"Huh...huh"

Lucid, panting heavily, took a long time and then slowly "slowed over."

This actually has a certain element of showmaking, which makes the character of "Xilin" more plump.

Lifting her head, a "horrified" expression appeared on her face, and she stammered:

"Hano... Captain, I, I..."

After shaking, he said timidly:

"I saw a terrible scene, he was holding a pair of scissors, himself..."

Hanno was a little impatient, interrupted her words and asked:

"Is there any influence from extraordinary factors? What kind of influence is it?"

"Yes... he should be under control of his body, and then he was..."

Hearing this, Hanno began to think.

After a while, he murmured a little solemnly:

"This is likely to be a masterpiece of'Resentment'."

Lucid frowned thoughtfully, opened his mouth and stopped talking.

At this time, the old Jiale, who was still red on his face, took the lead and asked the question she wanted to ask:

"What does this have to do with the'primitive moon' cultists?"

Hanno narrowed his eyes slightly, and said in a deep voice:

"There are many'Resentful Souls' who believe in the'Primitive Moon'... but this is not conclusive evidence. The reason why it is believed that this is the "Primitive Moon" cult's handwriting is because in this building An altar found in the basement of the villa."

Lucid frowned and couldn't help but question:

"But... isn't an altar or something important to a "cultist"? How could it stay here after an accident?"

The red-haired captain of the "Night Watcher" glanced at "Shilin" in surprise, then the corners of his mouth turned upwards, applauding:

"Indeed, this is also one of the doubts."

After a pause, he continued to tell:

"But this altar is undoubtedly of the ‘primitive moon’."

Feeling inexplicably guilty, Lucid lowered his head and glanced at his right hand secretly.

"what?"

At this time, she noticed another thing.

The carpet in this study is a bit familiar.

This is a very beautiful carpet, luxurious and exquisite, not the same as Ruen's common carpet.

Frowning, Lucid struggled to find it in his own memory.

After a while, she seemed to have thought of something, and then she approached the desk and observed it carefully.

The wide and large original wooden table was a little messy, it looked like someone was sitting at the table writing something, and then suddenly there was an accident.

Looking at the blood-stained desktop, Lucid frowned, pointed to a blank space and asked:

"Where is the original thing here?"

Turning his head, Hanno looked at "Shilin" in surprise, and replied with a slight approval:

"In the resident...this is evidence transmitted by the'Church of Steam and Machinery'."

"Forehead…"

Lucid twitched the corner of his mouth slightly.

She didn't want to go to the underground part of "Saint Samuel's Church" anymore.

Fortunately, this mission without the participation of "Bettlitz" is already a blessing. Lucid is not stupid, running to the church eagerly? What is the difference between this and "home delivery"?

As soon as her eyes rolled, she began to change the subject:

"The'clothing' we just found in the bedroom can also be used as a breakthrough... We can use it to find the'perfumer''s... lover to ask about the situation."

The red-haired Hanno's eyes lit up, and he smiled generously:

"Shilin, you helped a lot. This is indeed a blind spot that I didn't think of before."

Taking a look at the "night watchers" present, he commanded:

"Pixius and Schilling followed this clue to find it, while Old Jarl and I continued to look for it here."

The "Night Watcher" has always paid attention to efficiency, and after a while, Lucid and Piersius were sitting in the carriage they were riding in.

After asking the shy "night watcher" to borrow his cane, Lucid used this somewhat "thrifty and cool" piece of clothing as a medium to use the "staff technique" to point the way.

But Pisius looked at the small piece of breathable fabric, but couldn't help but slowly flushed.

Secretly glanced at "Shilin" who was divination, and he swallowed quietly.

I can't hold the gun anymore, what should I do?

In this way, following the guidance of "Schilling", this "Becklund Public Security Department" carriage carried two people through the fog, and came to a garden villa that looked very magnificent.

This garden villa is surprisingly larger than Lucid’s villa in Tingen, and the decoration is more luxurious. There is a gilded sign outside the door with the word "Tangska Club" written on it in the common language of the Kingdom. A few words.

"Tsk... this is not easy."

Lucid couldn't help feeling a little unsure, turned his head and glanced at the ‘colleague’ next to him, and cast a questioning look at him.

But this little movement of her was ignored by Piscius who was in the "war between heaven and man".

"Ahem..."

With a somewhat dissatisfied frown, Lucid coughed slightly as a reminder.

"what?"

Only then did Pisius react, UU reading www.uukanshu.com immediately said in a low voice embarrassed:

"Sorry, I... I was just thinking about something."

"Oh…"

Lucid curled his lips, looked at the suddenly blushing ‘colleague’, and asked in a low voice:

"Pixius? Do you have any thoughts on the current situation?"

After taking a look at the house with the club’s signboard, he pondered for a while and replied:

"Shall we go in and take a look?"

As a result, the two got out of the car one after another.

Looking at Pisius, whose posture was somewhat stiff, Lucid couldn't help but frowned in confusion.

Was it not like this just now? really weird…

But soon, the two were stopped by the doorman at the door.

I saw him bow and asked politely:

"Hello, do you have a membership card? Only members can enter."

A trace of embarrassment appeared on Pierce's face, and he replied:

"Uh...no."

The corners of his mouth turned up slightly, Lucid smiled and said:

"Then excuse me... how can I become a member?"

The waiter looked at Lucid, who was bright and charming, and his eyes lit up:

"You can go in anytime, but..."

He glanced at Pisius, the meaning in his eyes was self-evident.

Lucid gave birth to a hint of unhappiness for no reason, snorted coldly, and pulled Pisius back into the carriage.

Taking a look at the "colleagues" who looked equally angry, she shook her head and said:

"Let's go back first."

"Um…"

Pisius nodded.

The carriage started again and passed through this extremely low-visibility street.

Looking back at the "club" behind him, a glint flashed in Lucid's eyes.

The smell of the "door boy" just now is not normal.

It's the breath of "Cthulhu"!