Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"Beautiful Ms. Jacqueline, I'm sorry to have used your name. I hope I didn't offend you."

"I'm not unhappy. It's a pleasant thing to be admired by such a handsome young man like you. I don't mind becoming a real lover with you."

Jacqueline winked at Locke.

The black cat raised his proud head and said calmly,

"The strong smell of perfume on her body makes me feel uncomfortable, please stop communicating with her."

"It's a pity that I have to disappoint Miss Jacqueline. I had no intention of doing so. In fact, I came here to investigate the case."

Locke took out his ID,

"Please take me to the person in charge of the Rose Theater, thank you."

Jacqueline and Serena looked at each other, then she put away her exaggerated smile, lifted up her skirt, turned around,

"Mr. Investigator, please follow me."

In Kosolk, the investigator is the High Sheriff.

Although people at the Rose Theater disdain ordinary police officers, seeing that Locke has become a high-ranking police officer at such a young age, they will more or less guess that there is definitely a big family behind him. Otherwise, why should he be regarded as such at such a young age? Become an investigator?

Jacqueline took Locke to the director of the Rose Theater, Mr. Jussis Batty.

"Mr. Jussis, this young investigator is looking for you."

Jussis Batty frowned slightly and looked at Locke,

"What's the matter?"

In fact, the Rose Theater often encounters police officers coming to ask questions, because some guests who come in and out always disappear inexplicably. They may be drunk and fall on the street, and their clothes may be robbed by homeless people. He died on the road, or died in bed due to overindulgence, but Jussis Barty could handle these small things very beautifully, and never caused the Rose Theater to close down for rectification.

Therefore, facing the investigators, Jussis Batty had a sense of superiority.

He thought he could play them off to applause because of the prominence of the person behind him.

"Hello, I am investigating the theft case of Miss Rebbie Pilar's dancing shoes. The suspect is Miss Kona from the Rose Theater. I need to check Kona's file."

"It turned out to be Rebbie Bilal's business."

When Jussis Barty heard that someone from his own theater had reported the crime, and it was a small matter like theft, the expression on his face became a little better, and he smiled slightly.

"In that case, then you come with me."

Locke followed Jussis Batty into Jusith Batty's office, and Jacqueline also followed Locke.

She seemed to have nothing to be busy with, or was rather interested in Locke.

Jussis Barty found Kona's file from the drawer.

"This is Kena's information. Has Kena escaped now?"

"Thanks."

Locke did not answer Jussis Batty's words, but looked at the file on his own.

Kona entered the Rose Theater in 1448, 4 years ago, when she was only 10 years old. She was sent there by a man named Mario.

"Who is this Mario from Kona?"

Locke asked.

"Mario is Kona's father," Jussis Barty said.

"Kona's father?"

Locke looked at Jussis Barty suspiciously, and Jussis Barty nodded.

"Yes, he claims to be Ke Na's father. As for whether there is a blood relationship, I don't know."

"Do you remember what this person looks like?"

Locke asked.

"I don't know about this. You have to ask Miss Moli. Miss Moli is in charge of the theater staff."

Jussis Batty turned his head, looked at the servant who had been very quiet beside him, and ordered, "Go and call Miss Molly."

The servant nodded slightly and stepped back.

Soon, a beautiful middle-aged woman wrapped in a gray fox fur, wearing a gorgeous rococo dress, and a green gem necklace appeared in everyone's sight. This is what Jussis Batty said. Miss Molly.

The bejeweled Miss Molly looked at Locke with a smile. She reached out her hand and wanted to lift Locke's chin, but Locke stepped back and refused.

Despite this, her eyes still showed appreciation and covetousness.

"She covets your beauty."

The black cat on Locke's shoulder reminded.

I know, so having too much charm is not a good thing.

Locke replied in his mind that he recognized this look.

"Miss Molly, do you remember the face of the man who sent Kena here, Mario?"

Jussis Barty asked.

Molly first looked at Jacquelin, then her eyes returned to Locke's face.

"If you were asking me, I would remember it."

"It's what the young investigator wants to know, Miss Molly."

Jussis Batty said habitually that he and Ms. Molly, who managed the theater's personnel, were not in a superior-subordinate relationship because Ms. Molly was the mistress of the boss behind the scenes.

And this Ms. Molly is also a very lustful person, who often interacts closely with the male actors in the theater.

Jussis Barty knew that Ms. Molly's favorite boys were sixteen or seventeen-year-old boys, because they were the most energetic.

"Okay, I remembered it. He was a tall man, but not as good as Celia, because he was not from the Weiss tribe. He was from York and had a strong York accent."

"Tall, can you be more specific?"

Locke asked.

"That winter, he was wearing a thick coat and a felt hat with snow on it. He came in a car pulled by a sled dog and brought three girls. Kona was just one of them. He was one meter tall. Around 89, excluding the leather boots, the thickness is about 1.88 meters. There is an obvious scar on the face, nose rings on the ears, gray eyes, short brown hair, a pointed nose, and a long face, something like this ”

Ms. Molly described Mario's appearance in detail, making Locke feel as if the man was right in front of him.

Locke looked at her suspiciously,

"Ms. Molly, how come you remember so clearly what happened four years ago?"

"Of course because my memory is very good, I will always remember the people I have met, including you, handsome investigator. If someone asks me about you in the future, I will tell him that it was a sunny day. During the day, I met an extremely handsome young investigator. He was wearing a black windbreaker and a half-high silk hat. He had an extraordinary temperament and a graceful demeanor. "

Ms. Molly stretched out her hand and put it on Locke's collar.

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Locke took two steps back and distanced himself from Ms. Molly.

"Who are the other two girls Mario sent?"

"Eliza and Ella, but if you want to find them, I'm afraid you have to go to the cemetery. Eliza died of illness 5 years ago, and Ella escaped from the Rose Theater 3 years ago and died in a snowstorm. ”

Molly smiled and took back her hand, straightening her grid hat.

"Mr. Investigator, is there anything else I can help you with?"

It sounds like the three girls are not Mario's daughters. This Mario feels like a human trafficker to Locke.

If it is a human trafficker, it should have nothing to do with the red shoes.

Maybe the person who needs to be investigated is not the person who sent Kona to the Rose Theater, but the people Kona has contacted before, so the key is to find Kona.

After reaching this conclusion, Locke did not stay at the Rose Theater longer, said goodbye to Jussis Barty, Jacqueline and Molly, and left in a hurry.

He heard the three people talking behind him.

Jussis Barty: "What a young guy. I'm curious about the power behind him."

Molly: "I like his face, Jacqueline, and you do too, right?"

Jacqueline: "He'll come again."

In the rest area of ​​the theater, Locke suddenly felt sleepy, and his body staggered and fell to the ground.

The black cat Irene jumped off him, looked around with her furry head, and finally ran away on her short legs.

A man wearing a brown hood hid the fainted Locke in his hood and turned away.

Erin followed quietly.

The hooded man is seen dragging Locke into a room.

A sign for Rebbie Pilar's Lounge hung on the door.

When Locke opened his eyes again, his body was tied to a chair with ropes.

Rebbie Bilal held a fruit knife in her hand, sat on Locke, raised his chin,

"Who are you? Why do you want to take my things?"

"Miss Rebby?"

Locke watched in surprise as the fruit knife in Rebbie Pilar's hand got closer and closer, and explained,

"I am an investigator from the Sixth Magistrate's Court. I hid this from you before. I'm sorry."

"Are you Locke or Boyd?"

Rebbie Bilal's eyes widened, and there was a trace of madness in her eyes, as if Locke couldn't give him a reasonable answer, she would stab him in the neck.

"Does it matter who I am? Are you tying me up now because you don't want me to get Kena back?"

Locke asked.

"Locke, you are Locke, you liar, you and Kena are in the same group, right? You are deliberately trying to steal the red dancing shoes. From the beginning, you approached me because of the dancing shoes. Those strange dreams are all What the hell."

Rebbie Bilal said very soberly.

"Kena and I are not the same. I am saving you. Those shoes will kill you."

While Locke was speaking, the hair on the back of his head continued to grow, extending silently to Rebbie Bilal's back.

"You're still lying to me! Those are the dancing shoes that help me realize my dream. How could it hurt me? It's you people. Damn it. You all deserve to die."

Rebbie Bilal swung the fruit knife and inserted it into Locke's heart.

Locke's hair entangled her hand in time and pulled the hand back, dragging Rebbie Bilal's entire body up with it.

Rebbie Bilal's eyes were frightened, and she fell to the ground while being pulled by her hair.

"How could this happen? What is this?"

"Miss Rebbie Pilar, you are sick and have hallucinations."

Locke said as he used his hair to untie the rope on his arm.

After learning how to manipulate hair flexibly, he had a lot of extra hands, which was very useful in escaping.

"No, no, you're a monster, you long-haired monster!"

Rebbie Bilal screamed.

"Meow~"

She suddenly heard a cat meowing from behind.

Rebbie Bilal turned around and saw a three-meter big cat, which frightened her and knocked her to the ground.

Erin licked her paws, shrank back to her original size, and jumped on Locke's back.

"It's so boring. I thought it was someone who wanted to catch you, but it turned out to be an ordinary person."

"The dizziness just now, could it be that I was drugged?"

"In the Rose Theater, they have some special drugs, which are colorless and odorless and can be spread in the air. If you come into contact with them, you will fall into a coma. With your current physique, you are not immune. You need to be careful with these women in the future."

Erin reminded.

"It turned out to be like this."

Locke couldn't help but feel a little scared. Fortunately, he woke up in time. If he was knocked unconscious and was not captured by Rebby Bilal, but picked up by a big man, the consequences would be disastrous.