In the carriage, the glow of the red moon seemed to have dimmed.

After Bernard's words fell, a line of blood letters slowly appeared on the ancient silver mirror.

"Nobody lies."

Oh?

Yager, who was peeping, raised an eyebrow.

This extraordinary item is not allowed. Although he deliberately avoided lying, he still distorted the facts for the purpose of going to the East End, and was not enough to be called the truth.

Is the item's level too low?

There is no tentacle fantasy that is forced to count.

Under Yager's covert gaze, the picture of the venerable Arodes changed, and the original font was slowly erased, allowing Bernard's most feared part to come to the surface.

"According to the principle of reciprocity, it was my turn to ask questions. If you lie or can't answer, you will accept the assignment or punishment I have assigned. ”

Next, the blood-red font reads, "What are the gods associated with the moon?" ”

Mirror, you have a promising future.

Yager, who was sitting in the car, adjusted his sitting position with interest, and tapped with his right hand on his lap.

This is the topic he is most interested in at the moment, and it just happens that even the Tarot Club is difficult to answer, and it is pure surprise to see it here.

It seems that the mirror is not a low-level object that gives the wrong information, and that it may have some way of sensing him, which is why it asks this weird question that only works for him.

Wait, doesn't that mean it's probably telling the truth? "Nobody lies"......

He's not human?

The corners of Yager's mouth froze at the good news.

No politeness! Even a little bit of people are human! Isn't the human skin here?! That's the bottom line!!

A certain "person" whose face can turn into tentacles is starting to get angry.

Also not so happy was Bernard in front of the mirror.

He pondered for a few minutes before he replied, "Well, the goddess of the night, the moon...... Moon goddess? Also, there's ......"

Bernard couldn't say anything for a long time.

"The answer is incomplete."

The blood-red font reappeared, leaving the poor Mechanical Heart Squad Leader's expression disgraced.

He was so depressed that he didn't even pay attention to the unusual answer given by the mirror this time.

Normally, Arrodus would answer 'true' or 'false', and saying 'incomplete answer' seemed to be deliberately for people who didn't exist in the space.

In the gloomy carriage, quaint mirrors floated uncharacteristically, glowing faintly silvery in mid-air, surrounded by tiny flashes of thunder and lightning.

"Task, or punishment?"

A fine sweat broke out on Bernard's face, and his Adam's apple squirmed up and down. Having been struck by lightning many times tonight, he squeezed out the words from between his teeth:

"Punish ......"

Before he finished speaking, a dazzling lightning bolt that almost blinded the mirror was released!

Bang!

A second later, Bernard dramatically exhaled a puff ......of black smoke from his mouth.

His funny exploding head made matters worse, and even his face had a few more scorch marks.

The silent watchman cast a sympathetic look at him.

"This ...... The mirror has definitely increased! Bernard patted his chair angrily and pointed to the silver mirror that had landed back on the opposite side.

Even if his lungs hurt, he still didn't dare to add the swear word prefix in great detail.

"Eliminate the gas," the night watchman said as he handed him the water on the table, "it may have been repeated too many times to become serious." ”

"Normal doesn't!! It's fraud!! ”

"I'm applying for a substitution!!"

The Night Watchman laughed dryly, "We don't have the seal of your mechanical heart, it's not easy for us to use. ”

"We don't mind." Bernard looked resentful.

"No, no, no, I'll help you call the team members over, you wait for me!"

The sound drifted farther and farther away as the owner fled from the carriage, and at last it was barely clear.

Only the humble Bernard was left in the carriage looking desperately into the distance, as if looking at freedom.

……

In the carriage on the main road, Yager blinked and turned off his vision.

The mirror looked like a very useful and extraordinary object, and since its comment was 'incomplete answer', it must have known the correct complete answer on its own.

Infiltrating the Steam & Mechanic Church has been added to his to-do list.

"Knock knock."

The door of the carriage was pulled open again, revealing the face of the young man who had just been on the night watch.

Apparently, instead of keeping his promise to help Bernard call his teammates, the night watchman cruelly abandoned him to inform Yager of them.

"We've checked it out, and thanks to your cooperation, you can leave." The night watchman bowed, then exited the carriage and beckoned straight ahead.

In the middle of the group of carriages where the church was parked, a wooden barricade was slowly removed by the church personnel on both sides after receiving the signal, clearing the passage just enough for a car to pass.

The carriage moved slowly.

Soon, the passing church vehicles and the checkpoint on Central Avenue disappeared from view.

"Whew." Crane breathed a sigh of relief and relieved.

He wasn't afraid that one of them would be found out if he lied, but he was more afraid that the people of the Night Church would notice that he was the dead Klein Moretti, and that Mr. Bishop might not be able to save him.

By the way, Mr. Bishop's name is Yager Dryster, and he still lives on Hydro Road......

Isn't that the new tenant that Mrs. Summerll complained about?

"Oh my God, Detective Moriarty, I have to tell you the unfortunate news that our house on Hydro Road is rented to an unknown outlander! If he hadn't worked in the Minsk office, I would never have rented it to him, and I'd rather let you live there. The etiquette of these strangers is so sad that he actually refused to kiss a lady! ”

This was what Mrs. Summerle had said to him a few days earlier when he had been invited to tea. At that time, the beautiful lady was emotional, and her words were full of spurning and contempt.

The stranger who refused to kiss the blonde young woman turned out to be you! Bishop!

Crane showed dead fish eyes.

But Mrs. Summerer did not ask for it when he came......

This must be because the ladies of Beckland have been more cold and elegant lately, yes, it must be.

Xiao Ke felt that his appearance was hit by an arrow in his knee.

In his heart-wrenching thoughts, the carriage finally arrived in the Jowood district.

The two, plus Miss Sharon, who had been pretending not to exist and had quietly disappeared during the church inspection, got out of the carriage before and after.

"Thank you for your help." Crane turned and took off his hat to Yager, "I ask Mr. Fool to give you an extra reward, is that okay?" ”

"No problem." Yager's jaw.

They finally talked about his sole purpose in rushing back to the carriage.

This time the harvest of the East End was satisfying. Not only are there gold pounds, but the direction of follow-up is also clear. Tomorrow evening, he will go to the church in Katong at night.

Speaking of which, it looks like a full moon the night after tomorrow.

I don't know why, but when I thought of this, the blood vessels in Yager's arm beat abnormally twice.

"Then I will take my leave. I live at 15 Minsk Street, in another house rented by Mrs. Sameer, so please feel free to come to me if you need it. Before leaving, Klein handed over his business card.

"Mrs. Summer?" Yager recalled it for a moment, and then remembered who it was.

He was overly enthusiastic landlord.

"Okay, if you need it later." He took the business card and had an emotionless and all-trick business exchange with Klein.

The night in Joe Wood was quiet again.

The light of the moon shone on the earth, like a mother who was kindly watching her children. Its body is rounded, and only the last trace of black shadow remains, forming a complete circle.

Form a full night of a blood moon.