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Chapter 112 Interrogation and Investigation

The living room on the first floor of Zatanna's Mystery Agency.

The melting ice water almost drowned Maiev. Who is Maiev? Of course, it's the demon that possessed the fly before.

Inside the glass bottle at this moment.

Its thin wings were wet with ice water, and its body was also damp. The fly demon was trapped in a small glass cup, surrounded by an energy shield that emitted a purple light.

"Clang clang~"

Gino bent down and tapped the glass with his finger.

But to Maiev, the sound was like countless suonas exploding in her ears, and the enormous noise made Maiev howl in pain.

The fly, staggering and swaying as if imitating a human, propped itself up on its hind legs and squeaked, its bright green head raised high: "The great Lord Mammon will lead us to conquer the human world, and then I will personally gnaw your head off!"

Gino was somewhat surprised that this demon was so rampant, but this also surprised him even more, as this demon might know a lot of inside information.

"Tsk, you can't grasp the situation."

The boy smiled, suppressing his anger, and then took out an insect repellent mosquito coil from the corner.

"I'm giving you one last chance to tell me everything you know."

"impossible."

The fly demon was tough, but Gino was ruthless too. Without saying a word, he lit the mosquito coil and stuffed it into the glass bottle.

"Cough cough cough!"

A thick, foul odor slowly permeated the bottle, the deadly smell causing flies to howl mournfully.

But what's worse is that although it possessed a fly, the demon's soul was far more powerful than the fly's.

In other words, ordinary incense will only cause the demon pain but will not kill it.

After Gino finished doing all this, he sealed the glass bottle tightly, then turned and went into the kitchen to help Zatanna cook.

After the two finished cooking and eating and left the kitchen, the bottle was filled with white mosquito repellent smoke.

Gino picked up the bottle and shook it; a faint clinking sound came from inside.

"Now, shall we speak?"

"You two demons, kill me!"

From within the smoke came Maiev's mournful wail. This damned human was far more demonic than any demon. He even thought that Lord Lucifer should tattoo this man on his body.

Who's the kind person who tortures others with mosquito coils for exorcising demons?!

"I won't give you a few more," Gino sneered, picking up a few more insect repellent sticks as he did so.

"Satan, no, please no, I'll tell you!"

The demon's shrill voice even carried a hint of sobbing.

Zatanna sat on the sofa, listening intently to the intelligence.

The demon howled, "It's the Spear of Destiny! The Spear of Destiny!"

Gino looked at Zatanna.

The girl frowned, stood up, pulled an encyclopedia from the bookshelf, browsed it, and quickly gave the answer.

"The Spear of Destiny, also known as the Spear of Longinus, is said to have been a flying weapon wielded by a Roman soldier who stabbed Jesus to death. Because it was stained with the blood of the Son of God, it possessed some incredible power."

Zatanna's face was terribly dark, because she had already guessed what Lucifer's son wanted to do.

"so?"

"He probably wants to use this divine weapon to return to the mortal realm."

Zatanna flipped through the book and quickly found the content, reciting: "If a powerful demon is to be brought down to earth, one needs a spear of destiny tainted by the Son of God, a medium with a natural psychic ability, and the help of an angel."

"A medium is a human who is born with the ability to see the existence of spirits and deities."

"But it is impossible for a powerful angel to help."

Zatanna muttered to herself, her face full of struggle: "Those high angels are loyal to God and would never betray Him."

Gino shrugged and offered a different perspective: "Then how did Lucifer fall from heaven?"

Zatanna remained silent, then her expression grew increasingly grim.

She knew things were in serious trouble.

If Mammon were to return to the world, it would be a disaster for the world.

Zatanna's inaction is based on the premise that her own life is not affected, but if the demon child is allowed to descend to earth, then no one will have a good life.

The existing order will collapse, and chaos and killing will become the norm in the world.

This goes against Zatanna's ideals.

The girl took a deep breath and looked at Gino with a serious expression: "Gino, I participated in the plan you mentioned to kill Mammon!"

"Hmm~"

Gino shrugged, tossing the glass bottle to the ground as he said softly, "I've said what I needed to say. Now, all that's left to do is send this demon back to hell."

The boy slowly raised his gray leather shoe and whispered to the demon in the glass, "After you return to Hell, please tell Mammon to wash his neck clean and wait for me."

Before he could finish speaking, the leather shoe landed.

"Splat!"

The shattered glass also crushed the fly's body, leaving a stain on the floor as its flattened body, mixed with its red and green entrails, shattered along with it.

"What's the next step?"

After dealing with the demon, Gino picked up the water glass on the table and took a sip. Professional tasks should be handled by professionals.

Zatanna pursed her lips, her face grim: "We're going to a place where we can find a psychic."

[Negative emotions from Zatanna +10, +10.]

metropolis.

St. Marygate Cathedral.

The crucifixion painting hangs in the center of the church. In the painting, Jesus is depicted with his hands pierced by nails on a cross, and a Roman soldier holding a spear pierces Jesus' chest with a spear.

A deep red carpet was laid in the center of the hall, with neatly arranged bookshelves on both sides.

The magnificent chandelier overhead further emphasizes the sanctity and inviolability of this church.

*Smack!*

Black leather shoes stepped onto the clean carpet.

Gino brushed the frost off his trench coat and walked side by side with Zatanna.

The young priest approached the two.

"How can I help you?"

"No, no, I'm just here to see someone."

Zatanna's gaze skipped over the young priest and landed on the reception table behind her.

A blonde beauty sat in a chair there, with fair skin and features that looked as if sculpted by God. Even sitting in that chair, she exuded a sense of holiness.

She was wearing a black priest's robe, and her expression was serene.

The priest nodded and turned to leave.

"Is that the woman you're looking for?"

Gino glanced at the girl and subconsciously activated his X-ray vision, only to find that the woman was enveloped in a smooth halo.

Strange, I can't see through this woman at all.

Zatanna clenched her fists nervously: "He's not human."

Gino chuckled: "That's interesting."

The two approached.

The girl glanced at Zatanna, her gaze lingering mostly on Gino. She slowly closed her book, raised an eyebrow, and stood up with a smile.

As the woman stood up, a gentle aura silently unfolded, making people feel relaxed and happy.

"Good evening."

The woman stared at Gino: "I don't know what has made you visit the church so late at night."