Chapter 38 Blade Man

Wait until the female detective and her assistant left the building where Glover & Sons was located, and walked away from William McConaughey.

Watson finally came to his senses at this time. He turned his head and stared upstairs in a daze. He seemed to still see the cult leader who exuded a sharp temperament.

He knew that he must have been affected by the other party's mysterious power.

This was the first time he felt such a tense sense of danger since he crossed over. While the moth of intuition fluttered desperately, it also awakened the primitive irrational fighting desire in his heart. He... also wanted to have a good fight!

"Was I just... affected by the taboo?"

"Yes, you stared at the other person the whole time, as if you saw an opponent on the ring and almost rushed up to fight him."

Charlotte said: "I have seen similar records in the basic information of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. Esoteric members or deformed people have a power that can subtly influence people's hearts and provoke negative emotions in mortals, and one type of esoteric believers has the ability to induce the desire to attack."

"William McConaughey should be this type of esoteric believer."

Watson naturally knew it well. He thought it must be the influence of the Blade Secret, but he still asked in confusion: "But why are you not affected by him?"

Charlotte took out the gold wire pendant, and the light inside the stone was dimmed to almost extinguished, and a slight crack appeared on the surface at some point.

A crack seemed to appear in her heart, and the turbid wind of the secular world broke in, extinguishing the strong desire for knowledge and unreasonable suspicion.

The female detective suddenly felt relieved, thinking that the strange objects in this secret world were indeed strange. She seemed to have become a different person during this period. She was suspicious and refused to believe anyone. It seemed that even if a sow got pregnant for no reason, she would find a way to find the culprit.

She pulled off the stone of noon, which had lost its effect.

"Because this... stone of noon, according to the Suppression Bureau, is a strange object that can resist the influence of evil and maintain sanity. It seems that it has reached its limit."

"I see."

Watson nodded, looked up at the top floor and said with lingering fear:

"William McConaughey... this person is very dangerous!"

"Much more dangerous than Lance and Harris, I am now... very likely not his opponent."

"Maybe you should ask the Suppression Bureau for help. This is not a powerful opponent we can deal with at present!"

Charlotte looked at the broken stone of noon. Although the other party gave her the impression of a gentle mortal in the process of contact with the target just now, she had seen too many villains who were good at disguising themselves as good people, and she knew that people's first impressions could not be completely trusted!

Besides, the shattering of the Noon Stone, the familiar pair of Oxford leather shoes on the opponent's feet, and... all proved that the opponent was the leader of the Flash Blade Cult.

Although she had doubted Watson, at this moment she was still willing to believe in Watson's ability to judge danger after experiencing life and death.

Facing such a dangerous enemy, she needed Watson's help. Watson's rationality and combat effectiveness could provide a lot of help in this case. For this reason, she was even willing to put aside her suspicion of Watson for the time being. The opponent might have concealed his previous experience, but at least he had not shown any tendency to be unfavorable to her.

Besides, Charlotte was really unwilling to seek help from the family. After all, since that incident...

She said: "You are right! It is very likely that we have alerted the other party this time. I must notify the Anti-Suppression Bureau to act as soon as possible before they evacuate!"

"Watson, you stay here to monitor William McConaughey's actions. I will rush back to the Anti-Suppression Bureau now!"

"Yes."

The female detective quickly took a taxi on the street and threw a large sum of money to let the other party gallop.

Watson walked into a tavern across from Glover & Sons. The tavern window was backlit and the interior was a little dim, which was just right for him to hide and monitor.

He ordered a glass of turbid beer and quietly stared at the closed shutters on the top floor.

Suddenly the shutters rolled up, and the mysterious leader stood in front of the window, holding a teacup in his hand, looking very comfortable.

Watson narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be an emerald green light flashing in the depths of his pupils. He stared at the target with all his strength, trying to find the opponent's weaknesses and flaws from the opponent's action pattern...

However, he could only see a white-collar worker who spent his days leisurely, a mortal who seemed to have flaws everywhere.

But William McConaughey was by no means weak and incompetent!

But he could pretend to be so ordinary like an ordinary person, proving that the opponent was far more powerful and terrifying than he imagined!

Watson rarely had the thought of retreating. Victory and defeat are common in the military. Strategic retreat is not shameful. Preserving strength is the most important thing... God knows whether there is a terrifying monster beyond common imagination hidden under the opponent's thin skin!

William in the distance seemed to feel his gaze and suddenly turned his head to meet his eyes!

The eyes seemed to burst out fierce sparks in the air, but that was just Watson's wishful thinking.

In fact, in the moth's vision, the opponent's face gradually twisted, and the face bulged and looked hideous like flesh and blood squirming.

The violent blade was stained with frost and penetrated the body, as if absorbing the nutrition of flesh and blood to bloom wild steel branches, the iron thorns tore through the skin of mortals, almost spreading to the ceiling, and finally revealed the true face of a blade like a human!

It was a steel body made of swords, spears, and other lethal weapons. The metal shell covered with a thin layer of frost was as sharp as thorns, shining with a chilling cold light under the dawn sun.

William opened his dark mouth, revealing sharp teeth that were hooked like deformed daggers, and dark red sticky liquid flowed from the corners of his mouth.

Its head was a circle of metal sheets curved like soft swords, and a white incandescent beacon of indifference could be vaguely seen in the gaps between them, flashing wildly!

Watson only felt that his eyes seemed to be illuminated by a strong light, as if a foreign object was stuffed into his eyeballs, the surrounding muscles began to spasm, the tear glands unconsciously secreted liquid, and heavy black shadows passed in front of his eyes.

Tears flowed down and wet his face, he seemed moved, but also scared.

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When Watson recovered, he saw a team of fully armed soldiers in his blurred vision. Led by a female detective, they rushed into the building where Glover and Sons was located. An old man strolling leisurely followed the team.

He guessed that this was the reinforcement of the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

However, the moth in the skull seemed to be injured and dying in the previous eye contact, and he could not use the mysterious vision now.

But judging from his experience, this team of soldiers moved in an orderly manner, with heavy steps and steady breathing. They were rare elites in this era and could be called the prototype of special forces.

"If I faced this team of soldiers with bare hands, I'm afraid I wouldn't last more than three minutes, but..."

Watson raised his head and looked at the back behind the glass window, and said in his heart: "But you, William McConaughey, can you control your inner hunger... leave them a whole body?"

However, the facts did not seem to develop as he expected. The top floor was very quiet, not to mention the sound of gunfire, roaring, and flesh tearing... even the sound of riots did not come from upstairs.

Watson was puzzled. There was no dispute at all? What was the Anti-Suppression Bureau waiting for? !

He saw another soldier from the Anti-Suppression Bureau running hurriedly from the street and rushed up.

After a while, the entire Anti-Suppression Bureau team followed the old man to the street. The old man dispersed the guards and communicated with Holmes one-on-one.

They spoke in low voices, as if they didn't want outsiders to know the content of the conversation, but Watson still read some content from the frequency and amplitude of their lips.

Female detective: "Impossible... I clearly... He must..."

Old man from the Anti-Suppression Bureau: "... There is no abnormality... Conclusive evidence... Only this time... Pay attention... Your Excellency the Duke..."

After that, the old man led the troops away, leaving the dejected female detective alone.

Watson was guilty and waited until the Anti-Suppression Bureau had completely left before he walked out.

He came to the side of the lonely Charlotte, and was thinking about whether to comfort her, when he saw that the other party's light gray pupils had regained a strong fighting spirit.

The female detective looked up at the glass window and said in a strong voice:

"William McConaughey..."

"It's not over yet. I will find solid evidence of the evil crimes committed by you and your Shining Blade Cult!"

My Jet, old and young men and women:

(The Cultist squatted in the corner and cried) Please don't support it anymore. This book has finally been revived and entered the second round. Please help me read it...

Reading it now is really important for newbies! ! ! (The Cultist begged hoarsely)

PS: Originally, it should be updated twice a day in the second round this week, but the author is busy with work, and the real blade leader finally appeared. I was thinking about how to write it more stylishly. I wasted two chapters in the middle and wasted a lot of time.