Dorothy’s Forbidden Grimoire

Amid the steam of the industrial revolution, mysteries surge beneath the surface. Cults and secret societies seek the extraordinary in the shadows, while hidden gods gaze upon humanity from the hea...

Chapter 363 The Wounded (1/2)

Chapter 333 The Wounded

Nantivian, outside the Episcopal Square.

Outside the Bishop's Square, in the alley between No. 11 and No. 12 Blue Street, Gregor, who had changed into another appearance, was standing in the empty alley. After hearing the words that just sounded in his mind, he couldn't help but be stunned, and then said to the "detective" in his heart with some disbelief.

"Mr. Detective... According to what you just said, could it be that the Duke and the Princess are being threatened by the Eight-pointed Nest? Could it be that their bodyguards have been replaced by the Eight-pointed Nest? Do the Eight-pointed Nest want to assassinate the royal family? ! "

Gregor thought in disbelief, being able to replace the royal bodyguards, what kind of all-powerful abilities are needed to be able to do this. Not only do they have such a big traitor in the Security Bureau, but now they can even get the intelligence of the royal security personnel. Isn't this infiltration ability a bit too exaggerated?

"Yes, these spiders originally wanted to create chaos in the square and then take the opportunity to assassinate the royal family. Now the people they hid in the square have been eliminated by us. Ordinary people are safe, but the remaining few need your help to successfully eliminate them."

In Greg's mind, the detective's voice responded like this. Greg swallowed after listening to it, and then continued to respond in his heart.

"Okay... Since we're not dealing with these guys, I'll go, but Mr. Detective, you asked me to dress up as if I was injured, and I don't know how to dress up... Do I have to get a few wounds on my body?"

Greg said with some trepidation, and the detective quickly responded to his concerns.

"You don't need to do it yourself. I've called someone to help you. She's already there, right behind you."

'later? '

Hearing the voice in his heart, Gregor was surprised. He quickly turned around and looked behind him. Then he saw a female figure at the entrance of the alley behind him. It was a nun wearing a red nun's uniform.

"A nun...from the church?"

Seeing the nun appearing in front of him, Greg couldn't help but take two steps back. The nun wearing glasses walked quickly in front of him with a medicine box in her hand, and then bowed slightly humbly and spoke slowly.

"Hello, Mr. Black Dog, I am here to help you carry out your mission. We worship the same Lord. You can call me 䲾祈䭾..."

"Nun..." Gregor silently muttered the name of the nun in front of him. At this moment, he was a little surprised. He didn't expect that the Rosicrucian also had an insider in the church.

"At the same time, they have placed their own people in the Security Bureau... the Church... and even other cults. How deep are the tentacles of this Rosicrucian? What is their purpose?"

Seeing the nun in front of him, Greg couldn't help but think in amazement, and after a while, the nun who called herself a nun spoke to him again.

"The situation is urgent. Let's get started now. Mr. Black Dog, please take off your outer clothes. I will disguise any signs of injury for you."

"Oh well……"

As she spoke, the nun opened the medicine box beside her, took out an emergency blood bag and a knife, and said, and Gregor reacted immediately after hearing the nun's reminder, and then cooperated with the nun to take off his coat and the sweater inside. After taking off only an inner shirt, he shivered in the cold wind of the winter night.

Then, the nun used a sharp knife to cut open some of Gregor's clothes, opened the ready-made blood bag and poured the blood on his clothes, and used the bandages in the medicine box to bandage various parts of his body. She also used tape to tie a red cotton ball to his forehead to create the effect of injury. After a while, Gregor became a seriously injured person with tattered clothes and blood-stained bandages and cotton ball all over his body.

In such a cold winter, Gregor was wearing thin clothes, covered in blood, shivering in the cold wind. He looked so miserable.

"Okay, now your clothes are almost dressed up. When you come over, just go and cooperate with the detective's men in your performance." After dressing Gregor up almost completely, the nun said to Gregor. After shivering in the cold wind, Gregor nodded in response.

"Okay... okay... but... but my acting skills are not that good. If you want it to be realistic, I'm afraid I need the detective to control it first..."

Gregor said uncertainly. Faced with the sudden situation, he couldn't figure out how he, the injured man, should act for a while. But at this time, the nun in front of him smiled and said.

"Don't worry, the scene Mr. Detective has arranged for you is very simple. You can act well without his manipulation."

"I can act well without any manipulation..."

Gregor scratched his head in confusion and said this, while the nun turned and looked towards the entrance of the alley, where several figures were walking in carrying an empty stretcher.

On a cold night, the sounds of celebration on the Bishop's Square continued, but the Blue Street, which was separated from the square by a row of buildings, was still immersed in silence.

Unlike other places on this street, at the entrance of No. 1 Lanzhi Street, there are several uniformed guards standing here, alert to the situation around them with focused expressions.

The reason why there are people on guard here is because the most important guests of the New Year's Eve party in the square, Duke Barrett and Princess Isabel, are watching the party on the balcony of this building. Therefore, the entire building and the surrounding areas have been put under martial law to ensure that no dangerous situations occur.

No. 1 Lanzhi Street, the front of this building faces the Bishop's Square. The princess and the duke are watching the show on the front balcony, and the back faces Lanzhi Street. The back door is also the key guard target of the guard gate.

At the back door of No. 1 Lanzhi Street, the guards guarding the royal family were still concentrating and alertly watching their surroundings. At this moment, one of them saw several figures emerging from the darkness in the distance at the end of the street.

"Who is it?"

After seeing those figures, the guard immediately became alert and shouted loudly towards that side. His words also attracted the attention of other guards around. Everyone turned their eyes to the direction the guard was looking. They saw those figures approaching this side quickly.

"Who are you? There's martial law here now. If you want to get out, go somewhere else!"

Holding the weapon on his body, the captain who seemed to be the leader among the guards warned the approaching figures. As the figures continued to get closer, they finally saw their appearance clearly. The leader was a man wearing a blue coat and a mask, and behind him followed four ordinary men. They were all carrying a stretcher, and on the stretcher lay a man covered in blood.

"I'm sorry to bother you all. I'm Jack from the emergency medical center. I'm here to see you about an emergency."

After meeting the guards on duty at the scene, the leading man in a gown named Jack spoke to the guard in front of him with a hurried look. The captain of the guard was slightly startled after seeing his look, and after slightly lowering his guard, he spoke with a hint of confusion.

"Someone from the medical station? What's going on?"

"Gentlemen, someone just brought a seriously injured man to our side for emergency treatment. He seemed to have been attacked and was seriously injured. His consciousness was very blurred. When we were treating him, he was reluctant to accept treatment. He kept clamoring to come to you, saying that it was related to the safety of Her Royal Highness the Princess and His Royal Highness the Duke, and he had something very important to tell you.