Lord of the Mysteries 2: Circle of Inevitability

Hot Spring District, No. 55 Chestnut Street, in a gray-blue three-story building with a garden, lawn, and stables.

A band in the corner played a soft melody, and Bono, the owner of the place. Holding a glass of golden champagne, Goodwill walked among different guests, communicating with them about the aftermath of the chemical plant explosion, hoping to avoid his own responsibility to the greatest extent and get generous compensation from the insurance company.

He sometimes chatted with the wives of government officials, sometimes with his lawyers, and sometimes communicated with important people in other aspects of the matter.

He was like a born party animal, with a quick mind and a strong body on such occasions. His deep blue and almost black eyes and the thick brown beard around his mouth shone brightly in the light of the crystal chandelier.

After pirouetteing around an unimportant guest, Bono Goodwill meets Travis. Everett.

The police superintendent of the Honest Market District was not in uniform, but was wearing a black formal suit and a blue bow tie. He was also holding a glass of golden champagne in his hand.

"Superintendent Everett, you must protect me during this time!" Bono. Goodwill smiled at Travis. Everett said, "Many people died in the explosion, and I'm worried that their relatives will do something drastic."

Everett pushed up his black-rimmed glasses, smiled and said: "This is the hot spring area, I can't control it. Moreover, after I entered this street, I could clearly feel the frequency and intensity of patrols by the police squad. It’s much higher than normal.”

"Well, didn't you hire a lot of bodyguards? There's nothing to worry about. Those who died were ordinary workers and could not threaten you. Besides, they don't even know where you live."

Everett half-joked: "If you let the injured and their families who had to leave the hospital early because they couldn't get compensation for the accident quickly and go home to wait to die know that you are still holding a banquet, you are still... Serve your guests with plenty of fine wine and a small symphony orchestra, and they could really lose their minds and drag you and your family into the abyss.”

Bono. Goodwill smiled and said: The banquet has nothing to do with compensation. I have to abide by the law and wait for the judgment. "Superintendent Everett, if I go back to the market area to handle things, I hope you can send two or three police officers to protect me."

Everett nodded slightly: "This is my duty, but I need to remind you that several police officers have family members working in your chemical plant."

He was putting pressure on Bono for his subordinates. Goodwill, I hope they can get compensation soon.

Bono. Goodwill nodded silently, not caring too much. The banquet lasted until early morning, and among the various remaining fragrances, Bono. Goodwill hugged his three children one after another and went up to the third floor.

He loosened his tie and returned to the bedroom with his wife.

With a snap, the gas wall sconce was lit, Bono. Goodwill's eyes suddenly became dull.

He saw a man sitting in his favorite easy chair.

The man leaned slightly forward and looked at Bono and Goodwill in a downward-looking manner even though he was sitting.

He was wearing a gray-blue worker's uniform, a dark blue peaked cap, and white bands wrapped around his face, leaving only his blue eyes and two nostrils exposed.

Bono. Goodwill was startled, so he opened his mouth and shouted for help.

But before that, a semi-illusory crimson flaming crow had condensed behind the visitor who "rushed to the door" and flew out, just in time to hit Bono. Goodwill's teeth.

A soft bang, Bono. Goodwill's mouth turned black, and two teeth fell out. His expression was completely distorted in pain, and his screams were muffled.

At this time, both he and his wife had a sharp dagger pressed against their vests.

Franka and Jenna had already come out from behind the door, closed the bedroom door, and captured their targets respectively. One of them wore a black robe with a hood and leather armor, with his face hidden in the shadows. The other wore a men's linen shirt with a brown jacket, dark brown trousers and strapless leather boots. He only covered the upper half of his face and A silver-white metal mask with exposed eyes.

Franca supported Bono with her other hand. Goodwill, lest he tumble over in pain.

Lumian remained seated and smiled and said, "Mr. Goodwill, this was just a warning, otherwise your mouth would have been completely blown apart, not just losing two teeth, which would be a bit injured."

Bono. Goodwill's wife finally came to her senses and asked in horror: "Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"Who am I?" Lumian laughed, "You can think of me as your father."

After speaking, he glanced at Franka.

Franka immediately took out the "Veritaserum" that Lumian gave her before the operation and drank it into Bono. Goodville some.

While waiting for the effect to take effect, Lumian said with a smile: "Mr. Goodwill, I really didn't expect to be able to meet you and have a friendly exchange with you so easily. You have disappointed me a little."

He hasn’t received any gifts yet!

Bono. After Goodwill was forced to drink the "Veritaserum", he said bitterly: "What do you want to do? I have a lot of money in the safe, I can give it to you!"

Hearing these words, Jian Na felt a surge of anger ignite from her chest and jump to her head.

She suddenly raised her left foot and slapped Bono. The side of Goodwill's calf.

If it weren't for the wrong position between them, she would have wanted to attack this bastard between his legs!

F***, take your money to the tomb!

Bono. Goodwill tilted his body and felt that his bones were cracked.

His instinctive scream was blocked by the sudden condensation of frost in his mouth.

Lumian nodded approvingly to Jenna and waited for Bono. Goodwill calmed down a bit and said, "I want to know why you would blow up your own chemical plant."

Bono. Goodwill's expression changed and he blurted out: "How do you know?"

Before he finished speaking, he already wanted to raise his right hand and give himself a slap.

When facing this kind of problem, shouldn’t we deny it first? Why do you say whatever comes to your mind?

"Oh, I'm very honest. I just deceived you, but you admitted it directly." Lumian nearly let Bono off. Goodwill said in a tone of cerebral congestion.

Jenna felt like her soul had left her body again.

Although she was mentally prepared after Lumian's analysis, she still couldn't believe it when she heard the answer.

How could there be such a bad person?

That destroyed hundreds of families!

After regaining consciousness, Jian Na gritted her teeth tightly.

She was afraid that if she relaxed a little, her whole body would be ignited with anger and directed towards Bono. Goodwill slashed.

No, hundreds of dollars!

Goodwill's wife was also looking at her husband with shocked and frightened eyes.

She originally thought the explosion at the chemical plant was a simple accident.

Lumian looked at Bono with cold eyes. Goodwill said: "Why did you do that? Is it related to someone in the office of Representative Hugues Artois?" Hearing the latter question, Bono. Goodwill could no longer control his expression, showing a look of shock and fear.

After drinking the weird liquid and "admitting" that he arranged for someone to do the chemical plant explosion, his psychological defenses had actually collapsed. At this time, he was even more full of thoughts of dragging people into trouble to help him share the guilt: "It was Rhone and Ti. Bert! These are the secretary and assistant secretary of Representative Hugues and Artois." They have been hinting to me that the chemical plant is in disrepair and may explode at any time. It is better to find a way to obtain the insurance compensation purchased before, and when the time comes, Yuge. Congressman Artois will also use the pretext of setting up factories, developing the economy, protecting factory owners, and getting me reconstruction funds and compensation funds.

[In view of the general environment,

"They always say that everything will decay, and my chemical plant is the same, so there are all kinds of problems. Instead of waiting for it to explode, it's better to use it in exchange for more benefits." I went to look for it again yesterday morning. Got it

They, for some reason, were confused and convinced. Only when the explosion actually happened did I feel scared and went to the congressman's office three times.

"They told me it would be okay."

What an idiot, not even a follower of the evil god...under the influence of extraordinary powers? Tybalt saw my disguised Bono, and Goodwill was also talking about decline. What exactly did they want to achieve? Lumian thought for a while and was about to ask about the details of the conversation when the sound of a bell being pulled suddenly came from the iron fence gate outside the lawn.

Lumian and Franka quickly looked at each other and both had guesses;

Visit Bono at this time. Goodwill also politely rang the doorbell if it was either his friend or the official investigator!

Without any words, Lumian stood up, and Franka put away the dagger in tacit agreement.

Seeing their actions, Jian Na also reacted.

She took a diagonal step, raised the dagger, and stabbed Bono hard. Goodwill's shoulders.

With the squeaking sound, blood spurted out, Bono. Goodwill groaned in pain.

Jenna didn't stop any longer and rushed to the window opposite to the main entrance.

On her dagger, black flames ignited and then extinguished quickly in several places in the room.

The three of them jumped out of the building one after another, climbed over the iron fence behind the garden, and disappeared into the night in the distance.

The three-person team consisting of Angouleme, Valentine and the mixed-race Yimre met Bono in the bedroom, who had just finished bandaging and had a scorched mouth. Goodville.

The factory owner said angrily: "Officer, I was almost kidnapped by three gangsters!"

Angulem glanced at the scene, smiled and said, "We will investigate this matter later, but now it is mainly your problem."

"My question?" Bono and Goodwill were shocked.

Angouleme nodded lightly: "Let's confirm your beliefs first, and then talk about your visit to the congressman's office on the morning of the chemical plant explosion."

Without enough evidence to take drastic measures against the congressman and his staff, the "purifiers" turned the direction of their investigation to Bono. On Goodwill.

Bono and Goodwill, whose psychological defenses had been breached, turned pale when they heard these words.

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