I upgrade points in the Holy Inquisition

Chapter 135 134. How could there be such a crazy person?

Lloyd returned to the office and opened the letter.

There is also a series of very familiar ghost symbols on it, which looks like a prescription written by a doctor.

Lloyd dug out the notebook given by the butler again, and compared it character by character, he deciphered the contents of the letter:

“Don’t go home these days, someone might be looking for trouble.

Miss Everoll will stay with Miss Desita temporarily, and she will be protected by Miss Landis, so there is no need to worry.

Inform Lord Tiltus of this matter as soon as possible and seek his help.

Don't worry too much, the situation is not bad, but do not use divination these days, not any form of divination.

I will contact you again when the situation improves.

Your friend, Randolph. "

When Lloyd saw the string of 'encrypted' symbols on the envelope, he knew it was from the butler.

I just didn’t expect it to be so difficult to read…

Of course, Lloyd must have believed the contents of the letter and was immediately ready to report to the presiding judge.

As a result, before he could even go out, the presiding judge floated to the door of his office.

"Lloyd, there is a dangerous person who may be targeting you. Don't go home during this period. You can live in the 18th arrondissement. You can bring your sister over."

The opening remarks of the two big guys are very similar. Maybe it is some kind of commonality between strong men?

The presiding judge said and asked one more question:

"Um...can you contact Mr. Randolph?"

Lloyd quickly took out the letter.

The presiding judge stretched out his finger and tapped it in the air, and the letter flew to him.

After looking at it carefully, he asked:

"What's written on it?"

Lloyd also didn't expect that the butler's handwriting was so abstract that even the presiding judge couldn't understand it...

To be able to come up with such a simple and unpretentious encryption method is worthy of a high-ranking boss!

Lloyd quickly translated.

"Well, it seems that I have reached a consensus with Mr. Randolph, so let's go with his arrangement. There should be no need to worry about your sister. The Ms. Landis mentioned in his letter used to be It is a very regrettable thing that the powerful people from the Holy Court of Grace later chose to leave the Order...

So, you just need to take care of yourself and never use divination these days. "

After the presiding judge finished speaking, he specifically added:

"Besides, Wei Ya will also be with you."

"Then who is targeting me? I have always been low-key, humble, reserved, and introverted?"

Lloyd asked again quickly.

The presiding judge hesitated for two seconds before answering:

"A notorious wanted criminal, but he hasn't targeted you yet, he just 'might' target you. Both Mr. Randolph and I have noticed that his divination has the tendency and possibility to point to you, so we made this decision. Such an arrangement.”

"Is this...could it be the case of that critic? Because I had contact with the critic who was murdered, so I was implicated?"

Lloyd asked again.

The presiding judge obviously also knew about the case. He did not need Lloyd to repeat the case and replied:

"It is possible, but I think the greater possibility is your talent... This wanted criminal especially likes to kill, torture, and control talented young people like you, and he is keen to kill your talents in "In the cradle."

"How could there be such a crazy person in this world?"

Lloyd was stunned for a moment after hearing this. He didn't expect that he had traveled through time and could meet such a valuable person who likes "killing trumpets" and "fishing"?

Does your household registration book only have one page?

And judging from Captain Fox's description, this guy is quite strong and is a high-ranking boss.

This feels like a multi-billionaire CEO of a multinational company personally going to suppress a prosperous street noodle shop.

Afraid of not being a lunatic?

The presiding judge nodded and replied:

"He is indeed a crazed lunatic, but we have always believed that there may be a huge conspiracy brewing behind his actions...

However, there are currently six sects in six cities, and many civil organizations are jointly looking for him, so he does not dare to act recklessly. Moreover, his whereabouts have been exposed now, and we are organizing an encirclement and suppression of him, so you don't have to Worry. "

These words gave Lloyd some reassurance. Even if the sky fell, there would still be big bosses to hold him up.

I hope that this kind of orphan who likes to "kill trumpets" will be reduced to ashes as soon as possible!

……………………

Outside the door of a low-key and secretive private club in a wealthy area, a gorgeous girl with a graceful figure and hot clothes appeared. She walked into the club with standard cat steps and led countless pairs of eyes.

She is a very famous socialite in the city, a frequent visitor to various French salons and private clubs, like a tram.

The social butterfly went up to the third floor of the club with ease, and then walked into the room at the end.

This is a spacious, bright and extravagantly decorated luxury room.

She just pulled the thick curtains to make the surrounding light a little dark, but she could still see a familiar guest waiting for her.

The other party had already eagerly taken off his clothes, revealing a body of thick fat, floating in mid-air, with his limbs twisted into weird shapes that could cause his whole body to break.

He was still alive for the time being, but he couldn't make any sound. The blood in his body seemed to have been drained. His whole body was as pale as a corpse, but he was still trembling and twitching slightly.

The socialite walked to the patron, looked him up and down, and then whispered:

"The first divination showed that... someone was looking for me... tending to be dangerous."

As she said that, she pulled open the patron's eyelids and looked at the eyeballs below. There were no eyeballs, only a dark eye socket.

"The result of the second divination, the thing that cannot be looked at directly... what will it be?"

Her voice sounded hoarse and interference, like sandpaper rubbing, completely the voice of an old man.

Then, she reached out and gently stroked the patron, checking the shape of his bones.

"The result of the third divination points to [Negation], [Intelligence], [Concrete], and... [Distortion]?"

"Why... is there [Distortion]?"

The socialite stood there thinking for a moment, then walked towards the floor-to-ceiling mirror in the luxurious guest room and bumped into it.

With a crisp sound of broken glass, the scattered mirrors directly cut her delicate body into bruises, and blood was scattered on the carpet under her feet.

Each mirror reflected her bleeding figure, vaguely forming a strange and evil pattern.

Then, she asked:

"Where is the holder of the Book of Truth?"