On this day, two blockbuster news pieces dominated the newspaper headlines in Polnia.

The first is that Evel von Heinrich, an employee of the Museum of Polnia, is officially wanted by the Sheriff's Office for the murder of a nobleman.

The second is the flesh-soaked road in the Setvina district, and the lost collection of relics.

Obviously, people will always have a special preference for gossip, especially the gossip of the aristocracy, and all they care about is whether the impact of the murder on the future class will change.

As for whether the relics were lost, they did not attract much attention, or even panic, after all, most Polnians did not know what relics were.

A yellow and black cordon was hung at 121B Brad Street, and people passing by looked sideways, hearing that the most pitiful of them were the old landlord, his only two tenants, one dead and the other missing.

Luckily, he wasn't in Pornia lately and didn't know his house had been seized.

Maybe the air pollution has become much worse, and when you look up at the rainy sky, it is still foggy, and you can't see the slightest bit of sunshine.

Only occasionally can I hear a few strange noises, which I don't know where they came from.

The streets are still empty, the whole city is wet, people walk in twos and threes, and only the taverns are the most lively.

"Click."

The young figure leaned against the dark corner, a flame lit, and gradually approached the tobacco with the special symbol on it, and just as it was about to breathe hard, and then happily swallow the clouds, one of them reached out of nowhere and smoked the cigarette from the man's mouth.

"Smoking is bad for your health."

The man on the other side hid himself in a loose coat, and he couldn't see his expression, but he could feel an unprecedented pressure.

"Good...... Good ......."

Somehow, he felt his legs tremble, and almost in a state of fear, he nodded in agreement.

"How did you get this cigarette?"

In the darkness, the man's voice came.

"I...... This is the only one I stole from...... I, I'm just curious......". br>

"Where did you steal it?"

"Over there...... I heard that it was a new shipment from the Medwin family......

"Xinlanhai? It's bold......

The man tilted his head, like his own child was disobedient and hated that iron could not be made of steel.

"I'm sorry......"

The young man hurriedly bowed his head and apologized, but after thinking about it, what did he apologize to a stranger?

"Wait!"

He turned to stop the man, and the figure walking deeper into the alley paused, as if waiting for his next words.

"Give me back the cigarettes."

I don't know where the courage came from, and when he said it, he already regretted it a little.

"Huh?"

With a soft snort, the dangerous aura that emanated from the darkness, twisted and bloody, could cut off his neck in the next second.

"No...... No...... You! You wait for me......

The young man fled.

Jiang Chenchuan sighed softly, he lowered his head, and then with a faint light, his fingers rubbed the special sign.

Medwin family coat of arms.

Unlike last time, Ivel von Heinrich is a much better identity than a foreigner, and if he wants to return to a normal life, he must find the real murderer.

But it is not difficult to see from the report that the murderer is more or less closely related to the family of Evel von Heinrich.

Golden pupils, special powers, ancient and extinct families, missing and separated clansmen, and even the land they once had not kept.

The only one recorded in the archives is Ywell.

And now?

It was impossible for Berito to commit the crime, and all the people who acted with Berito died.

Who else?

was left out......

No. 37 Costa Street is an empty house that is uninhabited and has nothing to do with the aristocracy, and Jiang Chenchuan found out that the Medwin family has been active at sea recently.

I've heard that a lot of things have happened in Xinlanhai, and Rena has provided that they seem to have encountered unspeakable creatures, hoping to get in touch with the museum through the Brittage family.

However, due to some peculiar reasons, I heard that the application of the Medwin family was rejected several times.

"So...... Why did Viscount Medwin appear at 37 Costa Street that night?"

It seems that if you want to check down, you need the power of some "nobles......

Jiang Chenchuan was still thinking, and suddenly a commotion interrupted his thoughts, something happened not far away, there was an extremely cold wind drilling into the alley, and there seemed to be a strange figure hidden in the thick fog.

What got into Polnia.

Jiang Chenchuan remembered the reported case of the loss of relics, it was not that he had not been to the scene, and when he lost his identity, he could only look at the bloody black and red from a distance outside the cordon.

I heard that the doctor who cleaned up the body was frightened by the scene, and carefully counted the lost relics, and even the body that was brought back from Ronalk City with great difficulty was lost.

Jiang Chenchuan followed the sound around the alley, and saw a team of heavily armed knights walking through the fog, speaking of which, except for the last church incident, he had never seen such a formal battle.

Is something happening?

Jiang Chenchuan looked at the end of the street and couldn't see anything except the bright world tree that towered into the sky.

But he could feel that something was stirring.

"What do you notice?"

Jiang Chenchuan asked in a low voice.

There was no one around him, and this inquiry was not just a chance of luck, after all, his relationship with original sin was a little delicate now.

"Relic."

But unexpectedly, Original Sin answered him, but it was very short, only two words.

Relic.

There is no flirtatious tone, and there is no temptation to trade.

"Relic?"

Suddenly, Jiang Chenchuan thought of something, he put on a black hood and hid his entire face in the dark.

Now, his identity is not suitable to stand under the light, but what he wants to do remains the same.

The steam that rose from nowhere diffused in all corners of the street, and with the cover of the sky, it was easy to hide his figure.

I don't know which unlucky guy didn't sleep tonight.

"Let's go find Ethan first."

It turned out to be Ethan.

Ethan, who was in a laboratory, shivered violently, rubbing his messy head while quietly closing the window.

"Click."

"Click......

"Click."

In the darkness, there seemed to be the sound of a lighter, but no flames came out.

"Strange, why can't you fight? Do you think I'm in the wrong position...... Carlton, are we going to do it tonight?"

Carlton glanced at the lighter, his gaze drifting to the man in the distance.

"Call it a day, go home and sleep."

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