The golden-eyed military demigod nodded in agreement:

"That's true, a lot like some guys from the Intis Intelligence Agency.

However, just a few seconds after he took the lump of dirt, the mummy of Tutansis II was gone, and it should not have been too late to complete the ritual. ”

The lady in the evening dress looked down at the crown of thorns stuck in her neck, and said with a slight slowness:

"Perhaps he, or they, had already done the rest of the ritual, and as soon as he teleported back, he threw the ball of dirt into the altar and completed the final step.

"Of course, it doesn't have to be a ritual, it could be some kind of seal that can achieve some effect with the help of bodily fluids, and there are too many possibilities in this regard. ”

Although the main effect and negative effects of the seals will roughly follow the sequence characteristics of the 22 pathways, and the researchers can barely make a certain guess, but, just like everyone has a different personality, the seals also have a variety of strange characteristics due to the different conditions such as the things they bind, the environment in which they were formed, the aura of the high-ranking person that may exist, or the curse of the original owner.

The golden-eyed demigod pulled out his chair, sat down and said:

"This aspect is difficult to investigate, so you can ignore it for the time being, but you just said that you missed a direction of investigation.

"Do you remember that 'tornado'? It rolled up the coffin of Tutansis II's mummy, caused the leakage of the ritual materials inside, that is, bodily fluids, and allowed the mummy to roll out, obtaining the conditions for living corpses, in short, this laid the foundation for subsequent development, so it is completely certain that this is what the mysterious man or his helpers did. ”

The sloppy feeling in the eyes of the lady in the evening dress faded a little, and she slowly took off the crown of thorns and said:

"You mean, the Storm Church has the high-order recipes and most of the extraordinary traits of the 'Sailor' path, and there aren't too many extraordinary people or magical items that don't belong to them but can create 'Tornadoes', so you can follow this line?"

The golden-eyed demigod nodded:

"And I remember that not long ago, there was a case in the Eastern Side, where Mr. X of the Aurora Society was directly killed in a party he had gathered, and there was a 'lightning storm' and a 'tornado' at the scene.

"This has attracted the attention of the Storm Church, which has been looking for clues.

"It is not a coincidence that there have been two 'tornadoes' in the same area in a short period of time that are not part of the official organization, I think it can be preliminarily determined that there is an intrinsic connection, and it is likely that the killer of Mr. X and the mummy thief were a group of people, and it is necessary for us to investigate together with the Storm Church. ”

The lady in the evening dress put down the crown of thorns, thought for a moment, and said:

"It's a good direction.

"Also, from their purpose and motives, it is possible that a person who simply used the mummy as living corpse material could not have taken such a high risk in trying to steal it, and I suspect that the mummy of Tutansis II had an additional significance to that group. ”

"The key to the ritual?" said the golden-eyed demigod after deliberation, "Judging from the situation at the scene, the one who holds a special item to attract the mummy to chase should be a 'resentful spirit', or has a corresponding magical item, combined with the purpose and motive, I have a guess......

The evening dress lady's heart moved, and she blurted out:

"The defective modestmen of the Rose School?"

"Yes. The golden-eyed demigod bowed his head lightly and said, "Although the production of mummies has been influenced by various aspects such as the belief in the god of death and sun worship, the Rose School did not prohibit this burial custom after it became dominant in the highlands, river valleys and other places, which is enough to show that mummies should have a certain effect on them, perhaps it is a ritual need for a certain sequence." ”

Speaking of this, he chuckled self-deprecatingly:

"There's another possibility, showing off and showing.

"The gang didn't really want the mummy, but because they just met the conditions and had the opportunity to steal it, they put on a grand show, which was the key to digesting potions for certain sequences of certain pathways. ”

As a demigod and half-human being, he has seen a lot of things, and he may think of more things.

The lady in the evening dress pondered for a moment, and said in a deep voice:

"I suspect it's not a single possibility, but a mixture of factors.

"We use that as a base for our investigation. ”

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

Beckland, the Jowood district, near the Tasok River.

The "Silencer" Mahams sat at the square table covered with a dining cloth, looked at the golden nails placed on it, and said in a low voice:

"Zatwin, who do you think stole the Cardiff mummy?"

Not far behind him, on the piano bench, a figure was quickly outlined.

The figure was dressed in black clergy robes, with a black glove on his left palm, a thin face, brown skin, sunken eyes that looked like dried corpses, and a beard that was black and white from the sides of the mouth to the ears, but they were not dense and quite short, appearing dotted.

Zatwin's eyes were close to the complexion, they were light brown, and he obviously had the temperament of a priest, but he gave people a cold and terrible feeling, as if he would be perverted in silence, he thought for a while:

"Those who long for Cardiff's mummy, and are willing to take risks in the battle of the demigods, can count on one hand, and the only one hiding in Beckland is Sharon.

"She should have had the help of Renette Tinicol, otherwise she wouldn't have succeeded. ”

Picking up a golden nail covered with fine patterns, McHames was silent for a few seconds:

"Who's that teleporter?

"It's not like Gelman Sparrow...... Another helper Sharon has hired?"

"Maybe. Zatwin coughed twice, and said with a pale face, "I think we have to find a way to pray to the mother tree, which should give some enlightenment." ”

With a slight bow, McHams stuck the golden nail in his palm into his mouth, running through his upper and lower lips.

Seeing this, Zatwin covered his mouth, got up slowly, and went down to the first floor with some difficulty, preparing to leave here and return to his hiding place.

On the first floor, he saw the dark surroundings and the flickering candlelight, and the smell of food wafted in the air from all over the place—the houses on the nearby streets were all row houses, the ground floor of the street was a shop, and this point of contact of the Rose School was a restaurant on the surface, focusing on the characteristics of the Southern Continent.

Because he was not lightly injured during his previous actions, Zatwin did not want to always maintain the state of an evil spirit, which was a big burden for him at present, so he had to walk to the door step by step after changing into a black cleric robe.

Just then, a customer came in at the door of the restaurant.

The customer was in a black suit, black pants, black leather shoes, with a pair of black eyes and a thin face.

He had a broad forehead, wore monocles and a tall top hat, and his gaze casually scanned to Zatwin.

Glancing at the black gloves that Zatwin was wearing on his left palm, the corners of the customer's mouth were slightly outlined, and he shook his head with a smile, as if he was a little disappointed.

Then, he entered the dining room and passed by Zatwin, who had returned with a malicious look.

Zatwin didn't pay much attention and walked outside, out into the street.

In the light of the gas street lamp, the cool breeze of the night blew through, and the demigod of the Rose School suddenly shuddered.

Zatwin knew that this was a sign of inspiration, and his heart tightened, and he hurriedly looked down at his hands, and was shocked to find that the black glove he was wearing on his left palm was gone!

It's gone!

As a demigod and half-human being, Zatwin didn't know when the seal he wore on his hand was gone!

He turned his body sharply and looked into the restaurant, and the image of the man just now came to mind.

Soon, he locked on to the target's breath, found that the other party was still in the restaurant, and even beckoned the waiter to ask for a menu.

Zatwin wanted to directly "flash in the mirror" and possess him, but for some reason, his hands trembled involuntarily, and he vaguely felt that there were one dangerous and terrifying enemy after another hidden around him!

The thought flashed through him, and Zatwin subconsciously took a step to the side, towards the end of the street, as if nothing had happened.

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

Joewood District, inside a house.

Forthth was flipping through the latest issue of "Ladies of Beauty" when he suddenly heard the sound of a key twisting and the door opening.

"So late today?" she said, glancing up at Hugh at the door.

Hugh rubbed his short blonde hair and said:

"When I was about to come back, I saw the MI9 meeting sign, and I was in a hurry. ”

"What's going on this time?" said Furth as he put down the magazine in his hand with great interest.

"A continuation of the murder of Mr. X last time. Hugh said casually as he bent over to change into his home slippers.

Furth's expression froze, and his eyes turned slightly:

"Any clues?"

"Can't call it a clue, uh, there was a demigod-level 'tornado' at the scene, which is not common outside of the Storm Church, and earlier tonight, a small 'tornado' hit a dock in Pritz Harbor, and a pharaoh's mummy was stolen in the chaos. Hugh briefly explained, "MI9 suspects that the two things were done by the same group, so we informants are urged to work harder to gather intelligence and find clues. ”

...... I also have a Tornado on my Lemanno Travel Notes...... What did he do when he stole the pharaoh's mummy...... Furth forced a smile and said:

"Maybe the Church of the Storm did it?"

Hugh gave her a blank look, and walked briskly into the kitchen, looking for food.

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

Early in the morning, 160 Berklund Street.

Klein had just finished washing up, and before he could open the door to let his valet Richardson in, he was inspired to see Miss Messenger's headless body walking out of the void with four heads.

One of them bit down on an envelope that was not too thick, and the other opened his mouth and spat out a large pile of gold coins.

It's finally time to pay off the debt...... Crane glanced at Renette Tinicole's four half-necks that were not connected to the body, and said with a sigh of relief:

"I remember that you were still 3,413 gold coins, and now you can withdraw this last part of the arrears. ”

At the same time, he inexplicably felt that the pile of gold coins was a little familiar, but he didn't pay much attention to it, because he saw that all the gold coins were familiar.

PS: Thank you Jiangnan Nannan, reward the Silver Alliance, and ask for a monthly ticket for the second time~