Mystery: From Meeting Amon

Chapter 252 The Lazy Fool

Hearing this request, Lewis raised his head in surprise.

Let the witch Shirley go to meet Polly Ian?Are there any mistakes, Shirley almost killed Polly Ian.

"This is not a good idea. That poor woman tried to kill him twice in a row. This is a risky behavior." Lewis advised in a voice that only two people could hear.

He aimed at the bottom of the golf ball and hit it. The golf ball crossed a beautiful parabola and fell into the hole 300 meters away.

"Oh my God!" Miss Martina covered her mouth that was opened due to excitement, and exclaimed, "This is the farthest goal since the establishment of the club. Mr. Lewis broke the record!"

"Yes, it's hard to imagine that we'd have the honor of knowing such an all-round gentleman," another lady added.

Grelint was not in the mood to appreciate this precise shot. He said in a deep voice, "I think Polly Ian is willing to take such a risk. What's more, with your help, that poor woman would not dare to make such a risk." Anything out of the ordinary."

Lewis put the club aside, and said coldly: "At 11:[-] p.m., you ask Polly Ian to go to the bridge in the Backlund Bridge area, and I will arrange it."

Greint's body paused for a moment, he lowered his head, and said in a trembling voice, "I really don't know how to thank you, Mr. Lewis."

Lewis waved his hand. After five o'clock, he had dinner in the club. Today's dinner was a dish of foie gras, which was said to be cooked by the royal chef.

The rich, fresh and salty oil paired with sweet brandy made him forget for a moment that this is a cruel delicacy.

"Master Puppet just died today, it's best not to contact anyone who sells weapons tonight, otherwise it will appear too deliberate.

Going back in a few days is still deliberate, but at least it can fake another possibility. "

After making up his mind and having dinner, Lewis wiped off the oil stains from the corners of his mouth and returned to his residence in Queens.

As soon as he got back to the house, he saw a carriage with the sign of "crossed swords, surrounded by a crown" parked outside the house, and the police came.

"How could the police suspect me? With my modus operandi, even a high-sequence transcendent wouldn't be able to find out.

Unless, the people who came were the police on the surface, but they were actually those related to weapon trafficking.

They know the purpose of Master Puppet and Master Puppet, so it is easy to suspect me. After all, I am the only one who conflicts with Master Puppet these days. "

Without reminding the coachman, Lewis continued to return home as if nothing had happened. He hid in the shadows with his cane, and had already begun to silently recite the honorable name of "The Fool".

"The fool who is not of this age;
The mysterious ruler hidden above the gray mist;

The king of yellow and black who holds good fortune;"

After the chanting was over, Lewis hurriedly said, "I have been targeted by the army's supernatural beings. They may use methods such as souls and dreams to interrogate me. I beg for your protection."

After reading it silently twice in a row, the carriage had already stopped at the door of the house. Lewis let his figure appear and got off the carriage.

A policeman has already run over, he showed his police card, said:
"Mr. Lewis Harvey, you are suspected of committing the crime, please come with us."

Lewis frowned. Now that he is a real rich man and a favored person of the true God, he can deal with this situation calmly.

He took off his pocket watch and took a look. It was just after six o'clock in the afternoon, and he didn't know if he could still arrange for Shirley to meet Polly Ian.

Closing the pocket watch, Lewis said coldly:

"I can go with you, but I won't answer any of your questions until my lawyer arrives!"

"This is your right," the policeman agreed, taking back his documents.

As soon as he stepped out of his private carriage, Lewis got into the police carriage again and was taken to a nearby police station.

He was not worried about the interrogation by the police. In fact, neither the police nor the official transcendent dared to do anything excessive to a true god's favored person.

I'm afraid that when they meet George III or the lackeys of the Witch Sect, these people will not play their cards according to common sense.

"Sorry, Mr. Lewis, that's the rule."

Halfway through the journey, a policeman covered Lewis's eyes with cloth strips, preventing Lewis from seeing what was in front of him.

Sure enough, there is a ghost, do I need to blindfold me when I go to the police station?
Lewis was always paying attention to the movements around him. He had already outlined the route he had traveled in his mind, but he suddenly discovered that his destination was a basement behind the police station.

As soon as he entered the basement, Lewis felt a tingling sensation, as if someone was whipping his soul.

"It's definitely the military's torture method. This makes me sure that Baron Zachary has something to do with the military, but I didn't make this trip in vain!"

However, George III was so courageous that he actually dared to directly torture a favored person of the true God without going through any procedures.

"I ask, you answer!"

An extremely majestic voice came, which made Lewis couldn't help but want to give in. It was obvious that the other party's voice was mixed with extraordinary power.

Lewis remained awake. He pretended that he couldn't bear the pressure, his body was bent by the pressure, and he agreed: "Okay."

"Did you go to Backlund East Region today?"

Lewis' face turned hideous, and the whip that attacked his soul became heavier and heavier, as if it had thorns on it.

"No...no!" Lewis replied, suppressing the discomfort.

The man who asked the question looked at a woman behind him. The woman adjusted her glasses and said coldly: "Under the guidance of my soul, no one can persist in not lying, and the superhuman is no exception."

The man looked at Lewis again, and said in an extremely oppressive voice: "What happened just now was just a dream you had, you can leave now."

Lewis felt that his mind had become a little dizzy. He pretended to be asleep, and the previous policemen took him into the carriage again.

After waiting outside the police station, a policeman helped Lewis remove the cloth strips from his eyes, and gave him a slight push:
"Mr. Lewis, the police station is here."

Lewis looked around blankly, and asked casually, "Why did I fall asleep?"

"Maybe you are too tired." The policeman prepared the steps for Lewis to get off the carriage, and fooled him with the words he had prepared in advance.

Lewis didn't speak any more, he knew that he had already passed the military test.

Perhaps, the secret puppet master did know some secrets, so his death directly attracted the attention of the military.

As someone who had a direct conflict with Mi Puppet Master, he would naturally be the first to be suspected.

Lewis pretended to be unsteady, walked into the police station with the help of the police, and was locked in a separate small room.

Suddenly, gray mist appeared in front of his eyes, and an angel with pitch-black wings embraced him and merged into his body.

Lewis was silent for a while, is The Fool already this lazy?

(End of this chapter)