Using himself as bait, Sean can't guarantee that he will be able to lure Kennedy out of the black box.

However, he knew that Judas couldn't ignore his appearance.

After all, he almost took Arya away once.

Therefore, they will take action no matter what, and will send personnel to solve their own potential threat...

When he saw the man standing in the slowly opening door, Sean realized that the plan was going more smoothly than expected.

After seeing Charles Kennedy, Sean didn't stop, he turned and ran away at the fastest speed.

"Escape?" Kennedy frowned.

This behavior doesn't quite match the Sean in his impression.

"Is he trying to lure me away from here?" Thinking of this, Kennedy was not in a hurry to chase after Sean.

He first walked to the side and closed the passage door through the controller: "Whether it's a bait or not...

"None of them have the authority to open this door."

Only the mayor and the personnel located in the substation have permission to open the door.

Looking at the distant back, Kennedy thought: "The next moment is the most critical moment of the plan. I must eliminate this risk..."

If a person has enough motivation to do something, he will always find the perfect reason for himself.

Charles Kennedy no longer hesitated, twisting his cloak like the night behind him and chasing after him...

After escaping and chasing, Sean and Kennedy soon came to the edge of the industrial area.

It's close enough.

Priest Naia threw a black icicle towards Sean's back.

At the moment when the ice pierced through Sean, Sean's back turned into a black cloth wrapped in a rabbit and slowly fell.

It belongs to Wright, and can simulate a substitute for spiritual substances.

A ray of dawn suddenly flashed in front of Kennedy's eyes...

In the blink of an eye, Priest Naia was imprisoned by a chess game that suddenly appeared.

Alicia and the others, who were in ambush, walked out of the shadows.

Kennedy, who was trapped on the chessboard, was ashen.

He didn't expect that his obsession with that little reporter would lead him to such a... simple trick.

He slammed the light curtain on the edge of the chessboard hard, his eyes annoyed.

The female chess player's blue eyes are indifferent, as if staring at a beast in a trap.

After receiving the "confirmed capture" message, the real Sean came out of hiding.

Behind him, not only stood Moonlight, Ivan, and Olivia.

There are two other people who don't seem to be here.

Old Lady Sarah, and Detective Solomon.

Before they walked to the gate, Tesler, who had been waiting in the central room, opened the gate in front of them.

When the door slowly opened, Sean glanced back at Sarah. At this time, her eyes were calm and cold, not like the optimistic, cheerful, kind old lady before...

Looking at this look, Sean couldn't help remembering what happened a few hours ago.

At the Shipwreck Hotel, he took the initiative to find Solomon.

After meeting Sean, Solomon excitedly described the night of the "Golden Hunting Ground".

"...I was so frightened that I hid in the room all night and didn't dare to come out..."

Seeing Solomon's excited and awkward look, Sean said calmly, "Mr. Solomon.

"Interrupting your performance is not to make you embarrassed..."

"I really didn't expect those people to be..." Solomon, who was still talking excitedly, heard what Sean said, showing a very confused expression, "Mr. Dirac...what? What are you talking about? What performance? "

Sean said straight to the point: "You are a explorer, and a stronger explorer than us."

"Haha!" Solomon laughed dryly and said with squinted eyes, "You saw it! It seems that I should disguise better!"

Seeing him stubbornly maintaining his performance, Sean sighed and said, "Mr. Solomon, do you remember when the third Vivian died on the Bronze Giant?"

As if thinking that Sean was crazy, Solomon frowned and looked at him, and said suspiciously: "Of course you remember... You brought Vivienne, the captain, to my office, and then she was killed by a fishing gun outside the office... "

Sean nodded and said, "As expected of a well-known detective in Europe, he remembers it so clearly."

Solomon nodded somewhat contentedly: "This is basic. What do you want to say, Mr. Dirac?"

"At that time, an interesting thing happened."

"What's interesting?"

Sean led Solomon, and the two walked into the unmanned fire escape.

Sean continued: "Do you remember? Miss Vivian will make people feel the urge to kill her.

"And this weird curse will take effect around her.

"The order in which it takes effect is to start with the weakest soul, and then increase in order."

Solomon nodded again and again: "Of course I remember - these are all things you introduced to me."

"Then do you remember...

"As the only open-faced explorer at the time, Mr. Evan Burns, was he also influenced at that time?"

Solomon, who had always maintained a calm state, finally showed a slight shake on his impeccable expression.

He already realized what Sean was talking about, but he didn't know how to react for a while, so he had to continue listening to Sean's story.

"At that time, Mr. Evan Burns's soul strength was close to the level of mead - you must know what that means.

"At that moment, the people around Miss Vivian were only me, you, Mr. Burns, Mr. 1902 and my assistant."

"It stands to reason that ~lightnovelpub.net~ is the first person who is affected and who wants to do it. It should be you."

"However, the strange thing is that we saw with our own eyes that the first person to be affected was Mr. Evan..."

As the ice melted, the awkward, slightly comical quality of Solomon had vanished.

He stood blankly - he realized that the pretense had lost its meaning.

"And when this happens, there is only one possibility—"

"Your soul strength is higher than Mr. Evan Burns."

"According to my guess, you should be a King-level explorer."

Solomon sighed slightly. The atmosphere has completely changed.

Sean added: "However, your disguise is very successful - whether it's the breath of your soul or your demeanor, I have never seen through your disguise...

"It was only in retrospect that I realized..."

"You are indeed very smart, Mr. Sean Dickinson." Solomon's voice became low, and his eyes became quiet and wise, with a slight glimmer of light.

He squinted his eyes and said in a magnetic voice: "Then, I'll test you again—why did I come to Ocean City?"

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