Chapter 32

It was sunny. Sulu got up to wash and stretch comfortably.

After seeing the man behind the scenes killed, he relaxed and slept until dawn last night.

Out of the bedroom, I saw Sean again.

He was sitting on the sofa, eating a sandwich. When he saw Sulu, he immediately stood up and said, "hey... Sulu, I have something to say to you!"

"Say what?"

Sulu glanced at him, sat down, found that there was another breakfast on the table, and ate it impolitely.

"It's about the argument the day before yesterday. I thought... There may be something wrong with my attitude. I want to apologize to you!" Sean is very sincere.

"Oh?"

Sulu stopped chewing the sandwich and stared at Sean. What he saw was his sincere face.

Hint or something? Because of the death of the caster?

Sulu felt at ease and picked up the milk cup: "forget the unhappiness... Now, what do you think of Catherine?"

"I still like her!" Sean said firmly, "Oh... She is my goddess!"

This boy is hopeless.

Sulu rolled his eyes and ignored it.

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Fight club, Donald's office.

"Welcome, my dear friend!"

Seeing Sulu coming in, Donald warmly came forward, gave a hug and closed the door: "although there were some accidents in the process... The trouble was solved after all!"

I don't know if this guy secretly ran to see it yesterday. Well, it's a high probability.

Sulu thought for a moment and asked, "what accident?"

"There is also an extraordinary person beside Catherine, which has led to a certain loss of official power. Fortunately, they made a plan and completely solved it... Unfortunately, all the two suspects died and had no confession!"

Donald said with some regret.

"Another extraordinary?" Su Lu pretended to be surprised: "who is it?"

Donald glanced at Sulu deeply: "it's Professor Alanis of the Department of ancient literature! She and Catherine have always been good friends. They are too close and unmarried, so there are some bad rumors... We should have guessed."

"I'm sorry..."

Sulu nodded heavily, "what about the harvest?"

"Of course, there is harvest! In Katherine's residence, we found a lot of shocking evidence related to the cult ceremony. We suspect that she is a cult and is related to the disappearance of several girls..."

"Cult? Maiden? Sacrifice?"

Suruton's head, there may be a guess in his heart.

Isn't it... Beatrice is important to Catherine because she is a high-quality sacrifice? Especially loved by evil gods?

That's not a good thing.

After all, most of the gods in this world are very strange and terrible.

"Cough... Anyway, that kind of ceremony is evil and bloody. It's a felony in the Federation! The kind of direct death penalty..." Donald obviously didn't want to mention this more, The words turned: "let's talk about the harvest this time! Let's not talk about Jinlong. Catherine's extraordinary power, according to director Wenqi, is very dark and evil, so it can't be handed over to us! Professor Alanis needs to be treated with caution!"

"So... We did so much just for a scholarship?" Sulu's face suddenly became gloomy.

Although I had guessed some for a long time and didn't have much anger in my heart, the other party's eating appearance was too ugly.

"There are a lot of scholarships. After all, there are 20 golden dragons. They are all yours!"

Donald was inexplicably guilty.

Although he really didn't deduct any extraordinary inheritance, Lyme clearly told him that all his meritorious deeds will be recorded and honored after entering the church in the future.

In comparison, Sulu did get less.

After thinking about it, he quickly added: "Mr. Wenqi's housekeeper came to me this morning and said that we could be allowed to copy some mystical classics... The neutral and non dangerous one."

"For example..."

It seems that the other party still spits out something related to mysticism, but there can be no information.

"No, for example, only one, Professor Alanis's notes on ancient languages! They allow us to copy the audited part!"

"That is to say, there must be some deletion?"

Sulu took a swipe at the corners of his mouth, and the quram language was just a mysterious language, similar to the ancient Hebrew language.

Even if you learn it, you can't arrange any rituals without specific spells and rituals, so it's a very neutral and safe knowledge?

"Well, I accept it!"

Sulu nodded, but he thought of the parchments in his hand.

They come from mysterious corpses in the sewer and seem to have something to do with Catherine.

But now, everything is a mystery.

The extraordinary side may have experts who can channel the dead, make the dead speak, or peep into the mental world of the living, but this requires some special occupations or higher ranks.

At present, the aura has just recovered. Whether that kind of high-level extraordinary person really exists is a problem.

As for professionals who specialize in channeling, even if there are churches, there will not be too many.

"It takes time to review, and it takes time to delete..."

After leaving the fight club, Sulu narrowed his eyes and looked at the bright sunshine in the sky: "it doesn't matter if you delete rituals and other taboo knowledge, but I must..."

Thinking of the quram language, he thought of Molly.

Catherine's student is absolutely inseparable from a series of recent events.

However, Donald just told him that the girl disappeared inexplicably after yesterday's attack.

This is not a suck for police officers.

After all, Catherine and Alanis have many students, some of whom have backgrounds.

Just because their teachers have problems doesn't mean they need to be monitored.

So, after the news of Catherine's encirclement and suppression spread last night, Molly disappeared.

Sulu sighed and recalled the image of a timid girl in his mind.

He really didn't expect that the other party should be so deeply involved. Maybe it was Catherine's "Apprentice" in mystics!

"No matter where Molly goes, some things are finally over. What am I going to do next?"

Sulu wandered aimlessly and came to the dormitory unconsciously.

Suddenly, his eyes were frozen.

Downstairs, a tall man with a black suitcase was standing there, his blue eyes scanning the students, a little distracted.

The angular facial features and resolute face suddenly recalled Sulu's inner memory.

It seemed that he noticed his eyes. The man turned his head, strode forward and gave him a hug: "Sulu... I hope I'm not late!"