It was another beautiful morning.
Chung Shen-soo was in his pajamas, sitting on a reclining chair, leisurely reading the newspaper under the winter sun.
From a hidden corner, he saw that His Excellency Count had announced the suspension of the gathering.
This was normal!
After all, just by looking at the headlines about the assassination of the councilman, one could tell that the Kingdom was indeed furious this time.
It was said that even Flea Nest had many security officers stationed there, carrying out raids again and again. Many unlucky Beyonders were arrested for minor crimes and interrogated.
They even destroyed several secret gatherings in a row!
This made many rats in the gutters jittery.
It was understandable that Count had chosen to suspend the gathering.
"Master, there's a letter from Miss Anna."
At this moment, Joel bowed humbly and handed a pink letter to Chung Shen-soo.
From his point of view, this was obviously a love letter, probably filled with longing.
And when his master was reading such a private letter, it was obvious that he did not like people watching.
"You may leave."
As expected, not long after, Mr. Li Wei's gentle voice sounded in his ears.
"Yes."
Joel pressed his hand to his chest and slowly retreated, preparing to go to his room to pray to the Lord of Shen-soo.
Hmm … From his breathing, he has already grasped the basics of the Origins Breathing Technique.
Chung Shen-soo nodded to himself. He picked up a silver knife, opened the envelope, and took out the pink letter.
It was filled with sweet words of love in the Secret Grace language, as if it was filled with the admiration and love of a young girl.
But Chung Shen-soo only curled his lips, took out a special bottle, and poured the liquid inside on the letter.
Zhu Qingliu's sweet voice could be heard, "Thank you for your help, Mr. Li Wei. We have completed our mission. As for the shroud, we found some clues when we were tracking the councilor. It is said that it once wrapped the corpse of an old god. It is an extremely dangerous cursed item. It was discovered in the north of the kingdom and caused the death of all the residents of a small town … It was only recently sealed and prepared to be transported back to the capital. The specific information is …"
After saying that, the letter quickly combusted and turned into ashes.
It was originally imbued with Daoist techniques and would only emit sounds when it sensed Li Wei's aura.
Furthermore, it was only a one-time use item that would be incinerated after use, leaving no trace behind.
"The Shroud of the Old God is indeed a very powerful cursed item …"
Chung Shen-soo's right hand lightly tapped on the reclining chair. He was getting more and more interested.
At this thought, he stood up and walked to the desk. He quickly wrote a letter and handed it to Mormond, who was lying beside him. "Take it to the Flea Nest, the address I gave you last time … Then, secretly find out who it was handed over to!"
The address Chung Shen-soo had given him was the address Count had left behind.
The other party did not know that Mr. Li Wei was the one who had made the deal last time, but he had left his contact details.
Chung Shen-soo was prepared to give him the scattered clues he had obtained this time to see if he could put them together and obtain enough information.
After all, there should be a high-ranking person behind Count who did not belong to the kingdom.
Otherwise, he would not have the confidence to have designs on the Shroud of the Old God.
Count wanted to pull Chung Shen-soo into the water, but he did not know that Chung Shen-soo also wanted him to be the vanguard.
As long as he could muddy the waters of the capital, there would be a chance to make a move!
"Woof!"
Mormond bit the letter and wagged his tail, burrowing into the void and disappearing.
…
Flea Nest.
Behind a narrow iron gate in a dark alley.
The gatekeeper was yawning out of boredom.
After all, the higher-ups had already ordered that there would be no more gatherings. He only needed to reject everyone who came knocking.
At this moment, he suddenly felt that something was wrong with his surroundings. The temperature seemed to have dropped significantly.
The surrounding darkness became turbulent and evil, as if there were countless monsters hidden in it. Strange eyes opened one by one, staring at him without blinking.
"What … What's going on?"
The gatekeeper's forehead was dripping with cold sweat. He felt that he might die a mysterious death like the main characters in many horror stories.
The next moment, those eyes all closed, and the surroundings returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
The gatekeeper had just heaved a sigh of relief when he saw a light letter fall from the sky and land in front of him.
This gave him a great shock, and he collapsed to the ground. After a long time, he mustered up his courage, stretched out his trembling hand, and grabbed the letter.
On the snow-white cover was written: "To His Excellency Count!"
"It's a letter for His Excellency!"
He gritted his teeth, took the letter, and stumbled to find that His Excellency.
After all, if he was cursed or something, there were those big shots behind him who could remove it!
…
The gatekeeper was obviously disappointed.
The one guarding the flea nest was not Count. The Beyonder heard the gatekeeper's story, and his expression changed greatly. He took the letter, but did not open it. Instead, he handed it over.
In the evening, in a luxurious manor in the Queen's District.
"Count" came to the study, looked at the letter on the desk, and smiled. "Is it from the Medici branch? He has news for me? I knew it … No one can resist the temptation of quickly increasing their strength … "
As for the terrifying news that came with the letter, he did not think much of it.
After all, an ancient noble family with glorious ancestors, even if it had declined, still had a considerable heritage.
It was not unimaginable that a powerful contracted spirit world creature had been passed down.
The strength of the collaborator was also a good thing!
He familiarly examined the envelope that had gone through many layers of inspection and took out the letter. The expression on his face gradually became one of pleasant surprise. "These clues … are another piece of the puzzle. Very good … I can roughly guess how it will arrive in the capital and when it will arrive."
A cursed object that was too terrifying had all kinds of strong negative effects.
For example, it could not be carried close to the body, and it would even kill living creatures within a certain range!
And one of the characteristics of the shroud was that it repelled the spirit world and the void, making it impossible to teleport, and could only be transported by ordinary means!
"Next … I need a plan to ambush that convoy."
His Excellency Count thought quickly, calculating the power in his hands, wanting to take advantage of the loopholes in the kingdom's defense to do this.
Suddenly, his expression froze, and he thought of something.
"I don't even know the real name and address of that descendant, how can I contact him?
"Or … will he take the initiative to visit me recently?
"He sold a very valuable piece of information, but did not ask for the slightest reward, this is unreasonable!"
His Excellency Count turned in circles anxiously, not noticing a pair of eyes flashing in the void.
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