There was no objection to Mr. Hood's proposal, so he went on:
"I think you have all read those so-called knight novels. Maybe you have noticed that most of those stories revolve around a certain person or a certain location, that is, the location and characters on the stage. What happened in Nolan City, Isn't it somewhat the same as those strange stories?"
He made a sound that I don't know if it meant ridicule:
"Ha, that's it. The stage is set by fate, and every participant thinks he is the protagonist, but he doesn't know that the script of the story has already been written. Do you believe that after the arrival of the next era, Nolan City will also become Part of the legend, and perhaps an interesting title."
"Is this what your friends told you?"
Miss Yindi asked back, the words behind Mr. Hood were a bit like the ravings of a madman.
"No, this is all my own inference, you can choose to believe it or not."
Mr. Hood's mood is a little bit wrong, but no one knows what's wrong with him. After a moment of silence, everyone chose to ignore what he said just now, and Miss Magic started a new topic:
"About the new god... I mean the believers of the new god of lies. The church has now been confirmed, and the famous Miss Fabbri is also one of them. I know you may have heard this news from other sources, but That's all speculation. It's only now that the facts are really established—although no one should be surprised."
"But what exactly is that Miss Fabrice going to do? From what I've been told, she just took ten thousand pounds out of that huge sum of money. Maybe that seems like a lot, but we all know that with the Traveler's Bank This is a very small amount compared to all the illegal deposits."
This question was asked by Jenkins. He saw Hathaway standing opposite him staring at his chest, and then he noticed that the disguised clothes were constantly squirming.
He reached out and patted the chocolate, and it stopped immediately.
"Perhaps her purpose is not money at all, but pure enjoyment of fraud. I even suspect that even taking away the 10,000 gold pounds is to compensate her own losses in the fraud. After all, she sent so many Letters also need money."
Miss Magic said that she didn't seem to know that the church had discovered that all the stamps used by Miss Fabry were imitation near-perfect fakes.
In fact, if it weren't for the extraordinary traces on it, it would be difficult to expose this matter.
"But no matter what, this is probably the first female believer of the God of Lies to be recognized by people."
"How do you know that Miss Fabbri is a woman?"
Hathaway asked again.
"Because the crazy believers of the God of Lies never do useless things, with that kind of ingenious deception, in fact, it makes no difference whether the protagonist of the deception is a poor female college student, or a handsome and poor male art student. She doesn't have to Change your gender for it."
The statement given by Miss Magic is very reasonable, and even Jenkins cannot refute it.
It has been more than half a month since he personally exposed Fabry's scam. This short period of time not only did not dilute the impact of this matter, but also allowed it to continue to ferment.
Now you can read in the newspapers every day what the relevant people think about this scam, the new regulations formulated by the Kingdom for the banking industry, etc. Even those tabloids are like this, it seems that as long as it is related to this matter, all news can become meaningful.
And of course, no one could find the so-called "Miss Fabry". Just like those lace tabloids use very vulgar stories to speculate on Miss Fabry's age, identity, occupation and even the person next to her bed, but no one can think that "she" has only a bedside cat.
After the conversation about the scammer ended, Hathaway became the fourth participant to share information. Like Jenkins, she was out of the city for a week, so she was speaking about events earlier this month.
"My friends in the police department told me that the number of people who died due to accidental falling into the water this winter, especially falling into the ice, was many times that of previous years. And most of those who fell into the water could not find their bodies. I think you can Thinking about what that means…”
"Is there something strange underwater?"
Mr. White Cat guessed, and subconsciously moved closer to Hathaway to listen to the news.
"It's more than that simple. Mr. White Cat, do you remember what happened when you first joined our party?"
Hathaway's voice at this time was disguised, but Jenkins could still hear that it was his friend from the way of speaking. He doesn't have to worry that Hathaway will discover his identity in the same way, because he has always spoken in the way of "literally translating Chinese from common language and then directly translating common language".
It's really tiring.
"Of course I remember, towards the end of the party, we saw a small boat coming from the high seas..."
Mr. White Cat looked at the others one by one with a face mask on, and he already understood what Miss Bailing meant—
"You mean, the one underwater is the Pirate King - Fermisio the Destroyer?"
Everyone standing here, except for the newly joined Miss Yindi, still clearly remember what happened that time. The Pirate King who appeared at that time was obviously in a state of extreme madness, otherwise he would not have been repelled by their joint efforts, but absolutely no one would underestimate his strength because of this.
"Are you really sure that madman is under the frozen river in the city?"
Mr. White Cat confirmed once again that he asked what everyone wanted to know.
"Of course, I have a unique item. On the night when the God of Lies was fighting the vampire xenomorphs, I heard strange noises in the depths of the river. I can assure you that this information is not known to anyone but me , Even the Orthodox Church may not have completed the investigation. You don’t need to keep this a secret, tell others as much as possible, and hope that the Church can drive that lunatic out of our city as soon as possible.”
When it comes to "special items", the woman subconsciously raises her hand to touch her ears, but remembers that the image at this time is not easy to make such an action.
Mentioning that earring reminded Jenkins, and divergent thinking began to guess what the man was doing on this midwinter night, but it was definitely not as interesting as what he was facing.
"The Pirate King...Although Fermisius is only ranked lower among the seven Pirate Kings, it may not be easy to deal with it only with the strength of the Nolan Diocese."
Mr. Hood was very worried about this.
PS: Regarding the recent frequent evolution into three-watch beasts, this is temporary and will degenerate. I am happy after graduating recently, and my thinking is smooth, so I write a little more. The past few days have caused a great consumption of my manuscripts, and it is estimated that I will start saving manuscripts again.
But at least today is the third watch.