Deep Sea Embers

Agatha checked the secret compartment where the queen's profile was hidden, and it was indeed as reported by her subordinates—it was just a place to secretly commemorate the Frost Queen in private, and there was no trace of supernatural power left.

She looked at what had been searched: plaster casts, commemorative coins, manuals.

Fifty years ago, that would have been worth a noose.

But the horrible years that made everyone tense have passed. Today's Frost authorities have to consider the long-term stability of the city-state and its own image of justice. Commemorative behavior is usually only a warning, at most some fines.

And even warnings and fines are things that the magistrate has to consider - secular government orders and laws are not the responsibility of the cathedral.

"This is not something we should ask about," Agatha shook her head, "Sort up this part of the situation, notify the security authorities, and let them take care of the follow-up work. However, we need to take these souvenirs back for inspection, in case any of them... Hiding something."

"yes."

After simply arranging some follow-up finishing work on site, Agatha stood up from the sofa and breathed a sigh of relief.

There are too many things to deal with, and she can't continue to delay here.

"Remember to follow up the investigation of the sewage treatment center at any time, and monitor the pipeline system in this area." She finally ordered her subordinates, and then walked out of the room.

There is a narrow corridor outside the house. The old staircase stretches forward under the dim light. There are two other families quietly opening the door to pay attention to the movement here. A few pairs of slightly panicked eyes look out through the crack of the door. with.

Agatha waved to those eyes.

"Go home, pack your things, and wait for instructions. Temporary evacuation is required here—please rest assured that we will solve the problem here as soon as possible, and you will be able to go home soon."

After saying this, Agatha didn't care about the follow-up reactions of those residents, so she walked down the stairs and walked towards the exit on the first floor.

She didn't use the "gray wind" to drive, even though she usually likes to do it-but today her thoughts are very chaotic, and she feels that she needs to organize her thoughts, and walking slowly helps think.

At the same time, she also wanted to sense the remaining breath in the whole building by the way, to see if she could observe the remaining "element" pollution in other places.

So thoughtfully, she walked along the old stairs to the exit, and came to the open space outside the residential building.

The stale musty smell dissipated all of a sudden, and the fresh and cold air lifted Agatha's spirits, which even gave her a momentary illusion—as if she had come from a dark and damp crypt. Walked out, came to the sun in general.

The crowd gathered outside the residential building had already dissipated, leaving only curious passers-by in twos and threes, pointing at a safe distance, and after Agatha appeared, those passers-by also left quickly.

No, there are still people here.

Agatha frowned. She saw a young woman wearing a veil, long blond hair, and holding a large bag in her arms, still standing in the open space in front of the residential building, looking dazed.

"This place is blocked, please don't stay," Agatha stepped forward, reminding with a slightly serious tone, "Are you a resident here?"

The blond woman wearing a veil seemed to be taken aback, and Ji Ling woke up suddenly. She turned her head to look at Agatha, and pointed to herself suspiciously: "Are you talking to me?"

"Of course, who else is here?" Agatha frowned. For some reason, she always cared about this stranger in front of her. Although she confirmed that she didn't know him, she always felt that the outline between his eyebrows and eyes seemed familiar, like As if I saw it not long ago, "Are you a resident here?"

"Ah, no, no," Alice quickly waved her hand and pointed to the distance, "I live there, it's quite far away—what happened here, I heard someone died?"

"The guards are dealing with this matter." Agatha said casually, and at the same time she was a little puzzled - the blond woman on the opposite side reacted a bit strangely, didn't she recognize herself as the gatekeeper of the city-state?

Alice didn't notice any changes in the eyes of the woman in black and bandages in front of her - she just thought the other person's outfit was really interesting.

Much like what the captain looks like now.

But the captain had told him not to judge other people's appearance casually, and not to talk too much about himself to strangers—the former was not polite enough, and the latter was not cautious enough.

Alice could not quite spell these two words, but she felt that the captain must be right.

It's time to say goodbye.

So she waved to Agatha, with a happy tone: "Then I'll go first! Thank you for answering my question!"

The blond woman in the veil just left, looking beaming, but Agatha looked at the back of the other person leaving, but felt weird in her heart.

What the hell is this guy here for?

She has lived in this city-state for more than 20 years, but she has never seen such a person—there is an inexplicable, simple and happy atmosphere all over her body, and her tone of voice is unsuspecting when she speaks. There is no haze in appearance.

Agatha frowned, and then froze suddenly, as if she didn't notice something strange just now until the other party left.

"No breathing or heartbeat...?!"

The young gatekeeper suddenly raised his head, looked in the direction the blond woman was leaving, subconsciously wanted to catch up, but just as she was about to take a step, a burst of hurried footsteps suddenly interrupted her movement .

A guard in black ran over, holding a report in his hand, looking quite anxious.

"What happened?" Agatha frowned, and asked seriously without waiting for the other party to speak. At the same time, she couldn't help saying something in her heart—this is already messy enough, don't let it happen again.

"There is an urgent 'express message' from the No. 3 cemetery," the black-clothed guard stood up straight and spoke quickly, "The original clue to the 'mysterious visitor' is here."

Agatha's breathing obviously paused, and then she grabbed the letter paper in the opponent's hand, and after shaking it away twice, her eyes quickly swept between the words.

The young gatekeeper fell silent, and stood motionless as if frozen, and there was no movement for a long time.

The guard in black looked worriedly at his immediate boss, and couldn't help but say after a few seconds: "... Gatekeeper, this matter..."

Agatha slowly turned her head and looked into the eyes of her subordinates: "If someone suddenly tells you that an existence similar to an ancient god has come to the city-state in a physical form, and the way he walks in the world is to go to the Citizen Help Center to rent a car. A two-story house with a terrace... how would you react?"

"...I will find the nearest church for psychological counseling, or consult a more famous psychiatrist." The black-clothed guard said honestly.

"You're right, but it's a pity that I'm already the spokesperson of the city-state's highest-level church, and psychiatrists can't solve the problem of the ancient gods coming," Agatha sighed, and slowly put away the letter, " Everything counts, everything needs to be prioritized first...uh."

She raised her head and looked at the place mentioned in the intelligence - Oak Street.

It happened to be the direction that the strange blond woman who had no breathing or heartbeat left just now.

...

Nina ran around the whole house excitedly, and then got into the kitchen, studying the kitchen utensils that were obviously much better than those in Pulender's home.

Shirley and Agou wandered around the living room and dining room on the first floor, pretending to "inspect" the place, occasionally stopping to comment on the surrounding furnishings.

The two of them have been on the Lost Home for so long, and they are already exhausted.

Ai fell on the dining table not far away, and his whole body was buried in a large pile of French fries-today was the day he ate food.

Duncan was sitting on the sofa in the living room, watching this scene with a smile on his face—although all his smiles were blocked by thick bandages, Fanna standing next to him had an inexplicable feeling... At this moment, Captain Duncan looked like a kind old father in his eyes.

Fan Na quickly shook her head, put aside those outrageous associations, and looked at the two girls (and the dog) who were running around the house.

"There is an empty room upstairs for you, did you go to see it just now?"

"Looked at it!" Nina trotted over, nodding repeatedly, "Very good, it's bigger than my room in Prand!"

"This place is really not bad," Shirley also ran over, with a bright smile on her face, "I wish I had known that you settled so well in the city-state, and you came here two days ago—the boat is so boring! things to do..."

Duncan turned his head slowly: "The homework I leave for you every day is enough for you to write for three hours-why there is nothing to do?"

Shirley suddenly realized that she said something wrong, and instantly shrank her neck.

"You wrote it for her?" Duncan lowered his head slightly again, looking at Agou who was trying to hide himself in the shadows.

Agou's head was almost retracted into his neck: "I... I practiced a lot for myself, to live up to your hard education..."

Duncan laughed--he laughed, and looked very happy.

"Relax, I brought you here to play, not specifically to criticize you," he waved his hand, and looked up at the wall clock on the wall, "Alice should be back later, at least one hour before dinner , Shirley... let's make up the homework, starting from the sixteenth page of the vocabulary book."

Shirley's mournful cry rang in the ears of Fanna and Morris after a long absence.