Daouria dodged quickly and looked at Ademisor: "The helper I found this time is weird and difficult enough, well done, Mr. Punisher, the game is getting to the top of its game." ”

As soon as he finished speaking, his body suddenly swelled and became larger, completely demonized, his legs suddenly exerted, he jumped high through the large hole in the roof, spread the wings behind his back and disappeared into the night.

Hearing Daouel's message before leaving, Quilar and Hawkes stared at Ademisor in amazement,

At this time, a shrill whistle characteristic of the National Police Agency was heard not far away.

The tantric duo looked at each other, and flames rose from their bodies at the same time, flashing out of sight.

Ademisore was relieved.

Beams of flame rose one after another in the middle of nowhere, and the figures of Quillal and Hawks appeared and disappeared one after another.

After waiting away from the neighborhood where the accident had just happened, the flames rose again, and the two of them walked out of it and came to an uninhabited alley.

"It's actually designed." Quelar suddenly chuckled, looked at his companion with interest, and whispered, "I remember his face, do you want to kill him?" ”

Hawkes shook his head with a gloomy face and said, "Didn't you hear that he was the substitute punisher?" Don't worry about it yet, wait until you get your notes back. ”

"Okay." Quelar half-squinted, straightened up his wrinkled clothes, and then sighed softly: "It's urging again, I have to leave tonight." ”

Hawkes was silent for a moment, then nodded, "I'll go and meet you when I get the notes back." ”

"You have to be careful." Quilar spoke in a low tone, and without waiting for Hawkes to reply, he stepped out of the alley and joined the crowd.

Hawkes stood still for a moment and then walked out of the alley in the opposite direction, and walked quickly north.

……

Thursday night.

In the Storm Church Hospital in the northern district of Tingen, Ademisor, who had been in a coma for nearly a day, opened his eyes.

Last night, after the police arrived, he managed to stay awake, and it wasn't until Fuhrman's figure came into view that he was relieved and fell unconscious.

Where is this?

Looking at the white ceiling, Ademisore was slightly stunned.

"Are you awake and feeling better?" Captain Odrizzi's voice rang out beside the bed.

Ademisor twisted his head with difficulty, struggling to get up.

"Don't worry." Aldrich waved his hand to signal him to calm down, and took a glass of water and handed it to Ademisor's mouth.

After a few small sips, his moisturized throat slowly recovered, and he asked hoarsely, "How long have I been asleep?" ”

"It's half past ten on Thursday night."

Has it been a day? Immediately, he remembered the plot of the original book, and speculated in his heart that Crane should have killed Hawks.

Ademisore took a soft breath and said in a low voice, "Captain, this time..."

Aldrich sat up straight, put the flask back in his arms, and said solemnly: "François used ritual magic to restore the situation at the scene, and the attacker was a 'demon'?" ”

"Yes, his disguise is that of a postman from Tingen named Dauria, whom I have seen before at the Breeze Orphanage and in Dr. Harvey's clinic."

Odrizzi nodded, and then shook his head again: "You escaped from him, his identity has been exposed, and this clue has been broken." ”

Ademisor nodded in agreement, pondered for a moment before expressing his speculation: "He doesn't seem to want to kill me, and before leaving, he told me that the game is getting to the best of its best." ”

Crime declaration? Does that mean there will be more out-of-control players, Aldrizzi frowned, smacking Ademisor's words.

"And Lady Sharon and Triss!" Ademisor glanced at Aldriz and continued his story.

Mrs. Sharon? Aldrizzi pinched the corners of his forehead, a lady he knew was a well-known courtesan who was involved with many political and business figures.

"She is a member of the Witch Cult and a guide for the instigator Tris, who drank the 'witch' potion and became a woman, under the alias Tris, and I came out of the warehouse just in time to meet the two of them, and was hunted down along the way, otherwise I would have returned to the club before Dauria arrived."

Aldridge got up slightly, closed the curtains, turned around and asked, "How do you know it's Mrs. Sharon and you know her?" ”

Ademisor shook her head and made it up, "No, she was masked when she chased me, and I saw the picture of her, and everyone in the picture called her Lady Sharon." ”

"So she doesn't know you already know who she is?" There was a hint of surprise on Audric's face.

Ademisol was stunned for a moment and said softly: "It should be like this." ”

"It's good, it's good, what about the two extraordinary ones who helped you?" Aldrich, slightly impatient, continued to pace in place.

"They are members of the Esoteric Order."

The Nightwatchman's recent notes from the Antigone family? Aldrich instantly connected the two, and he nodded approvingly, "These clues you provide are crucial. ”

Of course, this is what I paid for with my life, Ademisore gave a wry smile.

Seeing this, Odezzi hurriedly walked to the bedside and comforted: "You can recuperate here with peace of mind, don't worry about safety, this is the church's hospital, no one dares to come here to spread wild, I will arrange a person to accompany you every day and recuperate well." ”

Immediately he opened the door, and a grim-looking Lady Caitlyn walked in from the outside.

"Caitlyn will take care of you today, and if you need anything, just say it." Aldridge gave a quick order, bowed slightly at Caitlin, and quickly walked out of the room.

With a book in her hand, Caitlyn walked to the seat next to the bed and sat down, "You lie down, I'll help you lift the curse." ”

The scent of jasmine came from Caitlyn, which was inexplicably reassuring.

Ademisor calmed down and spoke again, "Be sure to tell the captain that that postman Dauria must have something to do with the runaway case, and we must catch him as soon as possible, otherwise Rex and I will be in danger." ”

"Rex?"

Caitlyn looked up, her good-looking eyebrows furrowed slightly.

"Uhh ”

Knowing that he was in a faux puff, he didn't rush to deny that it would be more suspicious, and he cleverly replaced the real picture, trying his best to make the matter look less serious.

Caitlin furrowed her brows when she heard this, and lowered her voice to make her tone as soft as possible:

"You don't need to worry about that, just leave it to the captain, you and Rex will be fine, now you need to take care of your injuries."

After a soft word of comfort, the lady took out bottles and cans from the bag under her seat and placed them on the bedside table, quickly completing the requirements of ritual magic.

She prayed in a low voice, and finally spat out a word in Hermes: "Get rid of." ”

Clouds of black gas swirled up from Ademisor's right arm, turning into a pitch-black female figure, screaming and disappearing.