Dark clouds still hung over Stormwind Villa at night, and a heavy rain was brewing again.
In the majestic mansion, a rapid cough came from somewhere in the room.
Siqin, with messy blond hair, was wearing a plush coat, holding a candlestick and rummaging for something in the office study.
"Cough cough cough..."
His body has not yet recovered from the trance state. He is a little tired and a little hungry, but at this moment, he can no longer take care of these physiological needs and is urgently looking for some key information.
Finally, he found it and dug out a whole box of cardboard. It was full of various land deeds and stamped documents.
"Parker! Parker!"
After calling out the name of the manager of the villa several times but getting no response, Siqin finally remembered that he had just asked Parker to lead people to cooperate with the Police Bureau to launch a rescue operation, and now he was not in the villa at all.
At this time, Ms. Merriggy opened the door and came in, bringing him warm milk and fluffy biscuits.
"Have something to eat, Mr. Sitchin...you are our master now."
Under the candlelight, Siqin looked at Ms. Merrige's face.
The pendulum on the wall had jumped to one o'clock exactly at midnight, leaving him little time.
Xiqin said quickly.
"I want you to arrange immediately to send a telegram to the Western Continent."
Ms. Merrige was slightly startled after hearing this. She had never done such foreign affairs before, and she didn't understand the process of sending a telegram.
Parker was not with Siqin, so Siqin could only give instructions to the nearest servant.
"To send the telegram to the Western Continent, you have to go to the 'Flower Tower' in the harbor. It is run by Blood Rose. You don't need to say anything to those believers. You just need to pay them the contents of the telegram and the commission fee."
A simple instruction seemed very easy to Siqin, but for a house servant like Merigi who had never been exposed to telegrams, it was a difficult task.
And just as she was in trouble, another voice sounded from outside the study door.
"Mr. Xiqin, I can complete your commission. After all, I have written letters to distant relatives in the Western Continent."
The person who spoke was the maid Uma who had been guarding the door. She heard the conversation between the two in the room and knew that the head maid was not good at handling such foreign affairs.
Siqin didn't hesitate and called Uma in directly and continued to give her instructions about the telegram.
"Remember, you must go to the Flower Tower to send this letter in person, do not entrust it to the telegraph office. This is related to the safety of Mrs. Shasa..."
As he spoke, Xiqin's eyes swayed, and he knew very well in his heart that this was actually a deal with that "Mr. Yi".
"Okay, sir..." Uma directly changed her address to Siqin. After waiting for a moment, she took the envelope that Siqin had just written. "Who do you want to send this telegram to?"
Xiqin paused and gently touched the thick stack of land deeds with his hand.
"Queen Victoria..."
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Boom!
Thunder exploded, a storm hit, and the pouring rain instantly covered every corner of the quarry.
The water that gathered into a stream poured into the dug drainage canal and surged violently toward the lower areas.
Under the heavy rain, a naked baby crawled on the ground in pain.
Although his body was small, his speed was extremely fast. It didn't take long for him to rush into the dense forest next to him.
And right behind him, a group of uniformed agents were surrounding him.
The baby was injured, and his blood mixed with the rainwater and flowed, which was equivalent to telling the pursuers the direction of his escape.
As soon as he ran into the jungle, the baby grabbed the handle of the dagger with both hands and pulled it out despite the severe pain.
Blood spurted out, and the baby let out a slight groan, but didn't even cry out.
He clasped his hands together and muttered something.
"If I do not commit adultery, my material body will not be destroyed..."
As his voice fell, the wound healed rapidly at a speed visible to the naked eye.
Seeing that this guy was about to return to his original good state, but at this moment, the long and lingering call from before came again.
"Saliwan Muh!"
call!
As soon as the other party called out Sullivan's name, a large black net fell from the sky the next second, directly covering Sullivan's whole body, completely trapping him.
The four corners of the black net are entangled with stones, making it difficult to break free in a short time.
Sullivan was swinging his limbs, struggling, and yelling curses.
Following his curse, Victor pushed aside a bush and saw the trapped baby.
At the same time, Sullivan also saw him.
The two sides looked at each other under the heavy rain.
"It turns out that the Anti-Suppression Department not only sent you here, but also other seers!"
Sullivan's voice was so loud that it could be heard clearly despite the rain and thunder.
Victor took the umbrella handed to him by his companion and sneered: "I suffered a big loss once in my life, so when making plans, I learned to go beyond the plan and make more arrangements to be prepared..."
Sullivan kicked his legs twice, looked at the black net that covered him and said: "Secret Transmission of Flesh Phase Two - 'Messenger'! Disgusting ability... Guys who study this invisible technique like to hide.
Carry out a sneak attack in the dark!"
"You're wrong. I've been watching you from a high place..." Immediately after Sullivan complained, a frivolous-looking man appeared behind him.
The visitor was holding a dark blue umbrella, and his skin looked whiter under the illumination of a hand-held oil lamp.
He has a slender face, slightly raised eyebrows, a bunch of high-raised hair on his head, and his upper and lower body are in tight-fitting clothes, making him bold and individual.
This person is exactly the one Victor met in the data room - the "Elite Agent No. 13" who stole the data.
"A messenger can not only deliver letters to others, but also deliver a murder weapon into the other person's heart..."
No. 13 lowered his head slightly and looked coldly at the restrained Sullivan.
"It's just that the shot just missed went wrong. You're lucky, Saliwan Muh. I aimed the dagger at your heart."
Faced with the siege, Sullivan still did not show a desperate expression. Instead, he mocked: "Because I kept the commandment not to steal, I was able to survive the desperate situation."
This chapter is not over yet, please click on the next page to continue reading! After saying that, he clasped his hands together: "And now, my material body will not be destroyed, and you will never be able to hurt me, forever..."
No. 13 didn't care at all and said coldly: "We don't necessarily want to hurt you, you are just a mouse caught in the net now."
Sullivan immediately made a sarcastic voice: "It's a pity that you have already broken the law of killing me. As long as I change the law..."
Halfway through, he suddenly clapped his hands and said, "If I don't kill, I will be young again!"
Hearing this curse, Victor suddenly thought of his lost life, and couldn't help but shrink to the side, and then looked at No. 13.
However, No. 13 remained unmoved and did not age instantly like Victor.
"How can it be?"
Sullivan couldn't believe it.
"You obviously killed me, why didn't you suffer a backlash..."
After saying that, he looked behind No. 13 as if he had expected something.
Sure enough, a mysterious figure appeared from there.
"Keepers of the precepts need to abide by the five major precepts of the church, which are: no killing, no adultery, no stealing, no telling lies, no drinking... Each precept contains the blessing of an invisible skill. The keeper of the precepts is
You can only obtain one of them at the same time, and if you break the precept, you will suffer a backlash that is opposite to the blessing ability..."
"When he uses his ability as a precept keeper, in addition to abiding by it himself, he can also require others to abide by it. Others who break the precept will also suffer backlash, but observing the precept cannot obtain blessings..."
The person speaking was a man Victor had never seen before.
He has been following behind Agent No. 13 and has just appeared now. He is wearing an khaki jacket with an unusual style and no buttons. He is under thirty years old.
He was not wearing a hat and did not hide his shaved head.
"Sallyvan Much, you may not know me, but I know you. Let me introduce myself! My name is Gan Vanino. I was the 'executor' of the temple at the time and a part-time elite agent of the Department of Defense and Suppression.
Number 25, the second seer of secret transmission who is of the same stone nature as you..."
As the man spoke, Sullivan became extremely nervous.
He didn't allow the bald man to finish his words, and immediately exerted the power of "Saint" on everyone present.
Just before a large number of people were about to be attacked, Gan also used his second secret ability.
Two identical secret messages started a confrontation.
One side creates fantasies, the other suppresses fantasies, and the two cancel each other out. As a result, no one is swallowed up by their own desires and has a delirium reaction.
However, because Gan was only at the second level, his ability to resist Sullivan was a little difficult, and sweat was already pouring from his forehead.
But at this moment, Gan's body swayed, and he suddenly took out a wooden square prop from behind and threw it towards Sullivan's face.
"This is the order to break the commandments of the temple! It can inhibit the ability of the commandment keeper. He can no longer ask others to follow the commandments! Everyone, do it quickly!"
