Author: Four Barrel Cannon

"who!"

The sudden voice startled the three of them, and they reflexively wanted to draw their guns and turn around.

But before they could turn around, their eyes were filled with a layer of red, and a hazy red mist completely enveloped them.

The three of them felt their bodies become weak, their spirits were eroded by mysterious power, and their souls were surrounded by coldness.

They quickly mobilized their spiritual energy to resist the erosion of the red mist to make themselves feel better, but their spiritual energy continued to be consumed rapidly.

Only then did the three of them realize that at some point, more than twenty ferocious red beast ghosts had appeared around them, staring at them eagerly, threatening to swarm them and tear them into pieces at any time.

Seeing this scene, the three of them couldn't help but swallow. The eldest man in black carefully thought about his words in his mind before he forced out a friendly smile and spoke.

"Your Excellency, I am Special Agent Cassia of the Secret Service. If these officers have offended you just now, I apologize on their behalf."

When the three of them came here before, they found that all the police officers were unconscious but not injured. This made Cassia breathe a sigh of relief. At least the other party did not go on a killing spree, which meant that there was still room for conversation.

Just point out your identity as a special agent, hoping to make the other party have some scruples.

Carlin replied directly: "Am I not clear enough? This batch of goods cannot be seized now, you can close the team!"

"How is it possible? Today's actions are..."

After hearing what Carlin said, another man in black with a younger-sounding voice couldn't help but speak, which made Cassia's expression change.

"Shut up!"

He sternly interrupted his teammates, and then said to Carlin with an apologetic look: "Sorry, he is still young and only became a transcendent this year. Please don't worry about it."

"If I want to argue with you, you are already dead. Now wake up these police officers and get out of here with them!"

When I reported to Mycroft, I told him that I was the witch's companion and told him to be ready before ten o'clock, otherwise he would bear the consequences, and he understood what I meant!"

After a period of low and hoarse sounds, the red mist dissipated.

The three Cassias quickly turned on their spiritual vision and looked around, but they saw nothing except the police officers lying on the ground.

Cassia couldn't help but shuddered and said: "Wake them up quickly, let's close the team!"

"But Captain."

"No but, hurry up, go back and report everything that happened here to the director!"

Cassia also realized something from Karin's words and sternly urged the other two not to waste time.

In this way, the three of them quickly revived one police officer after another. Carlin didn't do anything to them at all, and woke up after a little shout.

When these people who woke up knew what happened to them, they couldn't help showing a look of fear on their faces, and they quickly left here with three Secret Service agents.

What should have been a massive arrest operation came to an end.

At this moment, Karin, who was still standing there, suddenly felt something move in his heart, and a smile appeared on his face.

'Very good, Snitch found the trace!'

Just when he was threatening three Secret Service agents, Snicki had already entered the abandoned warehouse.

This is a dilapidated small building with rusty steam pipes covering the exterior walls. All the rooms inside have had their walls knocked out and joined together.

A slovenly middle-aged man was sitting on an old rocking chair with his eyes closed, unaware of Snicki standing next to him.

Snicki just glanced at him and concluded that he was a trainee-level transcendent. He ignored him and began to carefully explore all spiritual traces in the warehouse.

Carlin, who was more than two hundred meters away, also began to perform divination based on the spiritual information detected by Snicki.

The more relevant information collected, the easier the divination will be. However, Kalin did not dare to directly divulge matters related to the resurrection ceremony, but instead divulged some information from the side.

He took out a penny and tossed it up, and his spiritual energy began to drain.

'Is there a passage to the underground in the warehouse?'

The coin quickly fell back into the open palm, with the side with the human head facing up.

'With the head up, the answer is yes.'

Then he flipped the coin three more times.

'Have a large number of lives been taken beneath the warehouse?'

The consumption suddenly increased sharply, but this time it was still a headcount.

'Is there a secret connection between Scruffy Man and Drake?'

This time the consumption was a little more again, but the result was still heads upward.

'The sloppy man is a transcendent controlled by the Ace family.'

In an instant, one-tenth of Carlin's spirituality evaporated like a floodgate opening.

Only then did the coin fall into the palm of my hand. Miraculously, it did not fall down, but stood upright without giving any answer.

Carlin was thoughtful after seeing the results.

'This shows that simple divination cannot break through the power behind the sloppy man and cannot yield any results. To get accurate results, it is best to arrange a special ritual for divination, but it is also easy to be noticed by the people behind him.'

Although I didn't get the exact answer, these are enough.

There is a secret passage in the warehouse that leads to the underground. A large number of lives were taken away underground. The sloppy man has a close connection with Drake. The power behind the sloppy man cannot be underestimated.

These four pieces of information can directly allow Carlin to determine that there is a rebirth ritual altar under the abandoned warehouse.

Taking a large number of lives is a sacrifice, and the sacrifice must be brought to the altar to be effective.

After getting the answer he wanted, Snitch also left the abandoned warehouse.

Carlin began to quickly calculate the correct location of the rebirth ritual altar in his mind.

Soon, a pattern covering almost half of downtown Wayne came to mind, and the most important location of the main altar was clearly visible to Carlin.

'It turns out we are in the Blood Red House, haha, it's dark under the lamp.'

After clarifying their goals, Carlin and Snitch quickly left the dock area and rushed towards the Blood Red House.

The two were very fast, and in just twenty minutes they traveled through half of the city and arrived at Gray Street where the Blood Red House was located.

But Carlin just looked at the still brightly lit tavern from a distance.

After Drake's death, the Blood Red House was sealed off for less than two days before it was taken over by a transcendent supported by the Ace family.

After all, Drake manages some of the Ace family's businesses in the lower city. Although his death will cause some chaos, it will only be a short-lived chaos.

Moreover, the main altar under the Blood Red House is too important, and it is impossible for the Ace family to let the bar fall into the hands of outsiders.

Now this bar is open as usual, without even changing the sign, as if nothing happened before.

Carlin thought for a while and did not approach the Blood Red House. Instead, he asked Snitch to return to the lower city to find Scott.

At this time, Scott was about to take off his pants and get down to business, but when he saw the short figure in front of the bed suddenly appeared and knocked out the street girl on the bed, he broke out in a cold sweat.

"Sir, what do you want?"

Looking at Scott with a humble tone, Snicki directly took out a letter and handed it to him.

"Send this letter to St. Wayne College as quickly as possible, and say it is a letter from the witch. If anyone asks you who the witch is, ask them to ask Elena!

Remember, you must hand-deliver it to any one of Kahn, Salier or Elena, otherwise you won’t come back!”

The murderous voice made Scott shudder, and he quickly said: "Sir, I will deliver the letter as quickly as possible!"

"Very good. I'll give you one last piece of advice. After delivering the letter, it's best to leave the city as quickly as possible. The farther away the better. As for the reason, you will naturally know it later."

After saying that, Snicki's figure melted into the darkness again, leaving only Scott who stopped when he took off his pants halfway and looked confused.

But Scott reacted quickly.

He was not stupid, and he could tell from the other party's words that a big change might occur in Wayne City tonight.

Without thinking too much, he quickly put on his pants and ran outside as fast as he could.

Ignoring the surprised looks of the younger brothers, he got into a carriage on the street and ran wildly in the direction of St. Wayne's College.
Chapter completed!