"If there is something wrong with the hotel proprietress, why didn't Commissioner Larch detect it?"

At St. Basil's Cathedral, Levine raised a question: "Aurora Society has strict standards for the three detections of extraordinary creatures, so nothing will slip through the net!"

Although nothing is absolute, Mavey can understand Levin's confusion, and he feels the same way.

The magic props carried by Aurora Society specialists are specially used to detect possible extraordinary creatures. Even gods will be detected.

How did the boss lady escape?

"Go and call Commissioner Larch. I have something to ask him, and Edward."

"good."

At eight o'clock in the evening, Edward took Lucky into the room and felt that the atmosphere in the room was not right.

"Larch, answer me, when you interrogated Roy O'Brien, did you use the three-step test method as required?"

"Yes, I followed the rules completely." Larch said: "After routine inquiries, I used the Moses Ball on Roy O'Brien to confirm that there were no magic fluctuations in his body and that he was not carrying any holy objects. Then I asked Roy O'Brien again.

She used a mithril tuning fork and searched her mind..."

The three testing methods were all in accordance with the regulations. Lucky did nothing wrong. He didn't even know what Ma Wei asked him to do.

Is it suspected that it has collusion with extraordinary creatures?

How is this possible!

It's a vampire!

Why do the vampires who are completely loyal to Edward take refuge in Seokula, the god of judgment?

"take it easy."

Noticing Lucky's nervous little movements, Mawei signaled it to calm down, and then asked Levin to take out the mithril tuning fork.

"Next, I'm going to test you."

Seeing the mithril tuning fork, Edward, who was leaning against the wall, realized something, straightened up and said, "Do you suspect that Lucky's memory has been tampered with?"

"I absolutely trust the loyalty of the Commissioner of the Aurora Society." Mawei said: "If the hotel proprietress Roy O'Brien has questions and Lucky answers correctly, it must have encountered force majeure."

Edward glanced at Lucky and said to him: "Relax."

The tense body gradually relaxed, and Lucky closed his eyes.

Ding--

Levin gently struck the tuning fork, and the tuning fork made of mithril immediately emitted unique sound waves, activating the internal magic circle.

At first, Lucky didn't react at all, but when Levin struck the tuning fork again and again, sharp sound waves poured into his soul like a storm, and beads of sweat gradually appeared on Lucky's forehead.

In the memory, the conversation between it and the hotel proprietress Roy O'Brien became blurry. The other party's red lips opened and closed, as if she was saying the most touching love words in the world, but she just couldn't remember what the other party said!

Lucky tried his best to think, but suddenly a tearing pain burst out from the depths of his mind. He covered his head in pain, and his body arched up like a cooked prawn.

The action of striking the tuning fork stopped, and the severe pain subsided. Lucky opened his eyes and looked at Ma Wei to explain something, but found that Ma Wei and others' attention was not on it at all, and they were staring at it.

...

Lucky turned his head and saw Edward with beads of sweat remaining on his face. His face was ugly and his eyes were cold.

"Master, you..."

"It seems you are not the only one whose memory has been tampered with."

Ma Wei asked Levin to put away the tuning fork, and kept tapping the table with his fingers, and muttered: "Edward's amnesia was not an accident, we have known about it for a long time, and now Lucky's memory has also been tampered with, which means that the hotel proprietress is very suspicious.

..”

"Want to take action?"

"Monitor it first and find out the details."

Seokula went deep into the Romanov Kingdom. He would definitely not do it alone, he would definitely have helpers.

Considering that the hotel proprietress showed her gemstone ring to him intentionally or unintentionally, Ma Wei felt that she was not Seokula.

In this case, why not follow her and find out where Seokula is hiding?

The news that Aurora will raid the Nikko Hotel has spread. If Seokula is in Mosk, he will definitely be more vigilant. If the hotel proprietress is arrested at this moment, will the frightened Seokula escape?

The answer is yes.

At present, Seokula does not know that the Church of Truth has targeted the hotel proprietress. As long as there is peace for a day or two, he will relax again and take action at that time, which will definitely get twice the result with half the effort!

"And the two birdmen captured today, interrogate them immediately. I want to know their purpose of infiltrating Mosk!"

"yes!"

Late night, St. Peter Street.

The lights on the street were dim, and only the drunkard was left. She had just apologized to the customer and refunded the money. After finishing her work, the proprietress closed the store door, took her bag and walked home.

The hotel was damaged during the Aurora Society operation and needed major repairs before it could reopen. Fortunately, the church was responsible for all compensation, so it did not cause too much damage.

It was too late, there were no carriages on the street, and the landlady could only walk home. It was clearly the middle of the night, and she didn't feel a trace of fear as she walked on the deserted street. She twisted her waist and walked as slowly as if she were walking.

He was humming a song and walking very slowly.

The public security in Mosk is already very good compared to other cities. Even so, the church still does not recommend wandering around the streets in the middle of the night. In the Magic Age, if you really encounter any danger, it cannot be solved by a few patrol policemen...

The road home tonight was especially quiet. Drunkards were walking staggeringly on the street, and some simply lay down on the street and fell asleep, holding a wine bottle in their arms.

Seeing the strong man lying in the middle of the road, the proprietress did not choose to take a detour, but simply stepped on it, just like stepping on a carpet.

"Ouch!!!!"

The heel of the shoe sank deeply into his abdomen. The sleeping strong man opened his eyes suddenly and raised his hand to grab the ankle of the landlady. But when he reached halfway, the sole of the shoe hit his face hard and kicked him unconscious.

After doing all this, the proprietress continued to move forward as if nothing was wrong, went around two corners, came to a house, took out the key, and opened the door.

Click...

The door opened, and the entrance corridor was dark. Only the moonlight shone in from outside the door, which was cold and pale.

Taking off her shoes, the proprietress stepped on the creaking floor with her bare feet, gradually disappearing into the darkness. Behind her, the door closed silently.

Snapped!

In the darkness, a big hand reached out, accurately grasped the boss's neck, and pressed her against the wall, followed by a rough and deep voice.

"What good have you done?"

It was hard to breathe when her neck was strangled, but the landlady still smiled: "I don't understand what you are talking about."

“Why is the Nikko Hotel being investigated?”

"Aurora will send a commissioner to track you down, and accidentally discovered a supernatural creature hiding in the hotel... It's that simple."

"Why do suspicious supernatural beings live in the hotel? What on earth do you want to do!"

Using a little force with his palms, he lifted the proprietress up.

His face was red due to lack of oxygen, and his eyes were staring into the darkness, stubbornly refusing to look away. At this time, another voice sounded in the darkness.

"You... please be merciful... She is a popular person in front of His Majesty Napoleon, and she was ordered to help us. If she is killed, there is no way to explain to His Majesty Napoleon..."

After a few seconds, his palms were released, and the proprietress fell to the ground, holding her throat and coughing.

"Give it to him? He deserves it too? It's just a dog raised by Anatole."

The cold voice sounded again, full of warning: "There won't be a next time."

The dense darkness receded, and the other party seemed to have left. A thin man stepped forward timidly, helped the proprietress up, and asked in a low voice: "Are you okay?"

"....fine."

Caressing her neck, the landlady retracted her gaze into the darkness and asked, "Is there anything to eat? I'm hungry."

"Yes, yes! I made fish soup, it's in the kitchen, it's still hot..."

"Send it to my room."

"As commanded."

After a while, a thin man knocked on the door with a bowl of fish soup and two pieces of bread.

"Enter."

Opening the door, the man saw the proprietress sitting in front of the dressing table, her back straight, applying cosmetics to her hands, looking through the mirror with a pair of indifferent eyes.

The man quickly lowered his head, put the fish soup and bread on the table, and retreated to the door: "You can use it slowly."

"How are things going?"

"We have lost the opportunity to contact Levine Berger and can only wait for the opportunity. I am still collecting locations where Levine Berger often hangs out..."

As he spoke, the thin man glanced behind him and whispered: "If we want to complete the mission of the Lord God as soon as possible, we should go to London. As long as we find Helena Sheffield, we can find Levin Berger."

..."

There were reminders inside and outside the words. The thin man seemed to want to get the landlady out of the control of that existence, but his heartfelt words only received a 'hmm' from the landlady.

Then there was no reply.
To be continued...