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One hundred and twenty-six. Story again

Not long after Anna Lu and the priest left, a luxurious carriage with the Reeves family crest parked outside the church cemetery.

Viscount Reeves pushed a wheelchair into the church, and the father and daughter were covered in shimmer.

"I have completed your instructions, can you answer a few questions now?" Mary asked softly, looking at the figures in the confessional.

The girl was disappointed and there was no response in the confessional room.

Viscount Reeves walked away and asked the nun where the priest in the confessional had gone. The nun replied blankly that there was only one priest in the church and the confessional had been vacant for a long time.

After receiving the answer, Viscount Reeves silently returned to his daughter, then suddenly walked to the side of the confessional and suddenly opened the wooden door——

The empty confessional room appeared in front of me.

"There's no one in there," he said.

"Do you remember this handwriting?"

Mary took out the pile of rough paper and suddenly stopped.

She found that it was blank, as if the content had never appeared.

Viscount Reeves took the paper from his daughter's hand. There was no trace on the blank paper, as if it had been a blank paper from the beginning.

This matter is obviously not a stupid trick used by simple church fools, Viscount Reeves thought.

"The words disappeared..." Mary murmured, whispering.

"But you can't appear and disappear for no reason... Maybe one day in the future, you will appear again..."

At this moment, a figure suddenly broke into the church and woke up the father and daughter who were thinking deeply.

The priest wearing a church robe excitedly came to Mary and handed her a pack of cigarettes.

A priest's behavior towards a girl in a wheelchair was strange and puzzling, until the priest's words rang out.

"He asked me to leave it to you and tell you that smoking will not forget your worries."



On the busy street, Anna pushed Lu Li forward slowly.

"Why don't we let those gangsters cause trouble for us." Anna said, she could easily control the gangsters and let them escape with their tails between their legs.

Being a bystander is not always smooth sailing. For example, when the unknown girl who escaped to the church hid, and then the gangsters who followed broke into the church to search, Anna, who was wearing a black robe, aroused suspicion and caused trivial trouble.

Anna could have easily dealt with them, but Lu Li just took off the holster of his gun and placed it on the bench aside.

Now is different from the past. The exorcist has taken off its mysterious veil. People have already understood what this flintlock-style psychic gun means. Therefore, those gangsters did not dare to approach, and after a cursory inspection of the church, they left in a hurry.

"It will be disrupted." Lu Li replied.

"What would happen if we messed up the story?" Anna was interested in this kind of fatalism.

"If you use logic to analyze this scene." Mu Su explained this scene with mechanical simplification: "All gears operate normally until one of the gears breaks, and subsequent gears will lose power due to the damaged gear."

Obviously the reality is more complex.

"Interesting..." Anna murmured to herself. What she saw today made her feel that fate is like countless lines. Straight, twisted, and entangled, they can be changed at will. The higher the line, the greater the change.

If you could manipulate these threads...

After a long time, Anna came back to her senses and continued: "The story happens to start when we arrive at Towerwind City. Is it a coincidence?"

Lu Li shook his head: "It's not important."

No matter what kind, it is just a random arrangement of that being.

Fortunately, judging from Lu Li's experience, it was not hostile to Lu Li or even humans. It even deliberately avoided stepping on him and placed a small bug he caught casually in front of Lu Li as a reward.

Lu Li did not flee in panic like most ants. Instead, he followed the smell of food to the cabin and received the reward given by existence.

While thinking, the Ta Feng City Police Station appeared in front of me.

Entering the police station, Lu Li revealed his identity to the police officers and asked to see the Sausage Hunter.

Viscount Levi and his daughter had just come here to visit the prisoners not long ago, so of course the police officers would allow Lu Li to enter the dungeon. At the same time, they were worried about whether the intestine hunter was related to the weirdness.

In the deepest part of the cold and damp underground prison, Lu Li saw Jonah Peters shackled with heavy chains.

He had his back to the iron railing and his body was swaying slightly.

The nursery rhymes hummed from his mouth had a dark and ominous atmosphere.

The policeman knocked on the iron fence with his baton and warned Jonah Peters to shut up.

Jonah Peters slowly turned his head. He was gloomy and indifferent, his face told this, as if he didn't care about everything.

This is by no means something that can be achieved through a short period of experience. Perhaps he has always been like this, but now he no longer needs to hide it.

The police officers temporarily left, leaving only Anna Lu Li and Jonah Peters around the prison.

"Who are you?" Jonah Peters looked at Lu Li, his eyes fell on the outline of the black robe behind him, his pupils shrank and he suddenly avoided.

His beast-like intuition told him that the existence of the black robe was as dangerous as a steel needle in front of his eyes.

"The instigator." Lu Li observed Jonah Peters: "Where did you put that ancient book?"

"Let me out and I'll give it to you."

"impossible."

Jonah Peters is different from ordinary people. He seems to be a born cold-blooded predator. He has no mercy and no emotions. Only Mary can make his blood warm, but she also personally sends him to the gallows.

"With all due respect, I don't think you can read that broken book." Jonah Peters used "you". His sensitivity is better than that of many exorcists.

"I'm just helping a girl recover." Lu Li replied.

"You mean Mary?" Jonah Peters' tone changed slightly. Anna thought he would hate Mary, but contrary to what she thought, Jonah Peters eagerly seemed to beg Lu Li, wearing a chain.

Hu La Sheng climbed to the iron railing and shouted: "I hid it in the wooden box under the bed! Promise me to let her recover!"

"I'll try my best."

After getting the information he wanted, Lu Li stopped staying and was pushed out of the dungeon by Anna.

The sound of the subway chain shaking continuously came from behind, no longer heavy, but full of joy and joy.

Ten minutes later, the Reeves family's carriage arrived at the dungeon.

"Has anyone been here just now?" Viscount Reeves asked, standing in front of the dungeon without anger or dignity.

A breeze blew, but no one cared. Only the wind carried the sound and drifted deep into the dungeon.

The nervous police officer replied: "Uh... yes, sir, a gentleman who calls himself an exorcist came to see Jonah Peters."

"Where has he gone?"

"I don't know, but the gentleman asked for Jonah Peters' address, maybe..."

Viscount Reeves nodded and pushed Mary to turn around and leave the dungeon.

"Goodbye! My dear Miss Mary!"

Faintly, echoing shouts suddenly sounded deep in the dungeon.

"Goodbye, Jonah..."
Chapter completed!
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