I seem to be an evil god

The two sides said goodbye at the entrance of the inner hall, Liu Dao turned to his work table, and the female witcher led the team away.

At this moment, a young demon hunting team member suddenly spoke up and asked if there was still a chance to taste Liu Dao's precious black tea. Liu Dao, who was walking towards the carving tools, stiffened slightly, then turned around and showed a smile.

"Of course, please wait a moment while I heat up the drinking water. Believe me, these black teas from Mr. Smith will definitely make your night unforgettable."

The young witcher who spoke nodded happily. The female witcher was about to scold him, but she saw Liu Dao's secretly happy expression. She suddenly changed her tone when she was about to scold him and looked at the rune lamp on the wall with admiration.

"Mr. Mauritius, where did you buy these rune lamps? They look much better than the ones I use myself."

"These small furniture are all provided by Mr. Smith. If you really like them, I can ask someone to ask about them."

The female witcher smiled and waved her hands, saying no, and looked at Liu Dao's body disappearing on the other side with a strange look in her eyes.

What kind of black tea can you serve us? The mysterious Mr. Mauritius.

At this moment, a rune in the female witcher's arms vibrated slightly. She cautiously stretched out her hand to take it out, placed it on her forehead and closed her eyes in concentration.

"Smith did purchase a large number of mysterious sculptures. It is said that he spent a lot of money. These sculptures are locked in his vault. The identity of Mauritius can basically be confirmed."

Upon receiving this news, the female witcher sighed lightly, knowing that she had lost the opportunity to interrogate Liu Dao in a formal way.

When Liu Dao came back, the female witcher said goodbye directly with her men, while Liu Dao quietly watched them leave holding a hot copper pot.

In this steaming copper kettle, the boiling water with a hint of light red is boiling, and the red color in the water is disappearing bit by bit like blood.

After leaving the sculpture hall, one of the young demon hunters wearing glasses was checking the crystal ball in annoyance. This energy detection crystal was what he applied for from school. He was the one who discovered that the energy fluctuations in the sculpture hall were abnormal.

"What's going on? When I just checked, it was still normal. Why is it useless in the venue?"

The few novice demon hunters next to him didn't know how to persuade him. The other party put a lot of effort into this crystal, and even ran around the city for four or five hours to detect abnormal energy, but they didn't expect to get something like this. results.

"There should be no problem with the energy detection crystal. The owner of the sculpture gallery we investigated is the problem."

The other witchers looked at the female witcher in confusion. The owner of the sculpture gallery just now was very kind to them, and there was nothing abnormal after checking for a long time. Why did he say there was something wrong with him?

"What is the name of the neighbor on the right side of the sculpture gallery? Do you still remember it?"

The bespectacled witcher thought for a while and said in an uncertain tone: "Moson Garrison?"

"That's right, Mawson Garrison. Do you remember the name Garrison?"

The bespectacled witcher shook his head in confusion, but another witcher next to him suddenly said: "The Garrison family, is this Mr. Mawson from the Garrison family?"

The other three demon hunters looked at him in confusion. This demon hunter looked puzzled: "Our family has some business dealings with the Garrison family. About 30 years ago, the Garrison family had a famous child who escaped from marriage. There was a big fuss at the time, and although the incident gradually subsided, it is still a laughing stock that the Garrison family cannot erase."

"And the name of the marriage evader in their family is Mo Sen."

"So what if Mr. Mawson has a secret story? What does this have to do with Mauritius concerns?"

The one who retorted was the demon hunter who had been wanting to drink black tea. It seemed that Liu Dao's generous behavior left a good impression on her.

"Although Mo Sen's identity is not a secret, it is absolutely impossible for him to tell it. The neighbors on this street only know him as Mo Sen and know nothing about his family name."

"However, when I called him Mr. Garrison, the new sculpture gallery owner agreed as usual. This can only mean one thing. He knows all the neighbor's information in advance, and this information will not come from A regular private eye.”

"He has cooperated with Mr. Smith. Perhaps these information were given to him by Mr. Smith."

“No matter how close a businessman and a sculptor may appear to be on the surface, this kind of secret and exploitable information is never shared.”

"And the collaborator who can share these secret information with Smith cannot be an ordinary sculptor."

Having said this, the witcher sighed softly. At this time, the bespectacled novice had turned around and ran towards the sculpture gallery, looking enthusiastic and impulsive.

"Zade, come back quickly. We currently have no evidence to prove that there is a problem with him. What you do will only expose us!"

The words of the female witcher made the young witcher stop. He glanced hatefully in the direction of the sculpture gallery and had to return dejectedly.

"Aren't we a Demon Hunting Guild? Since the owner of the sculpture gallery is suspected, why don't you let us arrest him directly?"

The one who spoke was the demon hunter who had a good impression of Liu Dao just now. It was obvious that the other party's deception made him very angry.

"He has a relationship with Smith, and there is a master in the Smith Group. We have to consider the mood and attitude of this master. The guild will not take action against him until we find out the background of this sculptor. "

"Aren't we trying to protect the safety and justice of the people? Now that there are traces of the White Wolf King in this sculpture gallery, the master of the group should also understand."

The female witcher sighed softly and said in a tone that few others could understand: "The most powerful person in Lion City is the master, and there are only a dozen masters in total. For each master, we We all need to fight for it.”

"Even the White Wolf King who destroyed the Great Bell Tower? The Great Bell Tower is the most famous landmark building in our city. Its collapse caused the death of dozens of people!"

In response to the young witcher's disbelief, the female witcher glanced at them and said nothing.

Walking on the street, silently feeling the chaotic and violent inner energy in her dantian, the female witcher let out a long sigh as she suddenly had more than a dozen pieces of rune equipment on her body.

The forcibly improved strength, the fully functional and free rune tools, the ambiguous attitude towards master criminals, and the sudden silence of the Church of Light, all of this really made the demon hunter have to imagine in a pessimistic direction.

And just half an hour after Liu Dao sent the demon hunters away, a piece of paper wrapped in stones came in from the outside. Liu Dao unfolded it and silently destroyed it.

The note contained a message in encrypted text:

The first batch of substrates has arrived…

It is poisonous and cannot be deleted or modified. The number of chapters in this chapter was accidentally typed wrong. Dear readers, please forgive me~