The Hero Who Troubles the Heroes

Wei Zi left the Knowledge City by boat, and no one knew where she went.

All the work she was in charge of before she left was just as organized, as she used to leave the island to run errands elsewhere.

When Wei Zi went through the process to take a large amount of public funds from the industry-university-research base of the Jiuyang Chamber of Commerce before leaving, the note in the financial department wrote a new round of investment in the thermochromic paint project.

This project does exist. It is a business that Charles discussed in Chapter 1232. It has achieved good results in the past two years, and there are indeed reports of additional investment recently.

It was only four days later when the eldest sister in charge of the project came to ask if the latest investment application had been approved, that everyone realized that something was wrong.

It had been six days when Charles and Meliti emerged from the maze.

He immediately checked the entry and exit list at the airport and spent two days in the surveillance room at the port watching the video. However, there was no perfect identity registration system, and it was very convenient to dress up, so he couldn't find any useful clues.

When they arrived on land, there was no way to find them in the vast sea of ​​people.

There is no problem with someone fighting now, but there is no good way to find someone.

Although there is a tracing magic, Charles found that he did not have any medium for casting such as Vichy's fresh hair or fingernails, and her residence was already empty, not even a speck of dust was left.

Meliti felt a little guilty, feeling that this would not have happened if she hadn't dragged Charles into the labyrinth.

Charles comforted her, then dragged Diana into the yard again to talk.

He felt that Diana must know something about this matter, otherwise he would definitely inform himself through the dream platform.

But Diana shook her head, and slipped back to Master Wolfe.

There was another person on the island who had a good relationship with Vichy, so Charles went to another apprentice, Tarantula.

Charles went to the headmaster that day and then watched Tarantula, but a while ago was when the latest issue of the magazine was about to be finalized, and Tarantula was too busy to talk to him in those days, so he called. After greeting, I went to Alice Academy to find the Queen Blanche family.

Now that the magazine has started printing, the next step is to follow the steps. Tarantula is free. When Charles came over, she was sitting in the office holding a teacup in a daze.

As usual, the girl who lived in high tension all day locked the door of the office, drew the curtains, undid her hairdo and put down her fiery red hair. After sitting in Charles' arms, her tense body completely relaxed.

"Don't ask," Tarantula whispered, leaning her head on Charles' shoulder. "I won't say anything."

Charles said, "What if I still have to ask?"

Tarantula closed his eyes and said in a firm tone: "I have been professionally trained, and I can't speak whether it is torture or language temptation."

Charles can't do anything about these killers. It's impossible to punish her.

So he took out a small bottle of the long-prepared Xingzhen words potion.

"Don't!" Tarantula put her face on Charles' shoulder, "I'll turn into a fool if I drink it."

This time, Charles is completely out of the way. The killer is most afraid of this kind of potion, and he will naturally have corresponding countermeasures.

Charles patted her on the back, then gently lifted the corner of her collar, and saw that there were indeed a few hickeys on the collarbone that were about to disappear.

Tarantula glared at him fiercely, and simply grabbed his paw and stuffed it into his clothes from the collar.

Charles didn't do it for a while, and his hand stretched forward to scratch her itch, so that she couldn't breathe.

"Tell me?!" Charles asked seriously.

As a result, Tarantula returned to normal in the next moment, just like scratching other people's bodies.

Charles pouted, she blocked the sense of touch on her body, so she was not afraid of tickling and torture.

"Don't ask any more." After Tarantula finished speaking, he relaxed completely, curled up like a kitten in Charles' arms and fell asleep, and soon snored softly.

Charles had no choice but to sit there and think.

Vichy must not have been cheated by Xiaobailian and ran away, otherwise Tarantula would have chased after her with a knife, or tied her up and locked her in the basement, instead of leaving a hickey and leaving.

And what Vichy has to do to make Tarantula support and Diana acquiesce is only revenge.

Charles still remembered those terrifying scars on Vichy back then.

But Charles couldn't figure out what kind of revenge object would force her to steal public funds and let him deprive her of the title to separate the relationship.

With his face and strength against someone, as long as he takes advantage of it, theoretically no one can be unfair.

After thinking about it for a while, he felt that he should change his thinking. Instead of casting a wide net, he chose suspicious targets and waited on the sidelines, maybe it would be effective.

However, Charles's family does not have a pervasive intelligence system, and can only let the Aixi Restaurant and the water transportation logistics system pay attention to this intelligence.

The reason is also easy to find, just follow the reason Vichy left behind to steal public funds.

However, everyone, including Tarantula, was unaware of Vichy's real plans.

In a seemingly abandoned castle, the light from the shaking flames shone on Vichy's cold and determined face.

In front of her, an elf aunt sat on a chair, staring directly at the red wine glass shaking in her hands.

"Have you decided?" asked the elf aunt. "This magical process is extremely painful. If you can't bear it, you will go crazy."

Vichy replied blankly: "I decided, I don't think it is more painful than my previous experience."

Aunt Elf seemed to give her time to think about it, and finished the red wine in her glass in small sips.

"Come on." The elf aunt sighed.

After speaking, she got up from the chair and strode towards the stairs.

Wei Zi followed behind and finally came to the basement.

Inside the basement is an altar that exudes the divine power of the God of Life.

In front of the altar, the elf aunt asked Wei Zi, "What medium did you bring?"

Vichy took out a thick wooden box from the backpack behind her and placed it on the table against the wall. The lid of the box was inlaid with two magic crystals for energy.

When the box was opened, there was a cold air inside.

Next, she used a wooden clip to pull out a plastic slime bag with a pair of men's underwear inside.

If Charles was here, he'd be surprised that the **** he lost in bed in Chapter 1238 were here.

Then Vichy took out another glass bottle with a small strand of golden hair in it.

Finally, she took out a dragon scale from her backpack~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The elf aunt nodded silently and said, "Take off your clothes and lie in the middle of the altar."

Soon after, Vichy was lying in the center of the altar, with the useful parts of what she brought beside her.

The ceremony began, and the emerald green divine power enveloped the entire altar.

The expression on Wei Zi's face instantly became hideous, and she felt that her body was chopped into pieces by countless knives.

...

The next morning, as the sun rose, Aunt Elf walked into the client's room.

There was a simple bronze mirror in the room, and a young man with a height of almost 1.9 meters, a strong and well-proportioned body, vertical pupils, a slightly feminine face, and a certain resemblance to someone, was studying the body in the mirror.

"You should give yourself a new name," said Aunt Elf. "Remember, the time starts from last night."

"Name?" the young man thought.

About half a month later, while eating ramen at a white grouper sushi restaurant, Charles met a young man who felt quite familiar.

"Is it Lord Earl McGarden?" the young man asked.

When Charles turned his head and saw the other's vertical pupils, he was slightly taken aback, thinking it was Aunt Winter Melon or Aunt Pumpkin's son.

He asked, "I am, who are you?"

The young man replied: "My name is Marple. After watching the movie "Poor Boy Marries a Daughter-in-law", I found that there are people with the same eyes as me in other places. Then I inquired about Biluo Town all the way, and it was Sister Winter Melon and Sister Pumpkin who told me something. matter."

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