Even if she truly fell under a spell, she didn't give away our defenses, Officer Zhang thought to himself.
At this moment, the priest pondered and continued, "However, although we couldn't get the hiding place from her, the intelligence she provided is quite important. According to Qiuzi, it's possible that they may no longer cooperate with us in finding the location of the ritual, right?"
Officer Zhang came back to reality and nodded, "And the current situation is that Xuena is the only possible performer."
So if they want to strike at the cultists' lair through Xuena in one fell swoop, then she must be willing to take this risk.
Originally, it was Qiuzi who served as this intermediary, but now her condition makes her incapable of fulfilling the role.
The priest asked, "Can we talk to Xuena?"
"Qiuzi said she was planning to bring Xuena to meet me today, but Xuena refused," Officer Zhang said with a frown, "She doesn't seem to want to get involved in this matter."
"...Don't you feel like you've been 'tea'd'?" the priest said, somewhat speechlessly.
"Why are you always so critical of others?" Officer Zhang said, slightly impatient.
No sooner had he spoken than the priest brought a cup of water to her, saying with a smile, "Alright then, have some water to cool down."
Officer Zhang's face darkened, knowing full well this guy had just scooped it from the Holy Grail. Despite her annoyance, she snatched the cup and boldly downed it in one gulp.
The priest continued, "There's no need to worry about it; I think that, more than us, the cultists themselves would be hoping that she'd show up."
"It's not up to her."
...
If she really became the lead performer, not only would her dance teacher want her on stage, but the cultists would also be watching her. Both the police and the church would be behind the scenes, pushing for all of it to happen.
Could she escape it?
In the vast dance studio, where the lighting was dim, Xu Shuo danced gracefully before the large mirror, a faint smile on her lips, the girl like a pure white swan.
Then, she suddenly coughed violently a few times.
"I'm sorry, Teacher, I think I have a serious cold," the girl said, frowning worriedly.
Not far away, Changying watched her expressionlessly and said sharply, "Qiuzi, I just told you the other day to take good care of your health. How come it's getting worse instead?"
Xu Shuo stopped moving and looked down, her face showing the sense of guilt that comes with wrongdoing.
Her complexion was pale, and under the bright incandescent light, her skin appeared translucent and fragile, evoking a sense of vulnerability that inspired pity in anyone who saw her.
Within the dilapidated building, her high heels tapped rapidly on the concrete stairs, making a sharp clacking sound.
Changying arrived at the third floor, directly took out the keys from her pocket to unlock the door, and as she pushed it open, was greeted by a foul smell.
The continuous rain over this period had exacerbated the humidity, and the stench, as if from rotten flesh left unattended for too long, was nearly suffocating.
After quickly inspecting the small rental, Changying left with a cold face.
...
Without the sun to guide, the day grew dimmer, and street lights along the roads began to shine.
Early in the evening, the alley was already submerged in darkness, as a woman wearing a cloak, with her head down, arrived at a door.
After a rhythmic, forceful knocking, a familiar shadow opened the door, staring at her for a good while before asking for the secret password.
"Swan's death!"
The woman firmly declared her identity, then pushed the door and squeezed herself inside.
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The shadow was taken aback by her fiery voice and brash behavior. Following that, the atmosphere in the pitch-black room grew tense and a cold, thick feeling started to spread.
But it seemed the woman was oblivious to this shift; she walked to the round table and loudly slapped her hand down on it!
"Bang!"
The loud noise left the two silhouettes in the dark stunned, and any questions one of them had were choked back by shock.
After a moment, someone spoke in a hoarse voice, "Swan, what's the matter with you?"
"What's the matter?!" The woman fiercely repeated the question, her tone filled with unrestrained anger, "I just told you yesterday to keep those foolish Necrophages in check!"
Hearing this, another person realized something was wrong and hurriedly asked, "Has some trouble arisen with the sacrifice?"
"One of my students is missing, and their home is filled with the stench of flesh and blood, what do you think happened!" the woman said through clenched teeth.
It was clearly an attack by the Necrophages!
Another problem with a sacrifice!
In an instant, the dark room fell silent, with only the spread of a cold, dense qi.