Chapter 134 133. Ghost Douluo's Reasoning?

(five more)

Soto City.

In the past, this important grain-producing city of the Barak Kingdom opened its gates 24 hours a day, allowing people from inside and outside the city to come in and out, but now it is slightly different. There are two teams of people at the gate of the city for inspection. The soldiers in the city, the second is the personnel wearing the uniform of Wuhundian.

The atmosphere seemed a little dignified. Those who came from other places had to queue up in a long queue. They could only pass through after double-checking and confirming that there was no problem. It seemed extremely strict.

Among the people who are queuing up, some don't know what happened, and exchange information with each other.

"Brother, why is Soto City so strict today?"

"I don't know, the main hall of Wuhun was bombed!"

"What? Brother, you're not kidding me, are you? This joke is not funny at all. Who has the guts to blow up the main hall of Wuhun?"

"Shh! Keep your voice down! Didn't you see all the people from the Wuhun Temple at the gate of the city looking over?"

really,

The man looked in the indicated direction, and he really met the cold eyes of the Wuhun Hall staff.

Moreover, what surprised the passers-by was that these Wuhundian personnel were more or less wounded, and many of them had bandages wrapped around their foreheads.

Just when the passers-by were astonished, there was a sudden commotion among the crowd.

Passers-by stared at it, but saw a man, a man in a big red dress, who did not obey the rules and went directly past the crowd to the gate of the city.

His body was studded with gold and silver patterns, especially the shining golden gem on his chest, which was the size of a baby's fist, and it was full of luxury.

Ordinary people have no idea what this means.

This kind of behavior of jumping in line naturally aroused verbal criticism from everyone in line.

"This idiot dares to jump in line, he must be unlucky."

Just when such thoughts appeared in the minds of passers-by, they suddenly discovered that all the people in the Wuhun Temple straightened their backs, raised their heads and chests, and saluted respectfully towards that man.

This discovery immediately stirred up a thousand waves with one stone, and caused an uproar among a group of passers-by.

Everyone is eagerly discussing who this person is, but no one knows.

The focus of the crowd was naturally Ghost Douluo Guigui who had received the mission from Pope Bibidong to come to Suotuo City to investigate the bombing of the main Wuhun Temple.

Ghost Douluo's unpredictable face turned to one of the people in Wuhun Hall, and said:

"Take me to see the person in charge of Wuhundian here."

"Yes!"

The man was wearing a deacon uniform, but he didn't dare to breathe in front of Ghost Douluo, for fear of offending the big man in front of him.

Walking into Soto City, the crowds were much thinner. Looking past, you could see heavily armed guards patrolling around regularly. The fluctuations in the soul power of each guard showed that their level was at least one soul master.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly, it seems that the city lord of Suotuo City is not a rich man.

After the main hall of Wuhun was blown up, in order to avoid a greater blow during this extraordinary period, the city lord of Suotuo deliberately arranged such an event, which could not only stabilize the law and order, but also deter the young people in the dark .

Ghost Douluo followed the guide to the hospital and met Bishop Beska.

At this time, Bishop Beska was lying on the hospital bed. Although his body was wrapped in bandages, Ghost Douluo could tell at a glance that Biska's injuries had recovered early in the morning, and he was just pretending to be sick here.

When Beska saw Ghost Douluo's symbolic clothes, he was shocked immediately, got down from the hospital bed, and said respectfully:

"My lord."

"Hmm." Ghost Douluo said with a hint of teasing in his eyes, "You are the Bishop Beska who presided over the work here, how is your recovery?"

"Respond to your lord's words." Bishop Beska did not dare to hide anything, and replied honestly, "My injury has already healed early in the morning."

Ghost Douluo originally thought that Beska would use some clumsy excuses to prevaricate himself.

But he never thought that Beska was so honest, he couldn't help but look at the old man with one foot in the coffin in front of him.

"What does this mean?"

Seeing that Ghost Douluo didn't intend to pursue it, Bishop Beska breathed a sigh of relief, and quickly explained:

"My lord, it's like this. I guessed before that the hidden enemy destroying the main hall of Wuhun obviously has a bloody enmity with our Wuhun hall. If the enemy knows that I, the bishop, is not dead, there will be a lot of trouble." There is a high probability that they will come to assassinate, so after the injury is recovered, the subordinate simply stays here, the purpose is to catch the person behind the scenes."

It sounds reasonable.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly, and said concisely:

"Then, did you succeed?"

Bishop Beska's wrinkled face squeezed out a wry smile in embarrassment, and said:

"To tell you the truth, my lord, this subordinate has been here for a while, and I haven't waited for that person. It seems that the purpose of the other party is just to blow up the main hall of Wuhun."

"En." Ghost Douluo said noncommittally, "Take me to see the ruins of the main hall of Wuhun."

"Yes!"

Bishop Beska did not dare to disobey this lord's order, and personally led Ghost Douluo there.

From a long distance, one could see Wuhundian personnel and Soto City guards surrounding the nearby streets, prohibiting any outsiders from entering or leaving.

Ghost Douluo naturally does not need to verify his identity when he enters the blocked area.

Finally, I came to the original location of the main hall of Wuhun. In order to avoid making it difficult for the search personnel, it has not been cleaned up, and it still retains the original appearance when it was bombed.

Looking at the broken walls and ruins, Ghost Douluo was secretly surprised. The main hall of Wuhun covers a very large area, at least the size of a gymnasium, but it has become like this at this moment.

Especially in the most central area, there is a deep pit under the ground depression, which is five or six meters deep, which is shocking.

Bishop Beska came over with a tray on which some steel fragments were displayed.

"My lord, the only clues we can find are these things."

Ghost Douluo picked up one of the shards, and after a closer look, he found that these shards were slightly curved, and the edges were extraordinarily sharp.

"My lord, don't underestimate these things. When the explosion happened, those steel fragments killed countless people."

Hearing Beska's cry, Ghost Douluo suddenly became interested in these things.

It's just that no matter how he observes, he can't see some clues.

It's like being a medieval man who can never imagine what a cannonball looks like.

Ghost Douluo pondered for a moment, then asked:

"Have you ever thought that these things are actually left over from meteors outside the sky?"

For a moment, Beska was a little confused.

My lord, your brain hole is a bit big, right?