The Plague Knight is dead.
Died by the Templar's Sword of Light.
But the plague is still alive.
interesting.
Zhou Li chuckled in his heart. Sure enough, things were not that simple.
"I'm glad the Templars were able to kill this monster."
On the surface, Zhou Li still looked pleased and said with admiration: "As expected of the Templars, they are really a group of heroes."
Uh-huh.
Putting three cups of black tea on the table, Eluma, who had just sat down, suddenly looked strange when she heard Zhou Li's praise. Because the last time Zhou Li used this sentence pattern to praise Magnum III, his blood pressure was almost high enough to hit the construction site.
But Zhou Li did not continue speaking as expected, but changed the topic:
"I will go to the appointment on time tomorrow afternoon. By the way, now that the epidemic has improved, can Jordan be open to the outside world now?"
"Sorry, still not possible."
Molly took the black tea and said with a hint of regret: "The plague still exists, but the source has been eliminated. According to official estimates, Jordan will not be able to conduct its first external traffic until two months at the earliest."
"It's okay, I'm just asking out of curiosity."
Zhou Li has no regrets. After all, according to the current development, the plague is likely to be the beginning. Jordan will soon usher in a disaster that is even more terrifying than the plague.
"Tomorrow at three o'clock in the afternoon, I will greet you two in front of the tower."
Putting down the empty tea cup, Molly said hello to Zhou Li, then faced Eluma and said with a smile: "Thank you for the black tea, it is very delicious."
"Thank you for the compliment~"
Eluma smiled and accepted Molly's appreciation. During these boring days, besides reading, she was studying how to make tea and how to make tea taste like milk. Just when Zhou Li was happy that she was going to develop milk tea and become a business wizard, Eluma had already invented milk-flavored iced tea, which almost prevented Zhou Li from passing away.
"Then I won't bother you."
Molly stood up, saluted, and then left Zhou Li's detective agency. Zhou Li sent Molly off, which was not far away.
Back in the living room, Zhou Li looked at the photo of the death of the Plague Knight on the table and fell into deep thought. Obviously, whether it was Gerost or the thing claiming to be the Gospel, their predictions of this disaster were still too optimistic. In other words, they did not consider the person who caused the disaster.
If it were simply a gospel awakening, then killing the Plague Knight would definitely be the way to go. But the problem now is that if the thing written on the white paper is really the Gospel, then the main enemy now is not it. The manipulator behind the scenes is the core of solving the problem.
"Crazy, weird, mentally ill."
Zhou Li thought of the words left in the Gospel, which were the words he used to describe the manipulator. To be able to make a being with a thousand kinds of weirdness express such emotion, this controller seems to be a pure-bred madman.
"The message it leaves behind is still useful."
Zhou Li closed his eyes and whispered to Eluma beside him: "Madman, weirdo, and psychotic. The commonality of these three adjectives is that they cannot be understood with common sense. To make the Gospels so frightening, this person's abnormality should have already It’s reached an extreme.”
"Are we going to a mental hospital?"
Facing Eluma's suggestion, Zhou Li thought for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, it's useless."
"Extremely crazy people are often geniuses. They can perfectly control their emotions and the way they appear to the outside world. Believe it or not, if this manipulator was really in Jordan, you wouldn't feel the same if you passed him by. Any abnormality. He will be more normal than normal, more than..."
Wait a moment!
Zhou Li suddenly sat upright and looked at the white wall in front of him with concentration, as if it contained the answer he wanted.
"Almost."
A glimmer of light flashed in Zhou Li's eyes. He slumped back and murmured to himself: "It was almost, I seemed to have touched it."
All he needs is evidence. As long as he finds the evidence, he can catch him directly.
well?
Zhou Li was suddenly stunned for a moment, and he found that he seemed to have fallen into some misunderstanding.
Evidence, why do I need evidence?
I am a brave man!
"Ah."
With a sneer, Zhou Li picked up the tea cup, black mist billowing in his eyes, and murderous intent gradually rising. He took a sip of black tea and snorted coldly.
"Eluma!! What is this?!"
"Lard residue black tea, I learned it when I talked to Ms. Molly last time."
Eluma took a sip of her honey black tea, tilted her head, and asked innocently like a deer: "What's wrong? Doesn't it taste good?"
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The tallest tower in Jordan, also known as "Jordan Tower".
Yes, you shouldn't expect anything from the naming talents of these old Anglo-Southerners. The naming ability of this group of people is the same as their cooking ability. Fish and chips are called set meals separately, fish and chips put together, and stargazing when spread together.
The Jordan Tower has a total of thirty-four floors. The thirteenth floor where the Jordan Evening News is located is a prime location, and every inch of land is precious. Looking up, the entire building is in the shape of a trapezoid. At the top is a demigod-level magic stone that is constantly rotating, providing all the power needed for a building.
"Tsk, tsk, what a nice building."
Looking at this building that appeared in a certain famous detective movie, Zhou Li sighed with emotion: "If this explodes, Magnum III will probably see it."
"unable."
Eluma on the side shook her head and said firmly: "There are Muqi Mountains in the middle, so we can't see it."
"Tear me down."
Zhou Li, who gave Eluma a shock and shook his head with a smile, asked Eluma to take his arm and start walking towards the tower.
There is no standard front desk girl bullying others, nor is there a shameful and arrogant door security guard. As a guest personally welcomed by the reporter of Jordan Evening News, the security guard of Jordan Tower just lit two whips at the door to celebrate.
"Welcome, Detective Folds."
Wearing a crisp suit, his gray hair was neatly combed, and he wore single-frame glasses, he bowed slightly and said politely: "Miss Molly is building a place on the thirteenth floor and is waiting for your arrival at any time."
"OK."
Zhou Li nodded and followed his instructions and took the magic elevator to the thirteenth floor. When the elevator door slowly opened, a huge space like a square in the center of a circle appeared in front of them.
"Where is the force field mage? Where is your gravity position? Pay attention to my gestures when Wuhen ascends and descends. Don't reverse the direction of gravity like last time."
"Light Mage, there's something wrong with the lighting!"
"Wind elementalist, you must be well served by your elements. If there is a wind problem at the show later, I will hang you on a pole to dry!"
"Where is the Demon Eye Warrior? Make sure there is no problem with the connection between you and the machine. Keep your eyes open during the live broadcast and don't miss any details!"
Looking at the grumpy Molly in a women's suit in the venue, Zhou Li and Eluma fell silent.
Didn't it come at the wrong time?
