Becoming a god by raising witches

Locke looked at Hannah with a puzzled expression.

Hannah reached out and pinched Locke's cheek. "You can't do whatever you want just because you're handsome. Our family's current situation is completely unable to support a healthy marriage. Once your sister finds a job, we'll save money for you for another five years. It will take at least five years before you can find a lady to date."

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Locke stared blankly at his sister Hannah, not understanding what kind of nonsense she was thinking.

However, one thing is certain: my charm has definitely increased.

After breakfast, Locke and Hannah headed toward the hospital where Enzo was. On the way, they stopped at a newsstand and bought a copy of the Kosork Morning News for 1 mick.

The headline in the morning paper was: "500 civilians gathered in the West District City Square to perform a bizarre dance until they died from exhaustion!"

Locke and Hannah exchanged a glance and frowned simultaneously.

The victims they had seen before were "dancing" in the Petter Street square, while the West End City Square is five times larger than the Petter Street square, and the number of people there last time was far less than 500.

"We need to hurry!"

Chapter 24, The Bureau of Paranormal Investigation

Locke and Hannah returned to the hospital and, after paying Enzo 10 mice and a pack of York cigarettes, underwent a second test.

The water quality test results still showed that the heavy metals exceeded the standard and contained a large amount of mercury.

"This time it can be confirmed that it was the wastewater discharged from the Laszlo gold refinery that polluted the Cési River."

Hannah clenched her fists, intending to write the report as soon as she got back.

As for Compass Water Company, no further investigation is needed; the two water quality test results speak for themselves.

Their company's water purification equipment must be substandard, or it may have only undergone simple dust removal, deodorization, and decolorization treatments.

In order to let her neighbors see the truth as soon as possible and not place their hopes on the church, Hannah rushed home and began writing.

Locke then went next door to visit Mrs. Amour and her family.

At this moment, Lizzie, who had been lying limp on the bed, had woken up and was groaning in pain, her limbs flailing as if she were out of control.

"Mommy, Mommy, Lisa, Lisa, kill me, I'm in so much pain."

Lisa hugged her sister Lizzie tightly, her eyes red, and prayed incessantly, "God of life, please, save Lizzie, save Lizzie."

Mrs. Amor frowned. "Lisa, let's go to the church again. The priest will surely be able to help us."

"Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu"

Lisa nodded, sobbing, the sound of her sobs filling the small space.

The knocking interrupted the conversation between the mother and her two daughters.

Mrs. Amour walked to the door, carefully opened it a crack, and when she saw the familiar Locke, she slowly opened the door to let him in.

“Mrs. Amor, Hannah and I have investigated the recent events…”

Locke told Mrs. Amor the whole truth, as well as the symptoms of the victims in Old Jor's apartment, and then described the news from this morning to Mrs. Amor.

Mrs. Amour finally believed Locke's words. Her body trembled uncontrollably, and tears welled up in her eyes as she looked at the clothes that were soaked with moisture in the room.

If she hadn't been a laundry worker, her daughters most likely wouldn't have contracted the virus, just like the other residents of Old Tom's apartment building, who were all asymptomatic.

"So that's how it is!"

"Yes, this is poisoning. Please go to the hospital as soon as possible."

Knowing that Mrs. Amor was in financial difficulty, Locke took out 300 micks and placed them in her hands.

"Consider this a loan from me, and you can pay me back when you have the money."

Eileen watched silently as Locke gave away her food money, and the cat's brow furrowed almost imperceptibly.

This was indeed something Locke was capable of doing; his soul was radiating a white light.

“Locke…”

Mrs. Amour instinctively wanted to refuse, but she was afraid that if she delayed any longer, Lizzie would lose her life. However, if she spent all of the family's savings on hospital visits, it would still mean that the family would not survive the winter.

So in the end, Mrs. Amour chose to accept Locke's offer.

"Thank you, Locke. You and Hannah share wonderful qualities."

"Go to the hospital quickly."

Based on information he had seen in the newspaper, Locke pointed out a low-cost civilian hospital to Mrs. Amor and Lisa, urging them to go there for treatment as soon as possible.

Having settled things with Mrs. Amour's family, Locke, having spent a considerable amount of money, didn't rush home. Instead, he went to try his luck near the Trey Bridge to see if he could find suitable work.

If all else fails, he'll have to go find the rich woman Lucy and cling to her coattails, hoping she'll still remember him.

Hmm, the person I sent away after spending 30 gold coins has come back.

I have a feeling this isn't a good reputation.

Locke chuckled to himself, disappeared into the crowd, and planned to walk to the Trey Bridge area.

Suddenly, a man and a woman in uniform blocked his way.

Generally speaking, the uniforms of ordinary sheriffs are blue, but their clothes are purple.

The style was the same, but it was a high-ranking sheriff that Locke had never seen before.

Their features were plain and their appearances were very indistinguishable. Even someone like Locke, who had a good memory, might forget them as soon as he turned around.

"Hello, Mr. Locke, we need your cooperation in investigating a case. Please come with us."

The female sheriff spoke gently, with a warm smile on her face.

Locke immediately thought of the letter he had sent out. Had the government really seen it and sent someone to investigate?

"Is it the Compass Water Company case?"

Locke asked.

The male sheriff shook his head. "No, it's a case of a lady's belongings being stolen."

"Women's items lost?"

Locke looked at the two of them with a puzzled expression.

The black cat on his shoulder gave a hint.

"You'd better watch out, people from the Bureau of Oddities Investigation."

The Bureau of Paranormal Investigations? What the heck?

What kind of bizarre department is this? Why are they dressed as sheriffs? And do I look like the kind of thief who steals from women?

Locke thought to himself, then suddenly remembered the necklace around his neck.

Could this necklace be what they're looking for?

What the hell!

Miss Witch, are you deliberately trying to cause me trouble?

This is such a hot potato, and you're making me wear it around my neck.

Locke, not wanting to get involved with any strange people, immediately took off the necklace around his neck and handed it to the two sheriffs in front of him, a move that stunned Eileen.

Although the witch's red crystal necklace is now just a strange object to enhance charm, it is still a strange object, something that ordinary people dream of, and Locke has no attachment to it at all.

"Gentlemen, I found this necklace yesterday. If it belongs to someone else, I'm very sorry, but I'm willing to return it to its rightful owner."

Locke's expression was sincere.

The female sheriff examined the necklace with the red crystal pendant, felt it carefully, slowly shook her head, and handed it to the male sheriff.

The male sheriff picked up the pendant, rubbed it a couple of times, and shook his head.

They returned the necklace to Locke.

"Sorry, we have the wrong person."

Locke watched in surprise as the two turned and left.

Using his keen hearing, he overheard the two whispering.

"I actually made a mistake. This is the first time I've ever made a mistake."

"I can't believe it," the female sheriff said, exasperated.

"Don't worry, Angela. Everyone makes mistakes. It is indeed a necklace tainted with the aura of a witch, but it's not the one we're looking for. It has no soul at all."

The male sheriff offered words of comfort.

“Twenty people died at the Laszlo Alchemy Plant last night, confirmed to be caused by the strange substance C19, and he happened to be there, so he shouldn’t be unrelated to it.”

The female sheriff said, puzzled.

"Whether it's a disguise or not, we'll just have to wait and see. We should observe him for at least a month."

As the distance between the two gradually exceeded 100 meters, Locke could no longer hear what they were saying.

Twenty people working at the Laszlo Alchemy Plant's Impact plant have died?!

What is the strange object C19? Is it the necklace around my neck?