For the next period of time, Pomp Xie's life suddenly became very leisurely.

Every morning, I went out to have an early meal at a nearby restaurant, and then I went to the Royce Building to sign in, let out a scan of my senses, and see if the iron light rain was safe, and then, with the Royce Building as the center, I wandered around Manhattan.

The Mesot Federation is the first power on the earth today, and the metropolis is the first city of the Mesot Federation, and it is also the city with the most developed financial industry.

It is a place where he can taste the best cuisine from around the world, see works of art by the world's best artists, and see all sorts of quirky things.

Such a city is home to dozens of world-class art museums, famous modern art museums, countless art museums, historical relics museums from all over the world, and many strange museums.

Some of these museums are public, some are private, some are free, some are charged, and some are not open to the public even if you pay for them.

Of course, for Pang Xie, this is not a problem, as long as you want to enter, you can enter, and there is no question of whether to open or not.

In the blink of an eye, a week has passed.

Ponsei had already visited more than a dozen museums around the Royce Building, large and small, and was not as worried about the safety of Tie Qingyu as he was a few days ago.

He found that Tie Qingyu's actions were not out of line, but he just took her two friends and ran around the major libraries in the city, looking through old ancient books, trying to search for materials from these ancient books, and other than that, there was no other act of death.

As a result, Ponsie slowly began to move away from the Royce Building to more and more interesting museums.

Until early that morning, Ponsie went to the Royce Building as usual to scan Tie Qingyu with his divine sense, only to find that she did not appear in the building, and then scanned elsewhere, only to find that Parker and Logan did not appear here either.

"Did you go out? or didn't come?"

Pang Xie took out his mobile phone and dialed a call out, and the result was that the other party's mobile phone was turned off.

It's not uncommon for a journalist to shut down their phone, unless it's distracted by some unexpected factor.

"This ......"

Ponsie frowned, looked up at the Royce Building, but instead of immediately going up to look for it, he found Holmes's phone and dialed it.

Looking for this kind of thing, or let the professional player go to inquire with his own face, which may cause the opposite effect.

Half an hour later, Holmes arrived downstairs at the Royce Building, where he met Poncie, who had been waiting for a long time.

"Here's the thing......" Pang Xie briefly explained the situation.

"Leave it to me. Holmes said just one word, turned and walked upstairs.

Twenty minutes later, Holmes came down with a frown, came to Ponsei, and said, "I heard the news just now, they left here at nine o'clock yesterday morning and went to the Beowulf Library on Rogue Island, and no one has seen them since. By the way, it is a private library, built in 1887, and has a large collection of books, with a focus on history and legends...... Valuable. ”

"How do I feel that you haven't said anything?" Ponche keenly noticed that something was wrong.

"Your senses are keen, I just don't want you to worry, well, according to my count, in the history of the Metropolis, there have been at least 191 people trying to find the Bloods hidden in the shadows, and twenty-one of them disappeared after leaving the Beowulf Library. Holmes said.

"There's something wrong with this library?" Ponche couldn't help but ask.

"Maybe it's because the ancient books in it are valuable, and if they are seen, they will lead to death, who knows?" Holmes said.

"If that's the case, why didn't the people who killed them destroy the ancient books inside, wouldn't it be a hundred?" Pang Xie asked rhetorically.

"It's very simple, maybe those people don't want to, they just can't do it. Holmes replied.

"You're saying someone is dealing with these people......" Ponche seemed to understand something.

"Of course, if these people are unstoppable, they won't be hiding in the shadows, how good is it to be the boss in a dignified manner?" Holmes said.

......

After a few small talks, the two left the Royce Building and drove towards Rog Island.

There is no direct bridge between Manhattan and Rogue Island, so you need to take a detour through Brooklyn and then take the bridge to Rogue Island.

It would be the morning when there was a lot of driving, and the two of them drove for an hour and a half to reach the Beowulf Library on Rogue Island.

When Ponsie saw this library, he felt very lucky to have someone like Holmes who knew him well to guide him, otherwise it would have been very difficult to find a library with a small façade in the midst of this row of shops, without any sign or marked on the navigation.

Although the Beowulf Library is a private library, it is free and open to the public, and readers only need to register a little, although there are some particularly valuable ancient books that only members can browse.

Luckily, Holmes happens to have a membership card for this library.

"Looks like we're lucky, you're actually a member of this library. Pang Xie said with emotion.

"Pang, it's not some luck, what your friend's sister is doing, I did it ten years ago, in other words, I've been to this library too. Holmes said.

"You actually checked the details of the blood clan, what was the result?" Pang Xie couldn't help but be stunned.

"By the way, your friend's sister thinks they're a Bloodline lurking in the shadows, and I think they're a crime syndicate hidden in the shadow of Met's history, and I've always been interested in these guys. Holmes said.

"I see, what happened?" asked Ponsei.

"Later I found out that I had gone wrong, and the crime syndicate hidden behind the Metropolis did exist, but it had nothing to do with the Bloodline, they were called the 'Dead Cools', and their base camp was in a place called Uncanny Valley. Holmes said.

"And after that?" asked Ponsei.

"I worked with a friend named Edward and wiped them out. Holmes said.

"It's amazing. Pang Xie praised.

"Alas......" Holmes sighed, "but unfortunately Edward was assassinated at sea not long after. ”

"Didn't you say it had been eradicated?" asked Pang Xie suspiciously.

"It wasn't the Dead Cool who killed him, there was another reason behind it, I guess it was the godfather of crime hiding behind the entire Mesot Federation, but unfortunately this person has never been found. Holmes said gloomily.

"I think I can help you if you need it. Ponsie said.

"Forget it, I know you're very capable, but it's a pity that this is not a one-level thing, it's another battlefield. Holmes said. ()

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