Battle of the Twin Cities: The Ninth Councilor

Chapter 75 Golden Demon
"You said that on the way back with Hakim, you saw a sand bandit attacking a group of people from a distance. The group that was attacked belonged to a certain family in Piltover?"

Piltover Law Enforcement Bureau, in Marcos' office, Hank went back to wash off the dust and came back to tell Marcos what he had seen and heard along the way.

"Yes sir, although the distance is relatively far, I can't see the true face of the attacked person, but from the general style of clothing, I can recognize that it is indeed a nobleman from Piltover." Hanke said: "At that time, I was taking Hakim, so there is no way to go to the rescue, but to observe secretly from a distance, which violates the mission of Piltover's law enforcement officer, and I am willing to accept the punishment."

As a law enforcement officer in Piltover, his duty is to protect the lives and property of the citizens. Hank's behavior of standing idly by when the nobles of Piltover were attacked did violate the terms of the law enforcement officer's code.

According to the regulations, Marcos should directly deprive Hank of his status as a law enforcement officer, and depending on the severity of the circumstances, Hank may still be sent to the parliamentary court for trial.

"How was the strength of the two sides compared at that time?"

Marcus knocked on the table and asked a question.

"There are more Sand Pirates, but there are more masters on the side of the nobles in Picheng, and they fought evenly at first." Hanke recalled carefully and replied: "But then a master with good marksmanship emerged from the Sand Pirates group. The subordinates brought down many subordinates of the nobles in Picheng. Fortunately, those guards were brave enough to send the most important one out and escaped successfully."

escaped?
Marcus's heart moved. Could this group of nobles in Piltover be the head of Patriarch Renn Fellowos on the return journey?
"Sir..." Hank hesitated for a moment, then continued: "After the nobleman in Piltover was wounded and fled, the sand bandits quickly wiped out all the people left behind, looted and left.

At first, I thought it was a conflict aimed at plundering wealth, but the marksman at that time did not follow the Sand Bandit, but chased after the traces left by the nobleman of Piltover.

Before leaving...he did a very weird and cruel thing, like some kind of ritual. "

"What ceremony?"

Marcus's heart skipped a beat, and a not-so-good idea popped into his mind.

"I was worried that Hakeem couldn't stand that kind of scene, so I went over to take a look..." Hank's face turned pale, and it seemed that he was a little scared when he recalled the scene now: "The man used the dead man's body before he left. The limbs and internal organs form a pattern of a flower, a coquettish, bloody, weird flower of death!"

"flower?!"

Marcus stood up suddenly, and the prediction in his mind was confirmed, which made him feel a little bit at a loss for a while.

There is only one character in the League of Legends who has this hobby. Although this person is just a mortal, it has caused many famous boss-level existences a headache.

He is insidious, cunning, and his anti-reconnaissance methods are superb. Once a legendary master led several apprentices who later became heroes to track him down for several years before he was lucky enough to capture him.

He was cruel and bloody, and the corpses of the victims who died in his hands were in a state of blooming flowers, and this kind of killing was called "art" by him.

He is a crazy 'artist', and his works are cruel murders one after another!
In the early days, he had a well-known nickname in Ionia: Golden Devil!
And later, others called him: Playing life master!
Playwright - Kada Jhin!

"Why is he in Piltover now?"

Feeling anxious, Marcuston stepped out from behind his desk, pacing slowly and repeatedly.

As one of the few pure villains in the League of Legends, the strength of the playman is beyond doubt. Even if Marcus, who is familiar with the background of most heroes, confronts him, he can't guarantee that he can please him.

In the background, Jhin was captured by the Kushuo Master of the Ionian Balance Sect, and later because of the war or some other reasons, the Kushuo Master secretly released him.

In the end, after going through several twists and turns, Jhin came to Zaan, one of the twin cities, and committed many brutal murders.

In the end, he provoked the largest Phiros family in Piltover, and the reformed Qinggang Ying chased him back to Ionia.

But that was after Qinggang Ying was transformed, and even Stevan was dead for how many years. Now that Qinggang Ying has been transformed, the Philos family has not even managed the artificial Hex crystal. Well, why did the life master come to Shuangcheng?

Marcus's mind is in a mess, and he didn't play in the original play!

Do you want to play like this? !

You will be punished for messing up the timeline like this!
Marcus paced back and forth for a long time, and gradually calmed down. He knew that the background stories of some heroes he had read in the past were no longer reliable, and he didn't know what outrageous things would happen in the future. He had to be mentally prepared!
Snapped!
Marcus stood still, and already had a countermeasure: "Notify the other deputy directors... Forget it, I'll go and talk to Nigtim myself."

With that said, he quickly walked out of the office and went to the top of the Law Enforcement Bureau.

Hank helped close the door behind him, and then followed Marcos' footsteps.

The arrival of the fortune teller has become a foregone conclusion. Fortunately, Hank reported the incident to himself in advance, so that he may be able to take countermeasures before the other party commits the crime.

I will leave Zaun to Xierko to take care of his headaches, and he only needs to make arrangements here in Picheng, so that Jhin will not be able to take advantage of it.

Marcus's brain was spinning rapidly. The different environments of Pizu's two cities doomed Jhin to come here and move freely in Zaan. If he can control his range of activities, maybe his arrival will not only be a bad thing for him. bad thing.

On the contrary, it can be a great help for him to get Shirko?
……

At the same time, a grocery store in Dicheng that had been abandoned for many years finally entered a customer today.

This is a young man with an extremely ordinary appearance, and there is no special memory point to be seen from his appearance. Whether it is his plain expression or Furui Wubo's eyes, it seems to be declaring to others that this is a man who is too ordinary to be reborn. ordinary man.

His slender fingers slid across the counter, and the man watched as his fingertips wiped off a thick layer of black stains, which meant that the grocery store hadn't been cleaned for a long time.

He rubbed his fingers gently, and the stains on his fingertips gradually became lighter under this action, until finally there were almost no traces.

Scanning the grocery store, the shelves that were originally full of beautiful things have long been empty, and the valuable things have been swept away by others.

The things left in the store at this moment, except for some junk props that have been damaged and cannot be repaired, are some almost worthless sundries.

His gaze fell on the wall at the end of the counter. There was a wooden box hanging there. There were originally three places in it, but now two were empty.

And on the remaining position, hung a black and gray mask.

He took off the mask in the past, and gently wiped off the dust accumulated on it, revealing the true face of the mask.

It has a stone-like texture, a slender and long overall shape, and the corners of the mouth on both sides are raised up strangely, as if showing a weird and sinister smile.

Putting on the mask casually, the man didn't find anything that could arouse his interest in the grocery store, so he casually dropped a lotus-like thing and walked out of the store.

The store's signboard bears the vague name of the store: Benso.

(End of this chapter)