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Chapter 53 Do you understand?

Millie Tang was standing beside the bench, stunned as to what she had just seen... The god took the initiative to hug him, right?

Blood was gushing out of her nose, and Millie Tang looked down at the blood on her hands.

With so much blood shed, what kind of person is this boy-like god?
Looking at how close he and Ricky are, what kind of person is this Ricky?
Millie Tang was a little unsure now, and she thought she needed to confirm this key information later.

Chief Norman, you really deserve to die. Why did you call me here when there is such a person like this? Or have you disliked me for a long time and want to use this Ricky to get rid of me?
Liu Yonglu watched the steam train leave the station, then stood on the platform in melancholy for a while. When he turned around, he saw Millie Tang standing there, lost in thought.

"Mi Li'er, let's go to another place..."

Only then did Liu Yonglu realize that, wow, this Mi Li'er had turned into Guan Gong in the Peking Opera, with his face dyed red by the blood from his nose.

"Okay! I'll make you a pot of mung bean soup tonight to help you cool down."

Liu Yonglu took out the crumpled tissue from his trouser pocket again, made two nose plugs and handed them over.

"Is it okay for me to call you Mi Li'er? It's easier to say. Your previous name was too confusing."

"Yeah, no problem, no problem, it's just a nickname anyway."

Millie Tang nodded sheepishly.

All gods are your nephew, so what's wrong with you calling me Mi Li'er? I'll give you some face and suffer a little loss.

I will test you again in the next few days. If you really have mastered some incredible knowledge about gods, I can be your deputy. But if I find out that you are a fool... humph.

"Raise your hands. If your left nostril is bleeding, raise your right hand. If your right nostril is bleeding, raise your left hand. For someone like you who is bleeding from both nostrils... raise both hands. Give me your bag and I'll carry it for you. We can talk while we walk."

After Liu Yonglu finished speaking, he didn't wait for Millie Tang to react. He snatched the luggage bag from her hand and walked forward.

On the platform of the steam train station, other passengers looked at the two of them strangely.

In front of me was a young man with a smile on his face, carrying a bag and eating half an orange in his hand. Behind him was a short man with blood on his face, following him with his hands raised.

The two walked to a small cafe, chose a secluded booth and sat down before starting to talk about work.

"Mi Li'er, tell me first, you came here with intelligence from the headquarters."

Millie Tang spread the file bag on the table and took out a small notebook. Originally in her plan, Liu Yonglu was not included in this investigation mission, so the intelligence analysis work was done quite well.

Since so many mystics have gathered together to watch the ceremony, it must be an unprecedented mass ceremony.

But there are too many things to pay attention to when holding a Mass ceremony, and there are requirements in every aspect.

The first thing to consider when choosing a venue for mass is whether the surrounding water sources are clean, whether the terrain is flat, and whether the placement of any trees or stones would violate the taboos of the gods. All these things need to be considered in advance.

In addition, the more advanced the summoning ritual, the higher the mental state required of the ritual priest. In many cases, the priests need to drink prepared elixirs in advance and reach a certain spiritual state before they can chant the spell.

Of course, the most crucial thing is the celestial phenomena. What are the seven-day periods, what are the moon phases, whether the annual wheel can be calculated accurately, and whether we need to wait for certain special celestial phenomena to occur, such as the transit of Venus, the blue moon, or the conjunction of planets. All of these have extremely strict requirements!

As an academic mystic, Millie Tang had obviously taken all of these into consideration. Her idea was that if we could guess which god the other party was going to summon first, we could take the initiative to work on these conditions. As long as we disrupted any of them, he would not be able to complete the ritual.

Is that a good idea?

But could Liu Yonglu understand it? He couldn't, not even a single word.

Liu Yonglu held up the notebook and felt dizzy. What was this? All these little stars and moons were drawn on it.

But he didn't dare show his fear. The notebook became a steering wheel in his hands. He twisted it left and right, tilting his neck to watch, just like it was a real thing.

Finally, he gave a fake cough.

"Mi Li'er, I also understand astronomy. Heaven and man are one, but we have too little information right now, so I'm afraid we can't make any inferences.

But things are dead, people are alive, you have the informant information provided by the headquarters, take it out and have a look. "

Millie Tang was actually prepared. She took out a file and handed it over, with her own analysis and supplements written in the blank spaces.

The informant was called Mintz Mattson. He was the owner of a small canning factory, 57 years old, and had been responsible for collecting and organizing intelligence around Saint Dowdin. He was also the one who provided the headquarters with the earliest intelligence about the Sabines Forest gathering. In his last letter, he mentioned that he had obtained key information about the Sabines Forest ritual and emphasized that the ritual was very dangerous.

But he disappeared after that, and other investigators checked his residence but failed to find complete information about the ceremony.

“Mr. Rich, I found several other investigative files provided by investigators from St. Dowding.

Their main job at the time was not to look for Mr. Mintz, but they also visited many relatives and friends who had contact with Mr. Mintz in his last few days.

One of the testimonies said that the last time he saw Mr. Mintz was at the Rosemary Opera House. There happened to be a performance of the Sisters of the Lake that day, and Mr. Mintz entered Box 5.

Mr. Mintz's intelligence over the past year has mentioned many times that the special incident that occurred in Sabines Forest forty years ago, that is, the antler sacrifice incident and this gathering and mass, may have..."

"Wait a moment... You just said that the last time he appeared was to listen to the Sisters of the Lake play, right?"

"Yes, that's the case based on the intelligence we have."

"That's enough, that's enough, let's start from here."

Liu Yonglu laughed. He remembered Dora's private work. Since this was a clue, he might as well do the two things together.

Running two lines in parallel, without interrupting normal work, you can use public resources to handle your own business. Is there anything better than this?

"Please sit down for a moment. I'll make a phone call."

After Liu Yonglu finished speaking, he turned and went to the front desk of the coffee shop. There was a phone call there, so he took Dora's card and called directly. Three minutes later, he came back with a smile on his face.

"Mi Li'er, your butt must be numb after sitting on the train for a whole day. How about... go back to the hotel and rest for a while, and then we can start work tomorrow."

"Oh……"

When Millie Tang heard this, she said, "Just pack it up. After all, I'm still your deputy in name. If you want to do it tomorrow, then we can do it tomorrow."

She packed up her things and stood up to leave, but after taking a few steps she realized Liu Yonglu didn't follow her, so she went back to the table, where she saw Liu Yonglu enjoying himself.

"Mr. Rich, what are you laughing at? Won't you come with me?"

"Well, I'll think about it alone. Don't worry about me. Just go on your way."

People with dark minds are often suspicious and judge others by their own standards. Millie Tang thought, I am targeting him, so he must have bad intentions towards me. In addition, Liu Yonglu's smile was too devilish, and Millie Tang became suspicious all of a sudden. No, I must find out what's going on.

So she stepped back and sat back in her chair, took out the file and continued to take notes.

When Liu Yonglu saw Millie Tang sitting down again, he didn't say anything. She decided not to leave, as it was still early for the dinner time in the evening.

Liu Yonglu sat there writing and drawing on a napkin with a pen, pretending to think, but as he pretended, he actually caught a glimpse of something wrong.

He raised his head suddenly, staring straight at Millie Tang in front of him, without saying a word.

Did he... discover my secret? Millie Tang was also startled. She felt that she had not revealed anything just now. The tone of her voice, the ancient relic necklace on her neck, and the words she said were all normal.

I am just a shy boy who is innocent, kind and simple-minded.

"Mi Li'er, let me ask you something...

From the time we met until now, do you seem to understand what I say?"

Liu Yonglu knew that his Tianjin accent was hard for people here to understand, but firstly, he was used to speaking it, and it would be troublesome for him to change it all of a sudden. Secondly, he had always been on a mission alone, and he had no long-term contact with people. If strangers didn't understand him, he could explain a few words to them, and they would understand, so it was not a big deal.

But he could understand everything about Mili Tang in front of him...

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