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Soto City.

In the past, this grain-producing city of the Barak Kingdom opened its gates 24 hours a day, allowing people from inside and outside the city to enter and exit. Nowadays, there is a slight difference. There are two teams of people at the gate for inspection. One is Soto. The soldiers in the city, and the second are the personnel wearing the uniforms of the Spirit Hall.

The atmosphere seemed a little dignified, and people arriving from other places had to wait in long lines to pass through double inspections and confirm that there were no problems before they could pass, which seemed extremely strict.

Among the people in the queue, some of them are not clear about what happened and exchange information with each other.

"Brother, why is Soto City inspected so strictly today?"

"I don't know, the main hall of Wuhun was bombed!"

"What? Brother, are you kidding me? This joke is not funny at all. Who has the courage to blow up the main hall of the Martial Spirit?"

"Shhh! Be quiet! Didn't you see all the people from the Spirit Hall at the gate of the city?"

really,

The person looked in the direction indicated, and he really met the cold eyes of the Wuhun Hall personnel.

Moreover, what surprised the passer-by was that these Spirit Hall personnel were more or less wounded, and many of them had bandages wrapped around their foreheads.

Just as this passerby was shocked, there was a sudden commotion in the crowd.

Passers-by stared at him, but saw a man, a man in a big red dress, who was unruly and went straight to the gate of the city.

His body was inlaid with gold and silver patterns, especially the gem on his chest that was shining with golden light and was the size of a baby's fist, and it was full of luxury.

Ordinary people have no idea what this means.

This behavior of jumping in line naturally caused verbal criticism from everyone in the queue.

"This stupid lack, who dared to jump in the line, will definitely be unlucky."

Just when such thoughts emerged in the minds of passers-by, they suddenly discovered that the people in the Spirit Hall all straightened their waists, their heads high and their chests high, and they saluted the man respectfully.

This discovery immediately caused a wave of waves with one stone and caused an uproar among a group of passers-by.

Everyone is eagerly discussing who this person is, but no one knows.

The focal figure in the crowd was naturally the Ghost Douluo Guimei who had received Pope Bibi Dong's mission to investigate the bombing of the main hall of Wuhun in Soto City.

Ghost Douluo's unpredictable face turned towards one of the people in the Spirit Hall, saying:

"Take me to see the person in charge of Wuhun Hall here."

"Yes!"

The man was wearing a deacon uniform, but he didn't dare to breathe in front of Ghost Douluo, for fear of offending the big man in front of him.

Walking into the city of Soto, the crowds are much sparser. Looking past, you can see from time to time heavily armed guards patrolling around regularly. The spirit power surging on each guard shows that their level is at least one. Soul master.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly, and it seemed that the city lord of Soto City was not a man of wine and rice.

After the main hall of Wuhun was blown up, City Lord Soto, in order to avoid suffering a greater blow during this extraordinary period, specially arranged such a show, which can stabilize public order and at the same time deter the Xiao Xiao in the dark. .

Ghost Douluo followed the guide to the hospital and met Bishop Besca.

At this time, Bishop Besca was lying on the hospital bed. Although he was wrapped in a bandage, Ghost Douluo could tell at a glance that Besca had recovered from his injuries early, just pretending to be sick here.

As soon as Besca saw the symbolic clothes of Ghost Douluo, he was shocked, got out of the hospital bed, and said respectfully: Love me e-book www.25txt.com

"Meet your lord."

"Yeah." With a hint of joking in his eyes, Ghost Douluo said with deep meaning, "You are the Bishop Besca who presides over here, right? How's your injury recovered?"

"Return to my lord." Bishop Besca did not dare to conceal, and honestly replied: "My injury has healed early."

Ghost Douluo originally thought that Besca would use some botched excuses to prevaricate himself.

But never thought that Besca was so honest that he couldn't help but look up at the old man with one foot in the coffin.

"What does this mean?"

Hell Douluo didn't mean to pursue it, Bishop Besca let out a sigh of relief and quickly explained:

"My lord, this is the case. I previously guessed that the hidden enemy destroys the main hall of the spirit, obviously there is a sea of ​​blood and deep enmity with our spirit hall, so if the enemy knows that my bishop is not dead, there will be a lot of There is a high probability that they will come to the door for assassination, so the subordinates will simply continue to stay here after the injury is healed, in order to catch the person behind the scenes."

It sounds like there is some truth.

Ghost Douluo nodded secretly and said concisely:

"Then, did you succeed?"

Bishop Besca's wrinkled face, squeezed out a bitter smile, and said:

"My lord, the subordinates have been here for a while, and haven't waited until that person. It seems that the other party's purpose is only to blow up the spirit main hall."

"Yeah." Ghost Douluo said nonchalantly, "Take me to see the ruins of the main hall of Wuhun."

"Yes!"

Bishop Besca didn't dare to disobey this adult's order and personally led Ghost Douluo.

Across the distance, you can see Wuhundian personnel and Soto City guards enclosing the nearby streets, prohibiting any outsiders from entering or leaving.

Ghost Douluo naturally didn't need to verify his identity when he entered the blocked area.

Finally, I came to the original location of the Wuhun main hall. In order to avoid making it difficult for the search personnel to do, the place was not cleaned up, and it was still the same as it was when it was bombed.

Seeing this broken wall, Ghost Douluo was secretly surprised. The main hall of Wuhun covers a large area, at least the size of a gymnasium, but at this moment it has become like this.

Especially in the most central area, there is a deep hole under the ground depression, which is as deep as five or six meters, which is shocking.

Bishop Besca came over with a tray on which some steel shards were displayed.

"My lord, the only clues we can find are these things."

Ghost Douluo picked up one of the fragments and looked closely, and found that these fragments all showed a slight arc, and the edges were extremely sharp.

"My lord, don't underestimate these things. When it exploded, these steel fragments didn't know how many people were killed."

Hearing Besca's cry, Ghost Douluo suddenly became interested in these things.

However, no matter how he observes, he can't see some clues.

Just like people in the Middle Ages, you can never imagine what a cannonball looks like.

Ghost Douluo pondered for a moment, and asked:

"Have you ever thought that these things are actually left over by meteors?"

All of a sudden, Besca was a little dazed.

Sir, your brain is a bit big, right?