Mystery: The Witch and the Calamity

Those who have won want to keep their chips, and those who have lost everything are looking for chips scattered everywhere.

I don't know who was the first to react and rushed to the window for exchanging chips, and then more and more people scrambled for it.

After all, chips are not as attractive as gold pounds, and if the Beria gang does not exchange them, then the chips in their hands are not as good as waste paper... Although these gamblers are not honest people, at least they are not smart.

The glass of the exchange window was shattered, and the beautiful maid who was in charge of exchanging chips was so frightened that her face paled. She didn't have the guts to stop her, and hurried out through the back door, avoiding a tragic end.

The scene became more and more chaotic. Dozens of gangsters were either lying on the ground and howling, or they had been trampled to the point of losing their breath. They were powerless to stop all this.

"Arbitrator" Xio fled to the gate, turned around and saw this messy scene like after a disaster, opened his mouth slightly, and was a little stunned for a while.

This is all caused by me? I'm just looking for someone... A big question mark can't help but appear in Miss Xio's mind.

Then, experienced, she chose to leave the scene quickly.

"Stop it all!"

A voice that wasn't loud enough sounded in the hall, but it frightened everyone in place.

Because, as the man gave the order, several people standing behind him took out their revolvers one after another, and pulled the trigger towards the ceiling without any scruples. It was this crisp gunshot that quieted the scene.

The lucky guy who was crawling towards the inside of the exchange window suddenly stopped. He didn't grasp the angle properly because of fear, and fell to the ground with a "plop".

The man who came out from the back of the casino was about forty years old, but he was in good condition. His short black hair was neatly combed back, and he walked towards the center of the hall with a stern face. His neatly trimmed beard swayed slightly, and finally stopped there. In front of the gangsters lying on the ground, he suppressed his anger and asked:

"what is going on?"

The burly man lost his prestige just now, hugged his severely painful right leg, and cried aggrievedly:

"Someone made trouble, and we were all plotted against."

The boss of the gang gave the other party a disgusted look, and asked, "It's a member of the Zmanger party..."

It's a pity that before he finished his question, he felt a sharp pain in his cheek, and subconsciously raised his hand to touch it, and the palm was covered with blood.

"Who did it, get out!" He yelled heart-piercingly.

The gang thugs around him raised their revolvers and kept shooting, but in the next second, the revolvers they were holding tightly in their hands were hit so hard that they all fell out of their hands.

"Run!"

Who knows who yelled, and the crowd became "chaotic" again, running away, and even greedily continuing to search for chips and gold pounds.

The boss of the gangster was covering the wound on his face, fiercely ordering his subordinates to block the door, and the real murderer must not be let go, while he walked quickly to the private room at the back of the hall, eager to deal with the injury.

Everything seems to be so natural.

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However, all of this naturally stems from the handwriting of Louise and Katrin. Extraordinary people secretly deal with ordinary people, which is as simple as a strong man bullying a child.

Under the chaotic situation, Miss "Seer" received Louise's eyes, touched the strange necklace on her chest, and poured spirituality into it.

Then, Katrin felt that she had entered another world, which was almost exactly the same as the original world, but she knew very well that it was false and would break at the touch of a touch.

It is not difficult to control the continuous spread of the dream until the gang boss and the surrounding members are all sucked into the dream.

At this time, Louise started to act. She stunned all the gunmen protecting the gang boss, and then took out a bottle of potion, which was the "psychic potion" she specially prepared for this time.

Accompanied by a quiet and charming fragrance, with a little smell of wine, but not pungent, Louise's eyes appeared double, which seemed a little strange.

The colors were mixed like oil paintings, blurred and dreamy images flashed, and she entered the dreamland of the gang boss.

And the other party's spirit was muddled, as if he was in a state of drunkenness, looking directly at Louise's deep eyes, which seemed to be able to suck the soul in, and slowly lost himself.

The first psychic without relying on "Origin Castle" went smoothly, and Louise was quite excited.

She slowed down her voice, like a whisper, inducing the other party to gradually let go of the sea of ​​mind.

"Why are you targeting Bartley?"

"Because that's what Mr. Walter ordered me to do."

Walter, this is not the name of the "Apostle of Desire"... Louise was a little surprised, she continued to ask softly:

"Who is Mr. Walter?"

The cold-looking gang boss showed an expression of admiration inexplicably, and said in an erratic tone:

"Mr. Walter is mysterious, powerful, and elegant. He is the person I admire most."

"He ordered me to ruin Baron Bartley's family and force him to sell his shares in the bank... But I let him escape from Backlund. I didn't complete Mr. Walter's mission..."

Louise found that the other party was sincere and felt guilty, so she couldn't help curling the corner of her mouth, and then asked:

"The package sent to No. 59 Egram Street, you sent someone to deliver it, right? What is the purpose?"

The gang boss replied without hesitation: "It was Mr. Walter's order. He is only allowed to intimidate the other party once and prevent me from taking the next step."

It's this guy again. It seems that this so-called Walter is probably the Extraordinary who cursed Bartley's daughter, but what is his relationship with "Apostle of Desire" Jason Beria? Could it be Beria too? Members of the family...unable to figure this out, Louise dared not act rashly. She asked in a strange language:

"What does Walter look like and where does he live?"

As the gang boss thought about it, a stern face emerged from the sea of ​​mind next to him.

Curly hair, eyebrows like daggers, piercing straight upwards, sharp and cold eyes, and a slender face...

"I don't know where Mr. Walter lives. He comes to me every time."

Tried and asked from different angles, but did not get an answer, which shows the degree of caution in her actions... Louise had no choice but to give up, and she finally said:

"It's just a dream. When you wake up, you will forget everything you have experienced."

After hinting many times, the gang boss murmured: "This is a dream... This is a dream..."

After exiting the psychic state, Louise looked at the "Seer" lady who was guarding her side, nodded slightly, and said:

"leave here."

After a while, the boss of the gangster woke up and found that the wound on his face was no longer bleeding. His subordinates were lying on the chair and the ground sprawled, angrily kicked him awake, and angrily said:

"Go and find the troublemakers, or I'll scratch your faces off!"