The Secret Code of Monsters.

Chapter 643 Ch.642 The Disobedient Thief

Whether it is Dan Budge or Kingsley, whether it is Rose or Roland, they all call the "Silver Spindle" a low-level cult.

This is for a reason.

Just like they waited until after these people’s gathering, only to find out that the other party hadn’t even bought a carriage.

——These women who "voluntarily joined" the cult actually walked across the East District, made a big arc, and came to the end of the South District - where they waited for their prey.

'It won't cost much to buy a carriage.'

Kingsley grumbled to himself.

But he thought again, these women living at the bottom of society don't know how to drive, and if they buy a car they'll have to hire a driver, and they'll have to consider the possibility of leakage - the organizers of this cult are not very smart.

'That's really strange.'

According to the information provided by Rose, this cult had been hiding very well before - what made them start to be so 'stupid'?

"Follow me."

Dan Budge pulled out his gun and called out to the three men in a low voice.

"This is the first time in my life that I've caught a thief with a woman. To be honest, I wouldn't be surprised if the Father of All Things suddenly showed up to have dinner with me tomorrow."

Rose led Halida and crouched behind him, saying without giving in:
"Then you'll have to prepare some smart and pretty newsboys."

Kingsley: ...

He had only been in London a short time.

But I have also heard the 'rumors' about the Holy Cross.

To be honest, he always felt that the coachmen in London were better informed than some intelligence agencies - the key point was that everyone spoke with certainty and authenticity, as if they had seen it with their own eyes.

The old sheriff at the front heard this and suppressed his smile:

"…I'm starting to like you, little bastard."

"Your way of liking someone is to scold her?"

"Of course. If you and your maid can protect yourselves and don't sprain your ankles or bump your heads, you will be upgraded from 'little bastard' to 'stinking shit'."

Rose said save this title for your wife and children.

"...I call her 'horse's ass'," the old man couldn't help but speak dirty words, muttering: "I really don't know which good family would let their daughter go out and wander around at night..."

"Nosy people are not liked by others."

"I don't need to be liked."

The four of them quietly fell to the end of the team, and walked with them through the narrow alleys, abandoned collapsed stone piles, and made a long circle.

The black-robed parricide men walked for fifteen minutes.

Finally arrived at the destination.

Go further and you will be out of the city.

It was an old abandoned house.

Weeds are growing like psoriasis, the walls have no paint, and the fences have no locks.

Bundles of old trees stretched out their hands and tangled with each other, spitting out dry offspring without a single leaf. If a few stone tablets were erected on this dead land, it would be no different from a cemetery.

The leader in black robe pushed open the iron bars with a creak, and the rest filed in.

"very good."

Dan Budge put his gun back into its holster and turned to look at Rose and Kingsley, "Looks like we can go to the Tribunal now."

?

Rose was a little surprised: "The Tribunal? Why?" The old sheriff was equally surprised: "What else? Girl, we found a cult's den, and the police can't do anything about it - use your brain, who likes cults the most?"

Dan Bach had no intention of leading the three rookies behind him to rush in, kick open the door, and shoot everyone to death with a few shots.

That's too dangerous.

All he had to do was to determine the location of the party, wait until it was over, and then follow each of the women separately and report everything that had happened to the Inquisition's executor - those Black Crows were ruthless.

These cruel criminals must die.

they…

Maybe he won't even make it to the gallows.

This is Dan Budge's way of "resistance" - not personally getting involved in cases that he should not be involved in (and that cannot even be considered a case), and at the same time, letting those who deserve to die die obediently.

"How boring," Rose pouted, "I ran out at night just to explore the way?"

The old sheriff sneered: "We don't know if there are other people in the house, and we don't know the number and type of weapons they have. It's even possible that there are... ritualists among them. Little bastard, if you are tired of living, find a rope yourself..."

"My woman is still waiting for me - Fuck! Why don't you stop her!"

Before Dan Budge could finish his speech, Rose crouched down and slipped into the fence.

——If you know everything, what’s the excitement?

"Why didn't you stop her! Do you know what she was doing?! She was looking for death!" The sheriff's face suddenly changed. He grabbed Kingsley by the collar and almost lifted him up from the ground: "This is the woman you brought out! Detective! You should be responsible for this! Isn't it? What's going on with you?!"

Kingsley has grown so big.

For the first time, I felt "innocent" and "wronged".

"To be honest, Mr. Budge. Sometimes I don't know what she's thinking...I'm serious." Kingsley patted the sheriff's thick arm and asked him to put him down.

Then, he pulled out a small pistol from his waist.

This is a specially modified firearm that is not only easy to carry, but also powerful enough to kill targets.

There is just one drawback.

Only one bullet can be loaded at a time.

"Put your bitch away," Dan Budge glanced disdainfully at the gun in Kingsley's hand that was no bigger than a toy, pulled out another one from his leg, threw it to him, and took out a cardboard box from his coat pocket: "If you don't know how to use it, don't shoot."

"If anyone hits me, I will go to jail and wait for 'release'." After saying this, he stuffed a dagger into his jacket pocket.

Kingsley ignored him, lowered his head and fiddled with the knife for a few times, pulled out the dagger, bent down and crawled through the fence.

"Call the police," Dan Budge told Halida before entering. "Do you know the location of the police station and the court? Go to these two places and tell them what happened - just say that a young nobleman is involved in the case -"

He asked Halida to erase Rose's existence.

Because Dan Budge knew one thing very well: if there was a rumor that a certain lady appeared at the crime scene, it meant that she was kidnapped, which meant that the person who kidnapped her was a man, which meant that the people who kidnapped her were several men - which meant that they did something.

"Don't mention your mistress. Just say you were having a secret meeting with your lover... and this detective, and you ran into me. Is that clear?! You're a servant, your reputation doesn't matter."

The more anxious the old sheriff was, the more patiently he taught Halidaha what to say: "Go stop a carriage and tell him it's the court of justice!"

He slapped the dazed Halida on the head to wake her up.

"I will bring back your whole family and Miss Malburen."

"Bah! What a fucking coward!"

The old sheriff spat and swore, stuffed himself into the railing with difficulty, and slid into the night without looking back.

In the silent night, only Halida remained there.

(End of this chapter)