The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

Chapter 206 Dear, do you want to add a chicken leg?

In the early morning, the rain that had been raining all night stopped before dawn. The entire city of Liam was washed clean by the rain, and the air was filled with the moisture after the rain.

Opening the window, Juana felt more relaxed than ever, and at the same time recalled the strange dream of last night.

That childhood memory haunted her, and the original criminal had his head smashed in a fight shortly after killing his mother.

Over the years, that kind of powerlessness and self-blame had restricted her, and Juana couldn't face all of this until she was promoted to the fourth rank.

But for some reason, at this moment, I suddenly remembered my childhood experience. Although the grief was still there, the depression shrouded in the depths of my heart was swept away.

The result was doomed to be unchangeable, but her perspective on the problem was very different, and the knots of many years were untied at once. Juana had a feeling that she was ready to be promoted to the fourth level at any time.

"If he's still around, maybe we can give it a try."

The appearance of Sigmon appeared in front of her eyes, Juana thought silently.

On the other side, Sigmund was not idle either. After leaving Juana's dream yesterday, he found that the energy in the hourglass had increased a lot. He was in a good mood, and he transformed it into spiritual power along with the previous energy.

If there is no accident, before entering the fourth level, Sigmund does not plan to summon the carriage to refresh the items, he will use all the energy to upgrade the level.

Putting on Henrik's face, Sigmund rode a carriage to Cross Street. The bustling neighborhood was now in a depression, and the well-preserved shops didn't have much business.

Several consecutive incidents made the entire city of Liam panic, and the desire to travel and shop was greatly reduced.

Fanny jewelry store.

The big hole on the third floor was simply covered by wooden boards, and Sigmund turned around and didn't enter.

Why is it here? This is something that puzzles Sigmund. He can understand Bellegarde's arrangement for Dr. Ryan, but it doesn't make sense to teleport directly from the doctor's room to the jewelry store.

And not long ago, a murder happened in this jewelry store.

Unless she's been here.

"Is Bellegarde looking for something or someone?"

Chances are, then, that the man who died in the jewelry store wasn't the only one Bellegarde killed in Cross Street.

Continuing to investigate along this line, Sigmund soon discovered something unusual.

At this time, Ashley also sent him new news.

In addition to paying attention to the general environment in the city, Sigmund did not give up on the pursuit of Bellegarde's purpose, and the female assassin was an expert in this regard.

After careful analysis, trial-and-error summary, and Dr. Ryan's recent itinerary, Ashley quickly made a list of possibilities.

"Samuel, a hidden master, is active in the underground world of Liam City. This person is very mysterious. Only a few core confidants know his identity, but he has never appeared since the crossroads explosion. .”

"Together with his supporters." Ashley provided detailed information. When looking through the information, Sigmund saw a familiar name in it.

"The coachman?"

"Can you find him?" Sigmund asked.

"It's not too difficult. I have studied this person's trajectory. His so-called confidantes have never appeared at the same time. Each of them is loyal. Even if he is caught and killed, his whereabouts will not be revealed."

"This basically ruled out the possibility of Samuel playing multiple roles with makeup, and if he is a fourth-level rose knight, then the underground world of Liam City is too small for him."

"The sins, shadows, and loyal confidantes of the underground world, these characteristics are very similar to the double messenger."

Once this is confirmed, it will be much easier to find him.

Ashley only gave the most important part of it, but Sigmon can also imagine how much information she needs to collect and how many possibilities she needs to investigate during the entire investigation process.

After working so hard, I must add chicken drumsticks after dinner!

Let's make arrangements, that's enough!

Go back to the investigation.

"I suggest you check him first. Although there is no overlap on the surface, there are similarities in many experiences between this Samuel and the jewelry store owner."

"He has a total of three possible hiding spots, but according to what you said, if you delineate the vicinity of Cross Street, there is only one that meets the criteria."

"take me."

The progress was smooth, the mechanism was cracked, and the secret passage was searched. Before finding the so-called secret room, Sigmund frowned slightly.

The rancid smell, he smelled the rancid smell of being isolated.

This means Ashley is heading in the right direction.

Not long after, the secret door opened, and an indescribable stench rushed towards him. Sigmund had to hold his breath and waited for a long time before entering the room.

On the huge sofa, the corpse had already festered, soaking the entire sofa. In the freezer beside it, the ice cubes melted, and the stored corpse was highly decomposed.

"It is indeed him." Ashley confirmed.

There was almost no room for footsteps in the room, and Sigmund could only endure the maggots and mucus and quickly searched the room until he found a piece of white paper spread out on the edge of the desk.

"That lunatic is looking for someone. He repeatedly asked me about court records. Heck, I didn't know that kind of thing!"

"I'm about to die, I'm so unwilling, my wealth, my woman, everything I've built..."

"I don't know if it's going to work, but that guy obviously missed his target, and he has one last on his list, Wallace, our Mayor Wallace."

"No matter who you are, the stranger who reads this letter, no matter what you plan to do, I hope it's still too late."

There was a festering corpse on the chair opposite the desk. Ashley checked it out, "This Samuel is very special, his enlightenment ability must be very suitable for the stand-in messenger."

"Normally, when dominating a corpse, if the subject dies, the spirit will quickly collapse, but this Samuel actually activated his ability to transfer his spirit to the dominating corpse at the moment he was killed. middle."

This gave him time to write the letter on the table after Bellegarde left.

But that's the only way to go. After struggling for a while, his spirit is still slowly dying. The process of waiting for death is definitely a torment.

"Mayor Wallace, does he know anything about Louis? I've never heard him mention it."

After taking away the letter paper and letting Marek handle the rest, Sigmund jumped into the carriage and went straight to the garden area near Rose Street.

One of Wallace's mistresses was supposed to live there.

At night, Wallace, who smelled of alcohol, returned to the mansion. On the big soft bed, the petite woman was curled up, but he couldn't get the slightest bit of interest.

After taking off his coat and hat, his shoulders suddenly sank, and a voice came from behind him.

"Got you."

Turning around stiffly, Wallace saw half a familiar face under the dim light.

"Sigmund?!"

No, Sigmund was dead, and that day at Cross Street, Marek said the man had become Sigmund.

So, the person in front of me...

It is Bellegarde, the blasphemer!

I don’t know why the second one was reviewed, I didn’t drive a car, I’m so pure, wait and see,

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