We Villains Put Invincibility on Our Faces

Without a gang member, Krieger still remembers the contents of the file. He knows who is missing, Ulysses, the boss of the Soluscher gang, it has nothing to do with his memory, it is entirely because the boss still Less than 1.5 meters, the shortest of these mummy is also taller than him.

Out of respect for the deceased, Krieger closed his eyes and then yanked open the detectives’ hidden pockets. These mummies were terrified before they died, but Krieger did not find any wounds on them, and died at the door. Gu Ganshi has shown that the people here are not all dead in an instant, but a death process that is completed in order. Maybe something went wrong when they performed the blood sacrifice, or maybe they were the target of the blood sacrifice themselves.

After some tossing, Krieger really found a short letter. The position of the flame paint had been torn apart. He blinked vigorously so that the eyes disturbed by the rich alcohol could see clearly. The messy and scribbled fonts hurt him more than alcohol.

"Excellent Detective Poirot, you are really our lucky star. Thank God for sending you to us. No matter what kind of praise it is, it can't show that we are grateful to you. These inferior kinds of stealing artworks have been caught. Prison, but we found them again. I have to do this, even if these thieves stain the honor of our family, the great Mr. Poirot, I would rather you not find this group of despicable thieves.

Do you still remember the precious gems we entrusted you to find? We were really dazzled by greed. How can there be gems that are as colorful as a fist? In particular, there are dozens of these gems in the same huge rock.

Mr. Poirot, these things are not gems. These are the eggs of a creature, a terrifying creature. My family and I, as well as other innocent nobles who hold these eggs, have had the same nightmare. That is four. The tentacles that were groping below were terrifying and disgusting creatures. We found information about this creature through unofficial channels. This is the Earth Burrower, and what we put at home is the Earth Burrower's eggs.

I don't know how to describe this kind of thing, it is like a giant ground-dwelling squid. Their worm-like slender body is always wrapped in mucus. These creatures will always appear with the sound of singing. These powerful diggers can survive for thousands of years and will carefully protect their offspring. They have mixed various peculiar properties, and have no resemblance to any creatures on this planet. The reason why there are no adults on that rock is simply because these eggs are about to hatch.

If those crazy astrologers are not wrong, then this kind of thing can dig through the rocks like passing through butter, without breathing.

Detective Poirot, we have some news about the fact that most burrowers live close to the core of the earth. Only the wanderers, the exiles and the individuals who were accidentally entrained during the magma eruption will explore. The icy surface where humans thrive. Perhaps they are close to the surface in order to give birth to offspring, because the young burrower insects cannot withstand the high temperature. We can't understand their exact motives, but we know that once this kind of thing is completely incubated, our city will face a disaster.

I ask you, Detective Poirot. I ask you and your two assistants to resolve this incident. I have recovered most of the eggs, but there are still two eggs that have hatched. They can communicate using telepathy. They Perceiving our thoughts, from our deep sleep to the daytime, we will never live in peace. They call the name Shude Meier. This is the only clue I can give you. "

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"What is this?" Hodgesson's throat was hoarse, his eyes flushed red.

"Earth-boring worm, or boring worm." The blue-eyed police officer pressed Hodgersson’s head and carefully fumbled the top of his forehead. After confirming that there was nothing abnormal, he relaxed and let go of the small tour Zuo's shoulder, "I know you have nothing to do with this matter, but what I just did with you was a test, an invitation from a new world."

Hodgersson just fell on the table with a weak look, but the hatred on his face was already unabashed.

"Why? Want to experience it again?"

The blue-eyed policeman put the statue in front of him again. Hodgesson screamed and slammed the statue against the wall. He wanted to rush towards the policeman, but in mid-air, he saw the blue pair. Suddenly, there was a streamer in the eyes of his pupils, and it quickly turned around, and Hodgersund stopped in mid-air like this.

"On the one hand, those who can react to this thing are talented people, and talented people can see through the illusion of peace and look directly at the inner chaos and malice." The blue-eyed police officer picked up the statue and cherished it. Wipe the floor clean, while continuing to speak to Hodgersson, "We...No, we have existed for some years, but specific things can only be answered after you join."

The police officer smiled with a smiling arc in his eyes. He looked at Hodgersson struggling desperately, "Look at you, you can betray your personality for a little money, it's really hopeless, but even people We all want scum, you are not even a problem with money greedy."

"So you want to join us?"

"By...what".

"If you don’t join, you will be executed. There are many experiments before the execution. Who will let you see it? But in return, if you join us, you won’t have to worry for the rest of your life. If you are worried that we will continue to use you to do it. Experiment, then you can bring in a new kind of like, I believe you are very good at this."

Hodgersson smiled for the first time, "I am really good at it. I will treat you as a test subject, I swear."

The police officer shrugged and nodded nonchalantly, Hodgersson got the answer he wanted, "Since I have joined, let's talk about salary."

"You will get it."

"Huh, I hope so." Hodgesson pinched his nose, hitting the table just now, and has been hurting, "What is the Burrower?"

"It's just a high-level life. When I was a child, I could burn it with a cigarette, but when I was old, I couldn't kill it." The police officer sighed. "Fortunately, the burrower is extremely sensitive to water. Although the mucus that envelops their skin It can isolate a very small amount of water, but even a slight immersion in water will kill the burrower insects. We have been using a plant full of water to deal with these small insects, but the big ones can only pretend to be invisible, I think why the Thames has been dug so many tributaries."

Hodegerson seemed to have heard something terrible. Before he could ask a question, the blue-eyed policeman disappeared in front of him, and the doubts that made Hodegerson's stomach were all suffocated.

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Schud Meyer, what is this again?

Krieger is a little strange, the background here seems to be very awesome, but this has nothing to do with him, the fishhook has found the body of Ulysses.

It turned out that there was a cave at the bottom. Ulysses was in it. The thick soil blocked the beach boy's induction, but when the range of the hook scan became larger, this barrier became invalid.

Diablo’s mother was buried in the ground before, and her mouth was sewed, and the bald-headed father was buried in the ground and her body fluids were drained.

To put it simply, there was a bug that ate Ulysses. Krieger was standing at the entrance of the cave. Who would have thought that there was a big living person hidden under his feet, and an extremely hot breath came from below. Lises was about to be roasted, and there were traces of ingested body fluids on the back of his neck.

"Help me!" Ulysses could only make gestures, and Krieger knew at the first glance that this guy was dead, or it was a strange thing that he was still alive.

"help me!"

"Okay, I'll save you." Krieger pointed his gun at Ulysses' head. The one-minute boss blinked, and soon closed his eyes again, his chin raised as far as possible. Up.

Krieger pulled the trigger.

Obviously, Detective Poirot had failed, and the blood sacrifice was also a strategy to delay the appearance of the worm. Krieger just stuffed the note into the mummy's mouth, and then broke Ulysses' head, preparing to throw it to Scotland Yard.

The incident here is over, so let's leave it to Scotland Yard.

ps: Next is the record of insects

ps2: py "Buddha Gacha Machine"

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This machine is hidden in the world, and one of the students inadvertently touched its sharp edge and suffered a lot from it. This student is Ye Lingyi, a contemporary university student.

The world changes, and this student travels to Gensokyo. This is a story of a man with a Buddhist attitude towards life and a gashapon machine who doesn't have much sense of existence.

Even so, Ye Lingyi still...

Chapter 131 Insects

I haven't done it yet, why are you all dead, Krieger is a bit speechless.

Although the traces of being sucked on Ulysses are scary, for Krieger, a worm that is afraid of water is nothing to be afraid of. Let alone the existence of Scotland Yard, the United Kingdom is surrounded by oceans, and the Thames is away. The distance here is not far, as this worm grows to "destroy the world" and it has long since drowned.

After confirming that there was nothing missing here, Krieger retracted the shell and carefully erased the traces he had left. Even the letter was folded back into Poirot's arms. If it is found here, Krieger still hopes for Scotland Yard. If this matter can be resolved as soon as possible, he will not destroy this clue.

The criminal investigation technology of this era is very primitive. The most commonly used method is to investigate one by one. Krieger's whole body is fake. It is impossible to do this with normal means. Of course, if Scotland Yard can find him through some supernatural ability, there is no way. . However, according to the speed of experience of each world, two worlds have not been here for a week. It is estimated that when Scotland Yard realizes his existence, it is not him that should have the headache.

When he reached the door, Krieger hesitated, and finally gave up lighting this place. The traces he left could not be used as evidence. There was no need to ignite the fire. After all, there were many workers around, and he had to consider a lot of consequences.

The footsteps gradually departed, and the guard at the door lifted his head from the newspaper and smiled friendly. The big dog also posed its tail and leaped towards him eagerly. The guard hurriedly grabbed it and murmured.

Krieger, who had walked out of the gate, thought for a while, and then folded it back. He took a little money from his pocket, stacked them in front of the guard, and divided them into two. "I like this dog very much. Buy him something delicious. Of course, this one belongs to you."

Krieger blinked, then smiled and touched the dog's head until the Doberman grunted contentedly.

Amidst the guards' thanks, Krieger left here completely.

It was all right. Krieger walked to the door of the house and let out a big breath. From his hurried departure in the middle of the night to the slow return, he had spent a lot of time on the road, and the sky close to seven o'clock had been fully brightened, and he walked all the way. Krieger has seen that many servants have already started working and are drying something.

"Ah, Mr. Krieger." Krieger, who was opening the door with the key, was called. The butler next door saw him and walked over happily. "Sir, our master is going to invite you to a dinner party. He Say that your advice on stocks is very effective. Can you please come that night?"

Krieger politely declined the host's kindness and said that he would go there in the future. At the same time, he said that his parents also liked them very much.

After some different compliments, Krieger still refused the dinner party and the suggestion of adding a few servants to the house, and finally said goodbye to the housekeeper. After closing the door, Krieger shook his head. The owner of the house next door didn’t know if he was really stupid or fake. Almost all the stocks of big companies in this era are profitable, but it depends on whether you are qualified to buy in large quantities, like who Knowing that when the information is blocked, you can make a fortune by making a long-distance price difference, but the initial capital and the household registration system can easily scrap a good businessman in the future.

Seeing that you have made me a lot of money, I won't complain about you. Krieger buried his head in the pillow. As expected, only the bed is the most important furniture in the house.