"Sure enough, Uncle Jack also told Sister Miller that. I clearly remember that at the end of my consciousness, I found out the murderer, but when it suddenly went dark, my consciousness fell into darkness."

"My consciousness also went dark, and then I came back here when I woke up."

Miller touched his aching head, and it was precisely because he remembered it clearly that he wondered why there was an extra explanation about the Clown King.

"By the way, Xiaolin, are you still investigating the case?"

Miller didn't forget that their purpose was to come to Special District L to investigate the disappearance of women. Now it seems that the fog in this case is really too numerous to count.

After drifting through Special Zone L, and from the conversation with Kerry on the 2nd, it is more or less clear that the residents of the entire Special Zone L are heretics.

"Ah, about this matter, Uncle Jack said that we should go back tomorrow. The entrustment was originally a trap for the other party to lure me. The other party's target was me, and it caused Miss Miller to suffer...I'm really sorry .”

"Don't tell me that."

"I'm still sorry for Miss Miller."

With tears in Lin's eyes, she lowered her head apologetically.

What happened this time also showed that there was a day when she was targeted by malice. This misjudgment almost caused the young lady who had a good relationship to be offered as a sacrifice accidentally.

The Reaper Cult wanted to summon the Reaper, but the steps from the sacrifice were wrong.

There is definitely no way to summon the lion-headed god of death that can only be specially summoned through the high-level summoning of the sacrifice.

It's not like gathering a pair of hands and feet, and the head can achieve the victory condition. In reality, it's not that easy.

"Xiao Lin, I originally wanted to participate this time, and it has nothing to do with you."

Miller straightened his face and said angrily to the girl who lowered her head.

It was precisely out of concern for this little detective that he decided to go together. In the end, he was so negligent in the process.

Instead, let the object of his gnashing of teeth help.

"I'm a little worried about Brother Al."

"Worried about what he is doing, and the next thing is not something we can participate in."

Miller said angrily.

Before meeting Combatant No. 2, although the battle with the chief cadre of the evil organization was a one-sided fiasco, Miller was still a little arrogant at the time.

At least they easily have the ability to rival modern chariots. Although the goblins limit the lethality of the holy girl, Miller can understand that the power in his hand can be used to protect important people.

It's just that after meeting Combatant No. 2, she began to suffer infinitely.

Being teased again, and being treated like that again.

In the end, even the guardian stone was 'cheat' away by the other party.

Yes, Miller thought that the threat of No. 2 was just a deception. Although it also sounded the alarm for them, the method was too disgraceful.

This incident stimulated Miller again at the same time.

After the sound of 'click', night fell, Combatant No. 2 ran out of the stronghold with several others.

The monster landed suddenly.

Accompanied by violent vibrations, and a roar that shook the entire space.

She was deeply afraid.

The moment they saw the monster, they instinctively understood that they were no match for such a monster, and the same was true for using the guardian stone.

"We can't participate."

The extra words of the Clown King in the memory also clearly stated that the next action is the work of the evil organization, not what they, the little girls who want to play justice games, have to face.

The duty of the saint girl is to protect the city and eliminate monsters.

For their ultra vires behavior this time, the Clown King criticized them in the passage implanted in their memory.

"Ahh-"

The more Miller organizes the information in his memory, he will find that the Clown King has criticized many places.

For example, she blamed her for frequently reading her mother's sensual novels recently.

"Woooo..."

In that piece of information, the stern image of the Clown King was shown. Although it was different from the gentleness of the "Uncle Jack" they knew privately, this kind of sternness belonged to the concern of the elders for the mischievous juniors.

Not only a little happy, but also a little unwilling.

Embracing their heads to accept the message conveyed by the Clown King, the two of course understand that this incident must be kept secret.

There is no reason to tamper with their memories, because if their memories are tampered with, they will foolishly break into quite troublesome events next time.

When it comes to the constitution that is prone to getting involved in troublesome things, the evil organization already has one, and adding another one will not add or subtract the effect.

"We... seem too weak."

"Although I'm worried about Brother Al, there's really nothing we can do next."

For those of the Mafia, and survivors of the cult, the Clown King deliberately conceals the existence of the Otherworld.

Naturally, the two whose memories have not been tampered with, the Clown King also hopes that the two of them can keep a secret.

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