Agnes didn't waste time and asked Snow directly, "Tell me why you were recently injected with drugs." ”

Snow nodded a little dumbfounded, and the surrounding light and shadow changed, staggering the scene of the interrogation room.

Agnes saw Lunn standing somewhat respectfully behind a pale man in a black suit, bowing his head slightly, while the man's ruby eyes looked at Snow with interest, and asked with a smile, "Your brother really didn't tell you anything?" ”

"Nope! No! Not really, I haven't seen him since the last time he went to sea! Snow was terrified, and his voice changed a little, sounding a little sharp.

"Mr. Hayden, it looks like he really doesn't know." Lunn added with some pity on the side.

Hayden frowned, but sighed regretfully: "The clue is broken again, where did that guy Bonnard hide things?" ”

Lunn didn't say anything, just lowered his head.

"Since he doesn't know, it's worthless, Bonnard's choice of method is not bad, it's just a bit expensive, but it's quite something...... Humanistic care. ”

"I restored the recipe of the medicine they used, made this one, give it to him, remember to make sure he dies completely." Hayden pulled out a tube of potion and a syringe and put it in Lunn's hand, laughing.

"Yes, Mr. Hayden."

"Okay, I've been here too long today and have to leave." Hayden said as he pressed the brim of his hat.

"It's really annoying, why is it sunny today......"

Hayden's figure disappeared into the interrogation room, and Lunn injected the potion into Snow as he struggled.

The picture gradually and quickly became blurred, and countless unrelated images began to flash, it seemed that Snow had entered a state of delirium, and Agnes saw that the shimmering storm of light on the outer layer began to mix with the inner layer, and a chaotic murmur began to sound inside the "mental world", and countless pictures between the light and shadow were clearly extinguished.

He was dying, and Agnes had this realization in her heart.

Agnes asked Snow quickly, "Tell me about your brother." ”

The staggered light and shadow changed rapidly, and finally he became a man who looked older than Snow, with a beard and a somewhat dirty sailor suit, and thick limbs, which looked quite powerful.

Snow said slowly; "He's a crew member of the Silver Rose......"

The whispering in her ears quickly expanded, and Agnes saw that the brainstorming began to wreak havoc within the "Mind World", and the entire "Mind World" began to fall apart.

"He always said he would make a fortune at sea...... "Snow's words were still sluggish.

A storm of thought enveloped her, and Agnes felt countless glimmers of light lap on Agnes' body.

"Forget it." Agnes sighed, she felt that the spirituality she had penetrated into Snow's "mental world" was rapidly consumed, and Snow's hazy figure in front of her was also shattered by the storm, turning into countless glimmers of light and submerging into the storm.

Agnes retracted her spirituality and opened her eyes, where Snow's breathing stopped completely.

Still a successful channeling, Agnes silently made a prayer gesture on her chest, praising Mother Earth Goddess once.

After the destruction of the thought storm, she only felt that the interrogation room was really very quiet, only Lenn's suppressed gasps and occasional wails.

Mr. Hayden was investigating the crew of the Silver Rose in search of something, and that thing was hidden by Bonnard, and Agnes stood up and silently wondered, was he the one who commissioned Vicente?

It is not known how long, if not long, it takes for this drug to go from poisoning to death......

Could that Mr. Hayden not go far yet? Agnes glanced at Ron, who was close to completing the transformation, if the other party turned back, would she happen to run into Vicente?

Lunn is a member of the Brotherhood of Ster, but from Snow's memory, he is actually loyal to that Mr. Hayden, who was the insider of the events of the Silver Rose.

Vicente didn't hesitate to take the risk and insisted on coming here to see Bernie, perhaps not only because of what he said in the morning because of himself and Bernie at Newlyn Manor, but also because of some others. He may have investigated some other clues, but he didn't say them in the morning, after all, there was little trust between "Ella Poyesia" and Vicente, although Vicente seemed willing to put his safety on his own.

Agnes has always felt that the point of the other party's commission is not to meet Bernie, but to come to the stronghold of the Brotherhood of Stert Street on Art Street, what is so special here?

Agnes rubbed the corners of her forehead with a little headache, and glanced at Lunne, who had entered the end of the transformation, Lunne's "werewolf" form was not as muscular as Bernie's, and even looked like a streamlined beauty, which made Agnes twitch the corners of her mouth.

Should I say that he is worthy of being a person who walks the "witch" sequence? Agnes thought to herself subconsciously.

She heard a deliberate sound of footsteps outside the door of the interrogation room, and Agnes subconsciously turned to look at the door.

There was only one man, judging by the rhythm of his footsteps, and it was Vicente. Agnes listened carefully for a few seconds and came to this conclusion.

She couldn't help but frown, how could Vicente come here? Did he follow him all the way, or was this his purpose?

If he had followed her, Vicente would have not given up his suspicion of her, and it would be understandable.

But if this was his purpose, then was he for Snow? Or is it for that Mr. Hayden?

With such a coincidence, it's really hard for Agnes not to think about it.

Her gaze swept to Lunn, who had just completed the transformation and was still lying on the wooden platform gasping for breath.

"Put away your werewolf traits." Agnes said with a frown.

Lunn nodded slowly, his breathing suddenly became heavy, his face looked painful and distorted, the white hair on his body, the sharp fangs between his lips, and the sharp claws were slowly retracted, returning to his normal human form.

As if he had finally accomplished something extremely difficult, his body suddenly relaxed, and his face was pale and bloodless, as if he had been tortured.

Agnes couldn't help but frown, Lunn's transformation seemed to be much more painful and difficult than Bernie's, and I don't know why, but now was not the time to explore.

Agnes fixed her gaze in the direction of the doorway, and the sound of footsteps approached.

The other stopped at the door, knocked twice, and then fell silent, as if waiting for a response from the people inside.