Deep Sea Embers Chapter 339: Agatha’s investigation
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The visitor leaves, as suddenly as he came.
The old guard of the cemetery was a little dazed. He looked at the direction in which the flame dissipated, but he still had a lot of information revealed by the other party in the short conversation just now in his mind, until Annie next to him grabbed his sleeve , the old man suddenly woke up.
He lowered his head and saw that Annie was looking at him uneasily. The girl's eyes were not only helpless, but also nervous and confused.
Maybe she already understands life and death, but she still can't fully understand what happened just now.
The old guard bent over, his old and stiff joints tingling slightly in the cold winter, he stretched out his hand, and patted the snowflakes on Annie's shoulder: "Annie, don't be afraid, nothing bad happened."
"Guardian Grandpa..." The girl's lips moved, she tried to organize the words as much as possible, but she didn't know where to start asking, "That person just now..."
"Don't ask too much, don't think too much, just like the textbooks say, don't pry into the knowledge that is not open to ordinary people - just know that it is a visitor, who has no malice towards you, now leave, you This is the end of the connection with you."
"Then my father..."
"Your father may have done great things beyond all our imaginations," the old warden said softly, reaching out to stroke the girl's hair, "Annie, don't worry, he is no longer adrift at sea, he Go to a better place. Go back and tell your mother, she has been waiting for this news for a long time."
The cemetery will not be open again today.
Annie pursed her lips, and after hesitating for a long time, she confirmed in a low voice: "This time, is it true?"
Annie nodded half-understood, and then said goodbye to the old guard of the cemetery, she turned around, walked to the main road leading to the block, and walked slowly along the ruts that had not yet frozen into ice. The direction of going home slowly blends into the background of the city covered in silver.
This is something given to him by an indescribable visitor. He confessed that he would pass it on to the gatekeeper Agatha, but he also said that as long as he could send the news to the Frost Cathedral, it would be fine—in words, and It is not said that others are not allowed to open and read the letter.
Cemetery No. 3, inside the caretaker's cabin, the old caretaker said that he had locked the door, and then came to the desk in the corner with a serious expression.
If you only need to pass on the news, then you can read it and then relay it.
After coming to the desk, he took out incense, essential oils, candles, and herbal powder from the drawer, and began to arrange a powerful altar.
Then he raised his hand and lightly pressed the contents in his pocket—a letter that seemed to contain countless secrets was lying there quietly.
He sat down slowly, finished another prayer in his heart, and then solemnly took out the letter from his pocket.
The old man looked at the cover of the letter.
From an indescribable visitor, seemingly ordinary materials may also carry unimaginable knowledge and mysteries. What does this letter... mean?
The old man breathed a sigh of relief, fully prepared, picked up the letter opener next to him, and carefully opened the seemingly ordinary cover.
To get in touch with indescribable knowledge, no amount of rigorous and cumbersome preparation measures can be overstated.
After all, the cemetery warden is the first line of defense to the cathedral.
With an unprecedented solemn expression and almost martyr-like resoluteness, the old guard slowly unfolded the letter.
A folded letter slipped out of the envelope.
The three characters of "report letter" came into view.
The old guard exhaled lightly, looking at the black burning flames on the candlesticks, and the thin incense smoke condensed on the table like substance, he could feel the power of Bartok, the **** of death, descending for a short time In this hut, the power of blessing lingered around the desk, stabilizing the order of time and space here, as well as stabilizing his own spirit.
"...the young gatekeeper raised his cane, and fiddled with one of the shards with the tin end of the stick, the black shards that looked like ceramics were flipping on the ground, making a crisp sound.
It turned over, showing about half a face, including
Include lips, bridge of nose and one eye.
Even if it is incomplete, it still clearly freezes the horror expression of the cultist at the moment of death.
"The residents in the distance did not hear the movement of the battle, but most of them did not dare to spy on it. They could only judge the time and duration of the battle from their mouths—it happened after about one o'clock in the morning, and the duration may be less than three minutes."
So far, there is no known divine or heretical spell that can produce this effect, and even the various spells used by the deep demons do not have this weird phenomenon.
A priest inspecting the scene got up from the pile of wreckage, and nodded to Agatha while taking off his small gloves: "A priest of annihilation who has completed deep purification, judging from the degree of flesh and blood distortion, is not weak. It was a full-stack twelve-man guard team, and it was possible to fight back and break through, but it was quickly resolved—and there was almost no trace of the counterattack.”
The pastor shook his head: "The most simple and rude attack method, pure force, makes it difficult to judge the identity of the other party, but we found some traces of normal dissolution of water vapor in this distance, this may be the only one clues."
A pile of nearly charred wreckage was piled up in the alley, around the wreckage you could still see the traces of fierce fighting and explosions, and the spread was wide, but the fighting process was obviously overwhelming—at the same time, it was also The pile of debris at the entrance of the alley has a completely different fighting style.
After pondering for a moment, she shook her head and walked to another "scene" deep in the alley.
A guard with short brown hair walked quickly into the alley, came to the priest and quickly reported the situation.
"The situation was discovered in the house on the 25th," the pastor said immediately, "a Sen'jin female was attacked by a supernatural force and fell into a coma, and a room contaminated by strange things was found on the second floor of the house. .”
He also told the guards outside to be vigilant near the hut, and to do enough protection in the open space around the house-but this was not enough.
Agatha frowned slightly: "Can you see where his opponent is coming from?"
"Water vapor dissolves...is there just such a trace," Agatha said softly, and looked back at the direction of the alley, "two completely different fighting styles."
Speaking of which, he paused, and then asked: "What about the investigation of the surrounding residents?"
A few minutes later, the altar was constructed.
"Yes, one is simple and rude, and the other is weird and dangerous. The common point is that they are all powerful—the priest-level heretics have no chance to fight back," the priest nodded and said, "The only good news is that they are obviously the Annihilation Sect enemy."
Agatha looked at the torn pieces on the ground with a serious expression. The cold wind from the alleyway blew her long hair, and the cold air kept creeping into the gaps between the clothes and bandages. In the air-conditioning, it seemed that the fear and despair of the two Annihilation Cultists were still frozen when they were dying.
The old guard's eyes gradually became serious, he turned and returned to the cemetery, and at the same time waved his hand behind him, and the heavy wrought iron gate creaked shut.
And... a weird smile?
"Inside the building?" Hearing the minister's report, the priest immediately frowned and looked up at the building diagonally across the alley.
At that moment, a sound of slightly slow footsteps suddenly came from the side, interrupting the conversation between Agatha and the pastor.
This is the quality that a veteran should have.
What kind of power can turn people into pieces like porcelain dolls?
"The enemy's enemy is not necessarily our friend," Agatha shook her head, "what's more, they obviously have a tendency to hide their actions - they don't want to show their faces, which in itself is worthy of vigilance."
"There is no more news for now," the pastor spread his hands, "I have also arranged for people to investigate the situation from house to house, including alleys further away, to see if they can find any sighting reports of strangers, but Hearth Street is a It is a very large block, and it is estimated that there will be no results in a short time."
“That’s all? What about the others?”
Before the entrance of the cemetery~IndoMTL.com~The old guard looked towards the path for a long time, knowing
When Annie's figure disappeared at the intersection, he breathed a sigh of relief.
Light the candle at a specific location, add essential oils and herbal powder to it, and bless the entire desk with the scent of incense, then place the incense burner in the middle of the candlestick, and construct it according to the symbol of the altar—he skillfully Preparing for all this, every movement seems to have been rehearsed thousands of times.
The child did not fall this time.
Agatha frowned, and he could see that the lips on the ceramic shard showed a suspicious arc, as if a reassuring and tranquil smile was frozen when it was about to emerge—and this slight arc Appearing on the same face with the fear in this eye at the same time, it looks even more weird and terrifying.
Seeing this, Agatha immediately asked: "What's going on?"
Several guards are busy in the distance. The team who came here to deal with the scene before blocked the entrance and exit of the alley. There are also people in the alleys in the distance investigating clues-the evidence collection work is proceeding in an orderly manner, but ah The confusion in Jiasha's heart has not abated so far.