Lewis had a rough guess of the location he saw in the dream, and the building was undoubtedly located in the East End, which was the slum of Beckland, where the poor and the lower classes of laborers lived.

The East End, home to many polluting factories, is the birthplace of Beckland's smog, where homeless people starve or freeze to death on the roadside every day.

Lewis grabbed Mr. Dick's glasses and took Blau on the subway to the East End.

"Or are you going to use divination to find the other party's location?" Coming out of the subway station, Blau asked Lewis.

Lewis nodded, holding Mr. Dick's glasses and using his staff to use divination in order to confirm the location of his target.

"Tsk...... Divination can't come out! Lewis looked at the crutch that swayed from side to side, but just wouldn't fall, and several possibilities flashed through his mind.

He was almost certain that the reason for this result was not the lack of divination conditions.

"There is a power in the vicinity of the target person that can interfere with divination. This power could be an extraordinary object, or it could be a transcendent person.

My previous dream divination was not affected, indicating that the item interfering with my divination was moving. ”

Lewis once again had a clear assessment of Dick's disappearance, which was not an ordinary case, but most likely an extraordinary one.

He set his sights on Blau, and if he didn't see the result, it was likely that his divination ability was not enough, or that the supernatural power near the target person surpassed him.

If Blau in sequence 6 had used divination, he might have been able to find out the exact location.

"I can help, but you'll have to share half of what you get this time." Blau picked up the cane and took Dick's glasses from Lewis, instilling spirituality into the cane.

This time, the cane smoothly fell in one direction.

Lewis didn't say much, and he followed the "Staff" all the way over.

After half an hour of searching, Lewis finally saw a sign on a street with the word "Black", and he paused and said, "Dick is in the basement of a nearby building." ”

At this point, Lewis hesitated a little, it was not a good idea to go to the murderer of the kidnapping case alone, and with his ability, he might not be able to win against those transcendents.

"Need my help? As long as I don't restrain my ability and take a nap there, things can be solved perfectly. As Lewis hesitated, Brau raised his head slightly and said proudly, "When I was first promoted to the 'Priest of Calamity', I was once commissioned to investigate a small gang, and the leader of that little gang was a Sequence Seven. As a result, I just lurked there for less than a week without restraint, and the gang was caught up in a firefight and completely disappeared into the dust of history......"

Lewis twitched the corners of his mouth and secretly complained, "Thanks to you being so proud to tell your black history, bad luck is not something to show off, especially a calamity priest like you, who is unlucky enough to be angry." ”

"Can you guarantee the safety of the hostages?" Lewis asked coldly, he didn't sympathize with the kidnappers, especially since those kidnappers were likely to involve supernatural powers.

"As long as you're no more than 50 meters away from me, I don't think there will be real death." Brough lifted his crooked top hat and threw his cane to Lewis.

Lewis walked into the shadows with his cane, and with the power of the cane, his figure was able to merge with the shadows, and it was impossible to spot without looking closely.

Blau first went to the "Black" bar to buy a beer, and then drank it while standing in the corner and humming a tiny Intis minor tune to the sun.

After about half an hour, a violent explosion suddenly sounded in the target building, which was like a thunderclap on the ground and instantly attracted the homeless people on the side of the road.

Seeing this tragic scene, Lewis suddenly faced up to his role, at least, when he and Blau maintained a distance of less than 20 meters, there was never too much bad luck.

Blau motioned to Lewis to make a move, and Lewis immediately broke through the window.

Entering the room, Lewis borrowed the power of his cane to hide, his figure becoming extremely inconspicuous, and only a pair of brown eyes were faintly recognizable.

The gas pipes in the room had exploded, ragged the pots and pans in the kitchen, and scattered them all over the room.

"Those gangsters have found danger?" Lewis glanced around the room, and all he saw was a mortally wounded, dying man with exaggerated tattoos on his arms.

Lewis takes the man's money and a hair, and he finds the entrance to the basement to get the matter sorted out before the police come.

Opening the basement, you can smell a fishy smell, a complete human skeleton hanging on the wall facing the door, next to the skeleton is a half-dried human skin and some stinky pieces of meat.

On the pillar in the middle of the basement were three people with their heads covered in black cloth bags, and their bodies trembled when they heard the sound of the door being pushed open, making a "whimpering" sound.

"Vomit ......" Lewis covered his mouth, after all, it was the first time to see such a disgusting murder scene, and there was always a process of adaptation.

It only took a few seconds for him to suppress his psychological discomfort with the characteristics of the machine and scrutinize the room.

"The gangsters who kidnapped you have left, I will help you untie the rope, you can choose to leave on your own." Lewis struggled to keep his voice low, turning it into something like that of a middle-aged and elderly person.

It wasn't until the kidnapped hapless eggs whined that Lewis untied the ropes that bound their hands and feet, and then left through the shadows.

……

"It's settled?"

In the sunlight, Lewis's figure gradually appeared, and Blau looked at Lewis and asked.

"I don't know if it's solved, the gangsters in the room have escaped, and the police will deal with this matter later, and it has nothing to do with us." Lewis rubbed the corners of his eyes, he had to do a divination when he went back, he always felt that things were not so simple.

If he guessed correctly, the air-dried corpse in the basement must have belonged to the owner of the house, and the organs of that corpse were gone, and it was unknown what it had been used for.

Lewis speculated that it had something to do with the evil ritual, or perhaps the good deeds of the demon worshippers.

"It's a good idea to use the official, but it's a pity that most wild transcendents always have a misunderstanding of the official." Blau smiled, Lewis's mind was very active, and his way of thinking was fundamentally different from that of ordinary wild transcendents.