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Chapter 87: The Trial of Liu Yonglu (Part )
Jiuli was a man with a bad temper, and he wasn't one to laugh or joke around. A column of smoke shot out from the prosthetic limb of his right hand, hitting Liu Yonglu's face hard.

This is the method of the Cult of Wisdom. They do not need too much preparation to cast certain forbidden spells, as the materials are hidden in their bodies. Although the power is greatly reduced, the advantage is that they can attack the enemy unexpectedly.

This column of smoke would paralyze Liu Yonglu's entire body. Of course, the original forbidden spell could turn anyone who was hit into stone completely.

But when the smoke cleared, Liu Yonglu was still staring with those two big eyes, unharmed.

The four people sitting there were all shocked. Was Mr. Dou so skilled, or were the mechanical inventions of the Wisdom Church not so good enough?

Jiuli himself looked at the prosthetic limb on his right hand in disbelief.

What about Liu Yonglu? He himself didn't know what was going on. He was sitting there and felt a puff of smoke coming towards him, but when it got closer to him, it inexplicably became much lighter.

After the smoke cleared, Liu Yonglu waved his hand towards Patrick again, which made Patrick excited. He thought that Liu Yonglu was worthy of being the preacher of my Father God on earth and was truly blessed by God. He quickly lit a cigar and handed it to him.

Liu Yonglu felt a little annoyed after taking the cigar. What's wrong with the people here? Can't they just buy some cigarettes?

However, the atmosphere was already tense, and Liu Yonglu took a deep puff of his cigar. The four people thought he was just smoking to calm himself down, but they didn't expect Liu Yonglu to turn his head and puff of smoke all over Jiuli's face.

It is not polite to go without coming back. Liu Yonglu will bear a grudge against me.

"you!"

Jiuli stood up directly from his chair. In all his years in Saint Daoding City, he had never been treated like this before.

Wilson no longer glared at Liu Yonglu, his eyes darting around. This man must be someone important. He remained unmoved in the face of the three of us. The methods used by the Wisdom Cult on Jiuli's side also didn't work on him. What should he do now? He looked at Token, hoping that he would make the decision.

"Jiuli, Patrick, Wilson, please step out for a moment."

Token's expression was serious. It seemed that he would have to conduct the final interrogation himself.

When the three saw Token speaking, they remembered that he was the chief priest of the mass, exchanged glances, and stood up and left the room. "Whether Mr. Bean has a problem or not is ultimately a matter for your Ship family. If you do it yourself, we will definitely trust your judgment."

After the three men left, Token also stood up. He walked around to the wine cabinet behind Liu Yonglu, opened a bottle of red wine and gave it to Medea. At this time, Medea was still standing behind Liu Yonglu like at the beginning, staring at the back of Liu Yonglu's head.

"Pour a drink for Mr. Bean."

He stuffed the bottle into Medea's hands, but Medea stood there motionless, as if she hadn't heard him.

"Medea! It seems that you lack manners today! Don't neglect the distinguished guest!"

Token waited for half a minute and saw no movement. In a rage, he slapped Medea on the hand. The bottle of red wine was not banned at all and all went to Liu Yonglu.

He was just taking advantage of the situation. When the four people were discussing in the study, Jiuli suggested detaining Liu Yonglu and then searching him.

But Liu Yonglu's steady performance just now, combined with his performance in front of Medea throughout the night,

The tiny possibility that made Token change his mind quickly rose in his mind. He couldn't use force at this time. If he was that person, he would be in real trouble.

That's why he sang this song.

"Ouch!"

Liu Yonglu was fed a whole bottle of red wine down his neck. He was shocked and stood up immediately. He shook his windbreaker twice, and it was all soaked with wine.

"Hey, this... I'm so sorry, Mr. Dou, I'll help you change it."

Token immediately helped Liu Yonglu take off his windbreaker. After he took the windbreaker off, Token pulled down his own navy blue wool coat from the hanger next to him.

"Mr. Dou, look at my temper. How about this? I just ordered this coat and I haven't worn it yet. Please put it on first. Take out the things in the coat and I'll ask the servants to wash your clothes."

As he spoke, he started to pull Liu Yonglu's wet windbreaker. Liu Yonglu held him back, as he still had the black stone in his coat pocket!

Liu Yonglu quickly reached into his pocket and put the wallet, copper rope, black stone, saint's blood and the bookmark that the donkey had given him into his new coat.

After putting the things down, Liu Yonglu touched the material and he was happy again. Hey, it's a white coat. The material is so comfortable. If he bought it outside, it would cost at least thirty pounds.

He hurriedly changed into Token's clothes, fearing that he would regret it. Token was also stunned. It wasn't that he felt bad about his clothes, but he saw the three things Liu Yonglu had!

The black stone, he knew, was originally an ancient relic of Patrick, and now belonged to this Mr. Bean, who could now use it to open the dreamland.

The magnifying glass looked a bit like saint's blood to him, but he was not sure. However, judging from the way Mr. Dou treated it just now, even if it was not saint's blood, it was definitely not an ordinary thing.

The most important thing is the bookmark! He seemed to have heard of the pattern on it... The reason why he heard of it, rather than seen it, was that Token had only heard his grandfather talk about this mark a few times.

The only time his grandfather had seen it was forty years ago, a special mark that belonged to that adult!

Originally, Jiuli's intention in searching Liu Yonglu was to see the ID on him.

Is there an ID? Yes, it is hidden in the compartment of Liu Yonglu's wallet, but Token has forgotten whether it is an ID or not when he sees the bookmark.

"Hey, Mr. Bean, can you lend me that magnifying glass you just put in your arms?"

Token was a young man in charge, but he was still a bit cunning. He was afraid that he would reveal his true identity by looking at the bookmark as soon as he opened his mouth, so he deliberately played a trick.

"Oh, okay..."

Liu Yonglu was still studying the cuffs of his coat. When he took a look, he realized that they were made of gold. This coat must be worth at least seventy pounds.

"You see."

Liu Yonglu said, "You can see it," but he did not pass the saint's blood over. He held it in his own hand and stood there shining it on Token like a magic mirror.

He is afraid that someone will snatch his treasure.

Token pretended to take a serious look and saw that it was indeed the blood of a saint, but he was not interested in it and quickly tried to trick Liu Yonglu.

"Saint's blood? It is indeed a precious occult material. Even our Ship Manor does not have it in its collection. But just now, Mr. Dou, the handle of your saint's blood seems to be broken. A small black piece of wood has fallen off."

"Oh, you're talking about this, this has nothing to do with saint blood, these are two different things!"

Liu Yonglu had no idea that this guy had taken a fancy to the black bookmark, so he took it out and compared it with the blood of the saint.

"They are obviously two different things. Look, this one is taller than that one."

Liu Yonglu had been so busy these past two days that he actually forgot about the bookmark. He took the bookmark in his hand and shook it twice. He felt that the length of the bookmark was almost the same as the ribs of the fan. What a pity, there was only one. He could find a few more and drill a hole at the bottom to make a fan.

As he opened the door, Token's eyes widened. The symbols and patterns on it, as well as the strange sense of distortion it brought to him, made it clear that this thing was genuine and belonged to that adult.

"Mr. Bean, where did you get this?"

"Ah? This long black strip? I exchanged it for something."

"what?"

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(End of this chapter)