The Witcher’s Nightmare Wagon

"Montana, why is she here?"

Oh, yes, this is Montana's dream. Thinking of this, Sigmund kept looking at the map without turning around.

His eyes moved, and he quickly wrote down a few special areas marked on the map.

In the next second, everything in front of him spread out like water waves, and the surrounding scenes were quickly spliced ​​together. When he regained his senses, he actually came to the concert hall in White Seagull Manor.

In the dimly lit room, Montana was standing in front of the piano, and Sigmund felt that his body was being driven by a force, and he acted spontaneously.

After hesitating for a while, Sigmund did not resist this manipulation, but "watched" himself as he walked towards Montana from the perspective of a bystander.

"kiss Me!"

The tailored gown made Montana even more charming. The woman raised her head, red lips, and spit out the words of temptation.

"what's the situation?"

"The reappearance of the dream is going to drain me?"

The dream of the extraordinary is really exciting.

Following the manipulation, Sigmund stretched out his arms and wrapped his arms around Montana's waist, then leaned over and kissed it slowly.

The lips were icy cold, and he could distinguish a little fragrance from the lipstick.

However, there is no such weird extraction that follows, and Montana seems to be indulging in this weird romance. He wrapped his arms around Sigmon's neck and actively catered to him.

"What is the principle, repressed desire or desire?"

"No, I kicked her, she should think about kicking back."

Sigmund thought silently, but at this moment, he, who was trapped in the land of tenderness with the beauty in his arms, suddenly became alarmed.

It was an instinctive warning from extraordinary abilities.

He didn't even know what was going on, his body reacted.

Use your waist and abdomen to exert strength, bend your knees and shake your hips and push hard!

"what!"

There was Montana's painful cry from the concert hall, and Sigmon only noticed at this time that the friar wanted to kick and hit Sigmon's belly while the two were kissing.

It's a pity that her attack intention was sensed in advance by Sigmon's extraordinary ability, and then she automatically counterattacked, hitting Montana one step ahead.

"Is this a psychological shadow because of my impact, so you want to get revenge in a dream?"

Sigmon was powerless to complain, and then he felt as if he was strongly rejected by his surroundings.

An additional factor that was not manipulated by the dream master, felt the hostility from Montana's subconscious.

"It seems that you can't do too much action in front of the dream master."

He summed up a rule, and at the same time, a strong sense of squeezing came from all directions, the picture in front of him shattered layer by layer, and a powerful force pulled Sigmon.

When he regained his senses, he found that he had returned to the nightmare carriage.

The thick fog wrapped the carriage, followed by a strong feeling of falling.

After I don't know how long, I lowered my head, the light of the pass in my hand dissipated, and it was completely scrapped.

"The harvest is not bad, but it's a pity in the end." He licked his lips, and there seemed to be a little smell left there.

"I don't know if Montana can remember this absurd dream when she wakes up."

With the nightmare carriage as a stopover, Sigmon knew that he had returned to reality, and he opened the car window and looked out.

It was early morning, the sky was still bright, and the whole city was shrouded in a thin layer of morning mist.

In the distance, Sigmund saw scattered knockers.

Window knocker is a special profession in this era.

After all, not every family can afford the price of a watch, but for workers living at the bottom of society, accurate time is very important.

The bell tower will only be struck at a certain time, so there is a special occupation of window knocker.

They set out every morning, holding bamboo poles in their hands, and knocking on the windows of each house according to the time.

Although one copper coin is charged at a time, although it is not much, it can add up to more. However, due to the fierce competition recently, the remuneration has been reduced to the level of one copper coin twice or even three times.

After getting the most important information, Sigmon didn't want to stay any longer. He raised his whip and left the Church of the Morning Sun.

At the same time, in a certain room in the church, the sleeping Montana suddenly woke up. She first let out a short exclamation, and then hurriedly pressed her lower abdomen.

It wasn't until a moment later that I recalled that hazy dream.

"How could I dream of Sigmund, and he and I..."

For some reason, Montana always felt that this absurd dream was extraordinarily real.

The index finger pressed lightly on the red lips.

"Huh... what's going on?"

"It seems that this should be the residual effect after the promotion. Some negative emotions and distractions are mapped out with the help of dreams."

After checking, Montana found that she was mentally stable, and her emotions became high.

"The annoying guy, even in a dream..."

At this moment, there was a knock on the door, and Montana quickly adjusted her emotions.

"I'm sorry, Sigmund, for making you implicated because of me, but I'll be leaving Liam City and Bennett soon."

"It will all be over by then."

"Ma'am, Mr. Miller wants to know the latest results of the investigation." A clergyman asked.

Montana nodded, slightly sorted out the information on the table, and then came to the upper platform.

"teacher."

"Tell me."

Bennett stood by the railing of the platform, looking at Liam City shrouded in the morning mist.

"According to the spiritual flesh left in the corpse, we traced the special mental fluctuations, and basically locked the approximate area where the target person who released this extraordinary power was located."

"The factory area in Xicheng."

"However, after tracking it there, the clues become thin and messy, and it may take a while to locate the correct location." Montana flipped through the investigation report in her hand.

"Teacher~www.novelmt.com~ I suggest that we can start from a realistic perspective and find the connection between Miles, Robert, and the Elm Street attack. In another way, maybe we can find..."

"There's no need to waste time."

Bennett interrupted Montana, "Concentrate on the work at hand, we are extraordinary."

He looked back at the female monk, "Look at the busy people on the street, whether you admit it or not, we are completely different from them."

"When those vulgar police detectives are still collecting evidence and information, we can get everything we want from the so-called suspect population with just one look."

"This is extraordinary power."

"You have just entered the second order, you have to learn to adapt to the change of your own strength and identity."

"How long will it take to determine the real position." Bennett changed his words.

"We have now locked down the five most suspected locations. If we investigate one by one..."

"It's easy to alarm the other party. In addition, although there are some low-level workers living in the western district, Mr. Mayor doesn't want to see any casualties now."

"This evening, you should be able to lock in the final goal!" Montana gave her answer.

"good very good."

Bennett nodded, "Come down with me to preside over prayers, and then prepare the carriage to accompany me to see Mr. Mayor."

"Do you need to prepare investigation materials?"

"No." Bennett shook his head gently and gave Montana a serious look.

"Luda ​​is missing."

"Just the day before yesterday, when I asked him to investigate that Sigmund."

"He is a cleric of the church. The mayor will definitely take this matter very seriously!"

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