Players are coming, fortunately I have a time travel simulator

Old Vic Street, Docklands East Police Station.

Zhou Ning sat helplessly on the stool in the inspector's office. The chair opposite him was empty.

It had been almost forty minutes since he was brought here, but no one had come. Zhou Ning felt like he was being treated coldly.

About 20 minutes later, the door to the inspector's office opened, and the familiar black-haired Li Tie arrived. Sherlock sat down across from Zhou Ning and said in a deep voice, "I'm sorry, I tried my best. If you're convicted of murder, you'll be sentenced to at least years in prison."

Zhou Ning:?

Are you crazy? Are you childish?

Looking at Zhou Ning's half-smile, Sherlock curled his lips and said, "This doesn't scare you? Come and sign. The deceased has been identified. He's a killer from the Coverdale Cross. Someone must have hired him to kill you. What do you think? Do you want to apply to join the Day Watchers? They probably wouldn't dare to kill anyone from the Day Watchers. Even if you die, it's considered a martyrdom and you'll get a pension."

"No thanks." Zhou Ning took the documents from Sherlock's hand with a tired look on his face. He clearly just wanted to live a peaceful life, so why did trouble always find him? Pursuing a life like a plant, living a peaceful life, this was his goal... Ugh, he'd gotten off track.

He was almost certain that the one who had sent someone to kill him was Harrison Rivers. No one else would have done that. As for the reason... he must have known that he was the one who infiltrated that night. Or maybe he didn't need to be sure; just the suspicion was enough for him to act.

"Then why don't you tell me who you offended that made them willing to ask the Coverdale Cross to deal with you?" Sherlock put away his smile and asked seriously.

What should I do? Should I tell the Daywatchman about Harrison Rivers?

This thought flashed through Zhou Ning's mind for a moment, and he immediately made up his mind that he should give it a try.

Although Zhou Ning did not trust the Sun Guardians because they concealed and even deceived the method to solve the distortion, they were undoubtedly allies in the same trench in the fight against the Curse Cult.

After glancing at the contents of the document and confirming that there was no problem, Zhou Ning signed his name and pushed the document back to Sherlock, saying with a wry smile, "I already have a guess. It must have been someone sent by Harrison Rivers."

"I had previously discovered a connection between Harrison Rivers and Elvis. After Elvis's death, I tracked Harrison Rivers down and discovered he owned a house at 15 Ropeway. Inside, there was an altar identical to the one I encountered at Jason Nutt's haunted house. On the altar, I also discovered a red idol with goat horns, looking incredibly ferocious."

As expected, Zhou Ning saw Sherlock's expression change and asked hurriedly:

"Are you sure it's Sir Rivers himself?"

"Yes, I was attacked by him at 15 Ropeway and nearly died at his hands. His family motto, 'All things are created by human will,' was very restraining to me. Fortunately, I was quite good at escaping and narrowly escaped. He didn't recognize me until I met him again last night at Duke West's banquet."

What Zhou Ning said was all the truth, and he only made some changes to a few details, changing what he saw from the forum to what he saw by tracking Harrison.

"I understand." Sherlock nodded with a heavy face. As a high-ranking Sunwatcher, he naturally knew what Harrison Rivers' family motto was. This was a major event involving the kingdom's nobles, and he had to report it immediately.

"Would it be convenient for you to come with me to meet Mr. Qian?" Sherlock asked.

"No problem." Zhou Ning nodded without hesitation.

Zhou Ning followed Sherlock out of the police station, got on the guard's carriage, and drove towards Westchelle Church Square.

Sitting in the bumpy carriage, Zhou Ning looked at Sherlock who was lost in thought and asked casually, "How's the giant's situation going? Any clues?"

Zhou Ning also went to Mumen Park once during his free time these days, but he didn't find anything. However, the progress of the task has been increasing and has now reached 17%. It seems to be Sherlock's progress. Zhou Ning is quite curious.

"There aren't many clues." Sherlock shook his head. "After that, the giant appeared again, at the lakeside of Upden Park. A total of thirteen people witnessed the giant's appearance this time. Other details are still under investigation."

Upden Park is located north of Docklands, close to the city's outskirts. It's at least a two-hour drive from Woodgate Park. It's quite strange to be so far away, Zhou Ning muttered to himself.

Not long after, the carriage passed the statues of the Four Heroes on the banks of the Seton River. Zhou Ning couldn't help but lift the curtain and look at the statues. The two in front were the familiar Archibald, the Flame of Justice, and the High Priest Louisa. The man in the back, wearing a hood and reading a book, should be himself in the simulator. He was handsome, with half his face covered, but he didn't look like him.

"What's wrong?" Sherlock asked curiously when he saw Zhou Ning lifting the car curtain and looking intently.

"Nothing." Zhou Ning shook his head and smiled, feeling complicated.

After about 10 minutes, they stopped near Witsel Church Square and the two had to enter on foot.

Then Zhou Ning followed Sherlock into the square, where there was a spire-shaped cathedral made of white marble.

St. Raymond's Cathedral.

The headquarters of the Ascetic Church.

The construction of this cathedral began in 376, the vault was completed in 507, and it was not completely completed until 969, which took five centuries. It is a typical Gothic style with five bronze doors separated by six huge square columns, which is very magnificent.

Zhou Ning followed Sherlock into the church through the penultimate bronze door. The church was dark, relying entirely on the side windows for light, which were inlaid with stained glass. The central sun pattern was inlaid with tens of thousands of pieces of mithril, embellishing the sun, symbolizing the justice and benevolence of the Sun Goddess.

According to legend, there is a nail in the middle of the Holy Sun Emblem that killed the god of death, Ikkil. Whenever you walk into the church, you can see the sun's rays shining like diamonds facing the door, which is extremely sacred.

Even though he had no faith in the gods of this world, Zhou Ning couldn't help but lower his head in this sacred area.

This has nothing to do with faith, it's purely out of shock from the wealth. Just this Holy Sun Emblem inlaid with mithril should have cost no less than a million Victars.

The impoverished Zhou Ning could not help but shed tears of poverty.

Follow Sherlock into the church, turn left and push open a door, there is a staircase leading down.

"Follow closely." Sherlock said in a deep voice.

The stairs were very deep, with gas lamps hanging on both sides. It took about three minutes to reach the bottom, and Zhou Ning saw a heavily guarded underground base.

Zhou Ning didn't know if it was an illusion, but he seemed to vaguely hear the roar of a wild beast coming from nearby.

Sherlock walked to the third room and knocked on the door. Chin West's voice came from inside: "Come in."

"Wayne? Sherlock? Is there anything wrong?" Qian West raised his head and asked with a smile.

Inside was a small room. Sherlock walked up to Qien West and whispered the information Zhou Ning provided to him. Qien quickly restrained his smile and his expression became solemn.