When they came to the street, the cold wind swept through the open space between the buildings and blew in her face, making Agatha completely sober.

However, in her mind, there still remained a series of questions that almost shook her three perspectives and reshaped her cognition——

"Don't you, Frost, give rewards to enthusiastic citizens who actively report clues about cults?

"You've never used a bank account? People in your church don't usually come into contact with the lives of ordinary people?

"Can't you see that's a bank account number?"

Agatha never thought in her life that her biggest gaffe when dealing with supernatural beings would happen in this situation.

Moreover, she was quite convinced that Bishop Ivan of the cathedral and the group of cryptographers and fortune tellers who were still gathered in the church to study the "secret numbers" would react in the same way as she did.

Footsteps were heard from the side, and several subordinates who had been waiting in the shelter near the building came out. One of the guards in black noticed the trance in Agatha's expression and suddenly became worried: "Are you okay? In that house..."

Agatha raised her hand and interrupted her subordinate. She looked back, then picked up her cane and slowly walked towards the steam car not far away. She said slowly: "Don't disturb the residents of this house. Inform the church in this area and ask the guards to stay away from here. The Silence Cathedral will directly take over the communication work with this place."

"Yes, gatekeeper," the black-clad guard immediately bowed his head and accepted the order, and then couldn't help asking, "Do you... need to rest for a while?"

Agatha paused and sighed: "Alas... If possible, I will seek psychological counseling in the nearest church, or consult a more famous psychiatrist..."

The subordinate was stunned: "Huh?"

"Don't worry, I don't need to rest," Agatha waved her hand, "Let's go back to the cathedral. We need to start searching the underground of the city-state as soon as possible."

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"The church people left," Morris stood at the window, watching the movement on the street outside. After seeing the gray-blue steam car driving out of the intersection, he turned his head to look at Duncan, "I thought they would at least leave a few 'eyes' behind."

"The Gatekeeper's position in the Church of Death is equivalent to the Inquisitor of the Deep Sea Church. She must fulfill her promise. Since she said she would not disturb them, she would not do anything small," Vanna said. "Besides, she knows that those 'small actions' are meaningless."

Duncan raised his eyelids and glanced at Vanna: "I thought you would talk to the gatekeeper for a few more words. After all, you two are in the same business."

"...I really can't think of anything to discuss," Vanna shook her head. "My identity is a bit awkward. Whether as a Deep Sea Inquisitor or a member of the Lost Hometown, it would only be troublesome to establish communication with the Frost Church at this time."

Duncan hummed and said nothing more, but Nina beside him suddenly broke the silence with curiosity: "The 'gatekeeper' sister seemed a little excited before she left, as if she had some plan... What search plan did she say? Uncle, do you have any ideas?"

Vanna and Morris's eyes fell on Duncan at the same time, and the latter nodded slightly after a brief silence.

Although he was confused at first, he finally realized what was going on. Agatha's reaction showed one thing: after searching the main areas of the city-state without success, the Frost Church's attention seemed to have turned to the dark underground world.

Second waterway.

In the past, due to the high costs and difficulties in practical implementation, the Frost authorities have been allowing the second waterway left over from the Queen's era to lie dormant deep underground in the city-state. At most, they have done some symbolic purification and sealing work in the upper area connecting the waterway. But now it seems... they finally can't take the time to consider the cost issue.

Duncan raised his head and said to Vanna, "Go to Nemo's tavern again this afternoon and remind him that the church may launch an action against the Second Waterway in the near future. Let him and his colleagues pay attention to it."

The Second Waterway is huge, and Nemo and his "colleagues" actually control only a small part of the entire sewer system. This small part is very concealed and has been consciously hidden and blocked. In theory, it will not be noticed by the authorities and the church, but no one knows how determined the church is this time, so it is better to give a reminder.

"In addition, the matter of Dagger Island is also worrying." Duncan said after a brief thought, "The disappearance of that island is obviously unreasonable. I am worried that there will be some unexpected changes in the future. Morris, you should pay attention to various news in the city recently, especially the city area close to the eastern port, to see if there are any unusual rumors."

Morris nodded: "Understood."

"We must also remind Tirian to pay attention to the changes in that sea area..."

Duncan stroked his chin and muttered to himself thoughtfully, while also wondering if he had missed anything. At this moment, he suddenly saw Shirley approaching from the side.

Tiptoeing and appearing furtive.

"What's wrong?" Duncan asked casually.

"It's not me, it's Agou," Shirley waved her hand quickly, then raised her arm - black chains emerged from the air, and Agou, who had hurriedly hidden because of the gatekeeper's appearance, appeared in front of Duncan, "Agou said he has something to report to you..."

"What's going on?" Duncan frowned, looking at the shrinking Deep Hound. "What's going on?"

Agou shook his ugly head, then carefully looked up at the door before speaking, "I don't know if I'm wrong. The 'gatekeeper' named Agatha just now... I always feel that she has a familiar aura..."

The surroundings suddenly became quiet, and Duncan's eyes immediately became serious: "Familiar aura? What do you mean? The Deep Demon?"

"No, it's not the Deep Devil," Ah Gou immediately shook his head, "I can't explain it clearly. You know, my memory before I got the 'Heart' is actually a little vague, but that breath... makes me recall the Deep Saint Lord a little bit, um, the atmosphere I felt when I was with the Deep Saint Lord."

As soon as Agou said this, everyone looked at each other in bewilderment. Duncan immediately said with a serious expression: "Why didn't you say anything just now?"

“I didn’t dare show up just now!” Ah Gou shrank his neck. “She is a gatekeeper after all - of course, she is definitely no match for you, but now Frost is searching the entire city for the Annihilation Cultists and the Deep Demons. I was afraid that I wouldn’t be able to explain myself clearly once I showed up, and in the end I would delay your business…”

Agou's explanation did make some sense, and Duncan didn't delve into it further, but the situation it reported was obviously beyond everyone's expectations.

How could Agatha, the gatekeeper of the Frost, have the aura of the Deep Lord? !

"Could it be that... the gatekeeper has been corrupted? Or has been contaminated?" Morris's expression was solemn. "But she behaves normally, and there is nothing wrong with her words and deeds..."

"Maybe she doesn't even know it herself?" Shirley beside her interrupted cautiously, "Isn't it said that cognitive pollution is the most difficult to detect, especially for the person involved."

Duncan said nothing, but just looked up at Vanna.

"She doesn't look corrupted or contaminated, and she's obviously not a 'fake' either," Vanna frowned, and spoke slowly while carefully recalling the details of Agatha's body just now, "and I don't feel any abnormal aura from her at all - Agou, are you sure your feeling is correct?"

"Like I said just now, I'm not sure if I'm wrong," Agou said, sounding particularly guilty. "It's just that there's a very, very faint aura that reminds me of the Deep Sea... maybe it's not even emitted by her. By the way, didn't she say that she captured some Annihilation Cultists recently? Although they're not important figures, I've been dealing with them every day recently, so it's normal for them to have some aura from the Deep Sea on them..."

Duncan still frowned.

Agou's explanation seemed to make sense, but he felt that things were not that simple. Would a professional priestess, the "gatekeeper" of the city-state, forget to purify herself after interrogating the cultists? Would she allow herself to walk around outside with the smell of the cultists on her?

Fanna stepped forward and asked: "Should we find the 'gatekeeper' and ask about the situation? Or should we take the initiative to find her?"

"Neither. If she is really at risk of falling or has established a connection with the Deep Power, any direct contact may alert the enemy." Duncan shook his head and looked in the direction where Agatha left. "I will keep an eye on this matter secretly. Don't contact her."

Secret attention?

Vanna was stunned for a moment. Just when she was about to ask what Duncan meant by "secret attention", she seemed to suddenly remember something - certain memories emerged in her mind, and she immediately knew what was going on.

"You... have already left a mark on her?"

"She has seen me."

Duncan nodded slightly, and in his other vision, a small green flame was gently dancing at a distance away from here.

That was the direction Agatha had gone.