Mystic Dominator

Coming to the Ron Avenue mentioned earlier, Nicole did not take Ronald directly to No. 37.

She first came to a small door with keys on the side of the street.

Staring at the locksmith on the chair, the investigator girl approached before whispering:

"Pyne, the key to number 37."

clatter——

The locksmith opened the drawer, took out a bunch of keys and began to search.

At the same time, he unconsciously looked at Ronald who was guarding the door.

"Miss Nicole, this is..."

Nicole explained:

"He is the newcomer I brought."

"That's it."

Nodding, the locksmith found a brass-colored key wrapped in letter paper and handed it over.

"Good luck with your work today."

"Thank you very much."

Nodding in thanks, Nicole will not stop here.

Turning to call Ronald, the two of them continued walking into the street.

Soon, the No. 37 store on the mission document arrived.

Sandwiched between a tool shop and a shop selling ironware, the street number 37 is a shop that handles leather and also sells it.

But in this time period.

When the surrounding shops are already open for business, only the No. 37 gate is closed.

"It's here."

Looking at the leather shop in front of her, Nicole muttered something in a low voice, and then walked to the door first.

Holding the key to the door lock, she gently inserted and twisted it.

Click——

The door opened.

In short, with the help of the previous locksmith who was an informant of the Bureau of Investigation, they easily opened the door of this shop.

It's not that no one around noticed their movements, but as long as they took a look, they didn't dare to ask or interfere.

Ordinary people living on Ron Avenue know what not to touch. Guys dressed like Ronald and Nicole can easily put themselves in danger if they touch them rashly based on their social status.

"Ronald, follow me."

"Let's go in and have a look."

Carefully putting the key back into her pocket, Nicole beckoned Ronald to step into the room first. At the same time, tearing open the letter paper that wrapped the key just now, the investigator girl whispered the words on it:

"The offline sales point of the Hough Leather Processing Factory is owned by Heywood Nelson, who completed a new large-volume order transaction three days ago. At the same time, this is the last action he appeared on the official record .But the shop he owns was only closed yesterday."

Listening to the information, Ronald immediately asked:

"Does this sound like the disappearance of ordinary citizens?"

In this era, similar public security issues should still be relatively frequent, so it wouldn't be necessary for the investigation bureau to manage everyone's disappearance, right?

If this is the case, why do we need the police?

Hearing Ronald's question, Nicole immediately shook her head:

"If ordinary people go missing, it is natural for the police to deal with it."

"But the situation is special recently. The problem of this store happened to be stuck within this time, so this matter will be handed over to us."

While talking, Nicole and Ronald walked through the front of the store.

When I came to the working area behind the shop, I immediately saw a dense layer of leather, the most eye-catching of which was the raw hide that was only peeled off from the prey and cleaned only once.

And near the outside, the final finishing work is completed, and the piece of leather that has become a complete product.

According to the data, this store is a sales store of a leather factory.

But looking at this situation, it also has the function of purchasing raw hides.

"Stop for a second."

While Ronald was still looking around and looking at the environment here,

Nicole raised her hand to stop him.

Immediately, the investigator girl stopped in place.

She was also not seen chanting a spell, or making some kind of spell-casting action.

Just two seconds later, she walked into the depths of the store again.

But from this moment on, Ronald could read a very serious aura from the girl's back.

——Nicole noticed something strange.

The original scripture quietly appeared in his hand, and Ronald immediately recited the psalm with a voice that only he could hear. The black mist representing 'rage' covered and wrapped around his palm, and he also entered a fighting state.

But it's a pity that although the emotional detection ability feedback is frequent, most of them come from outside Ron Avenue.

In this room, only he and Nicole's mood swings.

--keep going.

Bypassing the location of the oiled leather, the two came to the deeper side of the shop.

Nicole, who was walking in front, frowned.

This place is already separated from the store itself, and further inside is a private living room.

But the living room door was supposed to be locked and shut.

At this moment, it is opening unimpededly in front of you.

Because it is already quite deep, the sun can't illuminate the situation inside, and the pitch-black room gives people a sense of danger inside at first glance.

"..."

A silent air enveloped the leather shop.

The investigator's eyes flashed, and he picked up an idle kerosene lamp from the side without hesitation.

Then, an interesting scene happened.

She didn't see her take out the kindling, just stroked the outside of the oil lamp rhythmically with her fingers a few times, and the lamp burned violently!

—It's a spell.

Ronald instantly realized that it was Nicole who was using the spell.

Although he failed to recognize the roots, his language skills told Ronald that the characters Nicole drew with his fingers just now meant the state of [burning]!

at the same time.

Holding the lamp, Nicole walked into the living room first.

"uh-huh?"

Almost as soon as she entered, the investigator girl let out an exclamation of dissatisfaction:

"Hey! Are you still alive? Can you hear me?"

"If you're dead or not, why don't you move?"

Ronald followed closely and also saw the scene in the house.

The living room was illuminated by lights, and beside the shadow of the bed, a middle-aged man with a big belly was collapsing on the ground.

This guy has no hair on his body, and his head is weakly leaning on the ground.

Instead, the twisted quilt on the bed tells people that this place has been used before.

And this man was probably dragged out of the quilt as well.

"Ronald. You hold the lamp down for me."

Looking at the motionless man on the ground, Nicole simply handed the kerosene lamp in her hand to Ronald.

Immediately afterwards, the investigator girl took out a revolver from her capacious coat, first stroked the barrel with her fingers a few times, and then ejected the revolver and stroked the bullets in the chamber a few times.

The whole set of movements is extremely fast and the range is very small.

Before Ronald could see clearly, Nicole raised the pistol with the revolving wheel and aimed directly at the man lying on the ground.

"Three seconds, get up quickly."

"1—2—3!"

Without further explanation, the moment the countdown ended, the investigator girl directly pulled the trigger.

"—"

From the side of the man, the bullet flew past almost close to the skin.

However, during the whole process, the gun in Nicole's hand and the bullets it fired did not make any sound.

From loading the bullet to firing, there was no movement at all during the whole process!

It's as if this place is in outer space, and there is no medium for transmitting sound.

In contrast, was the man who was still paralyzed on the ground.

Even when the god of death passed by, he still remained motionless.

"Tsk—"

"Is this the case again?"

Seeing the scene in front of her, Nicole curled her lips in dissatisfaction.

Then she stepped forward, and she reached out and touched the man's neck.

—the person is still alive.