Late at night, in the area of Beckland Bridge, inside the sewers.

Two men in trench coats and high boots were searching the narrow sewers, no lanterns or torches, but they could discern the road by the faint moonlight shining in from the patio, as if they had the vision to see through the darkness.

One of them had tan hair, a mess that he hadn't washed in days, and his eyes of the same color swept over the wide sewer pool in front of him, as if he was a little confused.

"Sivelas Field and the penalizer were so anxious to transfer the case to us, I thought how many citizens had already died, but I didn't expect it to be quieter than the streets of the North District in the early hours of the morning."

Another man in a trench coat followed him, muttering to himself.

"You should be glad you were catching rats here, instead of going with the rest of the team to find Intis's spies."

The tan-haired man who walked in front turned around and said in a gentle tone.

"And when I just left the station, there was news that the ambassador of Intis was assassinated, he has the strength of Sequence 6, and the extraordinary people in the embassy can't fit in a carriage, so he died, heh, see which team of unlucky people will be sent to assist in the investigation."

"Alright, alright, I see, Chuck, it's been a month's worth of luck to catch rats with you. But here are the rats for us to catch? I don't even feel like I have a fly. ”

The person who is called Chuck is the night watchman "Nightmare" who investigated Angel in his dream a few days ago, and when he heard his companion's words, he also looked around suspiciously.

"The report says there are swarms of rats bigger than dogs, giant crocodiles that can devour people alive in one bite, but I can't see anything...... Do you think it could be a prank by those extraordinary people hiding in the shadows? ”

The other "Midnight Poet", who had only sequence 8, frowned, shook his head, and replied:

"I don't think so, the report letter is very detailed, and even mentions the 'Aurora Society' and the 'True Creator', and you listen," he shut his mouth, leaving the sewer so quiet that only the slow flow of sewage beneath his feet, "There was no sound, not even the sound of rats, it was too quiet...... It looks like someone has deliberately cleaned it up. ”

"At this time, it would be good to have a voyeur or soothsayer, who can further confirm the clues through divination......"

Chuck Hopper smacked his lips, feeling the strong smell of peppermint and disinfectant in his nose about to disappear, and the stench from the outside world was gradually seeping in, knowing that the effect of the inhaled potion before coming in was about to disappear.

"Anyway, at least make sure there are no rats or crocodiles that can eat people, and they don't feel the evil breath, and leave the rest to the 'substitutes', this area should have been taken care of in the first place."

Having said that, the two dutifully walked around the sewers and made sure that there were no mutated animals mentioned in the report before pinching their noses and leaving the sewers.

In the dark, a pair of red eyes stared at the backs of the night watchmen, until they turned a right-angle bend and walked out of the passage in the moonlight, and then slowly closed.

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In the basement of 47 Red Rose Street, Angel finished carving the last "Storm Convergence", put down the carving knife, and neatly placed 20 specially made bullets into a palm-sized tin box.

It was a freshly baked batch of ammunition that she was going to sell at Mr. A's rally next week, or at the "Eyes of Wisdom" party if the refreshed buyer was no longer interested.

That's the benefit of attending multiple Extraordinaire gatherings at the same time......

Angel also copied a potionion recipe for Sequence 8 "Barbarian" and "Master of Tricks", but was not prepared to immediately sell the former to the lady who had sold weapons at the party, if she sold the recipe directly, she would only receive gold pounds, but if it was used as an exchange for resources, she might be able to get magical items or clues to other recipes.

Packing up her belongings for sale, taking her weapons, magic mirrors, and newly made wands with her, Angel leaves the house to attend tonight's "Eyes of Wisdom" party, but on the way out, she runs into Mrs. Varys's maid, Anna.

"Hello, Miss Watson," said Anna, gracefully saluting, "Mrs. Varys will have a small tea party at her home next Sunday, to which she has invited a few of her friends, are you interested in that?" ”

This is to invite me to a tea party, and I also sent a maid to visit...... Angel thought of the "pride of the middle class" mentioned in her chat with the Moretti siblings, and remembered that they had to send a maid to invite someone to the banquet, and a smile appeared on her face.

Fortunately, I don't have the "Ring of Madness" on it, and I still look like when I came to Beckland in the eyes of Master Varys's servants, and it is better to make Mrs. Varys forget my appearance if I try to lighten their impression......

Thinking of this, she politely declined the invitation to the tea party relayed by Anna, but out of politeness, she did not directly refuse, but said that she would "think about it".

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After dinner at a nearby restaurant, heading to the alley near the "Bar of the Brave" and donning a puppy mask, Angel knocked on the side door of the humble little building where the "Eyes of Wisdom" held a party, according to the code in the Beckland Morning Post.

Through the inspection of the guard behind the door, Angel entered the living room with only one candle lit again.

Of course, this time she spent 2 Soules to buy an iron mask with the guards, replacing it with a conspicuous puppy mask, trying not to be obtrusive.

At this time, there were still a few minutes before the official start of the party, and there were only four or five people sitting in the living room, and Angel glanced at them one by one, except for the old gentleman "Eyes of Wisdom" who was sitting in the middle, and the "pharmacist" Darkwell who was oversized and could be recognized at a glance was also among them.

He shouldn't have recognized me, after all, I changed my mask...... Angel comforted herself, picked a single couch in the corner, and sat down, waiting for the party to begin.

In the last few minutes, five more participants arrived, all dressed in iron masks and hooded robes, but based on their size, Angel recognized the man who had messed with the Sequence 5 Extraordinaire on Monday and wanted to spend £400 on a bodyguard or a magical item.

He actually survived, could it be that he listened to the advice of the Eye of Wisdom and spent money to eliminate the disaster?

Angel looked at the other curiously, feeling a gaze on him, coming from the man's direction, but he didn't look this way.

Subconsciously pressed his tongue against his back molars, opening his vision, and the man's body revealed a faint white glow, but other than that, there was nothing abnormal.

Strange, is it a delusion?

She turned off her vision, feeling the prying sight vanish.

"Let's get started, we don't have to wait for other friends who are late."

Seeing that the surrounding sofas and chairs were full, the "Eyes of Wisdom" announced the beginning of the meeting.

"How's that pile of your treasure herbs? Eaten up by animals? ”

A deep voice came from the corner, and Angel could tell that it was the "Black Snake" who was selling suspected real Creator contaminants on Monday, and that he was supposed to be asking the "pharmacist".

Sure enough, Darkwell turned his head sideways to face the "Black Snake" and replied angrily: "Those mutant rats and crocodiles have been killed, the dog mask lady I hired is very reliable, but unfortunately the sewers are no longer suitable for me to grow medicinal herbs, I have picked another good place, and I will never be disturbed by people and animals again." ”

He wouldn't have really found a cemetery or a grave to grow his herbs, would he?

Angel remembered the conversation that night and suspected that the pharmacist had embarked on a path of crime.

"Lady Dog? Oh, why didn't she come tonight? Black Snake looked around the venue, didn't see a conspicuous puppy mask, and smiled unceremoniously, "If you had hired me that day, I would definitely be able to sweep away the sewers and let you plant with peace of mind." ”

You omitted two crucial words......

Stabilizing the iron mask on his face, Angel resisted the urge to teach him a lesson.

You can't compete with the madmen of the "Aurora Society......

Silently thinking in the bottom of her mind, Angel looked around to see which passage the "Black Snake" would leave from.

(End of chapter)