be the type who is mysterious and powerful, handsome and dashing, suave, reserved and elegant, right?"

Wentini didn't say anything, nodded again and again, and it seemed that he really believed this nonsense?

Gallo continued:

"And he should be rich."

"He never touched the jewelry on the deceased's body, nor did he take any money, which shows that he did not lack this money at all."

Wentini still kept nodding, and said secretly with some excitement in his heart:

Mysterious, deep, sophisticated, elegant...

Still rich...

What a charismatic man!

Those beautiful purple eyes flickered, her pretty face was dyed with a touch of red, and her slender legs were slightly clamped...

She had already sketched in her mind a super handsome man, with that aggressive force, pressing herself against the wall, and then gently picking up her chin.

I don't know what kind of woman he will like...

She secretly sighed in her heart again.

Gallo noticed the change in her demeanor and thought something was strange.

Why did this woman blush inexplicably as she spoke?

Could it be...

Every month, what and that...

I'm not feeling well, but I'm still trying to catch me...

How much do you hate me?

It didn't take long for the carriage to arrive at the estate.

There are already quite a few sheriffs busy around.

There are a lot more people than before.

Some are acquaintances who have worked together before.

But more often than not, it's something I haven't seen.

You can also see some guys dressed as soothsayers.

Either they wrung a pocket watch around like headless flies.

Or look up for the stars in broad daylight, and be swept to tears by the sun.

Either keep throwing canes into the sky, and then be smashed by canes.

"What are they doing here?"

Gallo asked, pretending not to understand.

"Juggling."

Wentini replied angrily.