The Black Book

"Sir, Lord Murray has been found!"

"What? Where is he? Is he okay?!"

Several foreigners were horrified and excitedly grabbed the constable and asked.

Originally, Murray had been missing for so long, and they all thought that guy must have been killed and divided up all his property. Now he is said to be still alive?

No, he must die!

After looking at each other calmly, several foreigners reached a consensus silently, with cruel and vicious eyes.

On the other side, facing the questioning of the foreign lord, the constable just twitched and looked bitter.

"Uh... not very good... forget it, you can see it for yourself..."

As he said, the constable waved his hand, and someone behind him brought up a strange "residue" the size of a 20-30 kg watermelon.

Looking at the strange thing that was served on the table and could no longer be seen in human form, everyone present swallowed their saliva together.

"Is this... Lord Murray?"

"Yes, after confirming the smell, the remaining clothing fragments also match what Lord Murray wore that day."

"But... how did he become like this?"

The braided Songjiang Prefecture's scalp numbed, and looking at the remains of the body inexplicably reminded him of the sugarcane residue that had been squeezed dry!

"What's the cause of death? What's the cause of death?"

"He should have been put into the machine and squeezed to death. You see, all his bones were crushed, and even his marrow was squeezed out..."

Pointing to the 30-centimeter-sized remains on the table, the constable whispered heavily.

"Originally, he should have been a strong man over 1.8 meters tall, but when we found him, there was only this much left. The brain, blood, internal organs, marrow... were all gone..."

Hearing this, the originally happy foreigner suddenly felt a chill on his back, and inexplicably felt a cold wind pouring in from his collar, and his whole body was covered with goose bumps.

If the murderer can kill Murray, he can kill them too!

"Master Guo! You must give us an explanation for this matter!"

In the grief of the rabbit's death, several foreigners who originally had their own ulterior motives united instantly, glared at the Songjiang Prefecture's prefecture chief, and roared in grief.

"Murray is our brother, beloved relative!"

"He was killed on your Qing territory. If you can't find the murderer, don't blame us for doing it ourselves!"

Originally, they were bandits who would find trouble for no reason. Now that they have a ready-made excuse, they instinctively want to expand their colonial privileges.

And the governor behind them will definitely support them!

This step-by-step, extreme pressure tactic has been tried and tested in the South Asian subcontinent. I believe that it won't be long before this vast and ancient country will completely become their colony and become the most shining pearl on the Queen's crown!

And the Songjiang Prefecture's prefecture chief Guo Shoudong, who was surrounded by them, was sweating profusely, and cold sweat fell one by one on his fat face.

If this angers friendly countries and they rob the imperial capital again, not to mention my official hat, I can't even keep my head!

"Gentlemen! Calm down! Calm down!"

Guo Shoudong bowed and begged for mercy, humbly and flatteringly.

"I will definitely solve this case as soon as possible and make sure you are satisfied!"

Hearing this, several foreigners still wanted to insist, but at this moment, a priest came in and saw a huge cocoon surrounded by everyone, and subconsciously made a cross on his chest.

"Oh God..."

"Father Mal!"

Seeing him coming, several foreigners seemed to have found their backbone and immediately surrounded him.

"Father, you are finally here, come and see what evil caused this!"

Several people led the priest to the table. Mal examined the "cocoon" for a while, and saw the inconspicuous residue on the side, and couldn't help frowning and asking.

"What is this?"

"This... Is this Lord Murray?"

"What?!!"

Father Mal's pupils trembled. He couldn't believe that this pile of industrial waste turned out to be a devout believer who came to church every week!

That was a tall and burly kind gentleman! !

How did he become like this?

"Murray... How did he become like this?"

"We don't know either, so we asked you to come and see. Do you think it's a vampire's trick?"

Faced with everyone's speculation, Father Mal observed for a while and shook his head solemnly.

"Vampires don't have such powerful power. The victims usually just die of blood loss. It's impossible to be squeezed into this state. This is more like the residue of the sacrifice after some evil sacrificial ceremony..."

"Could it be a demon from the Qing Dynasty?"

"I don't know about this..."

Just as several people were discussing, a clear voice came from behind.

"Can I take a look?"

Hearing this, everyone found a petite figure wearing a platinum cloak in the corner.

"Lord Gabriel."

Father Mal invited the figure to the front with a complicated expression. In front of everyone, she slowly took off her hood, revealing a beautiful face with flawless beauty.

As if an angel had descended to the earth, the invisible holy light illuminated the entire room. Everyone present was attracted by her and could only look at her with admiration and piety, as if they had found the meaning of life.

"Oh God!"

It was not until a few seconds later that several foreigners came back to their senses, subconsciously made the sign of the cross on their chests, and quietly looked at Father Mal.

"Who is this?"

"A local church leader..."

Father Mal grinned bitterly. Since this girl came to the Far East, she actually believed in the nonsense that God loves the world, which made the local church staff complain. Many work could not be carried out. Even he did not dare to exorcise the little boy!

However, the angelic girl did not care about the gazes of others. She just calmly looked at the two strange objects on the table, and a faint halo appeared in her pure golden eyes.

"The authority of the foreign demon god is very high..."

Hearing her evaluation, Father Mal couldn't help asking.

"How high is the status?"

The girl just glanced at him and said lightly.

"As high as me."

"…………"

You are just a little kid with the same name!

Do you really think you are the Archangel Gabriel? ! !

Ignoring Father Mal's twitching eyes, the girl drew the long sword at her waist and drew a cold light in the air.

The huge cocoon cracked silently, and disgusting pus gushed out, instantly filling the room with a smell like a rotting corpse.

"Ugh!!!"

In just a few seconds, everyone in the room ran outside to vomit, leaving only the girl standing there with a frown.

After observing for more than ten seconds, she walked out of the room slowly and resumed breathing in the fresh air outside.

"Two demons at the level of the Lord of Hell have begun to interfere with this world. I hope the church can send more clergy to the Far East to quell this disaster as soon as possible."

Walking to Father Mal's side, the girl calmly instructed him.

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