In less than five minutes, I went to the banquet home to inform Elaine's servants to return here, and naturally followed Elaine and Heloise.
Just walked into this dark and laugh-filled basement.
Elaine and Heloise wrinkled their noses almost at the same time, and a hint of caution flashed in their eyes.
Looking at the expressions of the two girls, Ronald naturally stood up and walked over:
"Elaine, we found out that these guys were still conducting cult rituals, and the scale was quite large. The investigator in charge of this place had gone to inform others, and he left a message saying that you would interrogate these people."
"Hmm." Elaine nodded calmly.
While Heloise came to Ronald and asked quietly, the young investigator walked straight to the laughing cult warlock and reached out to grab the guy's chin.
Click—
The laughter came to an abrupt end.
In the cold and quiet basement, several people with better hearing heard the sound of bone fractures, and this object... could only be the cult warlock whose chin was pinched by Elaine.
Speaking of which, my chin was crushed, is it okay to interrogate?
This idea just came to Ronald's mind, and Elaine began to take more crazier measures.
The young and beautiful investigator girl was questioned.
But there is no intention of interrogating.
After crushing the cult warlock's chin with his left hand, the empty right hand wheel had a large arc, aimed at the guy in his hand and slapped it over.
Bang!
Next second.
A crisp and loud slap sounded on the face of the cult warlock.
Ronald clearly saw several teeth flying out of the guy's mouth, and a slap on his face immediately swollen, and even his chin was completely loose.
Less than five seconds after meeting, Elaine took a series of fierce movements.
I couldn't tell at all what she meant to interrogate.
During this sudden abuse, several tied cult warlocks were also stunned.
Naturally, these people know how cruel the investigators are to these people.
But if you don’t even do intelligence interrogation, just start like this. Will the investigator kill them directly?
However, at this moment when everyone was stunned.
Elaine, who was still dragging the cult warlock in front of her, had a look of satisfaction in her eyes.
Then she threw the person in her hand to the ground like throwing garbage. She turned around and pulled another cult warlock in front of her.
"You...what are you doing!" Faced with this situation, the cult warlocked almost subconsciously.
It was this action that made Elaine smile with victory.
"It's you."
As the words came to the ground, the investigator girl's palm was already entangled with magic.
The moment I grabbed this cult warlock, grabbed the palm of the well-built magical style on my face, and it took effect immediately.
The effects of emotions and spells affect each other.
The cult warlock who could have made instructions gradually became dull.
Almost five or six breaths passed, and the guy's saliva had flowed down from the corner of his mouth uncontrollably, as if he had lost his mind.
"Well……"
Bang--
Seeing his spell completely effective, Elaine had not stopped her movements.
She turned her gaze to the face of the last awake cult warlock, and whipped her legs with her toes. When she saw that the man had lost consciousness, Elaine turned her head and looked at Ronald.
"It's almost done, we can start interrogating."
"You...please continue..." Ronald looked a little dull and raised his hand to signal Elaine to continue.
This is probably not the first time Elaine has encountered such a situation.
Nodded quietly, the girl turned around and began to ask:
"Tell me, explain your plans for this ceremony."
“…”
The cult warlock still had a dull expression.
But under the influence of the spell, he still distinguished the meaning of Elaine's words, and then replied in a daze:
"In order to save the vast majority of ignorant people, Lord Red ordered our fifteen teams to act separately, hold ceremonies at the scheduled location to summon the swelling demons, and cook the food of redemption for everyone."
Elaine's eyes tightened:
"The Swelling Demon...The Food of Redemption..."
"Tell me where these two things come from."
The cult warlock still honestly began to answer:
"The swelling demon is a servant of the upper realm born through the flesh-and-blood mixing ceremony. It will use its own flesh and blood to cook food, and use illusion to control the spread of people around it, and finally self-destruction and cooking process; the food of redemption is swelling
The magic cooks out, without magic, with a normal and delicious special tribute, and anyone who eats this food will be marked as a redeemed believer by the great existence."
Hearing this, Elaine was silent for a few seconds and then breathed:
"call……"
"Well, now tell me the location of your ceremony."
The cult warlock immediately answered:
"Lolbo Mansion in White Star District, the Ville University canteen in Riverbank District, the Burrent House at No. 24 Orion Street in Orion District, and the Stinky Shoe Road in Bianlin District..."
Places after locations are spoken from the cult warlock.
Elaine took out paper and pen to record them one by one.
When the last name was finished, she stood up with satisfaction, and looked at Sir Phelps who was still sitting in the chair;
"Sir Phelps, my main question is over. Do you have anything to ask?"
"I...I believe in the Bureau of Investigation." Phelps opened his mouth, originally planning to say something. But he stopped halfway through and smiled bitterly, "A banquet above still needs to be held after all.
My host, let’s leave the matter here to Miss Elaine.”
After saying that, the emerging aristocratic figure turned his head and left the basement.
In the cut-off back, it was obvious that he had no intention of curiosity about this place anymore.
Watching Sir Phelps leave.
Ronald also understood the choices made by the emerging noble. He felt moved in his heart and walked to Elaine and asked:
"Elaine, didn't this guy mention that someone in red gave orders? Don't you ask about this?"
Hearing this question, the young investigator girl showed a hint of helplessness on her face.
"Mr. Ronald, that's what you don't know."
"These cult warlocks have always kept the plan confidentiality like a colander, but their protection for some key figures is surprisingly powerful. If you don't believe it, look..."
While speaking, he turned his head and asked the cult warlock:
"Hey, introduce your red clothes."
“…”
"Uh...ahhhh!"
The cult warlock, whose expression was originally dull, suddenly stiffened.
He was about to say something and vomited blood in a blink of an eye, and then his body fell down weakly.
Pointing at the cult warlock who could not survive, Elaine curled her lips:
"Look at it."
"God knows what these cult warlocks are thinking?"