Lewis could vaguely see the figure's facial features, and the other party's expression was wooden and his eyes were empty.

"Why did you kill me?" Lewis asked, he had to hurry, as the psychic effect diminished as the time of death increased.

The transparent, illusory figure spoke, "Because you robbed Barry of the opportunity, Miss Tifana is his favorite young lady." Barry pays a hundred pounds for me to dispose of you, and besides, I want to collect some sacrifices as well. ”

Lewis immediately remembered the pool master he had met at the Eros Center, who had found someone to assassinate him just because of an opportunity to meet a woman.

Lewis was vaguely angry, Mr. Barry's measure was not large, and if he had the opportunity to see the other party again, he must find a way to never suffer again.

"You're transcendent? What path to the transcendental? Lewis heard the point from the necromancer's answer just now, and hurriedly asked.

"I'm a 'criminal.'" The transparent, illusory figure spoke, and every word it spoke, it seemed to feel pain.

"The criminal should be the sequence nine of the abyss pathway, I hardly know the formula of the potion of this path, but I can divinate it."

Lewis smiled, the 'criminal' potion recipe was a bonus.

He touched the illusory figure with his right hand, and immediately silently recited the divination phrase "The Criminal's Potion Formula".

Lewis fell asleep standing up, and in his sleep he saw a hand carefully open a piece of parchment, on which were written the recipe for the convict's potion: the supernatural materials included a single horn of a demon fish, and five grams of evil spirit dust; The auxiliary materials include 5 grams of holy night powder, gastric juice of black goats and one serving of croissant powder of black goats.

After waking up, Lewis silently recited the recipe several times in his mind, and it was kind of memorized.

"You said before that you collected the sacrifices, what are those sacrifices going to do?" Lewis straightened his hat, and the other party's answer reminded him of the evil ritual.

"Sacrifice...... To ......" As soon as he spoke, the necromancer's face suddenly showed a look of pain, and it became more illusory, and even began to crack.

Lewis, sensing that something was wrong, hurriedly withdrew from the psychic ritual, and there were no serious consequences.

As the spiritual wall was lifted, a brisk wind blew, and Lewis's eyes returned to normal again, and the whites and pupils of his eyes became distinct.

Finding that there was a powerful force interfering with the psychic, Lewis did not dare to continue, he looked down at the corpse, a stone resembling black agate had begun to precipitate from the corpse's chest, that was the extraordinary characteristic of "criminal".

It wasn't until the other party's extraordinary properties were completely extricated from his body that Lewis used the cigarette case to collect the half-fist-sized stone-like item.

Although he does not need the extraordinary properties of the "criminal", this extraordinary property can be configured into potions and can also be used to craft magical items.

It can be said that the price of this small piece can reach more than three hundred pounds, if you meet the right buyer.

"The spirituality has dissipated, and I can't tell the true identity of this transcendent, but I can probably guess that he should be related to the 'Blood Worship Sect'."

Lewis pondered, the so-called 'Blood Worship Sect' is actually a relatively loose transcendent organization, and the organization holds the "abyss" path, and the abyssal path is also the demon path.

Based on this, Lewis began divination in order to confirm his next move.

"I should destroy the corpse."

Lewis silently recited the divination phrase, and the pendant made a smooth clockwise turn, meaning that he really should have destroyed the body.

"Whether it's handing over the body to the police or sneaking away, that's not the right option.

If the body is handed over to the police, then it is likely to attract an investigation by the transcendents, and if the police leak the news, it may attract the demons of the 'Blood Cult', who knows if they will retaliate.

If I escape, it will definitely arouse the suspicion of those around me, and I may be wanted at that time, and I may even be forced to leave Bakeland, so that I will not have a chance to get the seal 0-08. ”

With this in mind, Lewis waited until late at night to go out, and he used dream divination to briefly confirm the suitable place to dump the corpse, and then went.

Boom!

With some inconspicuous sounds, the corpse sank into the sewers.

In Beckland, every day I don't know how many corpses of unknown origin sink into the sewers, and most of these corpses, most of which will not be found by the police, they just rot in the sewers or are eaten by living creatures until all the truth is buried.

"I hope this 'criminal' doesn't have an accomplice who plotted the case, otherwise I'll have to worry about it." Lewis sighed, and now the only hidden danger was the murderous Mr. Barry.

Thinking of this, Lewis decided to wait until the party, at which point, he could hire a transcendent to deal with this villain and completely dissociate himself from the incident.

Back in the detective agency, Lewis borrowed the characteristics of the "machine" to calm himself down, after all, it was the first time to kill people and throw corpses, and he was still a little uncomfortable psychologically.

Lighting the gas lamp, Lewis carefully searched the detective office for all kinds of traces, and only after confirming that the traces of the fight were taken care of, did he return to the attic to rest.

By this time, the sky had begun to turn white.

As soon as he lay down, Lewis's inspiration struck him, and he turned on his vision to see a large bone messenger emerge from under the floor, looking at him with hollow eyes burning with flames, and then threw a letter in his face.

"I have to complain to Mr. Azik!" Watching the bone messenger disappear into illusory bones, Lewis only felt a surge of qi and blood.

No matter how rational he was, it would be unbearable to be humiliated by the messenger three times and twice.

Opening the letter, Lewis confirmed the contents.

"Miss Sierra has already received the deed made by the notary, and she has asked me to fulfill my promise to help her with the promotion ceremony." After confirming the contents, Lewis burned the letter.

He took out his pen and paper, made an appointment with Miss Sierra on the letterhead, and asked the messenger in passing, and then blew the Azk brass whistle.

Almost at the same time as the brass whistle blew, a large bone messenger emerged from beneath the floor, this messenger stretched out its bone claws, waiting for Lewis to release the letter.

"I wish it was you who delivered the letter every time." Looking at the polite messenger, Lewis suddenly felt better, and he gave the letter to the bone messenger, and watched the messenger disappear.

At eight o'clock in the morning, Lewis opened the door of the detective agency as usual, made a cup of black tea, and watched the news of the day.

After last night's events, he had to hide his "abnormality".