In the antique store of the city-state of Cyland, in the lower city, Duncan sat behind the counter with a copy of the city-state weekly newspaper in his hand, looking as if he was reading the contents of the newspaper casually. Suddenly, his eyes blinked twice, and his originally somewhat sluggish eyes refocused, and then he glanced at the newspaper in his hand and indifferently turned it upside down.

The front page of the newspaper carried a major event in the city-state recently: His Excellency Valentine, Bishop of the Cathedral of the Deep Sea, will soon preside over a large-scale prayer event, when more than a dozen churches throughout the city will ring bells and blow whistles to call on the power of the Storm Goddess to bless the city.

As a warm-up to the event, Consul Dante Wayne congratulated the cathedral last night and presented gifts.....

On the front page of the newspaper was the face of the city magistrate—a middle-aged man with a serious face, gray-haired, tall and thin, most notably a rather frightening scar on his face, and a prosthetic eye that replaced his original eyeball.

It was clearly the mark of a fatal accident.

Duncan's gaze swept slowly over the newspaper, but the face of the young Inquisitor named "Vanna" came to mind—the Inquisitor also had a scar near his eye, which did not affect his eyesight, but was enough to be blind.

He recalled recently gathered intelligence:

The city-state's archon, Dan Fu Wayne, is the uncle of Inquisitor Fengna, and the scars on their faces are said to have originated from the same accident, which was eleven years ago, when a factory leak and cultist riot occurred in the "Sixth Block" near the Cross Block, and Danter Wayne and Vana Wayne were injured by the mob, leaving permanent scars in the accident, which has made them staunch supporters of the Deep Sea Church and actively fighting cult activities in the city-state......

This information is not a secret in the city-state, it can be found in both official records and folk rumors, and if you ask around in the lower city, you will hear about these things.

Eleven years ago, it was another "factory leak" in the sixth block.....

Duncan silently flipped the newspaper to the next page, assembling and combing through the various clues that had been gathering in recent times.

Fragments of the sun, the fire in Nina's memory, Nibe's recent nightmares, the accident that happened to Inquisitor Vana and Archon Dante, and the unknown origin of the girl "Shirley...... All of these things revolve around the "factory leak" in the sixth block eleven years ago, and now the Sun Cultists are ready to move around the city, and the "Sun God" behind them is a burning thing that looks like an evil god.

The thing was still calling for help.

Duncan wasn't going to deal with the sun god yet, but he was a little worried that the nameless fire that was smoldering in the darkness would burn on Nina.

The pigeon had been released by him early in the morning, looking for clues about the cultists in the city-state, and was still wandering outside, and Nina was upstairs packing up her books, and was about to leave for school in a moment, and the street outside the shop was gradually becoming lively

The voices of cars and passers-by passed

At the door, it brings fresh vitality and vitality.

The sound of brisk footsteps suddenly came from the stairs, the slight creak of the old wooden floor, and Nina trotted into Duncan's sight, carrying her bag in one hand and the bread ready for lunch in the other: "Uncle! I'm going to school!"

"Slow down, don't fall, it's still early," Duncan glanced at the girl helplessly, and then remembered something, "By the way, today is your day to go to the museum?"

"That's right! I made an appointment with Mr. Gu!" Nina turned around with a bright smile on her face, "I won't come back for dinner at noon, just go to the museum with my classmates, and you can get some food yourself." "Got it," Duncan smiled and waved his hand, and told again, "Slow down, keep an eye on the car ...... on the road"

"Okay, okay, goodbye, uncle!"

With the girl's crisp shouts, brisk steps, and the jingle of the bell at the door, Nina's figure disappeared from Duncan's sight. She crossed the street in front of the antique shop and sped into the morning light of Purander.

Duncan watched Nina leave, recalling the previous "home visit" and the situation that old Mr. Morris had told him: Nina had few friends at school, and most of her classmates did not like to deal with her very much.

But even if she has few friends, it seems that one or two classmates have a good relationship with her, and some people are willing to invite her to the museum with her, and it seems that she herself is very happy, which is of course a good phenomenon. He had already inquired yesterday, and the classmate who went to the museum with Nina was a quiet girl who also lived in the lower city, and the two had only recently become friends, and they had a good relationship.

Duncan put down the newspaper in his hand.

Nina has already gone to school and will not be back in the afternoon, and today is another working day, and there should be no business in the antique store. It's a bit of a waste of time to stay here and look at the shops, maybe you can go for a walk around the city, and ........ Investigate — something.

Duncan sensed Ea's current position in his mind, gave the pigeon the order to "continue the hunt", then put on his coat, hung the wooden sign at the door for a temporary rest, locked the door of the shop, and went to the nearby station

There are a lot of people at the station, and this is the peak time for people to take the bus to work and school, Duncan mixed in with the crowd, came to the stand next to the station, and looked at the route map above.

His gaze fell on one of them—the line—and on it was clearly marked a location: the Sixth Block.

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There have been "factory leaks" in the official records.

Duncan withdrew his gaze and waited patiently in the crowd as the buses came and went, several of which were driven by the Tsai Automobile Machine, taking half of the people on the platform, and it was a long time before he finally saw an old bus swaying from the end of the road, the number plate on the front of the bus indicating that it was the one he was waiting for.

Duncan followed—a large crowd of people crowded into the car.

The old buses were overcrowded, and citizens rushing to work occupied all the seats and open spaces in the corridors, and Duncan silently squeezed to the back door, patiently waiting for the bus to start.

With the hoarse roar of the steam machine, the heavily overloaded car kicked in, and the conductor began to struggle his way through the sardine-like crowd, beckoning people to buy tickets as they came to Duncan's neighborhood, dark blue

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Shape.

"Sixth Block." Duncan gave the conductor a friendly smile.

However, the crowded conductor was obviously stunned when he heard Duncan's voice, and asked as if he hadn't reacted, "Huh?" Where are you going?" Duncan frowned: "Sixth Block - I see on the route map, can't you go on this trip?"

The conductor was stunned for a moment, then looked up at the road map posted on the carriage next to him, and then quickly nodded as if he had just woken up from a dream: "Oh, of course I go, I don't usually go there, I forgot about it...... Four pesos. Doesn't anyone usually go to Sixth Block? It's been 11 years since the accident, and the area around that factory hasn't been rebuilt.

Duncan had some doubts in his mind, but he bought the ticket quietly, and then watched the conductor squeeze back into the crowd like a warrior rushing left and right in the midst of thousands of horses. The next thing is to wait silently for the bus to arrive at the station.

But at this moment, he suddenly felt a sight coming from nearby.

The gaze was very short-lived, as if it was just a casual glance at himself and quickly shifted, but Duncan's senses were unusually keen, and he felt that the gaze was indeed "directed" at him, and even when the gaze was shifted, he vaguely felt a taste of ........ fear and evasion, which made him immediately look curiously at the feeling in his heart.

The next second, he saw a short figure trying to dodge back among the crowded passengers at the back of the carriage.

He saw the figure, and the figure saw him—and the other man stopped in an instant, and stood there stiffly, as if he couldn't even dodge. It was a girl in a black dress, who looked to be about Nina's age, and wore a peculiar collar around her neck with a small bell hanging from the collar.... It's Shirley.

Duncan raised his eyebrows, never expecting things to be so coincidental, and then squeezed in the direction of the girl, who had by this time completely stiffened, but looked at Duncan who was walking towards him with a nervous and even a little fear, let alone continue to dodge, and did not even dare to turn his head.

Duncan slowly walked in front of the other party and greeted the girl with a smile: "Meet again - this time, are you going to school?"

Shirley had the courage to squeeze out a smile, although she said that she wanted to hug the big guy's thigh in front of the dog, but at this time, when she had realized Duncan Cobble's place, she laughed more ugly than crying: "....... Good.. …”

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