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By the time the female detective and her assistant left the building where Glover and Sons was located, they were gradually drifting away from William McConaughey.

Only then did Watson really come to his senses. He turned around and stared blankly upstairs, as if he could still see the secret cult leader who exuded a sharp-edged temperament.

He knew that he must have been under the influence of the other party's mysterious power just now.

This was the first time since time travel that he had experienced such a tense sense of danger. As the moth of intuition flapped its wings desperately, it also awakened the primitive and irrational desire to fight in his heart. He... also wanted to have a good fight. Field!

"Was I just... affected by something forbidden?"

"Yes, you stared at the opponent the whole time, as if you saw the opponent in the ring, and almost rushed to fight with him."

Charlotte said: "I have seen similar records in the basic information of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. Esoteric cultists or aberrations all have the power to influence people's hearts subtly and stir up negative emotions in mortals. Among them, there is a type of esoteric cultists. Cultists have the ability to induce aggressive desires.”

"William McConaughey should be this type of occultist."

Watson naturally knew it well, and he thought it must be the influence of the secret transmission of the blade, but he still asked doubtfully: "But why were you not influenced by him?"

Charlotte took out the gold pendant. The light inside the stone dimmed to the point of almost extinguishing, and a slight crack appeared on the surface at some point.

There seemed to be a crack in her heart, and the turbid wind of the world broke in, extinguishing her strong thirst for knowledge and unreasonable suspicion.

The female detective suddenly felt a sense of relief, thinking that the strange objects in this hidden world were really weird. She seemed to have become a different person during this period of time. No one would believe it if she was suspicious. It seemed that even if a sow got pregnant for no reason, she would Try to find the perpetrator.

She pulled off the noon stone that had lost its effectiveness.

"Because... the Noon Stone, according to the Anti-Suppression Bureau, is a rare object that can resist the influence of evil and maintain sanity. It seems that it has reached the limit of endurance."

"I see."

Watson nodded, looked up at the top floor and said with lingering fear:

"William McConaughey...this man is dangerous!"

"It's much more dangerous than Lance and Harris. I'm... very likely not to be his opponent now."

"Perhaps you should ask the Anti-Suppression Bureau for help. This is not a powerful opponent that we can currently deal with!"

Charlotte looked at the cracked Noon Stone. Although during the previous contact with the target, the target impressed her more like a gentle mortal, but she had seen too many evil villains who were good at pretending to be good, and she was deeply moved. Don't be completely sure of your first impression!

Moreover, the fragmentation of the Noon Stone, the familiar pair of Oxford leather shoes on the opponent's feet, and... all proved that the opponent was the leader of the Flashing Blade Order.

Although she had doubted Watson, at this moment she was still willing to believe in Watson's ability to judge danger after experiencing life and death.

Facing such a dangerous enemy, she needs Watson's help. Watson's rationality and combat effectiveness can provide a lot of help in this case. For this reason, she is even willing to put aside her doubts about Watson. The other party may have doubts about the previous case. The experience is somewhat concealed, but at least it has not shown itself to be detrimental to her so far.

Besides, Charlotte is really unwilling to seek help from her family. After all, since that incident happened...

She said: "You are right! We may have alerted the other party this time. I must notify the Anti-Suppression Bureau to take action as soon as possible before they evacuate!"

"Watson, you stay here to monitor William McConaughey's actions. I will rush back to the suppression station immediately!"

"Um."

The female detective quickly caught a taxi on the street and offered a large amount of money to the other party to hurry up.

Watson walked into a tavern diagonally across from Glover and Sons. The tavern windows were backlit and the interior was dark, which was perfect for him to hide his figure for surveillance.

He ordered a glass of cloudy beer and stared quietly at the closed shutters on the top floor.

Suddenly the blinds were rolled up, and the mysterious leader stood in front of the window, holding a teacup in his hand, looking very comfortable.

Watson's eyes narrowed slightly, and an emerald-green light seemed to flash through the depths of his pupils. He stared at the target with all his strength, trying to find the opponent's weaknesses and flaws in the opponent's action pattern...

However, he could only see a white-collar worker living a leisurely life, a mortal who seemed to have flaws everywhere.

But William McConaughey is by no means weak and incompetent!

But he can pretend to be so ordinary, like a normal person, which proves that the other party is far more powerful and terrifying than he imagined!

Watson had a rare intention to retreat. Victory and defeat are commonplace in military affairs. There is no shame in strategic retreat. Preserving strength is crucial... God knows if there is something beyond common imagination hidden under the opponent's thin skin. The scary monster!

William in the distance seemed to be able to feel his gaze, and suddenly turned his head to meet his eyes!

His eyes seemed to burst out with fierce sparks in the air, but that was just Watson's wishful thinking.

In fact, in the moth's field of vision, the opponent's face gradually became distorted, and his face swelled and looked like flesh and blood wriggling.

The violent blade was stained with frost and came out of the body, like a wild steel branch blooming after absorbing nutrients from flesh and blood. The iron thorns tore through the skin of mortals and almost spread to the ceiling, finally revealing the true face of a human-like blade!

It was a steel body composed of swords, guns, swords and other murderous weapons. The metal body covered with thin frost was like sharp spikes like thorns, shining with a chilling cold light in the dawn sun.

William opened his big, dark mouth, revealing sharp, overturned teeth like deformed daggers, and dark red viscous liquid dripped from the corners of his mouth.

Its head is a circle of metal pieces that are curved like a soft sword, and an incandescent light of mercy can be vaguely seen in the gaps, flashing crazily!

Watson only felt that his eyes seemed to be illuminated by a strong light, as if a foreign object was stuffed into the eyeballs, the surrounding muscles began to spasm, the tear glands secreted liquid unconsciously, and heavy black shadows passed before his eyes.

Tears flowed down and moistened his face. He seemed to be moved, but also afraid.

………………

When Watson recovered, he saw a group of heavily armed soldiers appear in the blurry field of vision. Under the leadership of a female detective, they rushed into the building where Glover and Sons was located. Behind the group, a leisurely soldier slowly followed. An old man walking.

He guessed that these were reinforcements from the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

However, the moth inside the skull seemed to be injured and dying in the stare just now, and he is now unable to use his mysterious vision.

But judging from his experience, this group of soldiers moved in an orderly manner, with heavy steps and steady breathing. They were rare elites in this era and could be called the prototype of special forces.

"If I faced this group of soldiers with bare hands, I probably wouldn't be able to last three minutes, but..."

Watson raised his head and looked at the back behind the glass window, and said in his heart: "But you, William McConaughey, can you control the hunger in your heart... and leave them a whole body?"

However, the facts did not seem to develop as he expected. It was very quiet on the top floor, not to mention the roar of gunshots, the sound of flesh tearing... and even the noise of commotion was not heard from upstairs.

Watson was puzzled. Didn't a dispute break out? What is the Anti-Suppression Bureau waiting for? !

He saw another soldier from the Anti-Suppression Bureau running hurriedly from outside the street and rushed towards him.

After a while, the entire team of the Anti-Suppression Bureau followed the old man to the street. The old man dispersed the escorting soldiers and communicated one-on-one with Holmes.

Their voices were kept low, as if they didn't want outsiders to know the content of their conversation, but Watson could still read some of the content from the frequency and width of their lips opening and closing.

Female detective: "It's impossible...I obviously...he is sure..."

The old man from the Anti-Suppression Bureau: "...There is no abnormality...conclusive evidence...only this time...pay attention...Your Majesty the Duke..."

After that, the old man led the troops away, leaving the dejected female detective alone.

Watson felt guilty and waited until the anti-suppression bureau had completely left before going out.

He came to the lonely Charlotte and was thinking about comforting her when he saw that the other person's light gray pupils were filled with fighting spirit again.

The female detective looked up at the glass window and said forcefully:

"William McConaughey..."

"All this is not over yet. I will definitely find conclusive evidence of the evil crimes committed by you and your Flash Blade Order!"

My Radisson Jets, young and old ladies and gentlemen:

(The teacher squatted in the corner and cried) Everyone, please stop raising money. This book has finally been resurrected and entered its second round. Please give me a little help and help me read it...

It is really important for newbies to catch up on reading now! ! ! (The church member begged at the top of his lungs)

ps: I was supposed to have double updates every day for the second round this week, but firstly, the author was busy with work, and secondly, the leader of the True Blade finally appeared, and I was thinking about how to write it in a compelling way, so I scrapped two chapters in the middle and wasted a lot. time