Becoming a God by Raising a Witch

"She already knows my true identity, so I can only take her to the Alien Bureau and ask Boyd how to deal with it."

Locke helped the fainted Rebbie Bilal up and walked out of her lounge.

After successfully leaving the Rose Theater, Locke rushed back to the Abnormal Bureau and walked into the office.

"Boyd, have you found Kena? I'm in a little trouble."

"I have found her in the Raphael Tavern in the West End. It is only a matter of time before she is arrested. Where are you?"

Boyd saw Rebbie Pilar carrying Locke on his shoulders and immediately understood what trouble he was in.

"Did you reveal your weird abilities?"

"There's no way, she's going to arrest me and take responsibility for the loss of the red shoes."

Locke said helplessly.

"It doesn't matter, you just need to make her feel that she has had a ridiculous nightmare. This is not difficult. You can use the dream heart. Well, it is best to send her back, and this."

Boyd pulled out a pair of red dancing shoes.

"Red dancing shoes? Did you find them?"

Locke asked in surprise.

"No, this is not a weird thing, these are just ordinary red dancing shoes. They look almost the same as the red dancing shoes. When you put them back, Rebbie Bilal woke up and felt that she had indeed had a long dream. "

Boyd explained.

"Why didn't you take it out earlier?"

"When I was chasing Ke Na, I passed by a shoe store and happened to see this, so I thought I might use it."

"Okay, Boyd, I found out that the person who sent Kena there was named Mario. Ms. Molly described his appearance in detail. He is about 1.89 meters tall. Excluding the thickness of the leather boots, he is about 1.8 meters. Eight, there is an obvious scar on the face, a nose ring on the ear, gray eyes, short brown hair, a pointed nose, and a long face. "

"Mario, I remember that he seems to have been on a wanted list. He is a hunted human trafficker. This means that no clues have been found."

Boyd confirmed Locke's conjecture. Seeing Locke's slightly disappointed expression, he comforted,

"You need to rest. Why don't you take a nap first and let's do these things later. I don't think Miss Rebbie Pilar will wake up for a while."

"If you don't want others to find out about your abnormality, you'd better rest for a while."

Erin reminded.

Locke covered his head with one hand, pretending to have a headache.

"I'm indeed a little tired. I'll just sleep for a while and I'll be fine. I'll leave the rest to you."

"It's okay, don't worry, we will always get the red shoes back."

At Boyd's suggestion, Locke went into the investigators' lounge to sleep.

This is the first time Locke has entered the lounge. The layout is no different from the bedroom, with a bed, sofa and coffee table.

Locke put his hands behind his head, lay on his back on the bed, looked at Erin, and asked,

"Kena is in the tavern, why don't we go find her first."

"You should try to trust your partner. It's not an urgent matter. Why not take a nap and have a good rest."

Erin said.

"All right."

Locke closed his eyes and tried to fall asleep, but his brain was still in a state of excitement, preventing him from falling asleep.

"What should I do? I can't sleep."

As soon as she finished speaking, Irene stretched out her furry paw and slapped Locke on the forehead, knocking him unconscious.

"Can you sleep now?"

By the time Locke woke up again, it was already night.

Locke rubbed his head and said, "Xiao Ai, why did you attack suddenly."

"I'm helping you. Boyd has brought Kena back. Do you want to go take a look?"

Erin asked.

"good."

Locke got up, left the lounge, and walked into the investigator's office.

Boyd saw Locke and said proactively,

"The person has been sent back. She won't remember what you did to her."

Angela and Dimo ​​cast strange looks at the same time, seeming to suspect that Locke had done something unscrupulous.

Locke sweatdropped and asked,

"Where's Kona?"

"That girl is a bit strange. She is locked up in a dungeon. I will take you to see her later."

Boyd replied.

"Has the person behind her been found?"

"No, after she went to the tavern, she only had contact with two ordinary people, both of whom were her former friends. She asked them to borrow money and wanted to escape from Kosolk. From the beginning to the end, the people behind the scenes did not show up and She connects.”

"Where are the red shoes?"

"Still on her feet."

After a while, Boyd led Locke to the underground cell.

Kena was locked in one of the dark dungeons. She huddled in the corner, shivering, and her eyes were full of tears.

Boyd and Locke walked in the corridor of the cell, looking through the iron bars at the prisoner Kona being held inside.

Locke finally understood why Boyd said that Kona was weird. Kona's feet seemed to be integrated with the red shoes, which looked weird.

"How is this going?"

"I have never encountered such a situation. It seems that Red Shoes did not choose her to be the host, but wanted to eat her."

Boyd said.

"Eat her? Can weird things eat people?"

Locke's pupils shrank, with a hint of fear in his eyes.

Boyd nodded, "The red dancing shoes are special weird objects that can not only devour people's souls, but also occasionally devour people's bodies, and the people who are swallowed are completely unconscious."

"Kena, you must take off these shoes as soon as possible."

Locke said to Kona in the cell.

Kona shook her head and approached the door with a crazy expression, grabbing the iron railing.

"No, no, you can't take it away! It's mine, and none of you can take it away!"

"It looks like the only way to cut off her legs is to cut them off."

Boyd said calmly.

"Is there any other way, just like saving Rebbie Pilar."

Locke meant to use the Heart of Dreams to let Kona take it off by herself.

Boyd shook his head, "Her situation is different from Rebbie Bilal. Even if she wants to take them off, the red shoes will not let go of the food in her mouth unless the next person puts them on."

Looking at the 14-year-old girl Kona, Locke said hesitantly,

"Can I try?"

"Red Shoes will not accept men, they must be women."

Boyd said.

Erin, standing on Locke's shoulder, suddenly said to him,

"I can help you save her, but this weird thing will be mine from now on."

"I can't make the decision."

Locke replied in a low voice.

Boyd looked at Locke doubtfully, "What did you say?"

"I mean if that's the case, then we can't make the decision. We have to find a woman."

"Yes, you can ask Angela to see if she is willing to help."

Hey, hey, why do you need me to request?

Locke cursed.

Seemingly seeing Locke's reluctance, Boyd said frustratedly,

"It seems it would be easier to cut off both legs."

"Wait, Boyd, I'm going to ask Angela to come over and help."

"I thank you on behalf of the poor girl."

Locke walked out of the dungeon, entered the investigator's office, and found Dimo ​​and Angela chatting.

"Miss Angela, I need your help."

"If you want mosquitoes to suck your blood, I'd love to."

Angela said with a smile.

"Angela, don't be so unkind to Locke, he is a reliable gentleman."

Di Mo educated.

"Okay, if you ask me for help, the price is that you have to make me a cream cake with moderate sweetness."

Angela looked at Locke with crooked eyebrows, and Locke nodded slightly,

"no problem."

Locke brought Angela to the dungeon. Angela saw Kona who was in an extremely unstable mental state. She stepped forward, stretched out her hand, and gently placed it on Kona's head. A stream of blue air entered. Ke Na's body made Ke Na faint.

Immediately, Angela looked at Boyd,

"How are you going to put the shoes that are fused with her flesh and blood onto my feet?"

"It's not difficult, it just requires a ritual."

Boyd said as he dug out herbs, hydrosols and candles from his coat pocket.

He placed the candle next to Kena, put the herbs and hydrosol into the silver cup, lit the candle and recited the incantation silently.

Five minutes later, the black flat round-toe shoes on Angela's feet turned into red dancing shoes.

The red dance shoes on Kona's feet turned into black-toed flat-soled round-toe shoes.

"Look, this is just a simple displacement magic."

Boyd wiped the sweat from his forehead and said calmly.

Angela stamped her feet in surprise,

"I think these shoes are very comfortable to wear. I can't help but want to dance. Can you please play some music for me?"

"Angela, take it off quickly before you are controlled by it."

Boyd said seriously.

Angela curled her lips, "Why should I listen to you? What benefits can you give me?"

Chapter 125, The strong man behind the scenes

"Angela, are you also controlled by the red shoes?"

Locke asked nervously.

"I don't. As long as you help me buy the latest lady's fashion, I will return the shoes to you."

Angela blinked. She had spent a lot of money recently and could no longer afford the ladies' fashions designed by the signature designer Diana Pasha.