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The Lun military half-god with golden eyes agreed to the bottom:

"It is true, and it is very similar to some guys in the Intis intelligence agency.

"However, just a few seconds after he took the mud, the Tutansis II mummies disappeared and it was too late to complete the ceremony."

The evening dress lady looked down at the crown of thorns inserted in her neck, and said the reaction slowly:

"Maybe he, or they, have already done the other steps of the ceremony. Once they are sent back, they immediately throw the mud into the altar and complete the final step.

"Of course, it is not necessarily a ritual, it may be a seal that can achieve some effect with the help of body fluids. There are too many possibilities in this regard."

Although the main effects and negative effects of the seals will generally follow the sequence characteristics of the 22 pathways, the researchers can barely make certain guesses, but just as everyone has different personalities, the seals are combined because of the things that are formed. The environment, the high-level atmosphere that may exist, or the curse of the original owner are different. They also have all kinds of strange features. They are not actually tested. No one can think of it in advance, and one case is cited.

The Goldeneye half-opened the chair and sat down:

"It is very difficult to check this aspect. You can ignore it for a while, but you just said that you are missing a survey.

"Do you still remember the 'tornado'? It rolled up the shackles of the Tutansis II mummies, causing the ritual materials inside, that is, the leakage of body fluids, and letting the mummies roll out and gaining a living corpse. The conditions, in short, this laid the foundation for subsequent development, so it is entirely possible to confirm that this is what the mysterious person or his helper did."

The scent of the lady in the evening gown faded a bit, slowly taking off the crown of the thorns:

"What you mean is that the Storm Church has the high-sequence formula of the 'Sailor' approach and most of the extraordinary features. The extraordinary or magical items that don't belong to them but can make a 'tornado' will not go too far. You can follow this line. Track it?"

The golden eye is half-hearted:

"And I remember that not long ago, there was a case in the Eastern District. The Aurora meeting was directly killed by Mr. X at the party he had called. At that time, there were ‘Lightstorms’ and ‘Tornados’.

"This has caused the Church of the Storm to attach great importance and has been looking for clues.

"It is no coincidence that there are two consecutive tornadoes in the same region that are not official organizations in the short term. I think it can be initially determined that this has an intrinsic connection. It is very likely that Mr. X and the mummies are a group of people. We need to unite with the Storm Church to investigate."

The evening dress lady put down the crown of thorns and thought about it:

"This is a good direction.

"And, from their purpose and motivation, they can also analyze some situations. They simply use the mummy as a living corpse material. It is impossible to try to steal at such a high risk. I suspect that for the group, The Tutansis II mummies have an extra important meaning."

“The key to the ceremony?” Goldeneye said, “From the scene, the person who is holding a special item to attract the mummies to chase should be a 'ghost', or a corresponding magical item, combined with purpose and motivation. I have a guess..."

The lady in the evening gown moved in the heart and blurted out:

"The temperate who defected in the rose school?"

"Yes." Goldeneye and the demigod gently sighed. "Although the production of the mummies was influenced by the worship of the sun, such as the worship of the sun, but the rose school did not prohibit the tomb after occupying a dominant position in the highlands, river valleys, etc. Customs, this is enough to show that the mummies should have a certain effect on them, perhaps a ritual need for a sequence."

Having said that, he laughed at himself with a mockery:

"There is another possibility to show off and perform.

"The group may not really want the mummies, just because they just met the conditions and had the opportunity to steal, so they made a grand performance. For some sequences of certain routes, this is the key to digesting the potions. ”

As a semi-god and a half-human existence, he has seen a lot of things, and there are naturally more thoughts.

The evening dress lady thought about it, Shen Sheng said:

"I suspect that it is not a single possibility, but a mixture of factors.

"We use this as a basis to investigate."

............

Beckland, Jowood, near the Tsock River.

"The Silent" Maihams sat in front of the square table with the tablecloth, looking at the golden nails placed on it, and he said:

"Zatvin, who do you think has stolen the Kadif mummies?"

Not far behind him, on the piano bench, a figure quickly outlined.

This figure is dressed in a black priest's robes, a black glove on the left palm, a thin face, a brown skin, a sunken eye as if it were a corpse, and a beard root that is black and white, spreading from the sides to the ear. However, they are not dense, they are quite short, and they look a little bit.

Zatvin’s eyelids are close to the skin color, and they belong to light brown. They have the temperament of the pastor, but they give people a cold and terrible feeling. They seem to be perverted in silence. He thought:

"I am eager for the Kadif mummies, and I am willing to take risks in the battle of the demigods. One hand can count clearly. Here, only Sharon is hidden in Beckland.

"She should have the help of Renee Nikol, otherwise she will not succeed."

Mehms picked up a golden nail with a fine pattern and silenced for a few seconds:

"Who is good at transmitting?

"It's not like Gilman Sparo... Sharon's other helper?"

"Maybe." Zatwin coughed twice, his face pale and said, "I think I still have to find a way to pray to the mother tree, which should get some inspiration."

Mehms gently daggers and puts the golden nails in his palms on his mouth, running through the upper and lower lips.

Zatvin saw it, covered his mouth, and slowly got up. Some of them struggled to the ground and were ready to leave and return to their hiding place.

On the first floor, he saw the dark environment and the shining candlelight. The smell of food floated from all over the place and filled the air. The houses in the nearby streets were all townhouses. The bottom floor of the street belonged to the shop, the rose school. The surface of this contact point is a restaurant that specializes in the Southland.

Because the previous action was not hurt, Zatvin did not want to maintain the state of evil at all times. This is a big burden for him. Therefore, he has to step into the doorstep when he puts on the black cloak. .

Just then, a customer came in at the restaurant gate.

This customer is wearing black trousers and black leather shoes with a pair of black eyes and a thin face.

He had a wide forehead, a monocle and a very high hat, and looked at Zatvin casually.

Looked at the black gloves worn by Zatvin's left palm, the customer's mouth was outlined with a small amount of it, and he smiled and shook his head, seemingly disappointed.

Then he entered the restaurant and passed by Zatvin, who was full of malicious faces.

Zatvin didn't care too much, went outside and came to the street.

The gas street light shone, and the cool breeze of the night blew over. The rose school half-god suddenly shuddered.

Zatvin knew that this was a sign of inspiration, and his heart was tight, and he looked down at his hands and found that the black glove worn by his left palm was gone!

Missed!

As a half-god and half-human existence, Zatvin did not know when the seal he had worn on his hand disappeared!

He violently turned his body and looked into the restaurant, and the image of the man just appeared in his mind.

Soon, he locked in the breath of the target, found that the other party is still in the restaurant, and even called the waiter, asked for a menu.

Zatvin wanted to directly "mirror flash", and possessed the past, but somehow, his hands trembled involuntarily, and there was a faint horrible invisible enemy hidden around him.

The thought passed by lightning, and Zatvin stepped down to the side and walked to the end of the street. It seems that nothing happened.

............

Jowood area, inside a house.

Fols is looking at the latest issue of "Ms. Aesthetics" and suddenly heard the sound of the key twisting and opening the door.

"So late today?" She looked up at the door.

Hume licked his own golden short hair:

"When I came back, I saw the meeting sign of the military affairs nine, very urgent."

"What is this time?" Foers left the magazine in his hands with great interest.

"The last sequel to the murder of Mr. X." Hugh bent over and replaced his home slippers, and said casually.

Forsy’s expression was stagnation, and his eyes turned slightly:

"Is there a clue?"

"You can't call clues, the amount, there was a 'tornado' at the scene, which was not common outside the storm church. Tonight, a dock in Port Pritz also suffered a small tornado. 'Attack, a pharaoh mummie was stolen in chaos.' Hugh briefly explained a few words. "Military Intelligence 9 suspects that two things are done by the same group, so we urged our informants to work harder to gather intelligence and find clue."

... There is also a "tornado" on my "Lemano Travel Notes"... Mr. German Sparo? He stole what the pharaoh mummies did... Fuls forcibly smiled:

“Maybe the storm church did it?”

She took a look at her and walked quickly into the kitchen to find food.

............

In the early morning, 160 Burk Lund Street.

Klein had just finished washing, and he had to open the door in the future to let the personal maid Richardson come in. The inspiration was touched. I saw the headless body of Miss Courier carrying four heads out of the void.

One of them bite the envelope with a small thickness, one opened his mouth, and spit out a lot of gold coins.

Finally, I have to pay off my debts... Klein took a look at Renee. Nikol’s four necks with no joints under his head, and he sighed:

"I remember that you still have 3,413 gold coins, and now you can take the last part of the debt."

At the same time, he inexplicably felt that the pile of gold coins was a bit familiar, but he did not care too much, because he saw all the gold coins are familiar.

PS: Thanks to Jiangnannan, rewarding the Silver League, and the second is to ask for a monthly ticket~