"Thank you," Crane replied with a smile, "but I'm a believer in the god of steam and machines, and may steam bless you." ”

He waved his arms and painted the triangular emblem of the Church of Steam in the air.

The Nightwatcher smiled at him and looked at Yager.

However, following the weary nightwatcher's gaze to the rear, Klein was soon horrified to find that the Yager on his left had drawn a crescent moon on his chest without changing his face.

"May the Goddess bless you." Yager curled his eyes gently.

As a young man with slightly soft facial features, who could be commented by the old lawyer Aemond as an aristocratic all-trades, his smile was very deceptive.

Even Crane, who witnessed everything, could hardly connect him to the murderer who had slit the throat of Sequence Five ten minutes ago.

Please, Mr. Bishop, be normal! You're so scary right now!

False steam believers, real goddess house smiling on the surface, MMP inside.

Compared with gentleness, Klein, who had witnessed the scene of someone's crime, only felt a strong sense of unhappiness.

The word "danger" floated above his former boss's head, as if a demigod was going to smash the field.

Unfortunately, the night watchman opposite them did not see through the appearance. After Yager took the initiative to show kindness, he also relaxed his guard slightly.

There is a low probability that a polite and friendly gentleman will commit a crime, although there are many exceptions.

The night guard straightened up the dark gloves on his hands and took out a notebook from the inside of his trench coat: "Sorry to disturb the two of you, but we need to know your itinerary for tonight now." There is a case in the direction from which you came, and the church is investigating. ”

"Okay."

Both Yager and Klein nodded.

"What are the names of the two?"

"Sherlock Moriarty."

"Yager Dryster."

This name is so familiar...... And how does it feel weird?

After reporting his name, Yager couldn't help but glance at Klein.

Maybe I met it from William Sr.? Or is it in his lost memory? For some reason, he always felt that Crane would be an evil high-IQ detective criminal.

？ Something seems wrong?

Before Yager could figure out what was so strange about this combination, the night watchman asked the next question: "Why did you two go out late at night?" ”

Crane and Yager paused for a second.

The reason for Yager's secret investigation tonight was obviously inconvenient to tell others, and even if he was not involved in the case of the Extraordinary, it would be enough for him to drink a pot of wine when he was summoned to Duke Negan, who was strictly forbidden to investigate.

As for Klein, he came out in the first place because he offended a well-known person.

But with the courtesy of not letting the demigods speak first, Klein explained, "I'm the detective who reported the Zmanger case to the police department some time ago. Today, my client came to me and said that the Zmange party was besieging me around my dwelling, so I went with him to his dwelling in the eastern district and took refuge. ”

Wait a minute.

After explaining, Crane suddenly realized that something was wrong.

When he heard that the Zmange was in his neighborhood, why didn't he think of going directly to the church or the police station to take refuge? This is obviously his first choice when he encounters a crisis.

He was afraid that he had been misled by the extraordinary person who was in the same sequence as 0-08.

Because the Bishop was aware of the moment the Extraordinary One appeared, it is likely that they were on the same level. The demigod above misled him, and this sequence seven was obviously very simple.

Klein's fist hardened.

0-08 in the nasty sequence!

"yes, okay." The night watchman wrote and drew in his notebook, "This gentleman, next time please consider going to the police station or the church, where you will be better protected." So this is your client? ”

"It's not." Yager picked up the topic, "We met on the East End. I used to work at William Sr.'s pawn shop in Midtown, but I was fired some time ago, and I was looking for an acquaintance to ask why, and I happened to meet Detective Moriarty. ”

Both men tried to avoid telling falsehoods in order to escape the extraordinary scrutiny of the church.

Klein has already settled the spirits of the dead, and under normal circumstances, the church cannot trace them, as long as they are not interrogated and proven to have lied.

However, in contrast to Klein's well-explained motives, Yager had to mix in a lot of water and distort the facts.

"I see." The night watchman continued to nod, "So what is the approximate route of the two of you coming back from the Eastern District?" ”

"Come from East Wharf Street and get back to Joewood." Klein replied in place of Yager, who suddenly appeared halfway through.

Fortunately, when he got into the car, he did not walk past the coachman, but directly entered the carriage from the side. Miss Sharon was injured and her steps were heavy, and there was just the sound of two people getting into the car.

Otherwise, they will be in danger of not being consistent with the driver's confession.

Next to him, Yager was a little surprised.

The detective actually lives in a block with him. It's a coincidence that Midtown is so big.

"No problem. Then, please leave your address, and we will release it after we finish the process. ”

"15 Minsk, Jowood District."

"24 Hydrographic Road, Joe Wood District."

The night watchman brushed down a few lines, then closed the notebook and put it back in the pocket on the inside of the windbreaker: "When my colleagues and I finish the procedure, we can let go." Wait a minute. ”

He smiled at the two of them with dark circles of tiredness, and turned to walk into the door of a carriage that opened the door in the distance.

Beckland's traffic was abnormally developed in the middle of the night, so he personally did not suspect the two young men who had returned from the East End.

In just half an hour, he had already questioned ten middle-class teenagers and girls, two viscounts, a duke, four MI9 officers, and a military personnel.

If you don't have a card, you don't know that Central Street is so bustling at one o'clock in the morning.

He knocked on the door and leaned into a carriage with the emblem of the god of steam and machines clearly emblazoned.

Yager, who was a thief, silently turned on the improved version of the spiritual vision and remotely peeked at the progress over there.

Unlike the local extraordinaries next door who didn't dare to mess around, Yager hadn't heard of the saying that he couldn't use spiritual vision casually after coming to this world for so long.

Maybe it's because it can make him have an accident, at least it's a true god.

As soon as the night watchman stepped into the carriage, he looked at the loveless man in the corner with an apologetic smile: "I'm sorry, Mr. Bernard, I'm going to trouble you again." ”

Bernard has a stiff face and a tough temperament, but he is now wearing a ridiculously explosive head, and there seems to be an electric current on his curly hair.

The Nightwatch could only try to make his smile apologetic to hide his true smile.

Bernard sighed in despair: "Beckland should have set a curfew." ”

"Of course, of course, the city government should really think again."

Bernard took the notebook from the night watchman's hand and looked at the mirror on the seat of the carriage with a heavy heart.

This silver mirror is smooth and translucent, with almost no trace of dust, but the surrounding edging is an ancient bronze carving, and the style is very contemporary.

"Dear Arodes," Bernard looked at the demon with eyes that wanted to die but couldn't, "May I ask if the person Mr. Jack just asked is telling the truth?" ”