Demon Sage

The angle of view of the black-and-white photo is a little slanted. The photographer seems to be squatting behind a wall to take the shot. Donald rotates the photo to adjust to a normal angle of view.

Under a crescent moon, a monster with a height of two meters or more was standing on the stepped platform next to the river, with both hands… it should be said that it was a strange pair of claws. The personal restraint was in midair, and the shot was taken to capture the state of the liquid flowing down the person’s feet.

Donald carefully observed every detail in the photo, he had seen too many rumors about seems right but actually isn’t in his previous life, the water monster in the pond, the savage in the rack , those who find people speaking of which are very serious, it is hard to tell the truth from the false.

So is there any technology for photo falsification in this era?

Under the premise that demons do exist, should the existence of these monsters be taken for granted?

“In 1808 of the imperial calendar, several floating corpses appeared in the urban river of Preston, North Hackshire. The case had an extremely bad social impact, and the Preston Police Department was ordered to solve the case within five days.”

Sherlock appeared behind him, and the sudden sound of a sound surprised Donald, who was focused, showing his existence. After that, Sherlock continued:

“Three days later, the case was solved. The murderer was a gang of thugs. They were looking for a target next to the city’s river, and beat the target to death with weapons such as iron rods and hammers. Immediately after that, they were thrown into the river, disguised as the phenomenon of monster murder, in an attempt to obscure the public’s sight.”

“Then this photo?”

“I got it from a special channel The photos, the clearest photos are said to have been bought and collected by a rich man, there is no doubt about the authenticity, the monster in the photos does exist, as for the external remarks will be changed, it’s just that the government doesn’t want the public to contact this thing.”

Take the photo from Donald’s hand and put it back into the file bag, then picked up a file bag next to it, and pointed to a paragraph of text on it:

“The case of shredding the corpse on the roof, The deceased was found in the attic of an abandoned house. All the doors and windows of the house were tightly locked. Only one skylight on the top floor was open. The five-meter-high mud wall showed no signs of any tools clinging to it. A dead body dragged to the roof skylight and then shredded on the roof?”

From beginning to end, Donald stood by the table watching Sherlock pick up and put down the documents, a total of Nearly ten cases, the scattered data on this table are all special cases, and none of the cases in his description is not surprising, either the way of committing the crime is beyond human ability, or some special traces found in the case detection are fascinating.

“Have these cases been committed again?”

“en? Shouldn’t you be asking why I have to be full to collect information on these cases? This is all The cases that have been concluded are the earliest ones that happened more than ten years ago.”

Looking towards Donald with great interest, this assistant seems to have a different focus from ordinary people, which caused Sherlock of curiosity.

“You should collect information on these special cases to prove the existence of monsters like the one in this photo. If the police department just prevaricates the case with excuses, and these monsters do exist, they don’t. The reason is not to continue the crime.”

Donald thought that Sherlock was dissatisfied with the perfunctory attitude of the police department to collect data, and continued on the principle that the Boss is God.

“You underestimate the police station in Preston City and the special forces that guard the city. They are far more powerful than the ordinary person imagined. These cases are only carried out after they have been solved. The truth is covered up.”

“Then you still…”

“What are you still collecting these case materials for? It’s a secret, I won’t answer you.”

Smack your lips, what else can Donald say, Boss is happy.

Supporting the desk with one hand, Sherlock handed over the contract between the two parties. Donald had no idea of asking. He was not interested in these so-called supernatural special cases. After all, what was happening to him was comparable to these. It’s not the little bit that is serious about things that have long ended.

powerless to defend himself, there is no time to take care of others.

The contract simply lists the job content and salary issues. The most important thing is the three precautions at the end of the contract.

1. Do not enter the second floor area without the permission of the employer.

2. Do not disclose any information in the firm to others (including the employer’s family) without the employer’s permission.

3. During the period of working outside, take the employer’s instruction as the first action criterion, and prohibit any private action.

“If you have no opinion, then sign below, and the work will start tomorrow, and declare in advance that this contract is entirely of your own accord. I will give you a weekly salary of 1 gold pound, and the work you will be asked to do is It fits this price.”

“What if there is a job content that exceeds this 1 pound?”

Pointing to the file bag on the table next to her, Sherlock, a private In Donald’s eyes, the detective was somehow not doing his job properly, and he always felt that in the future, Sherlock would be involved in some strange incident because of Sherlock’s hobby on this kind of special case.

“Add money.”

With raised eyebrows, a simple and effective answer, Donald signed his name on the contract without the slightest hesitation.

It’s nice to be rich!

“I’ll go first, see you tomorrow morning.”

After signing the contract, Donald can’t wait to leave, he still has a lot to do.

“Please, it’s your rest time, remember to close the door when you go out.”

Sherlock sat cross-legged on the sofa beside the road, raised his chin slightly, and put his hands together Close your eyes on your lap and stop communicating with Donald.

Leaving the Swift Detective Agency, it was only 12:00, Donald found a restaurant on Gesang Street, ordered a noodle, and reached out to pick up the book wrapped in parchment in the cloth bag, and was about to take it out. When I put it back, I took out a June 13 newspaper instead.

Things that were valued by the predecessors who had joined the cult at that time were rewarded with a summon array. No matter how you think about it, it will not be normal, so the standard Donald looked for in the newspaper is very simple: robbery , stealing, kidnapping…

It’s always right to find something bad.

However, Donald didn’t expect that he underestimated the crime rate of this era. On June 13th alone, there were three thefts recorded in the newspapers, and one of them was injured. In addition, there was a case of robbery and murder in Chengdong District, but a closer look found that the deceased died two days ago, so it should have nothing to do with Donald.

“Looking like this is like finding a needle in a haystack. There are so many reports in the newspapers. What if the actions at the time were sufficiently secretive, or the incident was not reported for other reasons?”

It wasn’t until he actually started to do it that Donald realized that things were not as simple as he thought.

It’s too difficult to figure out what happened at that time just based on an important thing in the diary and a vague date.

Lunch was put on the table, a simple plate of noodles, just sprinkled with some powder and sauce.

The next second he entered, Donald began to miss the white rice and the shredded pork noodle soup he had left over, and he didn’t know if there was this thing in this era.

The light in front of the table dimmed, and someone took the seat in front of him. Donald remembered that the tables around him were empty when he came in. He looked up and saw an acquaintance.

“Donald, your ceremony, did you succeed?”

The visitor asked the Demon Descension Ceremony impatiently. He knew that Donald had prepared this array some time ago.

“Ronan, what about you? Have you succeeded?”

Yes, the person in front of me is the one who introduced Donald to the cult, Ronan!

Having appeared in a dream before, now he looks extremely haggard, with deep eye bags and pus-filled pimples on his face proving that he may have not had a real rest for a while.

Simple observation, Donald didn’t answer him immediately, this was to buy time to think.

“I…I haven’t tried it yet, you know, it’s sad what happened to Roy some time ago, he can’t take the gift of God, it’s a shame…”

According to the content of the dream, Ronan mentioned the reward at that time, and the predecessor obtained the magic array. Not surprisingly, Ronan also obtained this ceremony array. Let’s talk about the results.

This Roy is probably one of the losers, so write down this name.

“I succeeded, you can rest assured to give it a try, after all, you have been preparing for so long, haven’t you?”

Donald put down the iron fork in his hand and dipped it in the sauce The noodles are far away from his nose. He wants to confirm one thing. The bad smell he smells comes from Ronan.

Like the previous self, this person is also preparing for Demon Descension Ceremony.

Are you really successful? The Demon Descension Ceremony in the sewers doesn’t look like some form of gift, but Donald can’t say he failed because he’s still alive, alive with nothing, there are only two possibilities, or he hasn’t Do Demon Descension Ceremony, or he’s already made it.

And only tell Ronan that he is successful, he will reveal some key information, just like we like to ask some experienced people some professional questions, not that we don’t know, just want to learn from others Gaining self-confidence from the experience of this kind of life, Ronan hopes that someone can give him advice.

“You succeeded? What abilities did you acquire, please, tell me, the past few days I’ve been driven crazy, the 4 of us, Roy and Jos, couldn’t take it God’s gift, it stands to reason that I shouldn’t do this kind of attempt again, but I can’t help it, the reward we have spent so long and hard to get… In fact, if I hadn’t passed this restaurant today and saw it You, I’m going to fight in a few days.”

Hearing Donald’s success, Ronan’s eyes could not hide the envy and yearning.

God’s gift…