Hearing Marshall's words, Lev collapsed in the interrogation chair like a deflated balloon. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info

"Since you've never read the Veldra Manuscript, how did you know that it was capable of summoning Hezerak? Which old book did you see it from? Or did someone else tell you? I suppose this man must have told you that if you get the Veldra Manuscript, you will be able to become the leader of Sagora, right? ”

Lev's eyes glazed off and he didn't answer Marshall's question.

"Let me guess who this person is? In my opinion, you are a person who does not trust others, because when you kidnapped Father Hall and Linda, you only took two people with you, and the rest of them left them in another place, which is a sign of your distrust. Also, after finding out that your accomplices were surrounded by police, you did not choose to run away, and after receiving carrier pigeons without any information, you did not flee either, why? ”

"Because...... The real leader has left, right? Marshall asked softly.

Lev still didn't answer, he was resisting with silence.

"Do you know where his home is?" Marshall thought for a moment, then turned to ask Gilbert.

"Of course I do." "But, Father Marshall, what do you want to do?" said Gilbert. ”

"If you go to his house, you will definitely find something." While saying this, Marshall kept looking at Lev.

"However, we have no right, you need to go to Director Patton." Gilbert shook his head.

"I'll go to Director Patton." Marshall stood up and walked out of the interrogation room.

……

After an inexplicable exchange, Director Patton agreed to Marshall's proposal.

However, by this time the sun is close to the sea level and will soon disappear from people's eyes.

Lev's home was some distance from Port Molov, but Patton still sent four officers to Lev's home with Marshall, and although the four officers were unhappy, the estrangement between them was greatly reduced after Marshall 'talked' with them.

Soon, a group of five people arrived at Lev's house.

It's a medium-sized manor, but the lawn in front of the manor is so cluttered that it doesn't seem to have been cleaned for a long time.

Pushing open the gate of the manor, the five entered the manor.

"It's been a long time since anyone has been here, Father Marshall, do we still want to see it?" A police officer asked.

Marshall squatted down, he touched the slightly moist soil, "It's just that no one cleans it, you look at the traces of the ground, there should be people coming and going often." ”

"Are you really a priest?" The policeman looked at Marshall's skillful movements and asked such a sentence.

When he came to the main entrance, the policeman pushed the door, and after finding that it could not be opened, the policeman tried to break the door by force, but was stopped by Marshall.

"That window isn't closed, we can let a guy in and open the door from the inside." Following Marshall's hand, there was indeed a window that was not closed, and a policeman climbed in through the window, and in less than a minute, the door in front of Marshall opened, and a smell of decay came from the door.

The group walked into Lev's home.

By the light of the oil lamp, the five of them could see the inside of the room, the entire hall was covered with dust, and cobwebs could be found in the corners of the ceiling.

Marshall reached out and touched the table and chair, his hands stained with a layer of dust.

"This manor is not big, a group of two, let's find it separately, Mr. Marshall will be in a group with me." Said a sturdy police officer.

"Hmm." Marshall nodded, no comment.

About an hour later, the five returned to the hall again.

"Nothing was found." The two sides exchanged their respective information.

"Shall we run for nothing?" A policeman was a little unhappy.

Marshall did not answer, but said to the policeman next to him, "Lend me the oil lamp." ”

After taking the oil lamp, he slowly walked to the landscape painting hanging in the center of the hall, the content of the landscape painting is the grassland under the sun, giving people a positive feeling of sunshine.

"I saw this painting when I was a child, and it was called The Vitality of Life, but I don't remember the name of the painter." The stout policeman came behind Qian Cangyi and spoke his opinion.

The painting is also covered in dust.

"There's a little bit of a difference here." Marshall pointed to the right side of the frame, and then he reached over and felt for the back of the painting, then pressed a button.

Soon a narrow passage appeared next to the painting, allowing only one person to pass through.

The four policemen looked at each other, "I'll go in first." One policeman stepped into the narrow alley, followed by the rest of the police, followed by Marshall.

Once inside, there is a flight of stairs going down.

As they walked up the stairs, all five of them smelled a strong smell of blood, as if they had come to a slaughterhouse.

"What the hell is in here?" One of the policemen finally couldn't hold back his voice, and then he retched against the wall.

The policeman led to the end, which was an ordinary iron door, and the policeman reached out to pull the door open and walked in.

The other four followed.

Under the light of the oil lamp, Marshall saw an altar in the shape of a magic circle on the ground in front of him, and in the center of the altar was placed a baby less than a month old, of course, the baby was already dead and breathing. Six treated hearts sit around the baby, and farther away, human fragments are placed haphazardly.

At this time, the policeman who had been retching just now couldn't stand the smell in the room and rushed out.

"We have something to do, go and inform the director." The stocky policeman said to the man beside him.

Marshall ignored this, although he did not move, he was observing the whole room, in addition to the altar in front of him, there was a laboratory table beside it, and there were many strange objects on the experimental table, such as cat claws, dog teeth, human fingernails, etc.

"That's ......" Marshall noticed something, and walked towards the lab table.

"Father Marshall, please don't touch it." The beefy cops were about to stop him.

"I'm not going to touch it." Marshall said.

Arriving at the lab table, Marshall leaned down and looked carefully at the blood stains on the table.

"There's a sign of disconnection here, something was put here before to block the blood, what is it? Books? Or is it the experiment log? Marshall straightened up and took a step forward, and then he saw the head of a man.

"It's ...... Lev? Weber? Marshall found that the face of the head was very similar to Lev, "No, there is no match in age, could it be that this is Lev's father?" ”

"It seems that the leader of Sagura has come here and taken his things with him, who is it?" Marshall looked at the open iron door, and a sense of crisis welled up in his heart.