The icy night rain shows no signs of stopping.

Gerald sat in the carriage and went with the coachman to the last place where the mayor's son-in-law was present.

Damp and cold air, dim and bumpy carriages, staggering through the brightly lit neighborhoods and driving onto London Bridge.

Across the bridge, you'll find London's East End.

Originally, there was no East End, and the east bank of the River Thames was a large area of farmland and woods.

The Industrial Revolution brought with it the trains, and when the railways were built all over the country, many out-of-towners flocked to London in search of work.

As the largest industrial city in the world, London attracts not only people and goods from the United Kingdom, but also people and goods from European countries and colonies around the world.

The huge flow of people and goods meant that while political and religious centres such as Whitehall and the Palace of Westminster on the west bank of the Thames were growing, the places for ordinary workers to live would also need to grow.

As a result, the area on the east bank of the Thames River gradually embarked on the road of urbanization and industrialization.

Today's East End is overcrowded, with a high level of population composition and mobility.

Behind the narrow streets are a large number of dense townhouses, narrow and deep alleys, and the poor people who live in them.

They migrated here with the expansion of the railway, participated in the expansion of the city of London, and were not adequately paid for the exploitation of capital, so they had to continue to live in overcrowded slums, lacking light and air, and living in very poor conditions.

"Boom!"

The coachman shouted and hurried.

The carriage jolted, and an even thicker fog encircled it, and the fog was wet and dense, making the whole world blurry.

"This is it, sir." The coachman suddenly shouted.

Gerald looked up and saw a five-story cheap apartment building in front of him.

【Fugai Apartment】

This kind of poorly maintained, dilapidated apartment building is very common in the East End.

As he looked at the Fugai apartment and the cramped and crowded houses around it, Gerald couldn't help but sigh that the intricate streets of the East End were like a natural labyrinth, providing cheap places for the new poor to stay in, as well as providing cover and concealment for the mob, and the East End became a breeding ground for crime.

"Sir, that's where Davis fired me." The coachman said in front.

Gerald stepped out and waved his hand back.

A squad of policemen ran up.

"You first surround this apartment, and then, contact the boss, and send someone over to do the personnel flow."

"Yes, sir!"

With this arranged, Gerald pulled out the retrace crystal.

After inputting the magic energy into it, the red light inside the transparent crystal flashed, and a hazy and blurry picture appeared.

At the door of the Fugai apartment, the mayor's son-in-law drove the carriage alone and turned around and left, heading towards the West End. Gerald also drove the carriage himself, followed the road, and when he reached the West End, he was soon back near Knight's Street, and as long as he turned the corner, he could go directly to the mayor's mansion.

But the carriage stopped just around the corner.

In front of the dense fog, a tall figure appeared.

The mayor's son-in-law pulled out a gun and shouted loudly, but no sound came out. Soon after, a man emerged from the fog, tall and dirty, with a beard and hair that seemed to be oozing oil.

What the two of them said in front of the carriage, the momentum of the mayor's son-in-law, from the arrogance and contempt at the beginning, to the shock and compromise later, was only a matter of a few minutes.

He got the men into the carriage and drove to the north of London.

Gerald also drove along.

The wandering headlights form a spot of light in the dense fog.

The wheels creaked and came to a stop in front of a manor house on the outskirts of North London.

Gerald's eyes froze.

In the rain and fog ahead, there was the slight cry of horses.

He clutched the back crystal to the rusty iron door.

The mayor's carriage was parked under the fence next to it, and there was nothing around it.

"Anyone?" Gerald came to the car and shouted.

No response.

Gerald lifted the gas lamp and pushed open the car door.

It was empty, there was no one, but there was an open stone box.

The footage in the retrospective crystal shows that the mayor's son-in-law followed the mysterious man into the house after putting the East XZ in the stone box on his body.

But what is that?

The picture is blurry, and only a rectangular white object can be seen.

"That's why I hate rainy days, and if it's a sunny day, the clarity of the backtracking crystal can at least be doubled......" Gerald scolded and covered the stone box, picked it up, and turned to follow the image of the backtracking crystal, entering the courtyard through the rusty iron gate.

But right away, his footsteps stopped.

In the picture, the mayor's son-in-law followed the mysterious man into the house.

But in reality, all Gerald saw were withered yellow trees and overflowing pond water.

What about the house?

Where's that big house?

The picture in the crystal of regression was interrupted, and after a while, the mysterious man came out of the house alone, and then the whole house collapsed in an instant. The water in the pond spread, submerging the ruins under the water.

The mysterious man did not look back, and continued north.

What's going on here?

Before Gerald could think about it, he suddenly felt a chill down his spine.

The cold hair stood up instantly, and even hurt a little, as if there were thin needles pierced in the back.

Someone is spying on me!

Gerrard made a judgment in an instant.

The reaction is clear, and the conclusion is clear, after all, the occult's sixth sense can't be wrong.

"It must be the murderer...... Gerald suddenly stopped.

He lowered his head and held the stone box high, pretending to look at it carefully, while the corner of his eye continued to scan the surroundings.

Yellow trees, collapsed fences, rusty iron gates, overflowing ponds...... The night rain is faint, and there is not a single living creature.

But Gerald was still sure he was being watched.

This......

He concluded that it was the murderer.

The murderer's purpose was the stone box in his hand.

"Come on, come on, stupid little worm...... "Gerald's heart beats faster and his blood flow rapid, "I'm going to have it all to myself." I'd like to see if I can use this credit to get the captain to teach me how to meow, oh ho ho ......."

In just three seconds, he figured out how to ask for credit.

One step, two steps, three steps...... Holding the stone box, Gerald walked slowly back.

The feeling of being spied on was still there, and he gathered all his strength, ready to deal with the danger that could erupt at any moment.

A dark shadow pounced.

Gerrard's heart is overjoyed!

The first-class skill of walking, the door!

And then......

"Bang!"

With a dull thud, he flew up like a kite with a broken string, and then slammed into the pond.

The stone box was snatched away.

…… Damn it!

I was careless!

I forgot I was a slut...... No, I'm a mystic of the cup path, and I'm not good at hand-to-hand combat...... Gerald fluttered in the water for a long time, and finally climbed ashore, and looked up to the sky with sorrow and howled: "Dog, there is a kind of mental spell to compare with me......"

finally found a little evidence, but was snatched by the murderer in person.

I'm still so embarrassed......

After Gerald sent someone back to report the situation, he gritted his teeth and followed the mysterious man all the way north with the retrospective crystal in his hand.

As a result, the more you go, the heavier the rain.

The blurrier the picture.

After arriving at the farmland in the suburbs, there was no light in the surroundings, and all traces of the mysterious person disappeared.

The cold ice rain slapped mercilessly on the face.

Gerald held his head in his hands and wept bitterly: "Oh god please no! No——”

Look at.

What a pitiful man.

He's about to be cleaned up by the captain.

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In the hall with the strange formation, a wet black shadow rushed in.

The black-robed man on the cold stone seat immediately got up and shouted anxiously, "How is it, have you brought it back?" ”

"Luckily!" The black shadow picked up the stone box and giggled, "The committee sent out a sassy cup, if it weren't for the more important things, I would have opened a meat ......."

"Give it to me!" The black robe stretched out his hand anxiously.

The black shadow handed over the stone box and said with a smile: "I said a long time ago, how good it would be to slaughter the customs department directly." You just want to find a middleman to get it, now it's okay, slaughter the mayor's house, I really don't know if you have a personal vendetta with the mayor. ”

"Isn't it to find a middleman to reduce the impact, who knew that there would be so many situations......"

The black robe said, with a slight smile on his face.

But the moment he took the stone box, his heart chuckled, and his face changed instantly.

"What's wrong?" The dark shadow asked, confused.

"The weight is not ......"

"What?"

The black robe took a deep breath and carefully opened the lid.

It was empty.

"Arnold?" The black robe screamed instantly, and his eyes became fierce, "What about the things inside!" What the hell are you doing? ”

In an instant, the air flow in the entire hall was disturbed by his anger.

"I said, if it's me, what am I going to do when I come back......" The shadow scratched his hair and gave an impeccable answer.

That's right.

That stuff is so important.

If you really want to lose it, for whatever reason, both of them will have to die.

If Arnold swallowed it privately, he wouldn't have stupidly come back and die.

"But where the hell has this thing gone......" The black-robed robe roared out of shape, his eyes staring at the empty stone box. Hard nails scraped against the hard lid, a piercing and sharp sound, and after a long time, his low roar of suppressed anger was heard in the hall.

"Keep checking for me!"

"Anyone who touches this box will die-"