I am creating a esoteric religion in London

Chapter 38
When the female detective and her assistant left the building where Glover and his son were located, they drifted away from William McConaughey.

It was only at this moment that Watson really came to his senses. He turned his head and looked upstairs in a daze, as if he could still see the secret sect leader exuding a sharp-edged aura.

He knew that he must have fallen into the influence of the other party's mysterious power just now.

This is the first time I have experienced such a tense sense of danger since time travel. While the moth of intuition flapped its wings desperately, it also awakened the primitive and irrational desire to fight in his heart. Field!

"I just...was I affected by taboo things?"

"Yes, you stared at the opponent the whole time, as if you saw an opponent in the ring, and you almost rushed to fight him."

Charlotte said: "I have seen similar records in the basic materials of the Anti-Suppression Bureau. Secret cultists or aberrants have a power that can subtly influence people's hearts and stir up negative emotions in ordinary people. Among them is a kind of secret Cultists have the ability to induce the desire to attack."

"William McConaughey would be one of those esoterics."

Watson naturally knew it well, he thought it must be the influence of the Secret Biography of the Blade, but he still asked suspiciously: "But why haven't you been influenced by him?"

Charlotte took out the gold thread pendant, the light inside the stone was so dim that it was almost extinguished, and a slight crack appeared on the surface at some point.

There also seemed to be a crack in her heart, and the turbid wind of the secular world broke in, extinguishing the exuberant thirst for knowledge and unreasonable suspicion.

The female detective suddenly felt a burst of relief, thinking that the strange things in this hidden world were indeed strange, and she seemed to have changed herself during this period of time. She was suspicious and refused to believe anyone. It seemed that even if a sow was pregnant for no reason, she would Do everything possible to find the perpetrator.

She tore off the noon stone that had lost its effectiveness.

"Because this...the Stone of Noon, according to the Defense and Suppression Bureau, is a strange object that can resist evil influences and maintain sanity. It seems that it has reached the limit of endurance."

"I see."

Watson nodded, looked up at the top floor and said with lingering fear:
"William McConaughey... this man is dangerous!"

"It's much more dangerous than Lance and Harris. I'm now... probably not his opponent."

"Perhaps you should ask the Anti-Suppression Bureau for help, this is not a powerful opponent we can deal with at present!"

Charlotte looked at the cracked Noon Stone. Although she had the impression that the target was more like a gentle and elegant mortal during the contact with the target just now, she had seen too many villains who were good at pretending to be good. Don't be completely sure of your first impression!

What's more, the shattering of the Noon Stone, the familiar pair of Oxford leather shoes on the other party's feet, and... all prove that the other party is the leader of the Shining Blade Cult.

Although she doubted Watson, at this moment she was still willing to believe in Watson's ability to judge danger after his life and death.

Facing such a dangerous enemy, she needs Watson's help. Watson's rationality and combat effectiveness can provide a lot of assistance in this case. For this reason, she is even willing to temporarily put aside her doubts about Watson. The experience has been concealed, but at least it has not shown any tendency to be unfavorable to her.

Besides, Charlotte is really unwilling to seek help from the family, after all, since that incident happened...

She said: "You are right! We may have alerted the other party this time. I have to inform the Anti-Suppression Bureau to act as soon as possible before they evacuate!"

"Watson, you stay here to monitor William McConaughey's actions, I will rush back to the Anti-Suppression Bureau immediately!"

"Ah."

The female detective quickly got into a taxi on the street and threw a lot of money to make the other party go faster.

Watson walked into a tavern diagonally opposite Glover & Sons. The tavern windows were backlit, and the interior environment was a bit dim, which was just right for him to hide and monitor.

He ordered a glass of cloudy beer, quietly watching the closed shutters on the top floor.

Suddenly the blinds were rolled up, and the mysterious leader stood in front of the window, holding a teacup in his hand, looking very comfortable.

Watson narrowed his eyes slightly, and there seemed to be emerald green light flashing in the depths of his pupils. He stared at the target with all his strength, trying to find out the opponent's weaknesses and flaws from the opponent's action patterns...

However, he could only see a white-collar worker living leisurely, a mortal who seemed to have flaws everywhere.

But William McConaughey is by no means weak and incompetent!

But being able to pretend to be so ordinary like an ordinary person proves that the other party is far stronger and more terrifying than he imagined!
It is rare for Watson to show a hint of retreat. Victory or defeat is commonplace in military affairs. There is no shame in retreating strategically. The most important thing is to preserve strength... God knows if there is a head beyond common sense hidden under the opponent's thin skin. scary monsters!

William in the distance seemed to feel his gaze, and suddenly turned his head to meet his eyes!

There seemed to be intense sparks in the air, but that was just Watson's wishful thinking.

In fact, in the moth's field of vision, the opponent's face was gradually distorted, and his face was raised and ferocious, like flesh and blood wriggling.

The violent blade protrudes through the body covered with frost, like a wild steel branch blooming from the nourishment of flesh and blood. The iron thorns tear through the skin of mortals and spread almost to the ceiling, finally revealing the true face of the blade-like man!

It was a strange steel body made up of murderous weapons such as knives, guns, and blades. The metal body covered with thin frost was as sharp as thorns, and it shone with a shocking cold light in the morning sun.

William's big black mouth was split open, revealing sharp teeth that were barbed like deformed daggers, and dark red viscous liquid dripped from the corner of his mouth.

Its head is a circle of curved metal sheets like soft swords, and an incandescent ruthless lamp can be faintly seen in the gap, flickering crazily!

Watson only felt that his eyes seemed to be illuminated by a certain bright light, as if a foreign object had been inserted into the eyeball, the surrounding muscles began to convulse, the lacrimal glands secreted liquid unconsciously, and many black shadows passed before his eyes.

Tears dripped down his face, and he seemed to be moved, but also terrified.

………………

When Watson recovered, he saw a group of heavily armed soldiers in a blurry field of vision, led by a female detective, rushing into the building where Glover and his sons were located, followed slowly by a courtier Old man walking.

He guessed that this was the reinforcements from the Anti-Suppression Bureau.

However, the moth in the skull seemed to be injured and dying in the gaze just now, and he couldn't use the mysterious vision now.

But judging from his experience, this group of soldiers moved in an orderly manner, with heavy steps and steady breathing. They were rare elites in this era, and they could be called the embryonic form of special forces.

"If I were to face this group of soldiers with my bare hands, I'm afraid I wouldn't last three minutes, but..."

Watson raised his head and looked at the half-way back behind the glass window, and said in his heart: "But you, William McConaughey, can you control the hunger in your heart...leave them a whole body?"

However, the facts didn't seem to develop as he expected. The top floor was very quiet, not to mention gunshots, roars, and flesh tearing... Not even the noise of commotion came from upstairs.

Watson was puzzled. Didn't any dispute break out?What is the Anti-Suppression Bureau waiting for? !

He also saw a soldier from the Anti-Suppression Bureau running hastily from outside the street and rushed up.

Half a minute later, the entire anti-suppression bureau team followed the old man to the street. The old man dispersed the guarding soldiers and communicated with Holmes one-on-one.

Their voices were kept low, as if they didn't want outsiders to know the content of the conversation, but Watson still read some content from the frequency and amplitude of their lips opening and closing.

Female detective: "Impossible...I clearly...he is sure..."

The old man of the Anti-Suppression Bureau: "...no abnormality...conclusive evidence...only this time...attention...my lord duke..."

After all, the old man led the troops away, leaving the dejected female detective alone.

Watson had a guilty conscience and waited until the Anti-Suppression Bureau completely left before going out.

He came to the lonely Charlotte, and was thinking about whether to comfort her, when he saw that the light gray pupils of the other party had regained their fighting spirit.

The female detective looked up at the glass window and said forcefully:
"William McConaughey..."

"All this is not over yet, I will definitely find the conclusive evidence of the evil crimes committed by you and your Shining Blade Cult!"

　Jeters of Radisson, young and old, ladies:

　　(The members of the church squatted in the corner and cried) Everyone, please don't raise it any more. This book has finally been revived and entered the second round. I would like to ask you to give me a little help and help me to read it...

　　Now follow-up reading is really important to Mengxin! ! ! (The people in the church begged hoarsely)

　　ps: Originally, the second round this week should be updated every day, but firstly, the author is busy with work, and secondly, the real blade leader finally appeared on the stage. I was thinking about how to write in a compelling way, and I wasted a lot by scrapping two chapters in the middle time
　　
　
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