Say goodbye to the huntress, leave the range of the black market along the sewer pipe, and then find the place where Hathaway placed the small blackboard.
The little blackboard is still there, with a bird, a cat, a pentagram, a candle, and a chalk pattern that looks like a robe is actually a hood, which means that everyone except Miss Silverpipe will participate in [Story in Story] ], and Miss Silver Flute is now temporarily escaping from Nolan, so it is understandable not to show up.
"Bless her well."
Jenkins said in a low voice, the smell here was so strong that he had to breathe through his mouth only, so his voice was a little muffled.
Open the small blackboard, and a series of numbers were also written in chalk on the wall behind. Multiply the odd number by three plus two, and subtract the even number by one. The six numbers obtained are the specific month, day and time when the game starts.
Then I rubbed the iron on the side of the blackboard with my fingers, and felt some bumps in the lower right corner. Jenkins couldn't read words with his fingers, so he drew some red paint out of thin air, dyed the bumps red and printed them on paper, and what he got was the meeting place for this Friday.
"I happen to have time this Friday... Speaking of which, isn't this Friday the time for the war between the Kingdom of Fidiktli and the Kingdom of Cheslan that Miss Silver Flute called?"
By the time I returned to the ground from the sewer with the smelly smell, it was already time for lunch. Since Alexia and Dolores will not return to the manor at noon today, Jenkins does not plan to go back either.
The cat, which had been hiding in its arms all morning, was already protesting, so it found a nearby restaurant for dinner, and then began to search for the origin of the box according to Alexia's divination results.
"First of all... here."
He walked to the green-shaded street in the east of Nolan, turned from the intersection into the middle of the street, and then walked into the side alley. Turn left in the alley, and after seeing the rusty iron external stairs, climb up the stairs to the third floor, then knock on the door, bend down and push the door open, and walk in, seeing that this is a luggage shop .
"It's hidden so deep. If it wasn't for the small sign outside, I really wouldn't recognize a shop here... So, how did Alexia get here?"
The owner of the shop was an old man who looked older than Bishop Parode, sitting behind the counter with his head drooping, as if he was taking a nap.
Jenkins didn't bother him right away, but first walked around the small but extremely crowded shop, and sure enough, he saw the exact same product as the suitcase in the corner near the door.
I touched it with my hand, and the texture of the surface is also the same. Basically, it is exactly the same box.
"Boss, how do you sell this?"
Jenkins turned around and asked the sleeping old man, and deliberately increased his voice in order to wake him up. But the old man didn't answer, and still sat there with his head drooped.
"Is the hearing loss of the elderly, or is it too deep sleep?"
Jenkins yelled two more times and got no response, so he approached the counter and knocked on the table. Only then did he realize that something was wrong, put on the gloves first, and then forcibly lifted the old man's face up with his hands.
There are no eyeballs in the eye sockets, and the black blood has dried up. Without any life force in the body, the man died at least this morning.
"Is the purpose of gouging out the eyes to prevent the ceremony from going back to the last person I saw?"
Jenkins thought in surprise, then opened the shutter of the counter and walked in, trying to find the cause of death on the body.
Apart from the gouged out eyes, the corpse showed no superficial trauma. The clothes are neat, and there are no traces of struggle.
Jenkins thought of his opponent's features, so he reached out to open his closed mouth to see the mouth. But he didn't expect that the moment his mouth was opened, a thick yellow mist sprayed directly on his face.
Jenkins fell to the side with a scream, covered his face and twitched a few times before getting up:
"It stinks!"
Perhaps it was a trap left by the murderer, but the toxin was of no use to Jenkins. It's just that the poison was mixed with the smell of fermented food residue inside the corpse, and the stench almost made Jenkins spit it out.
But when the trap was discovered, it was basically confirmed that the murderer should also be a member of the [Scent of Fragrance Appreciation Committee], and they came to silence them.
After looking around, I couldn't find the account book, and knew that the account book was also taken away. So he laid the corpse flat on the counter, lowered his head and drew a holy emblem on his chest to pray for this unfortunate poor man, then walked out of the store and hung up the sign of [Closed Business], instead of leaving immediately, he climbed up to the roof to look around street.
Seeing two police officers patrolling in uniform passing by nearby, he took out the pistol on his waist and fired a shot into the sky, then walked unhurriedly along the roof and left from the other side of the alley.
The clues to the bag shop were cut off, indicating that the organization that made strange cigarettes was quite vigilant. Jenkins had already learned in Ruen that the church launched a joint operation to thoroughly investigate the origin of these cigarettes, and the newspapers also began to publicize the dangers of these cigarettes. But so far there hasn't been much progress. After thinking about it, I decided to take a look at the cigarette manufacturing factory mentioned by Mr. Hood.
Although I don't know the specific situation on Nolan's side, I think the factory should have been dealt with by the church.
Sure enough, when he arrived near the mining area, he found that the atmosphere nearby was not right. Jenkins changed into a thin man again, and then mixed in with the miners who were changing shifts. While listening to people chatting nearby, I learned that a fierce gun battle broke out in the neighborhood on Thursday night, followed by dull explosions and unusual flashes of light.
Thursday afternoon was the day when the three-party reporting materials gathered in the Holy See, and Nolan acted quite quickly.
After approaching the secret tobacco workshop along the gravel road specially paved for pulling wagons, he found that there were church patrons in disguise patrolling nearby, so he used some means to enter the messy place after the war through the skylight above. Workshop interior.
Before the battle, production should still be going on here. Although the finished and semi-finished products were taken away by the church, the raw materials scattered on the ground are still here under the not-so-bright sunlight.
Jenkins squatted down and studied it, but found nothing, so he opened his eyes and looked around, and found a faint spiritual light underground near the northeast corner.
"So don't put spiritual materials in the secret room, otherwise it is equivalent to showing the way to me."
He tiptoedly lowered his body and moved to the wall to avoid being discovered by outsiders, and then looked over the land where the spiritual light was found, but found nothing that seemed to be a secret door.
Knowing in his heart that the secret door was hidden deep, he left a spiritual magnet in place, and then left with the cat through the skylight. Let the unicorn fly to the hill where you can see it in the distance, leave the cat and the phantom behind, use the projection to return to the workshop, detonate the twin demons above the aura, and finally return to Chocolate with the magnet and phantom.
The location of this hill is quite good. Standing here, you can clearly see the benefactors hiding around the workshop running towards the explosion in panic. I knew in my heart that the church would dig three feet to inspect the site, and the dark room had basically been exposed.
"Go to Ruen's church later tonight and apply to contact Nolan. Then first report to Miss Bevanna about the life of this week, and then ask about Nolan's recent situation. I will know what's in the darkroom gone."
He was very satisfied with his cautious approach and thought it was the best choice. Looking up at the sky, the sun behind the thick fog has a black halo, but it still stays above the head. It was still early, so he decided to go to Fifth Queen's Avenue to take a look at his father from a distance, and then return to Loen.
"Chocolate, let's go."
Waving to the cat squatting at his feet, the cat immediately jumped up on the spot, and then was caught by Jenkins and placed on his shoulder.
Turning around, he no longer looks at the mining area under his feet, but looks far away at the city located on the port plain. This is where he came into this world to live, where those he loved lived, and Jenkins swore to protect it.
Accidents often happen unexpectedly, the mining area is in the east of the city, and Papa's antique shop is in the west of the city near the dock area. When walking through the city, just arrived at the city center, the surrounding scene changed again.
The noise in his ears disappeared, and when he looked up and saw the huge yellow moon, Jenkins knew that he had once again entered the illusion of doomsday.
Jenkins didn't panic because there were already two experiences. After observing the surrounding situation, he stepped on the sewage to push away the cobwebs in front of him, and walked towards the bell tower standing in the distance.
It corresponds to the real world, which is Nolan's clock tower. Jenkins did not forget that Miss Silver Flute mentioned last time that in the treacherous realm she experienced, the bell tower was the position of the announcer of the rules of the treacherous realm.
The distance was too far last time, and he returned to reality before walking over, but this time, the clock tower was only one street away from Jenkins.
Along the way, he once again encountered the monster that turned into soot and disappeared after death. Jenkins fought with him in swordsmanship, and then killed it with a clean jump.
After approaching the bell tower, I found that the public square under the bell tower was actually blank, very much like the church situation described by my family and Miss Yindi. Then I thought of last year's twin devil incident. In the end, the gods gave the church's bestowers a divine grace here. At that time, Captain Bincy said that within half a year, within the scope of this square, the unfolding of divine magic rituals and the display of divine spells will be quite equal. Smooth, and will automatically expel creatures with evil powers.
That's good, at least it's better than monsters wandering around the square. It's just that the dilapidated clock tower cannot enter from the door below. The door seems to have been hit by a huge force, and the door frame is completely stuck and cannot be pushed open. Blowing it up would cause a mass of nearby monsters, Jenkins thought for a moment, only to climb up from the outside.