"Mu" sent the two patrol team away. Marceau looked at the room. The dark vision allowed the cat to see everything in the office room in the dark - there were pens and ink boxes on the long table, several thick books were placed on the table, and there were several bookshelves on both sides of the room. Overall, it gave people a study feeling.

The cat swept the title of the book on the bookshelf. Judging from the names on the waist, they were all books about war. The cat took out several books from the bookshelf, came to the corner of the room, took out a thick blanket and a quill from his pocket, covered it on his body and faced the corner of the wall, and a shiny technique attached it to the quill. Just flipped it over one by one, which really made them all normal books introducing the battle.

Marceau, who had no idea, put the quill pen and blanket back to the original position, then pushed open the door and walked along the corridor to the stairs. The previous patrol had already left, the hall was brightly lit, the cat turned on the reconnaissance, and then began to look at the hall downstairs - ivory, arrow-toothed tiger's head, lion's head, various beast heads and representative objects hung on the walls on both sides. The giant Salankam League badge mural depicted by golden lines was also on the ceiling, and everyone who looked up could see every small pattern on it.

The marble on the ground looks a bit old but still looks new. In the dim vision, there are three floors emitting magical auras. It can be confirmed that it is a magic trap. Although I don’t know how these things work, Marceau is sure that as long as it is triggered, it will definitely not be a harmless effect that he likes.

It was confirmed that there was no secret door in the lobby. The cat jumped over the handrail and jumped to the first floor. The thick-soled leather boots avoided the noise. Following the corridor below, the cat confirmed the situation on the first floor - the bottom of the corridor is separated from the hall by a wall, and there should be an entrance on one side and the other side. It is a living room that looks very wide, with various furniture and various murals hanging on the wall.

To be honest, from the first floor, the decoration is indeed very luxurious. Both the prey specimens and the murals indicate the martial arts and cultural principles of the master here. In layman's terms, it is all kinds of styles. If it weren't for the task, Marceau would not think that such luxurious decoration was a problem. However, since he learned that the city lord was probably the secret keeper of Sha Lishi, the cats could not take it easy - the prey specimens indicate that their owners liked killing, the beautiful ornate murals and oil paintings mean that their owners like art, and the golden threads and beautiful porcelain mean that their owners are still a wealthy guardian who likes money.

Farewell to this full of money, the cat followed the stairs back to the second floor, began to search for clues and evidence, and searched the corridor room all the way. Finally, at the end of the corridor, the cat pushed open the door and looked at the bloody red light on the statue in front of him and sighed... Because a line of words popped up in the system bar - 'Dear player, you found important evidence of the city lord's crime and depravity at the city lord's mansion, but this evidence cannot form a complete link of evidence with the statue of the evil god in your backpack.'

"A pretty female statue, Marceau, can you see the light of inspiration?"

"The fishy red can already be used as a benchmark for evil." Marceau was not happy to find such an important piece of evidence. Because the statue of the whole body was too big, the cat felt that it was impossible for a big guy to leave the city lord's mansion alive with such a big guy on his back.

"I'll look for anything else." Marceau searched around and found no other evidence. It seemed to be just a meditation chapel. If the missing person was really used as a living sacrifice, it would definitely not be placed in the city lord's mansion.

Just as Marceau turned and left, a small soft white spot suddenly appeared at the corner of his eyes. The cat who stopped walked to the white spot and leaned down. He picked up a broken little statue of the god.

Pushing open the door and following the lights in the corridor, the work of this statue is a bit rough, but it is absolutely nothing wrong with the Anonymous. Although it seems to have been accidentally broken. But Marceau said that no devout Anonymous believer could look indifferent to the broken statues, even if he took them away, it would be better than throwing them in the corner of the evil god worship room.

"It's strange and natural. Why is the statue of the god in the room of the worship room not of the Anonymous, but there is such a broken Anonymous statue... It seems that our city lord is very sick." Eleuk, who watched the cat's action throughout the whole process, had a feeling of emotion in Marceau's ears, and Marceau, who had carefully put the broken little statue into the space bag, shook his head: "No, this is not a disease. The disease can be cured by medicine. Our city lord has completely fallen, disrespectful to justice and embrace evil. In his eyes, the Anonymous is the freak pseudo-god who is taken for granted, while the Shalishi he believes in is leading him on the most correct path."

"I heard from Brother Constantine that he said that whether it is NPC or players who believe in Shalishi will be gradually transformed into an inhuman appearance. Considering that the city lord has not yet exposed his feet, it seems that it is because the crystal wall of Ayarok is difficult to break through." Ailuk's analysis, Marceau could only agree, because he was right, the believers of Shalishi, because they are those secret guardians, with their anti-joint hooves, and their faces, and various double-legged hands. How to get a different shape... "There is another possibility, that is, the city lord has not yet mastered the decisive power, and not most members of the Sakalam team are willing to believe in Shalishi with him."

"It makes sense for you to say that, well..." Eleux thought for a while: "It should be right. The inspiration in the Anonymous Hall has always been dazzling. I think this should be the reason why the mainstream beliefs in this city have not changed yet. Marceau, your ability to see the essence through appearance is still very good."

"Thank you for your praise. I think we will go to the third floor to see the situation." After saying that, Marceau carefully stepped up the stairs - there was a trap at the stairs one step. The cat was helpless about this, but it was precisely because of this that Marceau felt that there must be new evidence to be discovered on the third floor.

When he arrived at the third floor, the cat accidentally found that there were only two doors on the third floor, and there was also a staircase leading to the fourth floor. Considering that he needed to look at the surrounding situation before doing things, Marceau came to the fourth floor and gently pushed the wooden door a crack, and found that this was already a rooftop. Opposite was a support platform, and the dialogue between the city guards was clearly heard.

He brought the door back and returned to the third floor, Masce put his ear on the left door and listened for thirty seconds. He confirmed that there was nothing in the door and that he was walking or breathing, and turned the door handle slightly and found that it was locked. So the cat took out a lock unlocker and started to unlock the lock - the thief had a bonus on unlocking the lock. But the cat was better at sensing the despair of the sky, and it took a while to push the three-ring lock open.

Secretly pushing open the door, the cat looked at the dark big room... The big bed, dressing table, bed cabinet, sofa, and coffee table are all available. Marceau even saw a bathtub, which seemed to be a bedroom. The only good news was that there was no one on the bed - if someone really wanted to sleep there, the cat felt that he should scream and shout for help at this time.

You must know that being able to hide Marceau's perception means that it is enough to crush Marceau in terms of ability. "Eleuke, are you sure the city lord has left the city lord's mansion?" The cat asked while checking around.

"Yes, the city lord left the city lord's mansion at 2140 pm. Brother Constantine and Youjiu saw that the city lord left on a horse. This guy never took a carriage."

"Well, it's 2340 now. After two hours, there was no temperature on the bed and it seemed that I couldn't touch the hair, but what was this thing?" Marceau held a piece of fabric into his hand. In the dark vision, this was a piece of material that was very little.

"Bikini? But this is too small..." Marceau muttered.

"The grassland elves are just right..." Eleuk said this and cursed in the language of the Garoles: "Masce, check the bathtub."

So the cat tried the water temperature of the bathtub. In this summer, the water temperature was not warm: "This water has been spared for at least a while. Eliuk, do you want to say that the city lord kidnapped a grassland elf?"

"That's right, check those clothes. Marceau." said Eleuk.

Following Eleuk's instructions, Marceau looked through the pile of clothes and found a small breast wrap, pajamas and nightgowns.

"I didn't expect it to work as a part-time human trafficker." Marceau also understood at this time. The cat, who had never had a good impression of human traffickers, now had another reason to kill the city lord. The gray vision scanned the surroundings and found no inspirational cats, so there was nothing to check in this room: "Let's go to another big room to take a look."

As soon as he finished speaking, Marceau walked out of the door, first stuck it on the door and listened for five rounds and thirty seconds, and then used a lock unlocker to make the lock open. When he pushed open the door, the cat suddenly felt a heartbeat in the originally silent room. Subconsciously, the cat who made a shiny light technique took a breath when he saw what was in front of him.

Various torture instruments filled the room. In the center of the room, a skinned grassland elf was nailed to a cross. From the organs, she was a woman. She lowered her head and her chest tendons were cut off. This kind of injury was a dead end, but through the rib cat, she could see that the shriveled heart was beating faster and faster, and the faster it became plump. The most fatal thing was that her head was raised, and the bloody red soul fire was fluttering in the sockets where her eyes were dug out.

"I never knew that your old city lord is so fun and has such a heavy taste." Marceau called him awkwardly. Haha.

"Valminsk, is it you?" The whisper of the soul rang directly into the cat's head. The dagger that nailed her limbs slowly exited the wound. As the naked muscles grew skin again, eyes were seen in the sockets again, and as the girl in front of her showed a shy smile at her, Marceau also stuck out his tongue shyly: "I'm not, sorry, I opened the wrong door."

After exiting the room, he closed the door, took out a mask from his bag and put it on his head, then turned around and ran to the fourth floor. Regardless of the cat who stepped on an alarm trap, he just ran halfway through when he heard the loud noise from the door behind him when he was hit by the door, and the roar that reached his soul.

"Cute little male cat! Stay here to play with my sister!"

Play? Should you eat it, eat it, or eat it?! As a fool, you know that you should run away at this time!

Marceau, who broke open the wooden door, ran quickly to the support point watchtower tower. He grabbed the girl behind him, who was actually a monster and jumped to the watchtower before, and then greeted the city guard who was still a little confused about the situation.

"You guys can do it."

After saying that, the cat's flying claws popped up and came to the roof opposite the street. He was led to fly to the cat's opposite the street and saw that the existence was following him and the two city guards were beaten into bloody pieces by it.

Then the cat saw that the guy was halfway through the pounce and lost his strength, and he was directly confused on the bluestone slabs on the street.

So the cat who fell to the ground safely ran away.

Eleuk's voice was already straight at this time: "Run! Marceau! Run!"

"For the first time, I feel that being small is really at a disadvantage!" The cat pussy applied a shaman acceleration technique to himself, and did not forget to turn his head and look behind him - he saw the red humanoid chasing him with both hands and feet.

"What the hell is this?" Jing Liu asked screaming.

"Devil? Devil? Subspace product?" With his poor biology and foreign knowledge, Marceau found that he could not distinguish the type of this thing, but one thing is certain that this thing can crush at least three of him from a single force. (To be continued, please search for Astronomy, the novel is better, updated and faster!
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