At 5 p.m., Horn Shelley came in from the door of the police department office with a fax brief in his hand.

Donald took the initiative to meet him.

"Captain, I apply to leave early. I am going to customize a mechanical mask. Stephanie will lead me."

Donald briefly explained his thoughts. He used the fox mask many times before, but was destroyed by him after the last transaction was completed in the recent past, which was considered a death sentence.

"Yes, there should be nothing happening today. I've also handed over something to you. Your application for sea adventure has been approved. This is the time and island information. I just faxed it from the Special Measures Bureau."

He handed the briefing in his hand to Donald and then opened the door.

"The briefing...I didn't expect that there would be ships going to sea so soon."

In fact, it was not too early. Nearly a week after Donald applied, Demingham's overseas trip was the hottest time now.

He turned around and greeted Stephanie and Lilo, leaving the police station.

"Go out to sea the day after tomorrow?"

Stephanie stood beside her and looked at the briefing in Donald's hand. The passage above was not long, only a few information.

"To be precise, it was 9 am the day after tomorrow. It was a bit early. The Hunsu fruit I wanted was one of the specialties on this island. I finally came, but this island doesn't seem simple."

Looking at the contents of the island in the briefing, it was said that it was a briefing, so naturally there would be no detailed introduction.

Fantasy Island is an island discovered at the beginning of this year. Although it has been nearly a year of exploration, many of the fleets of major companies, government fleets and small fleets should go, they have never been able to explore the island thoroughly.

The briefing just said that there were many weird beasts on the island, the terrain was changing, and then the following was gone.

"There must be many strange beasts in these overseas islands, and their terrain is changing. Do they refer to the variety of terrain or the literal terrain changes?"

Stephanie was also a little confused after reading the contents of the briefing.

"The ship of the Special Investigation Bureau should have many investigators going together. When they get on the boat, just ask those people who have been there before. You go to the mechanical mask shop to wait for me first. I have to meet a friend. Please help me choose some beautiful mask styles first, and I will choose later."

These days, I have been busy with Anthony's affairs. Diliya has not visited her for a while and will go out to sea the day after tomorrow. I have to prepare some island tools tomorrow. So Donald thought about going there today when he has time and telling Diliya what he knows first.

"Okay, you should remember the place?"

"Well, I can definitely find it."

She brought Lilo and Finger to visit Deliya. She was preparing dinner at home. Donald suddenly came to her house and caught her off guard.

"Don't worry, I'm not here to have a free meal, I just want to tell you some information and leave after that."

Standing outside the kitchen, Donald said with a smile as he looked at Diliya, who was wearing an apron around his waist and holding a potato that had just been peeled and half peeled.

"You may not believe it. I really hope someone can have dinner with me. I've been alone during this period, which is really boring."

Put the potatoes into the bamboo basket next to it, untied the apron and hung it on the chair behind him, continued,

"Let's talk about it, it's not convenient here."

"I stayed alone and didn't go back to the tree garden? Or is it because you have no guests at work."

"I don't allow me to go back often. Sometimes I have to pick up important things to return late at night, for fear of being discovered... Sometimes I think it might be easier if I died with my companions."

Living as a dead person is not a wonderful experience.

"It is better for people to live than anything else. According to your current thought, wouldn't I betray you when I saved you?"

Donald was determined to make fun of the atmosphere and then continued to say that after saying this, Diliya's face was better.

"In the past, I was busy with all kinds of affairs every day, but now I have more private time to practice magic, even if it is a vacation."

People are always like this. When they are resting, they try every means to keep themselves busy, and when they are busy, they always complain that they don’t have enough rest time.

It's really a contradiction.

Fortunately, Diliya, who has experienced life and death, is not the type of person who likes to complain about the world. She quickly adjusted her emotions when she entered the psychological counseling room.

Turn back to that shrewd and capable witch.

"Do you know the Saint will?"

As soon as Donald sat down, he said straight to the point.

Donald remembers the mark on the back of the maid Gerald Parker who he saw in Tate Manor. Sometimes he has time to read some books on heraldic studies in the villa library.

Obviously, these terrifying tattoo paintings will not appear in these books compiled by ordinary people.

“Uh…what?”

Dilia, who was looking at the amount of ink in the pen, looked at Donald in confusion.

"You have this expression, you probably haven't heard of the Saints Club, it's like this..."

Donald picked a part of what he had encountered at Tate Manor and told Diliya, focusing on the creepy human tattoo.

"Although I want to know more about what you did in Tate Manor, it should be a good thing to think about it. After all, it is such a dirty family. As for this skeleton tattoo with a tulle hugging a child, I really don't know the source, but I have read some books stored in the Tree Garden Library by literary sects. This type of tattoo must never come from orthodox forces... It can even be said that it should not be tattoos for normal people!"

Diliya knew that Donald didn't want to discuss too much about the Tate family. Given the current situation, she cooperated to not ask questions, but instead focused on the tattoo.

The pen in his hand quickly depicted a picture similar to what Donald said on the notes, and then erected it towards Donald.

"You may not know about this knowledge. Let me explain to you. First of all, the outer cover is not what you call tulle, but a piece of clothing, not a simple layer of clothing. Its image often appears on the murals and sculptures of major orthodox sects. Although the external patterns and hanging decorations of different sects are different, the styles are all this, so this represents religious culture to a certain extent."

Use a pen to connect a line outside your clothes and write the word religion.

"Skeleton means death, you should know, but according to your description, the skeleton's eyes were burning with bloody flames. If I guess correctly, this is an imitative depiction of a high-level undead...a bloody resentment, a synonym for revenge, resentment!"

"A baby means rebirth. Combined with the blood-colored resentment above, it means that rebirth is born in resentment and revenge. This is what I understand. I can guarantee you that normal people will never tattoo such tattoos. The woman you are talking about must belong to a special religion. The Saint Association you are talking about... It seems that I have to go back to the tree garden. This sect has never heard of it. Suddenly, there are methods to control the Tart family. I guess it is another evil wolf."

Afterwards, even Diliya frowned unknowingly.

A cult hidden in the dark.

Its harm is immeasurable!

"Donald, it's true that the Tree Garden chose you to join the SPIDER TODAY. If such an important message is proven to be true, you should still be able to achieve considerable achievements."

"Haha, thanks for the praise, I will go out to sea the day after tomorrow. When I come back, I hope I can get feedback from this information from you. That's all I want to say. If there is something to do later, I'll leave first?"

I got up and tidyed my clothes and shared the information myself. The degree to which the tree garden can find depends on their ability.

"Well, go and do it. If I have new information, I will give you a signal."

Perhaps because he finally found a new job after a long time of free time, Diliya was very concerned about the information given by Donald and waved her hand without raising her head. It seemed that she didn't plan to send him off.

Donald didn't mind either and left the psychological counseling center and went to the store selling mechanical masks.

Because most of the products in this mechanical mask store are provided to strangers, the store manager himself is a mechanic with exquisite techniques, so the prices of the things he sells are naturally not low.

If the profit is high, the storefront will definitely not be bad.

This is what Donald thinks.

So he stood at the entrance of the alley and looked at the downward stairs and the black-faced lighting store signboard, which was hanging on, and really experienced what psychological gap was.

This shop is actually opened in a basement.

However, when he pushed open the mechanical door outside, the scene inside made his mood, which was a little disappointed, improve again.

I thought it would be a narrow and dark basement, but I didn’t expect it to be a large space with extremely well-decorated nearly 100 square meters.

The two humanoid mechanical puppets at the door alone attracted Donald's attention.

Donald cannot use certain language to describe the beauty brought to him by these mechanical puppets. This is like a sense of advancement that transcends the times or a special landscape in this era.

When he looked at other places in the store, he could also see a large number of dummy models, most of whom were wearing various mechanical masks, and the owner thoughtfully matched them with clothes. Donald even saw several models holding weapons in their hands, posing in some very handsome poses.

"Donald, here."

Stephanie's voice came out of the store, and Donald walked a few steps, bypassed several mechanical models, and saw her standing in front of a counter.

Beside her was a strong man and a man with long gray hair and a bowler with extremely low brim.

"Donald Grant?"

Before Donald could reply, the strong man next to Stephanie spoke first.
Chapter completed!