Chapter 179 Rainy Day's Entrustment

"high sequence"

Regarding Yago's question, Shandel was silent for a while before answering:

"I have no idea."

After pondering for a moment, after raising his hand to touch the necklace on his chest, with an erratic tone, as if telling a story, Shandel said:

"I tried to call her from the Phantom Realm, and she came, but I also know that she is not the one I know."

she? wife?

Uncle Sander's experience, he only heard some from Fannyla.

Uncle Sander, who is also a descendant of aristocrats and seems to be a member of a big family, has a fiancée who is well-matched.

That one was also a Extraordinary, a member of the Thorn Tree, but she lost control and turned into a monster, killing another Extraordinary from the Thorn Tree, and under such circumstances, it was Uncle Sander who personally killed her.

As the oldest member of the Thorn Tree team in Diroud City, he has been staying in Diroud City, which seems to be for this reason.

But this is just Fannyla's speculation, and Uncle Sander has never confided his reasons to others.

However, he was certain of one thing.

Uncle Sander is very affectionate. Often, when he comes to the cemetery to exchange value, Uncle Sander will stand in front of those graves.

And those tombs belonged to the dead members of the Thorn Tree.

Oh, Elsa, Elsa, what the hell are you doing, it's hard for me

Thinking of the current situation again, Yago became more and more depressed.

Little Betty and old Fanks are also gone, which makes Yago feel that Elsa took them away to do something.

But in any case, he had to find a way to find Elsa.

Obviously yesterday he sent Hugein to protect Elsa.

Can't you just leave a message or something?

He couldn't help but diverge his thoughts, thinking about distracting thoughts.

And at this time, he heard Shandel's voice:

"When you calm down, I will teach you the ritual, but remember, don't be affected by the phantom"

When he said this, even if Yago didn't use psychology, he could still hear the hesitation in his tone.

Thanks, uncle.

But because of this, the guilt in Yago's heart became more and more intense.

However, at this moment, Yago suddenly felt some moisture in the corners of his eyes.

? ?

A little wet on the chin.

? ?

The forehead is a little wet.

Only then did Yago realize that it wasn't because he was pretending too much that he didn't even realize that he was crying, but that it was raining.

Soon, pattering raindrops fell from the sky, and intermittent lines interweaved in the rain to create a sketch-like picture.

"Let's go, Mr. Sandel."

Looking at Uncle Shandel who didn't move his footsteps and seemed to want to accompany him all the time, Yago, who was warm and guilty in his heart, said, took the initiative to step forward, and walked quickly towards the church.

"Um."

Shandel just followed.

Congobert, port, slowly stopped carriage.

A girl with wheat-colored skin and dressed like a dancer and a poet turned her head, looked at another young woman beside her, and said with a smile:

"Don't worry, the crystal I gave you can interfere with divination and tracking, so that the tracking pointing at you will be lost in the phantom, there will be no danger, you are really brave, you broke into those without any protection The bubble zone of the old sword family, I really don’t know how you survived before, but you don’t need to worry about it later.”

"En." The silver-eyed woman nodded, still looking into the distance.

Not far behind them, an old crooked old man was teasing a cute black-haired little girl.

Sitting on the stone steps in front of the church, Yago looked at the falling raindrops, feeling suddenly relaxed.

Because he has always liked Yujing?

Or... a little less worried?

"No conscience."

Cursing himself in a low voice, Yago, who was observing the rain scene from a third-person perspective, suddenly noticed someone approaching.

Turning the angle of view slightly, he saw Paulin holding a brand new black umbrella and a small paper bag in his hand.

Noticing his position, Paulin sped up his pace a little, came to him, sat on the stone steps with him, and handed out the paper bag:

"Come on, buddy?"

Yago took the paper bag, and when he doubted that the paper bag, which was not wet at all, would be dry, he also saw the contents:

Fried potato chips, sprinkled with some powder, not sure what it was, but definitely not pepper or cumin.

One of the favorite snacks of the original owner when he was a child.

But it was only when he was a child. In Yago's memory, the original owner hadn't eaten this food for a long time.

And Yago. He doesn't like potatoes.

But fortunately, what he doesn't like is potato shreds, and potato chips are still edible.

It's a pity that the taste of anything he eats is very bland.

However, Paulin was so caring, and he didn't mean to disappoint others' kindness, so he ate it directly:

"The taste is not bad."

After an evaluation that didn't match his inner feelings, Yago took the initiative to change the topic:

"Did something happen today?"

Pauline, who had put down his umbrella on the lower step, responded:

"The captain and Mr. Glasses went to the church school, and another case happened there."

"Irene has returned to the office, and today I have a few pieces of information from Gray Pigeon to deal with."

"Miss Maid has also returned to the club."

"Mrs. Glasses accompanied Miss Nun to Hunter Street."

"."

Is Lady Glasses Garrett? But Ms. Garrett doesn't seem to have glasses because Kogan is called Mr. Glasses?

And the gray pigeon refers to the intelligence personnel.

Yago thought for two seconds before figuring out who these nicknames in Paulin's mouth corresponded to.

Seemingly remembering something again, Paulin added:

"Uncle Beard and Fenilla went out together, and there was a police officer beside them."

"Has there been another murder?"

Uncle Sander has a forensic doctor in his normal status, Yago naturally knows this, but why did he bring Fannyla?

At the same time, the Black Butterfly Detective Agency.

When the pattering raindrops were hitting the windows and the door, Irene was sitting in front of the desk in the room, carefully and carefully identifying the intelligence and information on the paper.

At this time, there was a knocking sound from the door.

"Please come in!" Hearing the knock on the door, Erin responded without raising her head.

When the door was pushed open, she put down the documents in her hand.

A man wearing a felt hat and half of his trousers was wet.

Seeing the black umbrella in the hands of the man who walked in quickly, Irene was a little displeased, but she didn't say anything, just smiled.

He looked at Erin and asked:

"Can any commission be accepted here?"

"Unless what you're looking for is a coolie who moves furniture, otherwise, most of them are fine." Irene replied familiarly.

"Of course not, I want to entrust you to find someone."