Chapter 874: Have you seen my shepherd dog?

Although Casillas now uses most of his power to suppress the darkness that is constantly eroding him, it does not mean that Casillas is an ordinary person.

It was almost the moment Casillas just lay on the bed.

moment.

Casillas smelled the breath from hell. He was eroded by the endless darkness. It may be possible to admit other breaths, but it belongs to the dark **** breath, and he will never admit it.

Good guys.

Now, even a little devil, dare to come and humiliate me?

Casillas thought it was the **** demon who didn't have long eyes running over to make trouble for him. He was just about to get up and educate this little devil about the moment when he was called "Food Connoisseur".

Boom!

The air and time seemed to be directly frozen at this moment, along with the expansion of the passage of hell.

WTF?

Casillas was taken aback for a moment, and a thought flashed through his mind that **** was about to catch him.

but…

How can this be.

Even if Lao Tzu is free from Kama Taj's blessing, he still has the blessing of the dark dimension. In other words, I am the person that the dark dimension Domam wants. How could **** operate like this?

Casillas thought so in his heart, and directly pushed open the door of the small broken house, looked up, and looked up at the sky.

really.

The gates of **** opened to him.

Maybe this is also good.

Casillas didn't know what he was thinking, shook his head, thought about it in his heart, then relaxed his body, letting his body lead him directly under the traction of the opened door of hell.

call out!

The soul unsheathed directly, and then rose rapidly.

In the process of ascending, Casillas saw the closed night view of the peninsula at his feet. Upward, he saw the plane frozen in his time. Then, he saw the magnificent, beside, lying on his stomach. The gate to **** of a huge vicious dog.

The door of **** slowly opened to Casillas, bringing Casillas into it.

However, just as Casillas was ready to take a look at the scenery in hell, with a scream, a powerful and irresistible traction appeared directly, pulling Casillas towards a certain place in **** in an instant. .

Boom.

In a clean white room.

Casillas had just taken a seat on a white chair, and was immediately pulled directly onto a desk by the chair.

what's the situation?

Casillas leaned on the handle of the chair and looked up and sat across from him. She was dressed in white and dressed similar to a federal law enforcement officer. She was even more confused.

"Clarice?"

Casillas couldn't help but looked at Clarice, who was holding her arms in front of him, and said: "Why are you here?"

How could he forget Clarice.

after all…

When he first started tasting the food road in the name of Hannibal that year, it can be said that Clarice was an unforgettable landscape on his road to search for food.

However, because I walked in the name of Hannibal for the first time, I was inexperienced and was arrested by the authorities once, and also caused Clarice to almost die. In addition, I was worried that my teacher, the Supreme Mage, would find out, so Cassili Yas stopped his losses in time, and even if he was remembering Clarice, he was just taking a look away by accident.

But right now?

How could Clarice appear here?

and…

"Director?"

Casillas looked at the nameplate placed in front of Clarice, and couldn't help blinking his eyes: "What director, which bureau?"

By the way, is this really hell?

When did the guy from Mephisto change his aesthetics, and this is not a one-hundred-and-eighty degree change, this is simply a change of appearance, and a change of soul by the way.

"The chief of the underworld police station."

"…what?"

Clarice looked at Casillas with a stupefied expression, wrapped her arms, resisting the urge to slap her over, and said with a faint expression: "It's a difficult day."

Casillas returned to his senses.

Clarice continued: "Hannibal will grow potatoes for a day. This is a huge news, especially for a person who uses a lot of potatoes for three meals a day. I think you will only eat tonight. A potato, do you find it difficult to grow potatoes?"

"No, it's just that there is no meat, so I only ate a potato."

Casillas was also the guardian of Kama Taj’s New York Temple anyway. He had seen the market and recovered his expression directly. He also said a little, then looked at Clarice: "This is where?"

He really is Hannibal.

Clarice listened to Casillas's words, and said in her heart, "The souls who came here for the first time are very confused. It's okay. I want you to know that I'm here to help you." ."

Casillas laughed and found a comfortable posture, as he used to talk to Clarice, with his arms on the table and his expression as if he could talk: "Look at you, the lamb that was lost, finally no longer lost. NS."

Clarice's eyes flickered: "No, I just found my way home, I still have one thing missing."

"Oh, what is that?"

"The shepherd dog guarding me is gone, I want to find him."

"..."

In the observation room next door.

Lake, who was holding his arms, stretched out his right hand to the assistant Tiffany, who had already finished packing and came down again, and moved.

Tiffany twitched at the corner of his mouth, took a Franklin from his arms and handed it to Lake.

Lake smiled and put away the one hundred dollars he had won, and looked at Tiffany with a smile: "Look, I said, this time, Clarice will definitely become the dominant person."

Tiffany shook his head and said, "But there is no basis at all."

After she met Hannibal, she read all the books about Hannibal.

Clarice and Hannibal?

There is no doubt that this cannot be circumvented in any way, regardless of the book, in which Clarice's relationship with Hannibal is recognized as already similar to the state of Stockholm syndrome.

In other words.

In their relationship, Hannibal has always been in a dominant position, but right now...

Lake hehe smiled: "What you see is based on what happened during that period, but, do you remember what I looked at after I got Clarice's information?"

"Her marital status."

"Yes, why do you think Clarice is not married?"

"She has a lover."

"Lover is a kind of play, vent, I'm talking about a contract-like relationship."

"Because of Hannibal?"

Lake looked back at his assistant and said with a smile on his face: "Do you think your boss, why can you be such a supernatural dragon and never roll over?"

Tiffany was taken aback for a moment, then shook his head: "I refuse to answer this question."

Well said, there is no reward, but will be folded in.

But if you say it badly, there is definitely no reward.

Again.

There are many women in his own boss, but she is the only assistant. Sometimes, there is still a market for the reason that things are rare.

Lake smiled, regained his senses, looked again in the interrogation room next to him, and said with a leisurely expression: "That's because I never try to arouse any woman's anger."

In particular, it also contains decades of anger.

Casillas over there heard Clarice's words and laughed abruptly. Then, his expression gradually became stiff, and he looked around: "So, do you know who I am?"

Clarice spread her hands: "I once suspected that Hannibal who appeared in Los Angeles was you, but you seem to have changed your taste."

The first time Hannibal was not called Hannibal, and his appearance was not in Casillas's real face.

As for why Casillas used his true colors for the second time?

Maybe it was Casillas playing for the second time after having the first time. I think it will be more exciting to use his true colors.

Casillas lowered his head and smiled, then looked up: "So, who do you do for?"

"Underworld Police Station."

"Ah."

Casillas smiled directly: "In my impression, Mephisto is a very traditional king. He prefers to use the guillotine, and he doesn't want to do it like this."

Clarice was surprised: "Don't you know?"

Casillas was taken aback for a moment: "What?"

"Hell has changed owners. UU reading "

"what?"

Clarice looked at Casillas with a shocked look, clicked on her chin with a playful finger, and looked at Casillas thoughtfully: "If you are talking about Mephisto, So, if you didn’t come here, but followed the normal procedures, you should be able to see Mephisto on the edge of the Styx. However, Mephisto has also been renamed Charon, and if you don’t With money, Charon won’t take you across the river, so don’t thank you.”

Casillas frowned: "Thank you, for what?"

Clarice shrugged: "Thank me, if it weren't for you, you would appear in hell, squeezed with countless souls, and your clothes and everything would be snatched away. This is what new souls will encounter after they enter hell. Yes, I know how much you care about your appearance, so I pulled you over, but now it seems that I am thinking wrong."

Talking.

Clarice stared at Casillas' tattered and muddy work clothes, and couldn't help frowning: "What happened, my shepherd dog, how could you make yourself so embarrassed? "

Casillas' brows throbbed and looked at Clarice in front of him, his tone getting colder: "Okay, enough fun, who is it, come out."

Clarice raised her eyebrows: "Do you think the me in front of you is not me?"

Casillas's tone became colder, touching his own power to suppress the dark dimension: "Clarice is definitely not like this."

Clarice seemed to nod in agreement: "The former Clarice may not be, but now Clarice, after being teased by you for decades, has already changed. Haven't you also changed? "

Casillas got up directly.

strength!

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