I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 133 The Deserted Riverside Street Again
"Is this a ritual tool?" Watson asked.

Nello Bacchus replied: "No, this is a wooden doll made by the extinct Marruvim. It is rumored that they used it to appease the twin witches of the lake they feared... Although the Marruvim are extinct , The lake where they lived has long since dried up, but these puppets used as sacrifices still hide incomprehensible mana."

"As long as you put this wooden doll in a cloth swaddle and carry it with you, take care of it like a well-behaved baby, and the doll will also give back the knowledge and power of the heart to the carrier."

Watson frowned slightly. He already understood what Nello meant—sir, you can use this kind of items to comprehend the last verse of Thunder's secret.

But the puppet in front of him is obviously broken and can't be used anymore, and is the power obtained by coincidence safe?Is it more dangerous than the secret transmission power obtained by practicing the code, and is it more likely to cause the mind to lose control?

He made all these doubts clear.

When Nello heard this, he sipped his wine and said with a light smile: "Is it safe? Will it lead to loss of control? Haha, Mr. Watson, you are too worried. The secret transmission power contained in these treasures and tools is so meager that it is not worth mentioning. Moreover, only the secret messengers who correspond to the sexuality can obtain the knowledge and power, and this power cannot help the secret messengers to advance to the next level."

"Although there are certain risks in using these treasures, the risks are very small compared with actions such as stepping up the steps in advance to get in touch with the deeper secrets of Sichen. As for the sudden increase in secret transmission power without practice Will it lead to an increase in the chance of losing control?"

"Haha, that's just something mediocre people need to worry about. A strong-willed man like you, Mr. Watson, can't you control the arrogance and pride in your heart?"

Facing Nello's flattery, Watson just nodded slightly, but a smile appeared on his face again. He wiped the smooth wooden doll with his thumb belly, feeling the inner thinness that was about to dissipate. mana.

"But the wooden puppet seems to have been damaged. I don't think it has the effect you said?"

Nello nodded and said: "Sir, your guess is right. In fact, this puppet has been used by me, and the knowledge and power contained in it have long been absorbed by me. This is why I can be sure that this puppet has the ability to increase the progress of secret transmission." effect."

"Then there are still extra puppets in our church?"

Nello just shook his head slightly, "No."

Watson's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Nello's sudden mention of this thing must not be for fun and jokes. The other party is not such an idle character, and must have a certain purpose.

"It seems that you know, Nello, where can I get this kind of puppet?"

"Haha, I really can't hide it from you sir!" Nello poured a glass of wine and toasted, "According to my information, a group of lawbreakers have occupied a deserted warehouse in a certain riverside street, and they hid all the stolen goods in the warehouse. And they just happened to unload a batch of treasures from a rich merchant who likes to collect strange things tonight, which happened to contain treasures similar to this puppet. There is time to borrow one or two items that are useful to us from their warehouse."

"Us? Just me and you?"

"Yes, even though this row of riverside warehouses has long been abandoned, they are still on the edge of the city. It is not suitable to set off in groups, and it is easy to leave unnecessary traces."

"Does Mr. Morgan know about this?"

"I know... However, the leader just arranged for me to go alone, and he didn't know that I would invite you to go with me, sir."

Nello took a deep sip of his wine. He seemed a little nervous, and said hesitantly, "Sir, you are anxious about the last step of Lei Ming's secret, and the sect has recently begun to strictly screen the recruits. There will be no more welcome ceremonies in the short term."

"Even if I succeed in obtaining such items from that warehouse this time, there are still many brothers with senior qualifications in the sect waiting in line, and it is even more impossible for you to come directly to your turn in the short term."

"So, I dare to invite you to go here with me. If you are also involved in the operation, it is completely in line with the rules of the church to share a share of the spoils in advance."

"Besides, this batch of goods itself was stolen from other places by those criminals. We went to the warehouse to seize this batch of goods not only to punish the evil, but also to sell the excess goods in exchange for money and medicine, which can be used to give back to those who come to the clinic. For patients, it is an act of promoting kindness.”

When Nello Bacchus said these words, he seemed to be a little guilty and uncertain, and his eyes were a little evasive, and he didn't dare to look directly into the officer's eyes.

Seeing this, Watson realized it. It seems that the owner of this batch of goods may not be the criminals that Nello said, maybe he is a legal owner... Then the so-called Winfreys Morgan does not know It may not be true that Luo came to invite him to participate in the action... So, is Winfrey trying to use Neluo to test my bottom line?Or do you want to use this to further grasp the evidence of my involvement in the crime?

He didn't seem to notice the abnormality of his old subordinate, he just nodded slightly, drank the wine in the glass boldly, and stood up.

"I understand." Watson said: "Then we set off now? What is the action plan? Have you surveyed the terrain environment?"

Nelo lifted the windbreaker, patted the holster inside, and said with a smile: "The action plan is very simple: rush in—knock down the watchman—take away the goods."

After hearing this, Watson couldn't help shaking his head, and said in a deep voice: "Nello, you are still so reckless. You have said before that the target of this operation is still on the edge of the city, and it is not appropriate to make too much noise. How can you do this? How about a rough intrusion?"

As he spoke, he walked back to his bed, pulled out a large black cloth bag from the bottom of the bed, and took out two short guns with strange shapes from the bag.

According to Nello Backus, this is the Colt M1873 revolver most commonly used by the officer, except that two short black barrels are added to the front of the muzzle.

He took the short gun from the officer in doubt, and asked, "Sir Watson, what are the two short barrels at the front used for?"

Watson smiled and said, "This is a gadget I've been tinkering with recently. It can effectively suppress the firework and sound of firearms firing. It's just right for us to use in covert operations tonight."

"So that's it." Nello turned off the gun safety, and tried to raise the gun to aim at the furniture in the room. He only felt that although the gun body was a little heavy, it didn't affect the normal use.

"Mr. Watson, you gave me these two guns, so what do you use?"

Watson patted his ribs lightly, "Don't worry, I still have other weapons."

"Well, since you are fully prepared, Mr. Watson, let's set off now!"

"Ah."

Hurry up, I haven't tasted the thrill of killing for two full months, the dark beast deep in my heart is already howling crazily and thirsting!
　It's really bad, make up for it on weekends

　　
　
(End of this chapter)