The Secret Code of Monsters

Chapter 710 Ch.709 Meeting

The opening of Bulao Spring was smooth, and the construction of the house was also carried out in an orderly manner with the help of Randolph's "voluntary".

Everything is going well.

Everything about the ‘Anchel’s’ home ended after the executive arrived at the scene. What they did, together with the intestines and the feces in the intestines, remained on the floor and walls of the house.

It's left everywhere.

I was afraid that later people would not know how happy they had been.

As for whether Xiandel Cratopher has taken measures, whether he has tried to save these poor mortals...

She personally said that she had done her best to provide all the help she could think of and do.

But that alien species is really terrible.

It was too late for them to seek help.

She did everything she could do, but the result was regrettable.

The executives at the survey site said nothing.

First of all, they don’t have to restrain the scene. Secondly, these cultists who travel with alien species should have been burned to death - if they did not die from brain-eating monsters, they would also die from subsequent interrogation and trial.

Just like the cultists in the dungeon.

Except for a few extremely lucky students, most students have reached the point of being 'irreversible' - the tentacles in their ears have long been firmly rooted in their brains. After trying various methods, the crow told these pitiful things very much. Boys and girls:

They are dead.

This made the cell lively again.

By the way.

There are a few particularly 'smart' who do not put pearls into their ears.

But other places where things can be stored.

You can imagine where those tentacles have traveled and how long the long way they have walked to find their brains - the girls who have done this have experienced a lot of time more than others.

The outcome is the same.

After the parents of these children found out the whole story, they went crazy to yell at the door of the trial court, attracting police officers and police detectives from the Supervision Bureau.

They had a fuss for a few hours and went to the church in groups.

‘Our children went astray! Who should take responsibility? ! ’

There is no doubt that the church stands aside with the Inquisition in this kind of matter - especially the alien species such as "Pearls in the Clamshell". Anyone who is not stupid knows what consequences it will lead to once it is spread.

The only place to negotiate is.

They can also meet their children.

Meeting, listen to how stupid your child is, then go home, write a letter to the newspaper, angrily criticize Queen's College for being very harmful, and ask the supreme crazy woman to make compensation and apologize in person.

At the same time, he cursed the first half of the Inquisition (not the church).

——Although the source of the whole thing is not in the Queen’s College, it has nothing to do with the Queen and the Court of Justice.

But parents who have lost their children will not tell anyone about "should" or "reason".

Chettenham's investors and heads invited these parents privately, Chen Ken apologized and made many promises, and the Queen deserved it.

So, two days later.

She received these people in the small banquet hall of the palace.

No one knew what happened during the period. After the banquet, these parents who filled their stomachs never said a word except for hiccups.

——It is obvious that investors in both schools have accurate and different judgments on the living standards and morality of poor people, and they know where their resentment comes from: is it the pain of losing children, or is it from a sudden loss of wealth. desire and greed.

The name Darwin returned to the most prominent position in the newspaper.

No one has discussed the violin anymore. Many people say it is an addictive drug, and it is just a trouble caused by a group of bad boys who haven't grown up - it is said that one of them has both parents and doctors.

This makes sense.

Secretly, the executive officer and the inspectors' detectives still wander around the city of London every day, searching for possible missed fish.

Roland has also participated in several events.

He found that these people who were ‘parasitic’ were extremely keen to share their ‘happiness’ with others – they would lure people who had not experienced this happiness, so that they could be parasitized and become one of them.

Fernandez said it was caused by alien species, but Ms. Blade believed that this was the true face of human beings.

In the end, a lot of people were caught by parasitics, but the mastermind behind the entire case had no clue.

"But we should be sure that we are the ritualists of the "Mestish Church". ”

Fernandez stood on the side of his desk.

There were also Ravens, Peter Heller, Blades, and three captains whom Roland was not very familiar with.

Enid absent-mindedly fiddling with a bottle of wine.

That was retrieved from the cellar.

"You decide for yourself. At least half of them will be on standby in London," Enid absent-mindedly fiddling with the delicate perfume bottle in his hand: "That thing is no threat to the vigilant rituals, and the mortals can't say it-at least half a year We all need to cooperate with the Supervision Bureau.”

"Cooperate?" Knife Bian sat opposite the crow with a cigarette in his mouth: "Who cooperates with whom?"

"Is this a question?" Fernandez sneered: "When will the Supervision Bureau dare to order the Trial Court?"

No mistakes, one song, one content, one in 6, one book, one bar, one reading!

"Before you pretend, Fernandez Dewinson, can you blow out the people who shouldn't be here?" The crow stared at Roland sinisterly: "What qualifications do your deputy have to participate... A conversation?”

"Just because he can beat your shit."

"I'm not surprised at all that word comes out of your mouth."

"Everyone present can beat your shit out, crow, shut your mouth."

The man in a black cloak slowly stood up.

After not seeing each other for many days, he became even more gloomy.

Knock.

Enid's thumping interrupted the tension.

"Have you ordered perfume in Bulao Spring?"

crow:……

Fernandez:...

"I ordered a set," Blade shrugged and looked at Roland. "Is it a little too expensive, Mr. Collins. I have to be hungry for good smell."

Roland looked serious: "We only earn one penny per bottle."

The woman was helpless and glanced at Enid, who looked like "Look at me, Roland is amazing" and said, "Your subordinate should be a businessman. I think it is better than a ritualist."

This kind of teasing and joking makes the atmosphere much easier.

In fact, the executives in the office are more familiar with Crow and Fernandez than Roland - these two bastards must fight as long as they stay in the same space.

Just like cats and cats' tails.

"So, let's talk about a more important issue."

Enid lowered her eyes.

"Darwin."

"The scholar who claims to be 'evolution'. I think everyone knows what impact this theory will have on the Holy Cross, on our denominations, and on God the Father."

Peter Heller shook his head, his voice loud and gentle:

"It doesn't matter where people come from, Lord Jutiya. Whether we come from the mercy of God the Father or just monkeys walking upright, this will not slighten our faith in half-score as God the Father's sword, firm and firm Faith is like blood flowing in our souls.”

Enid said um, not very satisfied with his answer: "Save good words to your apprentice, Heller. You don't have to face those old things, even if the socks of the father of all things are hidden in the room. No one knows."

Everyone laughed.

“The problem now is.”

Enid slapped her eyelashes and looked at each executive one by one.

"Can he still be alive?"