Chapter 133 The deserted riverside street again
"Is this a ritual tool?" Watson asked.
Nello Bacchus replied: "No, this is a wooden doll made by the extinct Marruvim people. It is said that they used it to appease the twin witches in the lake that they feared... Although the Marruvim people have been exterminated. , the lake they lived in has long since dried up, but there is still an incomprehensible magic hidden inside these puppets that were used for sacrifices.”
"As long as you carry this wooden doll in a cloth swaddling bag and take care of it like a well-behaved baby, the doll will also feed back the knowledge and power of the mind to the carrier."
Watson frowned slightly. He already understood what Nello meant - sir, you can use this kind of item to understand the last scripture of the secret of thunder.
But the doll in front of me is obviously broken and cannot be used anymore. And is the power obtained by this trick safe? Could it be more dangerous and more likely to lead to mental loss of control than the power of esoteric transmission gained through practicing the rules?
He expressed all these doubts.
After Nello heard this, he sipped his wine and chuckled: "Is it safe? Will it cause loss of control? Haha, Chief Watson, you are worrying too much. The secret power contained in these treasures and tools is so meager that it is not worth mentioning. And only the secret disciples of the corresponding nature can obtain the knowledge and power, and this power cannot help the secret disciples to advance to the next level."
"Although the risks of using these treasures also have certain risks, this risk is really negligible compared with actions such as jumping ahead of time and contacting deeper Si Chen secrets. As for the sudden increase in the power of secret transmission without practice, it will bring Will it increase the chance of losing control if it comes out too arrogantly and unrealistically?”
"Haha, that's just a problem that mediocre people need to worry about. A strong-willed man like you, Sir Watson, can't you control your inner arrogance and pride?"
Faced with Nello's flattery, Watson just nodded slightly, but a smile appeared on his face again. He rubbed the smooth and moist wooden doll with the pad of his thumb, feeling the inner feelings that were so thin that they were about to dissipate. mana.
"But this wooden doll seems to have been damaged. I guess it doesn't have the effect you mentioned, right?"
Nero nodded and said: "Sir, you are right. In fact, this puppet has been used by me, and the knowledge and power contained inside have been absorbed by me. This is why I am sure that this puppet has the ability to increase the progress of the secret transmission. effect."
"Then there are still extra puppets within our sect?"
Nero just shook his head slightly, "No."
Watson's eyes narrowed slightly. He knew that Nello's sudden mention of this thing was definitely not for fun and fun. The other party was not of such a leisurely character and must have a certain purpose.
"Then it seems that Nero, you know where to get similar puppets like this?"
"Haha, I can't hide it from you, sir!" Nero poured a glass of wine and toasted, "According to my information, a group of criminals occupied an abandoned warehouse on a river bank street somewhere, and they hid all the stolen goods in the warehouse. And they happened to be unloading a batch of treasures tonight from a wealthy businessman who liked to collect strange and weird things. Among them, there happened to be treasures similar to this puppet. We hurried to go there before morning and returned the treasures. We have time to borrow one or two items from their warehouse that may be useful to us.”
"We? Just you and me?"
"Yes, even though this row of riverside warehouses has long been abandoned, it is still on the edge of the city. It is not suitable to set off in groups. It is easy to leave unnecessary traces."
"Does Mr. Morgan know about this?"
"I know...but the leader only arranged for me to go alone. He didn't know that I wanted to invite you, sir, to go with me."
Nello took a deep sip of the wine. He seemed a little nervous and said hesitantly: "I am considering that sir, you are currently anxious about the final step of Lei Ming's secret, and that the sect has recently begun to strictly screen those who want to join the sect. There will be no more welcoming ceremonies in the short term.”
"Even if I succeed in obtaining such items from the warehouse this time, there are still many senior brothers in the sect waiting in line, and it is impossible for you to come here directly in the short term."
"So, I boldly invite you to go here with me. If you are also involved in the operation, then it is completely in line with the rules of the cult to share a share of the loot in advance."
"Besides, this batch of goods itself was stolen from other places by the group of criminals. We went to the warehouse to seize this batch of goods not only to punish the evildoers, but also to sell the excess goods in exchange for money and medicine, which can be used to give back to the patients who visit the hospital. Patients are even more kind-hearted.”
When Nello Bacchus said these words, he seemed to be a little guilty and unsure, his eyes were a little evasive and he did not dare to look directly into the eyes of the commander.
When Watson saw this, he understood clearly. It seemed that the owners of this batch of goods were probably not the criminals mentioned by Nello, but perhaps legitimate owners... Then the so-called Winfrey Morgan did not know what was going on. The fact that Luo came over to invite me to participate in the operation may not be true... So, does Winfreth want to use Nello to test my bottom line? Or do you want to use this to gain further evidence of my involvement in the crime?
He didn't seem to notice anything unusual about his old subordinate. He just nodded slightly, drank the wine in one gulp and stood up.
"I understand." Watson said: "Shall we set off now? What is the action plan? Have you surveyed the terrain?"
Nello lifted up his windbreaker, patted the holster inside, and said with a smile: "The action plan is simple: rush in - knock down the guards - and seize the goods."
After hearing this, Watson couldn't help but shake his head and said in a deep voice: "Nelo, you are still so reckless. You have already said before that the target of this operation is still on the edge of the city, and it is not suitable to make too much noise. How can you do this? What about violent intrusion?"
As he spoke, he walked back to his bed, pulled out a large black cloth bag from under the bed, and took out two strange-looking short guns from the bag.
In the opinion of Nello Backus, this is the Colt M1873 revolver most commonly used by the chief, except that two black short barrels are installed in front of the muzzle.
He took the short gun from the officer's hand doubtfully and asked, "Sir Watson, what are the two short barrels at the front for?"
Watson smiled and said: "This is a gadget that I have been tinkering with recently. It can effectively suppress the fireworks and sounds when firearms are fired. It is just suitable for our covert operations tonight."
"That's it." Nello turned off the gun safety and tried to raise the gun to aim at the furniture in the room. He felt that although the gun body was a little heavy, it did not affect its normal use.
"Sir Watson, you gave me these two guns, so what did you use?"
Watson patted his ribs gently, "Don't worry, I have other weapons."
"Well, since you are fully prepared, Chief Watson, let's set off now!"
"Um."
Let's go quickly, I haven't tasted the pleasure of killing for two full months, and the dark beast deep in my heart is already roaring crazily and thirsty!
I'm really in bad shape, so I'll make up for it over the weekend.