The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 517 Ch.516 Fernandez's Little Hobby

Halida's brother is the second missing baby alive.

What on earth did the grave robber want to do?

A child from the South District.

The brother of a circus employee in the suburbs.

Then, the remains of a dead baby in the poor cemetery.

Roland reported the matter to Fernandez.

It is hard not to think of some illegal rituals or cult worship - the possibility of "a ritualist" is getting lower and lower.

If the other party is smarter than a wild dog, he should know that a problem that can be solved by spending some money does not need to alarm the Ring of Eternal Silence and the Holy Cross.

Unless.

This wandering ritualist is so poor that he can't get any money.

Or.

He is not a ritualist yet.

He is just a poor apprentice who can just manifest the arcane triangle... or, a mortal who is completely looking for death.

"Cult worship can be ignored." Fernandez said: "Those who can afford this are usually rich people. They are best at changing the names of things that should be used for certain things and using them for other things..."

Roland: "Is this what the book taught you?"

Fernandez shrugged: "Anyway, it's only the rich who play. Cultists also have eyes and rarely harm the poor. To a certain extent, these idle gold pound gentlemen and cultists are also targeting each other."

Rarely, but not absent.

It depends on what the cultists want to do.

When they need a variety of precious materials to complete the ritual, they usually choose to cooperate with one type of person; when they need a single type of material to complete the ritual, they will choose another type.

Sometimes these poor people are not only flesh and blood fuel in the eyes of factory owners, but also in the eyes of cultists.

Oh.

Of course.

The same is true in the eyes of the Orthodox Church.

For example, the "Righteous Candles" used in some rituals of the Holy Cross, such as the "dead infant remains" required by the Ring of Eternal Silence - including living infants.

It can be said that the whole world needs the silent wail of their burning flesh and blood to push forward.

At least...

Say 'thank you'?

Thank you.

That's it.

"I once took over a case. A female worker was bewitched by a 'cultist' and set the whole factory on fire, burning nearly 80% of the workers to death - do you know what the most interesting thing is?"

In the messy office, the captain held a cigar with blurred eyes.

He looked at Roland, but only at what existed behind him.

"The funny thing is that after we intervened in the investigation, we found that the so-called 'cultist' was actually the owner of the factory, their master, a shrewd businessman who was good at finding loopholes in the rules - when we found out about this, he had already obtained compensation issued by the government through channels... and could also replace a group of cheaper new workers."

"Very interesting, right?"

Roland: "The Third Factory Act?"

"Ah, yes, it seems that you have a friend who pays attention to current affairs." Fernandez said.

"Why can't I be the one who pays attention to current affairs."

The captain laughed: "A good joke."

He seemed to put aside the baby stealing case and talked about trivial matters in life.

"Is your 'mother' okay? Has she adapted to the fast-paced life in London?"

"You don't think there are no factories in the countryside." Roland took a sip of coffee: "She is busy all day, but she has more free time in London. I plan to hand over the joint shop to her and buy a big house... a very big house."

"You don't need to emphasize that it is very big, I know." Fernandez curled his lips: "Since you are going to cooperate with the Tribunal, your Fountain of Youth cannot be concealed. To be honest, where did you get the formula from? I have heard those people talk about you a lot recently."

Whether women or men, the executive officers of the Tribunal have discounts at the "Fountain of Youth".

But there is a limit on the number of purchases each month... This undoubtedly hints at something.

"You are not interested in the next presiding judge, are you?"

"He is only interested in this presiding judge."

"A ritualist who is not on the path of the Crown God cannot be the presiding judge." Roland said.

"There are always exceptions." Fernandez shook his head.

But what Roland said was not wrong.

All along, the "Holy Flame" has been able to reach the position of presiding judge.

"I didn't see Ms. Jones last time I visited. If there is a chance, I..."

Roland interrupted: "Forget it, Fernandez. They have a lot of opinions about you."

"Who? Me?"

"Yes. Uncle thinks that you led me to do many dangerous things." Fernandez cursed.

"I was fine before you came! Since you came to me, a big thing will happen in a few days - can you blame me? You look like a disaster star!"

Roland repeated: "Looks?"

Fernandez: ...

The captain who punched himself muttered: "I was much more handsome than you when I was young..."

Roland said who knows, after all, he didn't know you in his previous life.

Fernandez picked up the ink bottle on the table and pretended to throw it, thought about it, and put it back in frustration.

He would definitely not hit Roland.

You have to clean up by yourself.

"If you can talk less, maybe there will be a captain who treats you better."

"He has been very nice to me."

Fernandez looked like he had a toothache and snorted: "You are really suitable to go to the theater... I heard that you have been asking about whistling birds and echidnas recently?"

"The feathers of the whistling bird, the tongue of the echidna." Roland said, "The ritual materials needed for promotion."

"Quick enough." Fernandez looked strangely: "Why do I feel that you are different from others."

"What's different?"

"Well..." The captain thought for a while and gave an example: "It's like a stove. We have to chop wood or buy coal first, stuff it into the stove, light the fire, wait for it to be strong... and then make coffee - every time Ring, we have to do it all over again.”

he said.

"But I feel like you don't need these flames, firewood, coal or heat at all. It's like holding a pot. You just need to wait for the coffee to be ground and you can brew it directly...?"

"That's the only time he's smart."

"Fernandez."

"Um?"

"If I say, I am the benefactor's incarnation on earth..."

"Then I'm a locomotive that can turn into a human being." Fernandez said, "I don't want to talk nonsense. I have some connections. I can ask you about it... Don't hold out too much hope. Whistling birds are very rare, but echidnas are easy to do. If you ask, Passed them?"

"Of course." The first person Roland approached was the executive officer: "Isn't this thing difficult to preserve?"

"No." The captain stood up and took off his coat and put it on, "It's just that it's not easy to see and the price is expensive. You know, most executive officers are very poor, how can they keep these in their hands - "Holy Flame" low ring and No need. "

he said.

"Let's go, first go to the South District to find the couple who lost their child... and we will go to the cemetery at night."

The captain, who was used to resting, let out a sigh, and then cursed fiercely: "If I catch that thief, I won't even want his teeth..."

Roland knew what was bothering him as soon as he heard this: "Was it delaying your punishment of the 'evil' woman?"

"You know nothing." Fernandez squinted: "Unsocial 'boy'. Do you plan to let your wife teach you every step of the way after you get married?"

Roland followed him out of the office and through the corridor.

"What's there to 'teach' in this?"

"Don't talk like you know better. Or, wait until the end of the night and come with me..." Fernandez put his arm around his shoulders and grinned: "I'm treating you."

"I have to go home, Captain. Yam and uncle are waiting for me."

"Yes, good baby, mother likes good children like you who don't have to worry about others."

In Fernandez's view, Roland is a boy who has never tasted anything.

It will be different when he actually tries it.

"I promise you..."

Roland always felt that Fernandez's "urgent" invitation was a bit abnormal.

"Are you bragging to someone?"

Fernandez: ...

"It's not bragging..."

Roland rolled his eyes.

"You don't understand at all." Fernandez sighed: "We have to have some place to relax."

"Don't tell me that you are still claiming to be the father of all things."

"Of course not." Fernandez said disdainfully: "We are different from Heipi... To be honest, Roland, I don't believe there are no women who provoke you."

"Your boss."

"That bat spirit can only suck out the brains."