Chapter 210: Sequence 5 Pack

Becklong stared coldly at Dophes, guessing which force had sent the killer.

Dophis said leisurely: "After saying so much, you should understand, right?" Today you will surely die. ”

Beck Lang sneered, "That's hard to say. ”

Dophis showed a cold smile: "You think the dagger in your manservant's hand is an ordinary dagger?" ”

Beckron was startled and immediately reached out to examine the wound, and as soon as he moved, he immediately noticed that he didn't know when he had begun to stiffen.

His spirituality made him immediately realize that it was not his physical problem that was wrong, but that his spirit was damaged.

Look at the dagger in the manservant's hand, it is dark and shiny, and it is terrifying.

Dophys smiled, "You're still smart, and if you continue to run away just now, you'll only die faster."

"Oh, by the way, I've also replaced the extraordinary material that you often burn, and the replaced material will not only not help you connect with the person you are asking for, but will also speed up the collapse of your spirit."

Beckron was shocked and hurriedly continued in the direction of the door, but his movements were already very stiff at this time, and he only took one step after a long time.

"Do you want to ask why I'm okay in the same room?" Dophes asked himself, "Because I'm a dead man, and a dead man doesn't have to breathe." ”

The manservant stepped forward again, and under Beckron's unwilling gaze, he easily slashed the throat of the Ambassador Intis.

Beckron felt the blood spurting from his neck, a rapid drain of life.

Dophes held out his hand, and the manservant respectfully handed Dopheus the dagger, and he fell to the ground, becoming a real corpse.

When it was determined that Beckron was completely dead, Dophis reached out and grabbed Beckron's spirituality and crushed it, completely blocking the military attachés' channeling path.

Dophes then opened the illusory door on his body, grabbed a cloud-like spirit, and stuffed the roof balloon-shaped spirit back into the illusory door.

At the bottom of the cloud-like spirit was a large mouth of blood, and Dophes glared at it, and the cloud immediately gathered away the countless fangs, and then opened its large mouth to devour Dopheus.

The cloud could be invisible, it could pass through obstacles, and Dophes was in its belly, leisurely directing it from among the patrolling military attachés and busy servants to leave the embassy.

……

A little more than two hours later, 15 Minsk Street.

Crane, who had sent Ian away, had just sat down on the couch, and before Ian could review what had just happened to Ian, the doorbell rang again.

Who?

Crane's expression tensed instantly, and his hands were inserted into his coat pockets, touching the tarot cards and the "Filthy Words" charm, respectively.

Then he looked at the window and the mirror, but unfortunately he couldn't find the shadow of the bodyguard.

But he knew that Miss Bodyguard must be in this room.

Crane walked slowly to the door, and with the help of the Joker's ability, he had a premonition of what he would see when he opened the door:

Under the crimson moon, a sheriff in a black-and-white checkered uniform with three V's on his epaulettes waiting impatiently by the door was Sheriff Fasin whom Klein had seen before.

Klein quickly did a divination and was sure that it was Sheriff Fasin, but he immediately thought that the other party was also a "soothsayer" and should be able to interfere with his own divination.

At this time, the doorbell rang again, and Crane had to pull the door vigilantly.

Sheriff Fasin outside said with a serious face: "The people above have sent me to tell you to stay safe tonight and tomorrow, and be careful of strangers." ”

"Okay." Crane nodded solemnly.

Sergeant Fasin touched his short hair and said, "There are some other arrangements, I will explain them to you in detail, and you make your own decisions." ”

Klein asks Sheriff Fasin to come in and closes the door with his hand.

As the sturdy wooden door closed, the streets of Minsk under the crimson moon fell into peace again.

But after two or three minutes, there seemed to be a quarrel inside the wooden door of 15 Minsk Street, but soon all the discordant sounds died down.

Ten minutes later, Sheriff Fasin opened the door with some stiffness.

He dodged the glow of the streetlights and walked briskly towards the Tasok River, and if any unlucky man saw his face clearly, he would be frightened to death.

……

Early Saturday morning, Blanca Street.

At breakfast, Hobert always looked out the window at the street, and just as breakfast was drawing to a close, he finally heard the voice of the newsboy: "Nickname! Intis's ambassador to Rune, Beckron, beat each other to death yesterday evening with a manservant in the backyard! ”

Hugh and Furth looked at Herbert with surprised eyes at the same time, and Hobart had already gotten up: "A newspaper!" ”

After the newspaper was bought, the three of them didn't care about eating, and huddled together to read the contents of the newspaper.

It's a pity that there are few details about Beckron's death, the journalist writes: "...... The military attachés had come close to cordoning off the embassy, and surprisingly, the ambassador's aide, Mr. Rosago, did not appear, and the entire embassy looked in disarray.

I have learned from the servants that Ambassador Beckron was often rude and brutal to his servants, and was particularly harsh with his male servants. It is reported that this is likely to be the cause of the conflict between the master and servant......"

The three people who knew that Beckron was extraordinary, looking at the contents of the newspaper were talking nonsense.

Hugh was a little incredulous: "Beckron, dead!" ”

Furth whispered, "Yes, did we succeed?" ”

"It should be." Hobert put down the newspaper: "It is impossible for an ordinary person to kill a Sequence 6 extraordinary, even if it is a sneak attack. ”

He was sure that it must have been the handiwork of Dopheis, and it was very clean, leaving no traces on the scene, and even the people from the Intis embassy did not know which direction to check.

This is in line with Dopheis's low-key character, only a madman like Aurora would make the killing of Beckron known to everyone.

Hobert could almost imagine that Dophes must have been fully sure of his actions, and that all his actions must have taken him in stride.

When he made his move, Rosago was not in the embassy, Beckron was no match for Dophes at all, and there were many ways for a Sequence 5 to kill a Sequence 6 silently.

Especially this kind of assassination, Beckron is too much to guard against, and may not even have the opportunity to use his own magical items.

Hobart thought again: since Rosago has not appeared, it seems that the gift package of Sequence 5 has been delivered to Mr. Ke.

Just then, Miss Audrey's maid came again to deliver the letter, and when she opened the envelope, it was a check for 10,000 pounds.

Hugh and Foirth swallowed unappetly when they saw the check.

Hobert put away the check: "I'm not going to work today, I'm going to deliver the pay." ”

Hugh and Furth also wanted to go together to see the strong man who had killed Bakron, but they knew that it was impossible.

After finishing the rest of the breakfast, Hobert took a taxi to the suburbs.

Yesterday Jacob had sent a message to Hobert, and the final excavation of the ruins was going to be carried out today, and Hobert, who wanted a piece of the pie, of course, had to be present.

At about ten o'clock, Hobert arrived at the camp and was led directly into the ruins by the men waiting at the camp gate.

Returning to the aristocratic courtyard in the ruins, the entrance to the large underground structure was already full of people, smoking cigarettes or pipes and chatting, and the overall atmosphere was more cheerful.

Mr. Dophes was a mismatch among them, and he did not want to talk to others, and no one dared to talk to him.

After Hobert came, Dophes whispered, "There is a high-level 'Death' path seal sealed underground. ”

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