"Who was the little girl who danced with you at Newlyn Manor last night? Did you tell the church that she was involved in this case? Agnes thought for a moment and asked.

Vicente nodded and said, "She is one of my former clients, I met her at Newlin Manor, and she temporarily commissioned me to find a woman of hers, saying that she was a friend of hers, but we didn't find that woman until the bombing. I mentioned her presence to the priest in the morning. ”

Agnes nodded and smiled, "I see, thank you for telling me this, Mr. Poirot." ”

She picked up the hat next to her and shook it, and clearly saw that Vicente's face showed a slightly tangled expression, which turned to eagerness as Agnes tried to stand up.

"Miss Poyethea, please wait a moment." Vicente finally spoke.

Agnes smiled and paused, looked at Vicente, and raised an eyebrow.

"I ......" Vicente gritted his teeth and finally spoke, "Miss Poyexia, may I ask what I can do to become extraordinary?" ”

Agnes sat back and looked at Vicente with a smirk, until she saw that Vicente was a little uncomfortable before she spoke up, "You have signed a non-disclosure agreement with the church, and I don't believe you still can't see what the best way to contact extraordinary power is." ”

Vicente opened her mouth, and Angnes couldn't help but smile.

"It seems that Mr. Poirot is hesitant to join the church, but I think you should understand that you have to pay something to get what you want."

Vicente shook his head and said, "No, I'm just ......"

The corners of his mouth twitched slightly, looking hesitant to say what he said next.

"I'm more interested in finding the secrets behind things than in life and reproduction." Vicente hesitated for a long time before finally saying what he wanted to say.

"You're a fussy man, Mr. Poirot," said Agnes, shaking her head and smiling, "to be honest, you may be overthinking. ”

While it is true that the church is more inclined towards the aspects of life, it does not mean that it does not have the power to grasp other aspects. Generally speaking, however, only the clergy or devout believers who have made meritorious contributions can pick and choose. Agnes said slowly.

Vicente nodded thoughtfully, ready to say something.

"Of course, if it was before the Battle of the Oath," Agnes sighed with some emotion, Vicente instantly closed his mouth and listened carefully to Agneth's words: "When Fenerport still believes in Mother Earth and the God of Knowledge and Wisdom at the same time, it should be easier for you, after all, the power held by the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom is more inclined to knowledge. The gods of steam and machines on Intis and Rune's side also wield the power of knowledge. ”

"Of course, the power of the knowledge they possess has its own tendencies." Agnes closed her mouth and said no more.

"Thank you for telling me this." Vicente nodded gratefully.

Agnes smiled and nodded, put her hat on top of her head, stood up, thought about it, leaned into Vicente's ear again, and whispered: "Please remember that except for the Seven True God Churches, all other secret organizations that control extraordinary power believe in evil gods, and most of the people who join these secret organizations will fall under the influence of evil gods, and eventually lose themselves, and only know how to worship evil gods......"

Agnes paused, didn't say any more, straightened up, nodded at Vicente, and walked out of the café.

She looked at the daylight, which was already a little pale and bleak, chuckled, and shook her head.

"Isn't it the same with the evil god who only knows how to follow the evil gods...... 'sense the connection with Him in our souls, draw ourselves close to Him, and serve Him'?"

Agnes pressed her hat on her head and walked towards the end of the street.

......

"The explosion destroyed all traces," Joey shook his head at Wenz and whispered, "There are no anomalies to be found here." ”

Wentz nodded, not saying anything.

"Let's go to the Silver Rose."

He whispered.

......

"Silver Rose......" Agnes stopped as she looked at the huge ship that shook slightly with the waves not far away.

Three sharp masts pointed to the sky, and a broken red silk fluttered in the sea breeze on the middle mast. It can be seen that the hull has been painted, but it is clear that after a long period of wind and rain, the paint has either broken or been stained with an old color, which seems to have added some dilapidation to the ship.

Agnes observed for a moment, and with a slight force on her feet, she jumped onto the deck, her brow furrowed slightly, and her gaze was very clearly cast on the place below the deck.

"This feeling," Agnes walked over to where she felt something unusual and looked down at the deck, "a bit like what I felt at Newlin Manor." ”

"It's much weaker, though...... Is it residue? Agnes' gaze searched for the Silver Rose.

"Let's go down and have a look." Agnes walked down the stairs.

......

The whistling sound of the blade cutting through the air sounded in his ears, and Bernie subconsciously rolled to the side, rolling out a few meters away in an instant, before standing up and looking at his attacker with an expressionless face.

This is a man who looks about the same age as Bernie, and the other party looks at Bernie with some complicated eyes, and is silent opposite Bernie.

"Come back, Bernie, and I'll help you intercede with the Lord." The man spoke his first words.

Bernie ignored the man's meaning and slowly pulled his pistol from his pouch.

"Don't you want to keep my hand?" The man smiled bitterly and said to himself, "That's right, I've already hunted you down......"

Bernie didn't speak, just raised his hand and pointed the gun at the man.

The man sighed, the long knife in his hand flashed, and a bullet was bounced.

"I'm too familiar with you, Bernie," the man said softly, "I'll know what you're going to do next when I see your movements......

Bernie just looked blankly at the man and withdrew the pistol in his pouch.

The man's face showed a little joy, and he saw that every inch of white hair grew on Bernie's body, and his face gradually became hideous, and his fangs and claws glowed with a cold sheen.

"You ......" The man's face just showed a little consternation, and a bloody light came from the shadows on the side with a sharp coldness, and pierced the man's heart accurately from behind.

Bernie's eyes fluctuated slightly, and he looked at Lunn who was holding the dagger.

Lunn pulled out the dagger that pierced the man's heart, blood splattering out.

"Master asked me to help you." Lunn let the man's body fall to the ground, and said in a somewhat hoarse voice.

Bernie nodded, his gaze swept over the corpse of the man on the ground, the white hair on his body slowly retracted under his skin, and he reached out and grabbed Lunn and ran towards the end of the street.