The man holding the gun thought he was clever.
He had obtained a ticket to enter the “Mystical Side” from the beginning.
Then, he gradually established a firm foothold in the “Mystical Side” of Lorde.
What he relied on was his brainpower.
Not some mindless killing and fighting.
In the eyes of the gunman, any kind of physical confrontation was the lowest form of action.
As long as you find the other party’s weakness and firmly seize it, everything would be easily resolved.
That’s what the gunman had done before.
“Um, found the place where Kultz used to hide.”
Finch lowered his voice.
With a gleam in his eyes and without any hesitation, Jason said straightaway, “Let’s go!”
Finch immediately led the way.
Taniel, who was being questioned by Holle, called out from behind.
But Jason had no intention of stopping; he just boarded the police carriage.
“Did you make Lord Jason angry?”
Holle asked in surprise.
“Accident! Accident!”
“Who would’ve known it would turn out !”
Taniel said annoyedly, then immediately smiled and promised, “Don’t worry! During the winter break, I’ll treat Jason to traditional delicacies. He will definitely forget about this unpleasant experience!”
“I hope that traditional delicacy is truly delicious.”
With that, Holle stopped paying attention to these matters and earnestly questioned Taniel about what had happened.
While Taniel was giving a detailed account, Jason and Finch had already arrived at Kensing Street.
Jason looked surprised as he looked towards the center of the street.
There had been too many things happening in Lorde recently.
And these incidents were all more or less connected to Lorde’s most bustling street.
The ‘Moon Mask’ club was located behind Kensing Street.
The attack by the ‘Tomb Guardian’ Santel occurred at the end of Kensing Street.
Was it finally Kensing Street’s main drag’s turn?
“I hope His Honor the mayor won’t get angry.”
“Otherwise, the Chief and the Commissioner are going to get scolded again.”
Looking at Kensing Street, now thoroughly under martial law, Finch said with a wry smile while pointing ahead.
Bondi was standing there.
Bondi called out, then pointed to the sewer in front of them.
The manhole cover had already been lifted, and a foul stench wafted out from within.
Standing on the edge and looking down, Jason could see a wooden ladder with several people shuttling back and forth, investigating below.
“I never would’ve thought Kultz would choose the sewers.”
“Not only did he carve out a huge space on one side of the sewer, but he also made a separate exit.”
“It avoided the stink and was sufficiently secretive.”
“If it hadn’t been for Ferrymon, we would never have discovered this ‘secret room’ in the sewer.”
Bondi spoke as he descended the ladder.
Jason followed closely behind.
Then, the two walked towards the ‘secret room.’
As they moved, Bondi asked with a smile:
“The smell is unpleasant, isn’t it?”
“I just encountered an even worse smell a moment ago.”
Jason said earnestly.
Bondi was curious about what could be smellier than the sewer that Jason had encountered, but the secret room, now within reach, made the sheriff, who always put official duties first, hold his tongue.
He didn’t want his consultant to be distracted.
Following the hole in the wall, Jason stepped inside.
It was a space as large as two basketball courts. One side was clean, furnished with beds and other living items, while the other side was… bodies!
Bodies that had been treated and dried, like frozen pork, were stacked in layers.
“Clearly, Kultz has been feeding the bodies snatched from the cemetery to his creatures.”
Ferrymon, who had already conducted an examination, said.
Bondi nodded slightly, agreeing with the consultant’s sentiment.
However, Bondi wasn’t in a rush to conclude.
Jason also agreed with Ferrymon’s statement.
Because it made sense.