The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Gildo drove a carriage and brought Sigmund to the vicinity of Dawn Church, but after explaining their purpose, the two were stopped by a clergyman.

"I'm sorry, the investigation of the case is at a critical moment. There are a lot of information to be collected and many people to ask. Please wait patiently for a while, after we complete the investigation..."

The clergy answered the questions of the two in a formulaic way, in short, it was delaying time and soft rejection.

"This is the mayor's order, get out!" Gildo was grumpy. He didn't want to get angry at first, but when he thought of the captain's disappearance for no reason in the morning, he couldn't control his emotions for a while.

"Please go back."

At this moment, a familiar voice interrupted the quarrel here.

Montana walked out of the church slowly, and she changed into a higher-level red-trimmed robe. The exquisite curves are looming, the expression is quiet, the eyes are calm, not the embarrassment of the day.

"Montana, is your class stable?" Gildor's face softened slightly when he saw the familiar face.

"You came just in time, let us in quickly. Mr. Mayor promised us to participate in the investigation of this extraordinary incident yesterday, and we have the right to know the progress of the case!" Gildo shouted loudly.

"I'm sorry, I can't let you in." Montana shook her head, with a little helplessness on her face.

"This is against the rules, I want to see Bennett!"

"Let your captain come, your level is not enough."

"Besides, this is also part of the inspection process. The mayor allowed you to join the investigation of this extraordinary incident, but he didn't say that we must share information with you."

"We are in a competitive relationship," Montana replied.

"If you investigate any important clues, you don't have to share them with us if you are ahead of us. Let the results speak for themselves."

"Look at the church and the demon hunter, which one is more suitable for the environment in the city?"

"Hmph!" Gildo sneered.

"It sounds good. I've already inquired about it. The judge's family, their family members and important witnesses were all brought to Dawn Church by you. How should we investigate in this situation?"

"When we finish the preliminary collection work, we will naturally release those people back, and then you can continue the investigation."

Montana replied.

"You're such a disappointment, I thought you'd be different from those guys."

"Serving the goddess is my life's duty." Montana lowered her head and retreated slowly.

"Wait a minute!" Sigmund said suddenly.

"Have you joined the investigation now?"

"Yes, Mr. Skind."

"Do you have time tonight, I think..."

"Sorry, the case is urgent. I will collect information in the church all night." Montana interrupted Sigmund, and left without looking back.

"What's going on? You still want to ask her out to have a chat alone?"

"Forget it, she is a member of the Oracle Church, we have different positions, even if we really agree to meet, she will not say anything."

Gildor understood where both sides stood.

Sigmund was not discouraged, and observed the surrounding environment thoughtfully.

"Let's go, go to the next place, if it still doesn't work, we can only use some special means."

"where are we going?"

Although Gildo is stronger, in this small two-person team, Sigmund is the backbone.

"Remember that GP, I think you know where he lives?"

Jill nodded.

"Let's go, Mr. Coachman!"

On the other side, Montana entered a room in the church and reported to Bennett what happened just now.

Bennett flipped through the information in his hand and kept nodding, "You handled it well, the two small characters don't care about them, as for Marek, he won't come."

At the end, Bennett seemed to think of something, and looked up at Montana deeply, "You have already entered the second level, and you are qualified to enter the reserve seat of the goddess."

"If you give up now..." There was an inexplicable flame beating in Bennett's eyes.

"No, teacher."

"I once made a vow to dedicate my life to the goddess."

"Don't think about it one last time?" Bennett's voice was slightly angry.

"This is my destiny and pursuit!"

"Go on, after the investigation of this incident is over, I will officially submit your name, and you can think about it carefully."

After speaking, Bennett lowered his head and pressed the space between his brows with a little tiredness.

Montana lowered her head and slowly exited the room. From an angle that Bennett couldn't see, her lips were tightly pressed together.

"My teacher, if it wasn't for you, how could I have been forced to take this path?"

It was not until Montana left for a long time that Bennett, who was sitting on the chair, slowly stood up, pressed the switch, and the bookcase close to the wall moved, revealing a hidden secret door.

Bennett stepped into it, the bookcase behind him slowly closed, and he went all the way down the steps, and soon he came to a closed room.

In the very center of the room was a half-person-high platform with a sunken top, on which stood a silver chalice in a transparent liquid.

Mobilizing the spiritual power in his body, Bennett held the holy grail tightly with both hands, and soon, the surrounding liquid began to boil like boiling.

When he let go of his hand, the surface of the silver Holy Grail was gradually stained with black stains, and those distorted lines continued upward until they barely stopped until they covered about 60% of the area of ​​the Holy Grail.

"The chaos value is well controlled."

"I still have a chance. As long as I can be promoted successfully, I can clear all the chaos."

"If we can get rid of that Sigmon, we will definitely be able to temporarily eliminate some evil thoughts. Although doing so will bring great hidden dangers, it can also buy me some time."

"It's your honor, Sigmund."

Stretching out his index finger and pressing his forehead hard, something seemed to be growing in the flesh, which made him feel a little itchy.

Before leaving, Benet calmed down and walked to a desk in the corner of the room.

On the table lay an ivory scroll, tightly wound with a red ribbon that shimmered at this moment. Bennett hesitated for a moment and stretched out his hand to tear off the ribbon and open the scroll.

"The rotation date has been advanced?"

"Forget it, it doesn't matter."

…………

Tuk tuk tuk!

Unexpectedly, the general practitioner Ryan O'Reilly lived not far from the apartment on Elm Street.

After verifying the house number, Sigmund got out of the car and knocked on the door.

"Honey, why are you back?"

A sweet voice came, and then the door was opened with a gap, and a beautiful face with loose red hair appeared in front of Sigmund.

The woman has a delicate face, blue pupils, smooth facial lines, and a little charm hidden in the tranquility.

To be honest, the appearance of this woman did surprise Sigmund for a moment.

"We're looking for Mr. Ryan O'Reilly." Sigmon took out a police badge, and he can be regarded as a plainclothes detective now.

It would be much more convenient to use this identity to go out and inquire about news.

"You are..." The woman looked at Sigmund cautiously, and had no intention of opening the door.

"Sigmund Skinde, Mr. O'Reilly was in charge of the autopsy last night..." Sigmund briefly explained.

"That's right, I'm sorry, sir, Ryan didn't come home. He sent me a letter not long ago, telling me that he would stay in the autopsy room until this investigation Finish."

it is as expected.

Sigmund sighed softly, he had already guessed such a result.

"Well, if he comes back, please ask someone to deliver the letter to Elm Street." Sigmund left his address on the note, and then passed it through the crack of the door.

The woman in the room stretched out her tender white fingers and took Sigmund's note.

As the body swayed, a special fragrance gushed out from the door.

Sigmund breathed subconsciously, but the woman shrank back as if frightened.

"I know about this gentleman, and I'll let you know if Ryan comes back."

After speaking, he slammed the door shut.

Sigmund stood still, a trace of doubt flashed in his eyes.

"What are you doing in a daze? Hurry up and get in the car!"

"Don't you also have the habit of the captain!" Gildo was in a really bad mood after being frustrated continuously.

"nothing."

Sigmund shook his head. He just instinctively felt that the woman's breath was very special, but he immediately put this thought behind him.

Ryan is a second-order transcendent. He has many plant-related abilities on his transcendent path, and he is also a pharmacist.

It is not surprising that some special spices can be adjusted.

"Follow me to the captain, he should have a way to make Bennett make concessions." Gildo raised his whip.

Sigmund didn't speak, his thoughts gradually drifted away, and he pinched a special ticket with his fingers in his pocket.

【Pass】

Brothers, if you don't want it, you really won't give it...

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