Chapter 443 Coincidence
“Damn, everyone here is rubbish, all the members of the dependents, believers, and vampires are here.”
When Milo returned to the law enforcement station, he said Still babbling and cursing secretly.
Imnar's fear did attract many sneaks hiding in Nanwei City, but these minions were not Milo's target at all. What he was looking for was the vampire psychic.
What Milo doesn't understand is that since the vampire psychic knows that this is a trap and chooses to stand still, why does he let the guys under him come out to die?
...
Although this wave of so-called disaster apostles who were cut in half by Milo did have Grasso's blood on their hands, the resentment in Milo's heart did not weaken at all.
Unless the Vampire Visioner is found out.
…
When Milo returned to the law enforcement station, everyone in the Duler family had been arrested.
The crime was to use cruel methods to chop their head of the family into mincemeat.
And the law enforcement team also found many evidences of heretical religious rituals in the Durer family estate, including the photos that Enid cherished.
With the evidence being conclusive and involving an evil sect, the fall of the Durer family is a foregone conclusion.
Even the aristocracy of Nanwei City can't say a word to refute. Not only that, but the Duler family's seats in the County Council and even the Royal City Council will soon be uprooted. .
The reason was not the murder, but religious factors.
To a certain extent, the aristocracy is indeed a group with tied interests. In most cases, they will be unanimous in dealing with the outside world.
But once it has something to do with religion, they will also be timid.
The law enforcement system is not the biggest constraint of the aristocracy. The real deterrent is religious belief.
Because even in the aristocratic circle, most people are believers in the Golden Rule, and they are extremely devout. They were all rescued from the clutches of the plague using blood therapy by the church. .
So when the fact that the Durer family served the heretical sect culture was exposed, other members of the aristocratic class could only do their best to get rid of the relationship with the Durer family and step on it hard. To prove his innocence and piety.
Simply put, from today onwards, the Dürer family is dead.
As for those direct Dürer members who were accused of parricide, they did not even know what happened. In a state of panic and confusion, they were sent to prison or the execution platform.
The follow-up content is not what Milo cares about.
As he said before, he doesn't care how many of these "framed" Dulers deserve their crimes and how many are innocent.
This is not revenge.
...
"Is this considered punishment? Or, liquidation?"
Marshall leaned next to Milo and whispered softly.
Milo glanced down at it and shrugged: "The exiled guy said some strange things before he left. It said that its believers and my believers will be together for a long time in the future. There will be endless wars."
Marshall rolled his eyes, carefully studied this sentence, and then poked his neck and asked: "Are you serious?"
Milo shook his head: "I thought so at first, but I just laid out a plan, and most of its believers showed up, except for the more powerful psychics who showed no trace."
"That's unreasonable. If there are psychics among them and the psychics see through your trajectory, then the rest of the ordinary members shouldn't show up either." Marshall realized something.
Milo muttered: "So I don't think what Imnar said was just a cry."
"Is it an order? Or should I say, a curse?" Marshall's head was full of seeds. Quite clever, he grasped the key point of the problem in no time.
“Yes.” Milo nodded: “It’s not that the visionary failed to restrain his minions, but that only believers of his level can disobey Imnar’s orders to the believers. order, so he didn’t show up.”
"But the power of this curse command is too weak, isn't it? It can't even do anything to you, so why do you think its followers can cause trouble for you?" Marshall was a little confused.
But Milo spread his hands:
"Who said this curse is aimed at me? It is aimed at my believers."
"Your believers?"
Marshall was stunned for a second.
But soon a very anthropomorphic expression of surprise appeared on its furry face:
“Oh~~The one lying in the basement is your believer...”
< br>"I can only understand it this way." Milo nodded: "After she died, something appeared in my mind... something very different. Thoughts are what you call punishment and reckoning. I think maybe I didn’t realize it myself, and Grasso didn’t realize it either. In the past year, we have formed a certain relationship between believers and superiors. Contact."
"A curse of the old days?" Marshall frowned, although he didn't have an eyebrow.
Then it added: "If according to what you said, a believer at the level of a spiritual visioner can disobey the orders of a superior, then why did he come to Nanwei City? Doesn't he know that the superior he serves Was he taken away by you? ”
"Maybe he really doesn't know."
Milo shook his head.
……
When one person and one cat were sitting on the window sill of the office, discussing.
A shadow cat slipped in furtively.
It's Enid.
“Why did you come to me if you don’t deal with the Duler family’s affairs?”
The evidence that exposed the Duler family’s crimes was what Milo had promised Enid before.
Just something went wrong. Milo also didn't expect that his seemingly random arrangement would put Grasso in danger, but the result remained the same, and the Duler family was still done, but it was just a loss compared to the deal.
...
“I’m here to submit information.”
Enid glanced at the little black cat Marshall squatting next to Milo, and subconsciously stopped moving forward. Put a file box you brought on Milo's desk.
"I have found what you asked me to find. There is no guarantee that it is the person you are referring to, but at least the name is the same."
"Tutis Crowe?"
Milo frowned.
In fact, he didn't expect Enid to really find this person's information file, at least, he didn't expect her to find it so quickly.
He glanced at Enid.
I found this guy standing there with his little hands in his hands, as if he didn't dare to approach him.
Looking in the direction of Enid's somewhat fearful gaze, it was Marshall next to her.
Milo muttered:
"You're not so afraid of it, are you? Although it does have a bad temper sometimes."
"No." Enid shook her head crazily.
She recounted her encounter in the archives earlier today.
The general situation is that she woke up from the archive, and when she was about to leave, she found that the door of the archive was blocked by a figure. The figure had been standing at the door, motionless, no matter how she asked in the room There was no response.
But just when she was about to open the door and ask what happened, the figure was suddenly knocked down by something.
Then there was a series of sharp tearing sounds.
After Enid quickly drew her gun and opened the door, she found no one at all. There was only a little black cat squatting in the aisle.
That little black cat is Marshall.
……
After listening to this story, Milo could probably guess what happened.
He glanced down at Marshall again, who shook the two big ears on his head with an innocent face.
Milo simply changed the subject and asked Enid:
"Did you sleep all night in the archives?"
"Ah uh..." Enid An embarrassed expression appeared on De's face, and he defended: "There's nothing we can do about it, I was too tired yesterday."
Milo picked up the archive box on the table and opened it, and said nonchalantly: "The archives are very dusty."
"I have cleaned the box in advance." Enid obviously didn't understand. Milo means.
"I mean, why don't you clean up the spider silk and dust hanging on your butt first." Milo tilted his neck.
Enid reached behind her and wiped it.
“Ah, it’s so embarrassing...”
...
After Enid left as if running for her life.
Marshall said:
"It looks like you have to keep an eye on this little sister."
Milo sat on the table, lowered his head and quickly flipped through Enid After sending the file, he asked calmly: "Do you mean that she will soon become my believer?"
"I don't know how to define whether a human has become your believer, but the person who blocked her in the archives this morning should be a believer of your enemy, or a dependent. In short, it tastes bad." Marshall vomited. Tongue.
“That should be a believer of Engel Korath. Imnar lost itself for a time, and even it forgot who it was. It is impossible for its believers to exist in this world, so it should be The believers who serve its biological father, Engel Koras, are executing the curse, but that's fine, it itself was generated by the fission of Engel Korath..."
Milo explained intermittently.
Suddenly, he stopped talking.
My eyes focused on a seal at the end of the archive document in my hand.
This is the death certificate of the file owner.
The information found by Enid showed that the person named Tutis Crowe died more than ten years ago and was executed for breaking the law... …
The specific file has not been preserved, but the death certificate does have the seal of the law enforcement system.
Based on the date of his birth, even if Tutis Crowe is still alive today, he is already an old man with half his feet buried in the soil. He cannot be the one Milo knows well. Raven, a scholar of the Monsis School, is in his forties at most.
“Is it just a coincidence?”
Milo shook the dust off the file and fell into deep thought for a moment.
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(End of this chapter)