Original God, looking for the heart

The red crystal in the center of the instrument rotates, projecting a curtain of light. By moving the light curtain to different areas of the room, events related to the "past" can be retraced.

When the light curtain moves to the door, it is the scene of the man and woman bringing different children back; when it is moved to the desktop, it is the scene of the "family" inviting the children to dinner...

Mo Bei looked at the "warmth" scene, and it seemed that he was exposing another pair who looked similar to the owner of the wooden house. But inevitably, those images linger. He felt queasy.

"Not here," Mo Bei moved his gaze to the stairs, "There are a lot of 'goods' locked up, and at the same time, the place where they need to be moved is hidden-"

No matter what, as long as he followed from the "pickup point", he would definitely be able to find the "transportation" path.

The crystal was still rotating, and Mo Bei drove it to expand the light curtain. Although I was mentally prepared for the underground scene, I still couldn't help but feel frightened when I actually saw it.

Everything the child experiences is realized simultaneously. For a moment, the entire basement was filled with that man, doing dirty things.

Although there is also... between him and the skirmishers, they are definitely of different natures! !

He endured the nausea and walked to the end of the corridor.

In the flashback scene, a man and a woman were tying up several children with hemp ropes. After staring for about two or three seconds, a dark green tentacle emerged from the wall.

Mo Bei took a few steps back.

The dark green tentacles waved in the air, and the tip seemed to hook something and rolled him up. All of a sudden, more and more tentacles emerged from the same wormhole, encroaching on the space.

Mo Bei was so frightened that he was "weak and helpless" and could only hug himself: "Zhu Yue, our way of opening up a space channel is more acceptable to people."

——The hidden space of Mobei——

It seems like there's going to be a big commotion here.

Zhu Yue saw that the tentacles had the ability to swallow up space and create wormholes, and he wished he could wipe out the chaos in the same space as him on the spot.

"Candle Day, don't forget, I have been sealed by you and Morax long ago!" Chaos shouted, and the black mist was restless.

Zhu Yue mobilized the power of the crystal to condense into a glass cover, covering the mist (Chaos' body): "Ruoduo can escape the seal set by Morax, let alone you."

"The breath of those tentacles is different from mine!! Also, I hate this glass cover!!"

"Wait until the investigation is completed. If it has nothing to do with you, I will let you out at that time."

——Wooden house——

Mo Bei also thought of chaos. Could it be that, as Zhu Yue said, this chaos is really untrustworthy?

"Is it possible for us to pursue this passage?"

"My ability is responsible for opening up channels." The energy shield shook, causing Chaos to shrink into a ball. "As for tracking - if you want to clear your disdain, you know what to do."

……

The clue investigation ends here. Using Candlestick for a long time almost drained his stored energy. Now apart from controlling some fire element particles to keep himself from being cold, there is probably nothing he can do. Unless, he wants the elements to go out of control.

The snow doesn't seem to stop until winter. Mo Bei was walking on the road, and the slippery ground made his movements slow down a lot. This was the first time he experienced the trouble of snow. Fortunately, the shops on the street are all lit up, so it doesn’t make the winter too deserted.

There is a musical crystal ball on a cupboard by the roadside. For some reason, Mo Bei fell in love with the one with the red house. There is a snowman and a Christmas tree in front of the house. In fact, what attracted him the most was the glitter on the top of the crystal ball.

Shining like stars.

The shop owner said these glitters are luminous and look great in the dark.

Without thinking much, he bought this crystal ball.

——Sixth Seat Office——

Through the token given by the skirmishers, Mo Bei can freely enter and exit this place.

It’s my lover who is working on the documents.

Mo Bei knocked politely and got permission before entering.

"Got useful information?" The skirmisher didn't even raise his head, writing with the quill in his hand.

"That's right. At least I have mastered their method of 'transporting' hostages."

The movement of writing stopped, and the skirmisher raised his head: "I hope this is not an excuse you made up to save your life."

"I said I would not deceive you, my lord."

The skirmisher's expression softened slightly: "It would be great if the people under my command were half as smart as you. Join me on the mission tonight. This is your chance to gain fame."

Mo Bei nodded in response and took out the crystal ball from the bag.

“There is no shortage of ice in winter.”

"What kind of ice..." Mo Bei looked at the crystal ball. The liquid inside had been frozen, "A block...? Huh? How about you wait for me to defrost it?"

Skirmisher: "I take back what I just said."

……

--night--

With the intervention of the fools, Mo Bei and the soldiers sneaked into a banquet without any hindrance. As an underground auction venue, it is very hidden. In order to protect the safety and privacy of all guests, everyone must wear a headgear, and the products will be delivered to the relevant address by the organizer.

The hottest items are always the last to be auctioned. Those children were all marked with price tags.

"There are only three people...?" Mo Bei saw many children locked up in the basement. What they confessed was that they were just the lowest level personnel. There must be a lot of such people in charge, and the number is totally out of proportion. What's left...? Even if it is just a branch venue, is the main venue enough to accommodate so many people?

Nothing feels right no matter how you think about it.

Three children were auctioned off by a wealthy businessman. Little did they know, they were already being targeted. The skirmishers arranged for several soldiers to ambush in secret.

Tonight, all breakout venues will be gone.

The skirmishers led Mo Bei to the location of the person in charge of the branch meeting. The opponent was not unprepared. For a time, the entire building's combat power was concentrated here.

The skirmishers turned into lightning and rushed out, leaving a protective shield in place to protect Mo Bei.

But for Mo Bei, numbers can never be called an "advantage."

The wind roared fiercely, blending into the thunderbolt summoned by the skirmishers. In the venue, everyone was trapped in the invasion of thunder and lightning, unable to move.

An overwhelming victory.

The skirmishers summoned soldiers from the Foolish Crowd to drag the person in charge out, and at the same time learned that the same was true in other branch venues.

"Well, let's get started."

"Start with what?"

Without saying a word, the skirmisher pulled Mo Bei and rushed out.

Explosions occurred from top to bottom in the building, and at the same time, the same scene also happened in other corners of the winter.

The thunder and lightning scroll carried the two of them to the distance, and the skirmishers led Mo Bei straight away, ignoring the explosion.

--somewhere--

Although the location of the explosion was remote, it inevitably caused a commotion.

"...Don't let your guard down, there can't be any mistakes in your resuscitation!"

The green tentacles twisted in the center of the altar, eating away at the "tribute" offered by the other party.

……