Chapter 33 Volunteering

"On April 15th, in just ten days, Saila seemed to be five or six months pregnant. She was so lucky. She was chosen by the gods."

"On April 30th, Sierra is almost ready to give birth. I am so excited that the important baby is coming. I have to say, Mr. Haymock has really helped me a lot!"

"On May 2, I was born, and there are two! Haha."

"May 3rd, damn it, one of the babies died, what's the matter?"

Old Cook said that Ian had shown them that he had two healthy grandchildren, and it turned out that one of them died, and the other one became a murderer?

Xifa shook his head: "If that's the case, isn't the murderer only two months old? This should be the youngest murderer in the history of the Loen Kingdom."

He continued to look down.

"On May 7th, a miracle happened. It turned out to be like this."

Miracle, what miracle?

"On May 14th, the remaining child grew really fast, but he also had a large appetite. His mother's milk was far from satisfying him. Last night, he even wanted to eat Saila."

"On May 21st, I asked Old Ain to buy some livestock and use them to feed this child. He needs a lot of flesh and blood."

"On May 27th, it seems that he is not satisfied with the flesh and blood of animals. It seems that I have to find something else for him. Well, there are a lot of homeless people in this town, and there are also a lot of mindless workers. One or two of these people went missing and probably wouldn't go unnoticed. But I can't show up in person, I'm a new face to this town, so I'll have to figure something out."

"May 29th, I have to say that there are quite a lot of idiots in this town. That old woman has already believed my words, and it is ridiculous to believe that she is the favored person of the night. However, she will be a good one." helper."

"June 3rd, I was right, Paris already got me a bum. It seems a bit wasteful just to feed that child, yes, I can give her the prayer spell. Let her I believe even more that I am the chosen one. Secondly, I can make full use of these homeless people, they can be used as sacrifices first, and then become 'food', I am really a genius!"

I see.

That's how Paris's Night Blessed One came from. That old lady was used by others. Those poor people who were tricked by Paris became both sacrifices and food.

Xifa's mood gradually became heavy, and he felt that blood was seeping between the lines in this diary, but he continued to read in silence.

"June 7th, Gorey, um, it's that kid. That's the name old Ian gave, it's really ugly. Forget it, he's just a tool anyway, the name doesn't matter. In short, Goley has been a little bit lately. Uncontrollable, he ran to the mountains without telling me, but because of this, I discovered that he had the ability to change and control animals."

"On June 14th, this little bastard actually ran to the town. Damn it, it can't be known by others, I have to teach it a lesson!"

Xifa discovered that in this record, the owner of the diary changed the name of the child, which seemed to indicate that his perception of this 'child' was changing.

"June 25th, I'm really going crazy, this little bastard is killing people! I have provided food to it, and it is not satisfied! Damn, it's not the time yet."

"July 8th, well, it killed another one in the town hotel, it seems I can only hide it in the mountains."

"On July 11th, it ran back from the mountain. It claimed that it had been attacked. It was such a bastard."

"July 12th, there was a lot of trouble. According to its description, the person who attacked it seemed to be the son of the baron in the town. Before that, it had already encountered that kid named Xifa once, in the Memorial Square Come on. This bastard has caused me trouble, what should I do now, kill that kid? But he is a nobleman, so troublesome..."

"July 15th, this is really a monster without emotion. He actually killed his grandfather and mother."

"July 16th, it's that Sifer again, and this damn guy again! How did he come to Paris' house, bastard, when I was just across the door from him. I shouldn't hesitate, if If I do it, I won't let him run away, I won't let him call the police, and I won't lose Paris, a useful tool!"

Seeing this, Xifa couldn't help being taken aback.

The owner of the diary was at Paris' house at the time? Suddenly Cepha remembered that there was a room in Paris's basement. Could it be that the owner of this diary was in the room at that time?

"July 17th, time is running out. For that matter, I need a large number of sacrifices. Hey, I seem to hear the sound of a carriage."

This is the last diary entry.

After closing the diary, Xifa walked out of the room quickly, just in time to see Lewis and the others coming out.

"Officer, you need to look at this." Sifa sent up the diary he found.

After flipping through a few pages, Lewis' expression changed: "Now we're in trouble."

He handed the diary to the other two. When Martha saw the last page, she whispered, "He wants to seek a large number of sacrifices, so wouldn't the people in this town be in danger?"

Lewis nodded: "Today's search ends here, we will go back immediately, we need to meet the mayor and Director Kaosi to discuss countermeasures."

They hurried downstairs, left the farmhouse, and returned to the carriage.

When the carriage was heading to the town, Sifa said in the carriage, "Officer, I have a suggestion."

Lewis glanced at him: "Please tell me."

Xifa pointed to the diary in Jeffrey's hand: "The strange things that happened in our town during this period were originally created by the owner of this diary."

"It is also mentioned in the diary that he hates me very much. I think this can be used to draw him out."

The three inspectors exchanged glances unexpectedly, and the red-haired lady Martha reminded: "In that case, you will bear a lot of risks."

Xifa straightened his back and said: "But the diary also said that he needs a lot of sacrifices. If I take the risk, I can solve this matter as soon as possible and prevent the disaster from happening."

"Then, I'm happy to take the risk."

Lewis nodded slightly: "Your courage is admirable. How about this? We will take your proposal into consideration. If necessary, we will inform you again. How about this, Mr. Sifer?"

Sifa nodded in agreement.

The carriage sent them to the police station in the town, and Sifa said goodbye and left, watching the carriage go away, Lewis raised his black-rimmed glasses and said to Martha.

"This time, your zhanka is very effective. Baron Byson's son really helped us. From him, we got a lot of information and clues without spending too much effort."

Martha proudly lifts her chest, which makes her curves all the more alluring, causing a passing policeman to slam into a post.

"Of course, as I said earlier, my spiritual intuition has always been accurate."