Mystic Holy See

"It's fine, it's fine, it's fine."

Sunderland breathed a sigh of relief. His eyes were not affected by the dim light, and he didn't see any injuries on Aldridge.

Aldridge stood up neatly from the ground. The flames of the street lamps had not been completely extinguished before, but now they returned to normal, and the light returned to bright. It was just because of the chaos just now that this section of the street was completely empty.

Mills, Mary, Newt, and a man he hadn't seen before came here to meet one after another. Seeing the figure being stepped on by Aldridge on the ground, Millston was relieved.

"Nice job." Mills gave Aldridge a thumbs up.

"It should be."

Aldridge was not humble either, he was a little surprised by his quick and accurate choice at that moment.

The most crucial point is that it was 10 seconds before the killer's ability to activate. According to Mills' previous judgment and his experience with him the last time, 'overspeed displacement' should be available.

Once he is given the opportunity to activate his ability again, he is still a little sure about chasing him, but the energy it will take and the public threat it may cause will be huge.

Aldridge used "life" to tempt him. Normally, he can kill his pursuer in just 3 seconds, but this killer encountered a special situation.

"I'm sorry just now..." Mary said to Aldrich embarrassedly at this time, her face turning slightly red.

The result was good, Aldridge didn't care about the process, waved his hand and said, "It's okay."

Marie's 'flame control' is a very powerful Beyonder ability, but it doesn't have much room to play in such a crowded street, so her role today is mainly to assist, preventing too many ordinary people from seeing extraordinary phenomena.

Mills asked her to instantly extinguish the flames on the street for this reason. In the eyes of church personnel like Mills, the less people see the extraordinary, the less people know about the extraordinary, and the less people know about the extraordinary, the less people step into it. extraordinary.

It would be his dereliction of duty to cause greater social unrest for a case. Aldridge understood this, and of course he would not complain about Mary's behavior. It was just a mistake.

Sunderland noticed the man he hadn't seen before and asked, "Mils, who is this?"

Aldridge also looked at the man. He was slender and had a flowing half-length hair, which was draped over his shoulders and had the temperament of a literary youth.

Mills looked at him with a smile and introduced, "This is Anthony Savadin, the apostle of the Mother Goddess. The main reason for finding the serial killer this time is to rely on his tracking."

Everyone's eyes on Anthony changed immediately. How strong is it to be able to trace a person without clues in the vast crowd?

Anthony didn't say a word just now, just tied Don Carlo firmly. He waved his hand in disbelief when he heard Mills' words, and suggested, "Let's go first? It's too eye-catching here."

"Okay."

Newt looked like a powerful man. As soon as he heard Mills agree, he put the killer on the ground on his shoulders, and everyone walked out of Orchid Street calmly under the surprised eyes of men and women on the street, and got on the parking lot. The carriage there.

Aldridge, who had been in contact with the killer alone, had some guesses about Anthony's tracking ability:

This ability to track always needs to be based on, such as smell, traces, hair, etc.

But this killer is directly bald, with sparse eyebrows and no hair, unlikely. Smell is even less likely, otherwise why wait until recently to track it down?

If there is anything special, there is only one - blood.

Aldrich wounded him with the transformed black gold particles, which was stained with blood, but he didn't care at the time and threw it on the ground.

Mills knew where Aldridge fought the killer, which is very likely.

The ability to track the location with the help of blood... If this ability really exists, it must be flawed. It took a week from meeting the killer to getting the location information. This time is definitely not in vain, right?

After Aldridge made his guesses, he kept an eye on his mind-in the future, people can't just let people get their own blood.

If he was tracked, cursed, and other abilities just because he lost his blood, he really didn't know how to die.

"Mills, how do you feel then?"

Aldridge was pulled back to reality by Sunderland's wretched voice. As a scholar with rich theory, he certainly understood the meaning of this sentence and looked at Mills with a playful look.

Mills was squeezed between the seats by Newt and Anthony, and said calmly, "I don't understand what you're talking about."

"Hey," Sunderland's expression became more and more obscene, and he stretched out his hand to imitate Mills' actions at the time, and further teased: "It's the lady who has contact with you, how about that?"

Aldridge originally thought that he would definitely be taken care of by Mary, but she did not expect that Mary, as a woman, would also look at Mills curiously, and her serious look showed high curiosity.

Only Newt was a little shy, he didn't know where to put his eyes, and he didn't know what he was shy about.

Mills knew he couldn't escape, so he coughed and explained, "First declare, that's work."

"Well, work work, of course work!" Sunderland waited for the next sentence expectantly.

Mills looked at the crowd full of demeanor, and said proudly and melodiously, "Secondly, that 'lady' is actually a man."

"..."

The surroundings suddenly became silent.

Afterwards, Sunderland gave a "qi" and suddenly lost interest~www.wuxiaspot.com~ Aldridge also suddenly realized that he is actually a big boss in women's clothing.

"So, how does it feel?"

A word floated out faintly next to him, and after a closer look, it was said by Anthony, who had no sense of existence.

Mills was dumbfounded, everyone looked at each other, and couldn't help laughing at the same time.

"Hahaha……"

"Yes, Mills, how does it feel?"

"It must be very familiar."

"..."

The atmosphere in the carriage suddenly became relaxed and pleasant. Everyone was a little excited when the serial killer's arrest mission was successfully completed. This is the guy who has tossed Huo Du for half a year!

Aldridge looked at Anthony, who was calm and low-key after he finished speaking. He really felt that this guy was also a wonderful person...

That talk had the demeanor of an old driver, and the attitude of not avoiding meat and vegetables, and taking all men and women, Aldridge almost thought that this guy came from the past.

But after laughing, Aldridge still keenly noticed a little abnormality between Mills and Anthony.

Mills' eyes must look at the killer under his feet every 3 seconds, while Anthony lifts the windshield of the carriage from time to time to keep an eye on the movement outside the car.

After seeing other people with their performance, it's almost the same!

Newt was dumbfounded and couldn't see it, but Sunderland was more restless than before. Mary's fingers moved from time to time, which was not what she had done before.

Aldridge learned another important lesson:

What they are catching are not ordinary criminals, but serial killers who kill like numb, and even more killers from the Hagens Institute. This journey is not absolutely safe!

Be vigilant, never give up at any time.