Outside the guard's hut, on the path leading to the morgue, the barely humanoid pile of char remained in place, and several church guards were preparing to transfer the remains to the wooden box, and they stopped for a moment when they saw the "gatekeeper" and the cemetery guard appear.

Agatha, the gatekeeper, pointed to the charred wreckage: "What you saw yesterday should be him - of course, all that's left here at the moment is a shell, and the 'visitor' who once occupied this body has indeed left." ”

The old guard came to the wreckage, lowered his head and observed for a moment, his brows furrowed slightly: "He is ......"

"If that's right, one of the four cultists who disguised themselves as priests last night," Agatha said lightly, "this shell was killed by the symbiosis of the demons. ”

The old guard was silent with a serious face, he didn't know what to think, and after two minutes, he suddenly looked up and said, "The corpse you sent last night......

Agatha nodded, and raised her hand to look in the other direction: "Over here, but its state...... A little more spooky. ”

Led by the gatekeeper, the old guard came to a clearing on the edge of the morgue, where the "samples" that had been processed and other key exhibits ready to be sent back to the cathedral were stored.

The old guard looked at what Agatha had pointed out to him, stunned.

That's a bunch of ...... big and small Glass jars.

"What do you mean...... This is the corpse you sent yesterday? The 'restless one' who talked to me in the coffin for a long time last night? The old man stared at the pile of bottles and cans for a long time, and finally couldn't help but turn his head to look at Agatha suspiciously, "Just one night ago, he could even knock on the wooden planks in the coffin very energetically!" ”

"Yes, but when the Guardians found the pile, we had to collect it with a shovel and put it in jars as much as we could—only the only remaining outline and location of it at the time would prove that it was indeed the dead we sent to the cemetery last night," Agatha shook her head, "as you can see, a semi-solid pile of ...... The mud barely left some traces of biological tissue, and the few remaining traces of biology were rapidly transforming into something similar to mud over time. ”

She paused, pointing to one of the largest jars.

"There used to be a few bones here, but now all that's left is this weird sticky substance."

The old guard frowned, staring at the strange substance in the glass jar.

Those that had no outline of biological tissue, dark red mixed with black-gray, like silt at the bottom of the water.

If he hadn't known that the "gatekeeper" wouldn't have deceived him, he wouldn't have been able to connect these things with the "restless man" who was chattering in the coffin yesterday.

"Well, the dead have turned into mud, and evil things always happen together," the old guard finally sighed, "and now that this is the case, how am I going to explain it to the family of the deceased?" They would come to the cemetery to say goodbye to their loved ones, and then I told them that yesterday a couple of Annihilation cultists had come in and made trouble, and something that looked like a subspace shadow, so their family members somehow turned into cans of liquid? ”

"Oh, you don't have to worry about that, their families won't be bothering you," Agatha just shook her head expressionlessly, "they've finished their farewell ceremony at Cemetery No. 4 next door, and the miner who fell to his death will be sent to the furnace as scheduled." ”

The old guard blinked, and suddenly his expression became serious: "You forged the body to deceive the deceased's family?" ”

"We haven't done that yet." Agatha said lightly.

"That ......"

"We found another body – the worker who fell to his death in that shaft at noon today, and the body we brought here last night...... Same. ”

The old guard's eyes widened, his expression slightly stiff.

After a long time, he suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously turned his head to look at the platform not far away, where the simple coffin that was sent to the cemetery last night was still placed.

Then he withdrew his gaze to the pile of creepy glass jars in the sample storage area.

“…… In the name of the god of death, what the hell did you send yesterday? ”

"We'll investigate," said Agatha, her face barely changing in expression but now more or less serious, "the only thing that is certain now is that the body that was sent to Cemetery Four should be 'real,' that it didn't agitate, it didn't break down, and the body we sent here yesterday...... He has been touched by extraordinary powers. ”

The old guard didn't speak for a moment, but seemed a little preoccupied, when a black-clad church guard suddenly approached Agatha from another path.

The church guard whispered something quickly to Agatha, then handed over a thick piece of paper.

Agatha glanced at the contents of the piece of paper, the expression on her face did not change, but nodded slightly: "Got it." ”

"What's going on?" The old caretaker asked casually.

"Remember yesterday when four heretics entered your cemetery?" Agatha looked up and handed the piece of paper directly to the old man, "You killed two, one was charred outside your hut, and now, we have found the whereabouts of the last Annihilation." ”

The old warden took the piece of paper and found that it turned out to be a photograph.

Somewhere on the concrete floor, there lay a pile of remains, faintly recognizable as human figures, with obvious scorch marks - like the pile of charcoal that guarded the door of the hut.

Obviously, it is the backlash after the symbiotic relationship between the dark demons is severed.

"Is that the woman......" the old guard frowned and looked up at Agatha, "she's dead?" How did he die? Where is it? ”

"Two blocks away, in full view of the crowd, this pile of wreckage suddenly fell at the intersection," Agatha said, "along with a Deathbird demon that was clearly out of control—the demon collapsed and disappeared in less than a few seconds in the real world, and passers-by at the scene called the sheriff to the police." ”

The old guard thought for a moment and shook his head slightly: "I'm not an expert in this area, you can just say your opinion." ”

"My opinion is that this heretic probably also saw the 'visitor' you saw last night - the eyes of the Shadow Demon are more likely to see the 'truth', so her Death Bird went crazy and fled into the Shadows with her master in her madness," Agatha analyzed calmly, "Judging by the wreckage, this heretic was torn apart by other Shadowy Demons before it was countered by the Symbiosis Contract, which is typical of falling into the Shadows without protection. ”

The "gatekeeper" calmly finished speaking and exhaled softly.

She looked into the eyes of the old guard.

"I feel...... Something, watching our city, may not be too peaceful in the coming days. ”

……

Duncan arrived at the restaurant before evening.

I don't know when it started, but the restaurant seems to have become a place for the crew to meet in their spare time.

As soon as Duncan entered, he saw Morris grading Nina's homework, while Nina supervised Shirley, Dog, and Alice in front of another desk not far away.

Vanna was sitting near the dining room window, holding a church book and looking at it intently.

It looks like the atmosphere is pretty good.

Duncan went straight to Morris and handed over a letter: "A letter from your wife." ”

"Mary sent it?" Morris stopped his pen for correction, looked at the letter handed by the captain with some surprise, and then took out the letter opener he carried with him, and muttered while opening the envelope, "I said in the letter, there is no need to rush to reply. ”

"Anyway, the 'stamp' only needs a few fries," Duncan said casually with a smile, "Look at what is written in it, maybe there is something urgent." ”

Morris nodded, took out the letter paper and looked at it quickly, and sure enough, he frowned subconsciously.

"What did the letter say?" Duncan asked curiously, but then added, "Needless to say, private matters." ”

“…… Brown Scott's second letter arrived, only three days before the first letter was sent," Morris did not conceal it, but his tone was a little strange, "his mental state in the letter was obviously not quite right, Mary was worried that the letter was carrying something unclean, and burned the original, but relayed the contents of the letter—Brown was very nervous and dissuaded me from approaching the frost. ”

“…… It seems that your friend has noticed some truth," Duncan said, his expression thoughtful, "Unfortunately, it didn't go well when I went to find out about the frost, and I couldn't find out about your friend. ”

"Huh? Did you go to Frost to find out? Morriston was taken aback and couldn't help but exclaim, "When did you go?" ”

"Just last night," Duncan didn't hide, for it was all his own anyway, "I borrowed a body—but I didn't hear much about it. Last time in Plain, it wasn't so much trouble. ”

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly heard a snapping sound not far away.

Duncan and Morris followed the prestige at the same time and saw the book in Vanna's hand fall to the ground.

The expression on Miss Inquisitor's face was somewhat strange.

Morris was a little worried: "...... Are you okay with Vanna? ”

"She's fine," Duncan replied for Vanna with a wave of his hand, "she's just a bit of PTSD." ”

(End of chapter)