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29. Or forget it?

As soon as Gallo returned to the church, he found that the old bishop was feeding the little milk cat with mashed potatoes, and several small fur balls were surrounding his feet, meowing and spinning around.

Gallo felt a little strange and couldn't help but ask:

"When I feed them potatoes, they all hate them and refuse to eat them. Why are they so obedient when you feed them instead?"

As he spoke, he bent down to pick one up from the ground, held it up to his cheek, and rubbed it hard.

"Because all you feed is potato skins..."

The old bishop fed the little cat the remaining mashed potatoes mixed with goat's milk, and then asked:

"Why did you come back so soon? Did something go wrong at work?"

"I have a small problem... I need your help in divination."

Gallo stretched out his hand and pinched a small gap with his index finger and thumb.

The old bishop's expression condensed, and he realized that this problem might not be as trivial as he suggested...

Gallo then told what happened.

The old bishop immediately frowned, took off the little kitten that was hanging on his clothes, and said seriously:

"This thing sounds a little strange..."

"It stands to reason that the person who can get the Sheriff, the Tax Collector, and the Fire Department to come together to cause trouble must be the kind of big shot with great hands and eyes and extensive connections. This kind of person, even if he is interested in the income from that order, there are many ways to do it.

Why would you resort to such clumsy means?”

After being reminded by him, Jialuo also reacted and immediately slapped his hands and said:

"No wonder I felt something was wrong before, but I only realized it after hearing what you said!"

"Oh, I'm really ashamed that a person like me, who has always been very wise, would miss such a simple doubt..."

"It seems that I was blinded by this salary..."

The old bishop was dumbfounded when he heard this, and quickly asked:

"Then what are you going to do? Or what are you going to divine?"

"Can we find out who is behind these people?"

"I can try..."

As the old bishop spoke, he set up a divination formation on the table and kept asking various questions.

But after he struggled for a long time, the petals scattered and fell in all directions, unable to form a concrete shape at all.

"It actually failed?"

"I'll try another way..."

The old bishop frowned and thought for a while, then bent down and picked up a little kitten, placed it on the map of the Innocence City, and muttered something.

As a result, the little cat stamped on the map randomly, leaving a series of messy cat claw marks.

The old bishop stared at the plum blossom-like cat paw prints for a long time, and finally shook his head, still unable to interpret the result.

"It still doesn't work... Why don't you give it a try?"

The old bishop suggested.

Gallo quickly imitated his method and put the little milk cat on the map.

As a result, this little fur ball kept rolling around on the map and acted cute, and almost broke the only map in the house.

"It seems that it really doesn't work. After all, divination is not a panacea, and the results and answers cannot be obtained every time."

The old bishop said helplessly, rubbed his chin again, and muttered in a low voice:

"Could it be that the divination was interfered with?"

"Ah? How is that possible? Your divination can also be interfered with?"

Although divination is very convenient to use, it is also easy to be interfered with. Various legal professions or clergy have more or less anti-divination abilities, which is enough to deal with ordinary fortune-tellers.

Divination cannot give meaningful answers.

But the old bishop is different...

In Gallo's impression, he was very good at divination, and his results were always accurate and never interfered with.

This once made Gallo very envious.

"I also find it very strange. If you want to interfere with my divination, you have to at least... wait!"

"Perhaps this is really possible?"

The old bishop murmured to himself in a low voice, thought for a long time, and finally surmised:

"Either the mastermind behind the scenes is really powerful, or this matter is related to a cult..."

Gallo couldn't help but be slightly stunned.

In a religious holy place like the Innocence City, various orthodox religions have great momentum. Most of the residents in the city are also Orthodox Christians. The survival space of cults is very small, and they can basically only operate in the nearby countryside.

Moreover, the Innocence City is also a so-called holy place for many sects, which is an area that will be watched by the gods, which makes it more difficult for cults to survive.

What's more, there are righteous people like Gallo, so the cult can basically just survive in an ignoble way.

But this matter involves various officials of the Innocence City, which is far beyond the capabilities of the cult.

Of course the old bishop was also aware of these situations, and finally concluded:

"Perhaps some big shot really took a fancy to that order?"

"To attack a real big shot and to attack a character like Baron House, the dangers you need to face are obviously different, and the consequences that will follow are also incalculable."

"Why don't we just forget it?"

The old bishop advised with earnest words.

Gallo shook his head decisively and said seriously:

"Can't count!"

"I have no intention of getting involved in their business disputes. I just want to quietly save money to rent a new church, but they insist on hindering my faith..."

"You can't blame me for this, they forced me!"

"I'm going to visit the tax collector tonight. Can you help me divine his address?"

"Oh~ I knew it would be like this..."

The old bishop sighed helplessly, picked up the divination tools again, and reminded:

"In short, the situation may be different this time, so you must be more careful."

At night, Gallo changed into his hard-hitting outfit, opened the window, and whistled.

The eyes of Amiya, the demon doll parked in the backyard, suddenly glowed with a dark red light, and it moved and came under his window.

Gallo jumped down, landed on Amiya's shoulders, and ordered in a low voice:

"Amiya, transform! Attack!"

"Drive~drive~"

The golem then carried him on its back and headed towards the tax collector's apartment.

Gallo has performed two sets of blessings on this golem, which can be replaced according to his needs.

During the day, in the eyes of others, it is a strong little donkey. It walks slowly and leisurely, not very fast.

At night, it will remove its disguise and reveal its true face - a tall devil with blue and white colors and a wooden apron. It walks as quietly as a little milk cat and runs very fast.

, can ride freely on deserted streets.

It only took Gallo half an hour to reach his destination.

He jumped off the demon doll and told it to go to the flower stand on the roadside to find some flowers and grass to eat, and then quietly sneaked into the apartment.

Somewhat unexpectedly, the tax officer was still awake at this hour and was still working hard.


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