Chapter 156: Handsome guys are more important than life?
"Too bad luck!"

Peiman is not used to her current life. She was just an ordinary actress in the Foodie Empire. One day, she was watching "The Great Detective" and taking notes. Suddenly, she traveled to the world of paper people and became the "lovable" thousand-faced witch Vermouth... But before she could touch the head of the elementary school student of the God of Death, she traveled to... Loen? How weird!

What's even weirder is that I'm actually a follower of the evil god! The weirdest thing is that the branch of the organization I'm in has just been destroyed! This is the rhythm for me to turn the tide! Is it possible that I'm in the script of the heroine?
Fortunately, I didn't lose my special skill. Yes, it was the Ke Xue makeup technique! Humph, I just used some materials to disguise myself as an old man and went out to investigate! I must get in touch with the outside organization as soon as possible and ask them to send a helicopter... Uh, well, it seems that it's useless to get in touch...

Pei Man, who had just opened the door, took back her steps. Otherwise, should she just wait for support from the other side? Uh, but my status doesn't seem to be high. What if they forget about me? Then I will be waiting for death.

Eh? Isn't it just right that you forgot about me?! I quit the club! I'll clean myself up and become an actor! Genius!
Peiman figured it out again. She opened the door and walked out, feeling extremely happy and free!
After having lunch at a random restaurant, she hailed a horse-drawn carriage and prepared to go to the largest St. Selina Church in the North District! She wanted to see what the so-called gods looked like! Maybe it was a certain god who brought her to this world!
As for the "real creator" that I believe in... never mind, that's a bit scary. Evil gods... just sound scary! Let's go to the so-called "true God Church" to find out the truth!
As the carriage swayed, Pei Man finally arrived at Red Moon Street in a drowsy state. She couldn't help but complain in her heart: "It's so slow. Although it's very stable... it's totally incomparable to the taxis in my previous life!"

She imitated the old man's manners and walked towards the so-called Church of the Goddess of Night with her cane. She saw that the church was all black, with a tall, mottled bell tower on the front. Although it was not grand, it faintly exuded an atmosphere that made people feel terrified from the bottom of their hearts...

Peiman quietly swallowed a mouthful of non-existent saliva. She already believed in the existence of God 90% of the time. The remaining 1% was just the last stubbornness of a staunch atheist. She made up her mind and walked towards the church.

However, she regretted it before she even reached the prayer hall. The long, narrow, dark corridor made her feel like she was in a haunted house... If there hadn't been someone nearby entering the church, she would have turned around and left!
After finally walking through the aisle, the spacious prayer hall was still dark... Only a dozen fist-sized round holes were opened on the wall behind the altar, and the brilliant, pure sunlight shone through... just like the bright stars in the night sky...

Peiman's eyes were filled with tears. I'm sorry! I was blinded by science before!
Her legs felt weak, and she immediately held onto the last row of benches and sat down. Her body began to tremble uncontrollably, and she lowered her head and gasped for air, trying to ease the fear that was welling up in her heart...

Suddenly, she heard a nice, caring male voice:
"Old man, do you need help?"

Peiman raised her head quickly, and froze in place the moment she saw the man, screaming wildly in her heart:
"So handsome, so handsome! How can there be such a good-looking person!"

Leonard Mitchell supported the old man who looked a little unwell and asked again: "Old man, do you have any medical history? Do you have any medicine with you?"

Peiman suddenly reacted and waved her hand to the handsome man with a poetic temperament and said:
"No, no, I'm just a little nervous, um, and a little excited! Goddess! Uh, praise the goddess!
"Thank you for your concern. I feel much better..."

"Praise the goddess!" Leonard felt relieved and turned to leave after responding.

"Um! Sir, I have a granddaughter, yes, a granddaughter. Can I know your name? I think we have the same faith, maybe we can get to know each other..." Peiman said this stutteringly.

Leonard's smile was a little stiff, and he said quickly: "... Sorry, I won't consider this aspect for the time being. Well, I still have work to do... Goodbye first."

Peiman saw the good-looking man quickly leave her field of vision, then she slapped herself fiercely, complaining to herself in her heart:
"Peiman, Peiman, why are you doing this again... Why can't you walk when you see a handsome guy? What's the difference between this and chatting up someone on the street? This is not Earth anymore!

"What if that man who believes in the Goddess of Night finds out that you are a cultist and reports you directly? Is a handsome guy more important than your life?!
"Well, if I can... yes... no, I'm a time traveler from the new era, I definitely won't do these things!" "Huh? Isn't that what a time traveler from the new era should do? Hehe... do you want to come here more often to wait for that good-looking gentleman in the future?"

Under the temptation of beauty, Peiman completely lost her fear and even felt that the darkness around her was quite good.

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"Hey, old man, this is really strange. I didn't think Klein was that good when he was still in Tingen. Now that he's gone to Backlund, all I can think of are his good points... Well, even stinginess can be explained as simplicity..." Leonard whispered to the old man.

"...Have you ever thought about getting married and starting a family?"

Listening to the voice in his head, Leonard said in a strange tone: "Ah? It's still early now? Why do you ask?"

"Nothing... just asking." Does this guy want to work with him forever? That woman dressed as a man before... seems to have some interest in him?
"Oh..." Leonard didn't ask any more questions. After all, the old man was getting old, and it was time for him to care about the marriage and childbearing issues of his juniors... Hmm? When did I become a junior?

He hailed a carriage and headed directly to Orsner Street in the East District. Mrs. Sharon lived on that street. Leonard was going to sneak in and investigate when the lady went out to accept an invitation to afternoon tea!
The commission came from Councilman Maynard's wife and sister. The two ladies learned about Blackthorn Security Company through tobacco merchant Vickrol. They came to the door yesterday and gritted their teeth to ask for an investigation...

Although the preliminary investigation showed that Senator Maynard died in an accident, well, an accident of excessive indulgence... but the reward was generous, and the atmosphere in Backlund eased, and Tingen's control was also lifted. Leonard, who had some free time, decided to accept the commission and earn gold pounds! Humph, Klein can't make that money!

Leonard hid skillfully near Mrs. Sharon's mansion and waited patiently until the Baron's carriage drove away. Then he went around to the back, climbed over the wall, and came to the side of the house. With the help of the violent poet's improved physical fitness, he climbed the water pipe and entered the balcony on the second floor.

It was still daytime, and the balcony door was not locked. Leonard opened the door easily and sneaked into the house with light movements. His ears stood up high, like a vigilant rabbit, distinguishing the movements of the servants in the house... Fortunately, it seemed that outsiders were not allowed to clean Mrs. Sharon's room, and the servants were concentrated on the first floor...

Based on the information he had collected before, he quickly found Mrs. Sharon's bedroom, turned the handle, opened the door, and took a quick look. He found nothing unusual, but he only took two steps inside and immediately smelled a faint fragrance. The fragrance was so strong that it even made people feel a little dazed.

"Oh my god!" Leonard instantly raised his left arm to cover his mouth and nose, and stopped walking. He whispered, "Could the congressman have been drugged? That's why he died in his bed... Is this smell poisonous? Uh, old man, say something..."

"..." Pales looked at the densely packed transparent spider silk in his field of vision, and the spider silk stuck on Leonard's black gloves, and fell into deep thought. Is this guy unlucky, unlucky, or even more unlucky? Why does everything happen to him? Should he really change his parasite?
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