Tianjin people will never lose SAN

Chapter 338 The Two-Headed Ogre and Queen Wang Baochuan
The little genius brother and sister know this Calabash Brothers. When they lived with Saint Baran a few days ago, they put it in the living room on the first floor every day. Saint Baran said it was a fake invented by Nicholas.

Later the invention was lost and given to that...Prince Helama. Why is it here now?
Their logical thinking ability was already questionable, and they were missing a lot of key information, so they couldn't put the matter together for a while. They only knew that there was something wrong with the invention, and that the person who now had the invention was probably not a good person.

The two men glared at each other and squeezed into the stall.

Alvana and his two companions did not expect that Calabash Brothers would be so popular. They set up a stall just to hide their identities, but they did not expect that after the merchants and citizens squeezed into the venue, they were all very curious about Calabash Brothers.

People from the Western Continent had never seen this before, and they all came to ask about it. Alva could only cheer up and try his best to cope with the pain.

"Mr. Wordsworth, Mr. Wordsworth..."

After seeing the little genius brother and sister, Alva quickly nudged Wordsworth behind him with his elbow. Wordsworth, who had put a stool and sat behind Alva, had been talking in a low voice to the Father behind him through the curtain and had no intention of paying attention to the booth.

These small stalls at the expo are also divided into front and back. The front is a display cabinet, responsible for displaying their own inventions and devices. There is a curtain in the middle, and the back serves as a small warehouse or something.

Wordsworth's Father God, now known as Francis, is hiding behind the curtain.

Wordsworth turned his head! Wow! He saw the little genius brother and sister.

It was obvious at first glance that these two men were not ordinary people. They were wearing large white robes, with their arms crossed, and their brows were stern and their eyes were full of anger and no emotions. How come the inquisitors from the Saint's sect came directly here?

Hiss... Alva said vaguely before that the Saint's Faction might have already joined forces with the people from the Investigation Department... And they came here now?
"Mr. Francis, I have something to ask you to come out for a moment..."

Wordsworth felt guilty and quickly asked God the Father for help.

The genius brother and sister were sure that there was something wrong with the stall and thought, how dare the other party threaten Saint Balan? This is a provocation to our entire Saint's Sect. Although Mr. Marquette has left us a task, if we can take down the pagans who harbor evil intentions in one fell swoop, wouldn't we have made another contribution to the Holy See?

So the two of them were very motivated. If they hadn't taken the merchants and citizens around them into consideration, Haverson would have shouted "Watch out for the gun!"

"Two distinguished guests from the Holy Maiden Sect, are you interested in our inventions?" Alva continued to introduce them reluctantly.

"The Holy Maiden's compassion shines brightly on the earth. How do you know we are from the Holy Maiden sect?!"

Haversen felt that the man in front of him looked pale, weak, and sneaky, which was very suspicious.

Alva was full of questions. "Brother, you are wearing this white robe and you say a blessing before you speak. You are almost writing the words of the Saint's Sect on your forehead. Now you ask me how I know this..."

"Hey, if you are interested in this invention, I can explain it to you..."

Alva didn't want to bother with the idiot, so he could only continue talking.

"Wait, let me ask you first, did you research this invention? Where did you get it from!?"

When a scholar meets a soldier, Alva is speechless. He is also anxious. Even if you people from the Holy Maiden Sect find that I am suspicious, won’t you investigate secretly? What’s the point of questioning me in person?

"Gentlemen, this invention was indeed obtained by chance, but it has also been debugged by us. If you want to hear the specific story behind it, please come in and tell me. As for the specific principles of the invention, I cannot explain it to you in detail in public."

At this time, Francis came to the counter from the back. He calmly pointed behind the little genius brother and sister. The customers gathered in a circle, indeed with the intention of watching a show.

"Okay, are there only three people in your booth? Which workshop do you belong to?"

The genius siblings questioned as they walked around the counter and sat down.

As soon as the two of them sat down, Francis took out two booklets from behind the counter. There were some random things printed on them and he handed them over.

The little genius brother and sister were all focused on the booklet, and the next second they felt a tingling sensation at the back of their necks!

After all, the other party is a god, and if he really wants to plot against mortals personally, the little genius brother and sister can't see his movements clearly, and they are not even sure whether he can complete this operation with his current body structure.

"Gentlemen, the manual in your hands describes the specific principles of the invention in front of you. You can familiarize yourself with it first, and then we can discuss the price and intention of purchasing it."

Francis dragged and supported the two men and pushed them out.

The reason he dared to enter the expo today was that he had made sufficient preparations and his condition had recovered. Ordinary mystics or cult members had no room to resist him.

The genius brother and sister came in to cause trouble at the perfect time. He was just in need of two puppets to gather information for him. The Inquisitors of the Saint's Faction were definitely ideal targets for control.

It would take some time for his thorns to take effect, and leaving them behind the counter would attract unnecessary attention. He should push them out first and then control them for his own use later.

Haverson felt dizzy and like vomiting.

The flame of anger in my heart disappeared without a trace, and an illusion arose in my mind for no reason. It was a large, quiet and still lake with a faint mist floating on the water.

A huge creature seemed to be standing in the mist, staring at him. From the giant's eyes, he received a clear signal that the other party was a supreme creature that came from across the starry sky. His wisdom was as vast as...

"Brother, something is wrong. There was something wrong with that guy just now."

Roselis's voice penetrated the mist and struck Haversian's heart, pulling him out of the dreamlike illusion.

Only then did Haverson realize that he was still in the meeting room, sitting on a bench, and his sister was leaning next to him, their heads very close to each other.

The necklace that Bishop Bernard had given to his sister a few days ago was wrapped around both of their necks, tying them together.

Thanks to the fact that this necklace is thick and long enough, an ordinary thin necklace cannot achieve this.

Thanks to the special effects of the ancient relics, the two of them managed to maintain their sanity and were not controlled by the green decay.

Francis, who was still sitting in the backstage of the booth, was also wondering. He had just grabbed the silk thread that was pulling the two judges, but now he couldn't control them. It was like tying two huge rocks to the silk thread. The thread was still there, but he couldn't lift it!
The Inquisitor of the Saint's Sect... is so powerful... Francis' heart sank.

But the little genius brother and sister were not having a good time at this time. Their minds were sometimes clear and sometimes confused. They could no longer patrol and just sat on the bench in a daze.

The citizens around were all looking at them, wondering what these two young Saints were doing sitting on the chairs leaning against each other like conjoined twins...

……

"Carol, how are you doing?"

Somewhere in the venue, Marquette asked in a deep voice, fiddling with the keychain in his hand.

"boom!"

Carol slammed the door next to him to vent the anger that had accumulated in his heart:

"The time was too short. We only checked one-fifth of the items and didn't find the one with the problem."

“It doesn’t matter. Plan B is just a matter of luck. I still put the biggest bet on Lin Brown and Haverson.

Now you follow the original plan and find an inventor of some importance to move his steam machinery exhibit to the courtyard. I will control the timing. "

"Okay, wait a minute and catch that pagan. I'm going to beat him into a pig's head."

Carol clenched her fists so hard that they made crackling sounds.

"Don't worry, he can't run away."

Marquette patted Carroll on the shoulder and looked out at the crowded crowd in the venue. He was far less confident than he appeared.

Where is the heretic hiding who threatens the Investigation Department?
……

Brundtrang pulled his hat down and blended into the crowd.

Just as Lin Brown guessed, regardless of whether the Investigation Department handed over Ricky Baldwin or not, he was prepared to recite the spell. There were not enough people in the expo venue now, and the atmosphere in the venue would definitely reach a climax after Prince Andrew, who represented the royal family, spoke.

I will chant the spell at that time and start the forbidden ceremony.

Beside his master, through the infinite and profound knowledge, Brundtrang saw chaos and destruction. When everything fell silent, new fires would be ignited again.

Of course, he also longed to find Ricky Baldwin. He still had a lot of accounts to settle with him. If he could get rid of Ricky first and then start the forbidden ceremony, it would be the perfect result.

It’s just that... that coward seemed to have disguised himself and hidden himself. I walked around the venue several times but didn’t see him.

As he walked, he saw the little genius brother and sister. When Marcus controlled the body, he had broken into Millie Tang's villa, and he had seen these two people there.

So... Ricky was indeed mixed in with the crowd at the venue.

Brundtrang didn't know how to change his appearance, so he could only raise the collar of his windbreaker and lower his hat to prevent people from seeing his facial features.

He searched for Ricky at each booth, with the little genius brother and sister as the center, but found nothing.

Hmm? Alva? Wordsworth?

These two were acquaintances, but he had fallen out with them since the day he escaped. It would probably be of no benefit to him to create more trouble now.

Just when Brundtrang was at a loss, he noticed that the crowd was tending to gather towards the outdoor courtyard.

Are those people from the Investigation Department ready to kill Paul Rich? Brundtrang sneered imperceptibly in the shadow of the top hat. How can your evacuation speed match the speed of my initiation ceremony?

……

Lin Brown mixed in the crowd and anxiously looked at the conjoined twin-like little genius brother and sister. The two had stopped moving half an hour ago and were slumped in their chairs.

He didn't dare to go over and recognize her rashly, for fear of alerting the enemy and ruining his plan.

At this moment, he could feel the vibration of the key in his arms. This was the signal sent by Marquette. It was time for Haversen to shout out the only line.

Harverson and Roselis leaned back in their chairs, knowing that it was time for them to go on stage...

But the conditions do not allow it. The two are now in the vortex of the struggle between free will and control. If only Roselis was wearing the necklace, the two forces would almost cancel each other out.

But if two people wear the same necklace, the effect will be poor, and the necklace itself also has certain negative effects.

So although the little genius brother and sister knew in their hearts that they had to pretend to have captured Saint Barlaan to attract the attention of the pagans, they could not remember the words that Marquette had taught them just now.

It didn’t work!
But time waits for no one, and we can't keep wasting time. Haverson and his sister looked at each other and said, "Don't wait any longer, shout!"

Liu Yonglu was sitting alone behind the booth reading flyers to relieve his boredom when he suddenly heard a roar from inside the venue:

"In the meeting place, Saint Baran! Is there any?"

(End of this chapter)