Chapter 47 Ince's plan

A long time ago, he should have died in the "Extraordinary Event of Tingen City Technical School", but he survived strangely, causing an illusory dream to become a reality.

Mister Pichai, one of the ten pillars of the Morse Ascetic Society, who could have left before the official extraordinary person reacted, was on the verge of losing control.

In a series of complex reasons, the high-level tremors of the entire Steam and Mechanical God Church were shocked, and even attracted the diocese's contingents, and the senior deacon, Captain of Mechanical Heart, and Iconser Bernard, to stay for a long time.

This has caused the official quality of Tingen City to soar several times in a short period of time, seriously threatening the overall plan.

In response, in order not to let the situation get out of control, Ince Zangwell hurriedly arranged for Ranrus to leave the city of Tingen.

At the same time, Heinas Vancent was exposed by his apprentice, and Dunn Smith was contaminated when he was dreaming of him, and he was contaminated by the image of the real Creator, which launched a critical blow to his greatest resistance in the future.

At this point, the situation that was accelerated at a rapid speed finally showed an unpredictable distortion reaction.

It was like a weak butterfly flapping its wings slightly in the southern continent, but a few months later, it caused a storm to destroy the world on the violent sea.

Alvin Stinson, who successfully joined the Mechanical Heart Squad in Tingen City, was assigned to inquire about the Witch in Tingen City due to the Alfalfa tragedy. He had an inexplicable encounter with Tris head-on and almost killed him directly.

Yes, Mrs. Sharon met Alvin Stinson very reasonably in her residence, and facing the shameless thief, she was ready to...]

Through reading and simple summary, he quickly concluded that the document recorded the secret accounts handled by aristocratic merchants of all sizes in Tingen City, and some dirty things they had done in private, including but not limited to reselling contraband, kidnapping, murder, secret frame-up of an official, etc.

"I didn't want to disturb your work, but... we seemed to have made some mistakes."

"You mean Mrs. Sherron has set up a trap here?" Evan looked around and found no abnormalities.

In front of the door of the safe, which is more than one meter high, thick and solid, Alvin carefully listened to the slight sound of the internal machinery when it rotated.

After a moment, he was stunned again, turned his head to look at the window facing the garden, and a trace of humanized panic gradually appeared on the doll's cheeks.

"Damn it, this guy is back!"

Looking at the layers of gold bars and banknotes inside, as well as the fine texture and valuable jewelry, Alvin suddenly widened his eyes.

"You can no longer let him influence my plans. No matter what secret he hides, the youngest inventor in Tingen will surely die!"

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"Hehe... Now it's certain that Mrs. Sharon is indeed a joyful witch!"

But at this moment, he pressed it back into his pocket so as not to see some children's content. He suddenly poked his head out and said in a slightly hesitant tone:

"I'm working on it. This thing is different from ordinary door locks, and it's a little bit complicated."

Finally, after a long and complex integration of memory, he successfully cut out a strange-shaped key with thin iron bars and opened the thick safe door.

Ince Zangwell looked at the new "stories" that were not written by himself on his notebook, and a hint of anger gradually rose on his face.

"Mrs. Sheron was exposed in advance...and the object was not Klein."

Bournez shook his head and corrected it in time: "No, to be precise, it is a warning device, just like a cautious killer tied a hair or cotton thread to the window to prevent invasion when he left his residence."

After careful examination, Alvin tilted his head and suddenly remembered something, and turned his head to look at the giant drawing board standing in the center of the bedroom.

"Although I can't confirm whether it's the witch of Joy at the moment, you should speed up!"

But coincidentally, Mrs. Sharon was upset by the madness accumulated by the potion, and ended today's dance party early and decided to go home early.

"There are ten thousand pounds here...or twenty thousand pounds?"

[I got the news from the Razor Gang that Mrs. Sherron had a dance party in the evening, which made Alvin Stinson notice the opportunity and decided to sneak into the other party's mansion to prepare for investigation.

Just like Alvin Stinson not only attracted the attention of the Steam Church, but also caused undercurrents to major churches after today's party and turned their attention to Tingen.

"This reminds me of the joyful witches of Sequence Six, who have a special extraordinary ability, can secretly arrange invisible silk threads to limit the other party's actions without the target's knowledge."

Just a few seconds later, he found a black and white photo at the bottom of the safe. With the crimson moonlight that penetrated into the window, he saw a young man with clear eyebrows and bright eyes.

At some point, Bournez, who secretly poked his head out of his pocket, patted his tiny hands with a little excitement.

"Mrs. Sheron's lover?"

"It's just that the threads are tough and sharp. If you want to force them to break them, you can only burn them with flames, so I didn't care about these things at the beginning."

Therefore, Alvin directly stuffed the documents into his arms and continued to explore other items in the safe.

This means that one of his main supporting roles, before he even took part in the performance, weakening the power of the Nightkeepers team, making Dunn Smith on the verge of losing control, Klein felt a misunderstanding, and even the Nightkeepers were about to end their curtain call.

"If it weren't for the generalist's knowledge of mysticism and extraordinary rituals, I wouldn't block and track it, I really wanted to play a guest appearance as a robber who took advantage of the situation, so I wouldn't have to worry about the funds to promote industrial development!"

"No, no..."

In the end, the benefits that can be obtained may not be comparable to those of others. Not to mention the assets in the safe, not to mention the deposits and physical industries that may exist in banks, so there is a deep sense of powerlessness.

Hearing this, Alvin stopped the movements in his hand, frowned slightly and was about to ask questions, when he heard Bournez add:

"As you just walked through the room, I noticed some subtle vibrations that shouldn't exist, like strings that were suddenly broken."

Later, when he instructed the Razor Gang to monitor the special movements in Tingen City, he accidentally noticed Mrs. Shirron and suspected that the other party was preparing to take action.

"The man in the photo looks so similar to the owner of the painting!"

While hesitating, Alvin suddenly gritted his teeth and said, "Forget it, take it away!"

When I thought of myself, I was helping with the research of bicycles and manufacturing flashlights, so that the entire Tingen City Machinery Heart Team was busy and prepared to open the factory without getting stuck in the ground and stayed up all night.

"Hey, it's not right..."

Compared to the inconvenience of carrying, the heavy gold bars that were not found in the place to sell stolen goods, and a few thin pages of paper could be taken back and burned on the spot after browsing. At most, Mrs. Sally held a ceremony of anti-divination and prophecy.

Looking at the overall situation, an originally small variable, after the fermentation of time, may lead to an already predetermined ending beyond recognition.

With a slight curl, and forcibly moved his gaze away from the seductive gold bar, Alvin stretched out his glove-clad palm, picked up the top-level paper document and began to carefully check it.

Simply put, if this thing is exposed, more than 80% of the congressmen and nobles will fall from the altar or go directly to prison.

"Madam Schellon? Where is she?" Alvin began to quickly pack up the tools under his feet and lock the cabinet door again.

“It’s a pity that there is no camera…”

Thinking of this, Ince Zangwell decisively picked up the quill and wrote in his notebook:

After stuffing the other person into his pocket again, Alvin sighed helplessly, then held his breath to avoid the tempting fragrance in the room and affect his senses, and began to study the mechanical structure of the safe lock bit by bit.

But he heard Bournez whisper a little embarrassedly:

"Already...well, I'm almost downstairs!

"I'm asking if your information is accurate... Didn't she say she won't go home tonight?"

Bournez's behavior of splitting the blame on the spot made Alvin speechless and almost couldn't help but curse.

I brag about the fact that I was very good in the past, I said that I could sense the aura of the target, and I was the one who fooled me to pry the door tonight!

As a result, I'm not done yet. You said the owner of the room has already arrived downstairs?

What should I do now? Forced to start a group?
Chapter completed!