Either way, Jost is not happy right now.

Andrei is gone, this thing is constantly harassing himself, and he can't even sleep well.

Spa and Olympia were also here at this time.

But they were also helpless, and this strange situation was clearly beyond Spa Francorchamps' capabilities.

There was no way, and several people searched around a few more times, but found no suspicious people.

And so it was another night.

Klaus was going to go to the joint series of Meshev, ask him what he could do, and then try to practice Mozart's Requiem.

Andrei, on the other hand, brought a couple of good bottles of wine, a red sausage, lemon, and a bottle of wine from home, whistled and walked into the police station.

Both Jost and Andre were looking forward to the evening.

Jost had been given a nervous breakdown by this thing, and his brain could barely concentrate.

He tried to ignore it, but he couldn't.

Finally, when Andre came, he could relax his nerves.

On the other side, Klaus plays the Requiem, which seems to have a little effect, but the effect is very weak.

He didn't have the composer's manuscript, he didn't have a long "bard", and he himself was not so cold about the piece, he didn't understand much.

Go to bed! More on that tomorrow.

Andrey was there at night, and Jost didn't need to sleep, so there was nothing to worry about.

At least tonight, they were all doing well.

Klaus was looking for Remyshev, who was at a church.

He has already found where Rostov is.

The Holy See sent all the captured stand-ins there.

Bush Lane.

A very mundane name.

Lemyshev was already familiar with this, but he had never heard the name of this place.

"How can I find this alley."

The clergyman, who was escorting Rostov, fell to the ground weakly at this time and said: "You can't find it." ”

"Encountering this alley can only be accidental."

"Are you insulting my IQ?" Lemyshev said

"Then how did you get Rostov over?"

The clergy told him directly: "It is the prophecy of our Patriarch, that he can hear the voice of God." ”

"What is that prophecy?"

"Grab a Bible and wander around the Southwest Side all day until you see a chapel."

"No one in this world can find this alley except the Patriarch, you give up."

"As far as I know, there are no churches in the southwest."

"That's why I say that no one can find a place but the Patriarch."

"Bush Alley can be in any corner of the city, can be passed by by countless people in a blind eye, passing by, maybe someone has walked in, but no one has ever come out."

Lemyshev frowned: "What is the purpose of you sending people in, if only to kill him." ”

"I don't know the purpose, but this is the Patriarch's personal order, if you meet someone who deals with the devil, you can't kill it, you must send it to Bush Lane."

"This is also the will of the Tsar."

"Hey, listen to me brother, you want to go in, right?"

The clergyman looked at Lemyshev.

"Actually, you don't need to look for it yourself, I can help you, you save your companions, and I can also get the Patriarch's appreciation."

"Didn't you say that whoever goes in can't get out?"

"Sure, but you're still going to go in, aren't you?"

Remyshev looked at him, staring all the time, making the clergyman a little scared, he didn't want to die here.

"It's not that no one came out, this bush alley was first discovered by our Holy See, and a church was built at the entrance."

"At the beginning, we sent a lot of people in to investigate, but they found nothing, as long as they walked in, don't think about coming out, no matter how many people outside shout, it's useless."

"Who's that guy who came out?"

"It's the current Patriarch."

When the clergy saw Lemyshev coming over, he immediately said: "Don't kill me, I have already told you everything I know, and I will definitely help you if you want to go in." ”

"Otherwise, when the next group of people is caught, I'll find a way to stuff you into the escort team."

Lemyshev seemed to be thinking about something and did not speak.

In prison, Jost had a nice night, eating, drinking and chatting with Andre, without anything strange touching.

He didn't choose to get rid of the effect of the wine, it was better to get drunk, at least to make himself less uncomfortable.

Andre was already drunk with a pool of slimes, and that thing was harassing Jost.

Jost's senses were weakened by alcohol, but he wasn't stupid enough to let himself get drunk, his energy was incomparably high, and he could be said to have just been fully rested.

At this time, you should sleep in your own bed.

He felt it.

Yo, sleeping in the arms of Klaus, a cat slave.

There was also a husky next to it, which also ran to the bed.

I have to say that the "attack" range of his stand-in is really very wide, and it can make Jost feel something.

In order to facilitate communication, Jost asked Klaus to bring his double with him yesterday.

At first, Klaus was skeptical, he had never seen such a wide range of stand-ins, how could it be half a city smaller.

It turned out to be brought home, and Klaus was so surprised.

Jost's "drinking" didn't feel like a stand-in at all, and he even had the illusion that it was a real animal.

Olympia touched the hair of "drinking", and was very envious of the fact that drinking could materialize, with the touch of real life, and the attack distance.

Her body was made by Spa Francorchamps, and she couldn't leave Spa very far, otherwise she would leave this body and go to Spa Francorns' side.

After a good night's sleep, Klaus woke up and stretched.

Sergeant Andre told Klaus that he couldn't go to the police station today and that he would inform him of something.

So Klaus began practicing.

Jost's poem "Little Red Riding Hood" was very difficult.

Even for a very mature pianist like him, it takes a lot of practice, and in a moment he plans to go to several taverns to play the Requiem, which can move some people.

If you really can't do it, go to a few churches and help with a few funerals, which should be a good note.

Olympia was full of praise for Klaus's piano skills, and Spa listened to it, but he couldn't hear anything.

He and Olympia are more like different individuals, after all, they are their own wives, if the synchronization rate is too high...

Ahem.

It reminded him of the scene when he made Olympia and had just awakened the stand-in, and he was still very unskilled at that time, so he had some unpleasant experiences.

It even left a shadow on his heart.

"Bang."

He wanted to get rid of this embarrassing memory, and in reality, he subconsciously hammered the table hard.

Both looked at him at the same time.