The basement of the police station is covered with thick stone walls and a table made of Mithril, so whether or not you cut corners is another matter...... Charles looked at the table with a problem, and the spiritual light spots were unevenly thick.

Arrange the corresponding spirits on the table according to the method described in the book.

Divination to get high level assistance.

Think about it for a long time.

......

At present, the only people who know the gods are strangers.

According to the manual, only one god can be begged for a divination ritual at a time, and some have a limit on the number of times they can be divined once.

Remembering the words of the stranger in my mind, I inadvertently formed words and replaced incense with my own spirituality.

The spirit lock spreads around, anchoring the spirit world, "I, in my name, summon the weaver of the fate of all beings, the key to the fate of all beings, the river of fate of the past life, in the vast sea of stars, under the balance of fate, begging for your divination." ”

......

Sounds and spirits resounded and burned in the basement.

Brilliant light filled all around, the ties were infected with various bands of light, the body seemed to rise, and the space was superimposed and replaced.

A round of sunrise rose in the light belt, and the charric in the middle of the morning sun was full of miscellaneous thoughts.

The force of the rage was scattered in all directions.

In the brilliant storm, the rising sun revealed its original face, which was a mottled and magnificent throne.

The old throne was covered with nicks, and illusory voices rang in the ears, some grandiose, some whispering.

Black swirls float in the strange space.

............

Charles's bright pupils were contracting, and it turned out that this was my golden finger.

The weaver of fate, the key to the fate of all beings, the river of fate of the past life points to me, this is the authority separated by the stranger, or...... It's a cone.

The unknowable roots are handed over, and the cone continues to bloom.

It looks like a mottled helmet of the world, deeply branded by the Charles.

......

The entry also pierced into the mind, "Fate." ”

The space was surging, the prototyping blocks were arranged in various shapes, and the bands of light finally revealed a strange river.

It is infinite, incomprehensible, and spreads unbridled waves.

The aura of Dao Dao blooms here, this is an endless river of light, like the purest light.

The mighty surge, countless starry points of light form the foundation.

It was incomparably hot, and even the throne was as small as dust to the extreme.

The surging river is rippling, silent and sounding, surging and weird.

......

It seems to be a long river through the past and the present, as if there is endless sorrow hidden, this place seems to be the beginning of the beginning, and it seems to be the end of the world.

His consciousness burned wildly on the throne, and countless chaotic thoughts arose.

Suddenly, an extremely white figure stepped out in the long river, and the wheel of whiteness hung behind it.

An ineffable voice whispered in the ear, "Fate"!

The white wheel rising in the void seemed to make time and space tremble.

He stood there, washed by the river, still unable to change His vicissitudes and antiquity.

His eyes were like the sun and the moon, shielding him from the overflowing power, and he stood quietly.

Wait-and-see, judge!

This white is not white, it is real white, there is no color, no chroma, no hue.

It's ethereal white, indescribable, it's transformation, it's superposition.

Suddenly, His figure was fading.

......

Spiritually exhausted.

The feeling of falling layers came again, and the overlapping colors flashed.

The basement outlines the silhouette of the Charles, transforming from a sketch to a real person.

Standing in the basement is still full of doubts, pure white?Is the vertebrae the authority separated from the stranger?

"Is that world reincarnation?

"Who is the Wheel of Whiteness"?

Retract your thoughts.

There was a knock on the door, the steely iron door was opened by steam, and the police looked at the open basement with a flash of fear.

Handing over a case book, "The police inspector said that the Yuanfan case is involved, and the case will be transferred to you, this is the police mobilization order." ”

............

Charles quickly skipped it, and the policeman quietly approached his ear, "Yuanfan Group is a large company, and the order from above is to make a fortune." ”

Charles was a little confused, he had also read the information of the police inspector, knew that the police inspector was a big farmer, and also knew that the big farmers in this era had a lot of land but not much cash, but he didn't expect to be so short of money. (Note)

Information flashed in my mind, Yuanfan Group is a chamber of commerce jointly controlled by the Relief Association and Shawen, claiming to master the second-generation core technology of steam engines.

Charles's mind was full of black lines, and he knew best what the Yuanfan Group was.

Just now, Death Knell sent someone to say that it was a big deal.

It is a leather bag company that collects money first and then develops it, at most it improves on the first generation of steam engines, and there can never be a second generation of technology.

Even the police inspector did not know about this, which shows that the status of the Special Operations Division is much higher than that of the secular police inspectors.

Transcendence is higher than reality, there is inequality, there is inequality, there are hidden dangers, or don't tell the police the truth.

Walking out of the basement, there were already 4 police officers gathered in the hall, with more delicate and sturdy police uniforms and chest medals than ordinary police officers.

The police officers who came in and out did not have the slightest envy, they were all joking and regretful...... Or even talk about it in a whisper.

"The world is declining, and people's hearts are not ancient!"

The faces of the four were a little unnatural and a little apprehensive, and the muscle response arc was obviously specially trained.

The will swept through the patterned bullets embedded in the wheel, extraordinary bullets? only the psionic energy was faint.

............

On the bumpy carriage, Charles opened the curtains, and the fleeting breath caused fear from the remnant soul, and he couldn't remember what came to his heart.

With his mind racing, he slowly closed the curtain and pretended to be nothing.

The breath evokes dusty memories.

There were many distracting thoughts in my heart, "Why did the original owner Charles Cotter die, and who printed the six-pointed star on his arm?"

"Go to Locke's Detective Office first", and after a gallop, the carriage stopped steadily in front of the detective agency.

He nodded with Locke's assistant who was recording in front of the door, and walked directly to Locke's table.

The emaciated detective keeps flipping through the books on the table.

It was a book of "The Law of Order", to the effect that people need the iron and rules of order.

Putting madness in the cage and reason outside, waiting for the fire of sin to burn out, signed by the Order Order.

At first glance, this doctrine is a small order, and when this is spoken, it will be beaten by the transcendents.

His eyes swept over the ordinarily decorated houses, his eyes looked out the window, and his mind kept outlining the location of the lot.

A variety of 4-storey house spires in gray and Mickey colors elongate and twist the fiery red sun.

"How did this realm come about?" It was given to a businessman, and I helped him recover the property, and he gave it to me, and it is in a good location, close to the station."

Peaceful golden clouds hung high in the sky.

"There is a case that needs your help, I am not strong in reasoning, and if I use the extraordinary, I will violate the mysterious rules."

The transcendent is extraordinary, Caesar is Caesar!

The world is guilty, and if the simplest divination of the transcendent is a great injustice to mortals, Locke was surprised.

His eyes swept over the car curtain, and his mind lined up with panting sounds and refractions of light and shadow, "You take four police officers"?

"Yes, with your reasoning, I'm relieved. ”

Locke found the wooden chest by the messy fireplace and drew a quaint flintlock musket.

The dark golden lines focused on the front end, and Charles looked at the fire gun with some surprise, there was actually a transcendent factor under the spiritual radiance.

"This is my father's, and I kept it until the day you uncovered the dark world. ”

......

Charles looked at the exaggerated caliber, which scientific lunatic made it?

"I tried, and I can only launch once a day. ”

Fill the packet with an appropriate amount of medicated paper, stuff it with buckshot, and squeeze it with a wooden pole.

Locke smiled, "I had a dream to hide in the darkness, to serve the future, to retire when I was old, and to reminisce about the glorious years in a rocking chair in a small town. ”

Charles laughed awkwardly, his heart full of thoughts.

"In this crazy world, since there are ores that can prolong life, there are people who are crazy. ”

"The dark world is more afraid of death, and if you give up the bottom line in a crazy way, you will not be sure. ”

"In the era of the end of the law, there were people who devoured all spirits to continue their lives!"

......

Locke opened the complicated locks and pulled out his own casual clothes.

A nameplate fell out, but the strange nameplate made Charles' hands and feet cold.

Whispered into Locke's ear, "Genya, your father is Genya's jury!"

Note 1: The farmer did not have much cash, and he borrowed money for the trip to the Continental Congress in Washington, and urged his nephew to help him farm the land every day, and return to farming after leaving office.