"Hendry, Bick, Murphy and you and I are all like this." Willmore's face showed horror.

"Yes, they were really scary when they died. I don't want to be like them. Master, you must think of a solution for me." Cameron said with a sad face again.

At this moment, Cameron suddenly felt a sudden stern and looked at Willmore in surprise, "Master, have you just said to me?"

"Shut up!" Willmore's eyes emitted a captivating look.

Seeing his ferocious look, Cameron was startled and quickly shut his mouth and never dared to speak again.

Willmore's face gradually became solemn. After a while, he slowly said: "You and me, and the three of them, including Jill, how could it be so coincidental that we all had such a symptom on our bodies?"

"I, I don't know either." Cameron was still in fear because Willmore's expression changed a lot just now, and his voice was trembling when he spoke.

"When I was a deacon in the church, we were often together, but when I became a priest, we rarely got together such coincidences. I think it shouldn't happen to me," said Will Morson coldly.

"I don't know why we have not been in contact for many years, especially the Archbishop, you seem to be." Cameron said this, and seemed to dare not continue to say it.

"It seems like something?" Willmore asked coldly.

"It seems that we haven't met much since Halloween fifteen years ago," Cameron stammered.

"Halloween, Halloween" Willmore's originally pale face suddenly became even paler, as if he had remembered something.

Cameron looked at Willmore carefully and did not dare to speak. After a while, Willmore said in a deep voice: "Is there any connection between this?"

"I don't know." Cameron finally couldn't help crying, "I just don't want to die, archbishop, you must save me."

"Useless stuff!" Willmore cursed, and he raised his head as if he was thinking.

After a while, Willmore said: "This matter is not only about you, but also about me. I will find a way to do this. You go back first and I will contact you tomorrow."

"I am not like this now, I am not like a human or a ghost or a ghost church. Can I take me in first and go back after I get ready?" Cameron quickly said in a pleading tone.

"You are like this now, and the church really does not provide you with me. Go back first. I will think of a solution tonight and will cure you." Willmore's tone gentler for the first time.

"Then, the good archbishop, please," Cameron said pitifully.

"Don't worry." Willmore nodded affirmatively.

He then raised his left arm and pointed in the direction of the door, indicating that Cameron could leave.

Cameron had no choice but to put on his clothes and walk outside.

While he was dressing, Willmore took out his cell phone and dialed a number.

The phone was quickly connected, and Willmore only said one sentence, "Miss Lina, come to the reception room."

Sister Lina came very quickly. When she arrived at the door, she happened to meet Cameron out. After greeting each other, Cameron walked towards the stairs. Sister Lina entered the room and came to Willmore's sofa.

"What are the archbishop's instructions?" Sister Lina said respectfully.

"Remember the person who just went out?" Willmore said lightly.

"Remember." Sister Lina nodded.

"Notify Reiner that after this man leaves the church, find a secluded place to kill him. Remember, don't leave any traces." Willmore said coldly.

"Yes, Archbishop." Sister Lina agreed directly.

Willmore stood up, turned around and walked towards the door, and said lightly: "After solving it, let Reiner go to the temple behind to see me."

Royal Resort Manor.

Zhang Yu and Miss Allen came here together. The manor was large and the area was completely larger than that of the Qi family in Longhu Villa in Zhenhai City.

In London, where every inch of land is valuable, it is estimated that only the British royal family can do such a big deal.

The European style construction here is elegant and stylish, making you feel lingering in it.

Miss Allen took Zhang Yu to the registration office to register and needed to provide passport information and personal resume. It looked very formal and was much stricter than the two East-West astrological Feng Shui exchange meetings that Zhang Yu participated in in the past.

Zhang Yu really wanted to know which experts from the East came to the meeting, but Miss Allen said that it would be kept confidential for the time being and would not be officially announced until the registration deadline the day after tomorrow.

Seeing her say this, Zhang Yu didn't ask much. In fact, Zhang Yu could vaguely understand that Miss Allen may not be on his side in this confrontation between the east, west, and the British royal family also represents the West. He may not necessarily win a big victory. As long as he achieves a certain victory, he will take a big step.

Leaving the Royal Resort Manor, Zhang Yu walked back in Miss Allen's car.

The manor is in the suburbs, and the cars drive very quickly. When it was almost time to reach the city, it was already evening. Zhang Yu suddenly saw someone lying on the side of the road.

"Stop, it seems like someone is lying there!" Zhang Yu said, stretching out his fingers to point.

Miss Allen heard this and immediately drove over and heard the roadside.

Sure enough, there was a person lying on the curb.

Zhang Yu opened the car door, got out of the car first, and came to the man. This man was in his forties and was wearing a down jacket.

He checked his breath first, but no longer breathed. Then he grabbed the man's wrist and then found something was wrong. The man's wrist skin was a little sticky. After a closer look, it turned out to be so festered that it was not very good.

Miss Allen had already got out of the car and came to the corpse. She couldn't help but say "Huh" in her mouth.

Zhang Yu looked up at Miss Allen. He found that Miss Allen's eyes were wide open at this moment, and a hint of excitement appeared on his face. Zhang Yu asked curiously: "What's wrong? Do you know him?"

"I don't know you." Miss Allen said quickly.

The expression on her face instantly returned to normal. Then she took out her cell phone from her pocket and said, "I'm right to call the police. Is there anything else? I'll call an ambulance by the way."

"It's dead." Zhang Yu shook his head, reached out and gently pulled the deceased's sleeve up.

The skin exposed by the deceased was covered in blood and blood, making people feel sick.

"What's going on?" Zhang Yu muttered in his heart, and still pinched the deceased's pulse and felt the pulse.

If a person has no pulse, he will definitely die. Zhang Yu looked at it carefully again and found that all three souls and seven spirits were gone. He was probably sure that this person would die for about an hour.

Zhang Yu really wanted to take off this man's clothes and check it out, but he was not a policeman after all.

He stood up and looked at Miss Allen. Miss Allen was saying something to the person on the phone in English, but Zhang Yu couldn't understand it.

Soon, Miss Allen put down the phone and said, "I have called the police. Let's wait here for a while."

"No problem." Zhang Yu nodded.

The British police were very efficient. In just three minutes, two police cars drove over.

Several policemen got out of the car, some checked the bodies, and some asked Zhang Yu and Miss Allen. Zhang Yu couldn't understand what they said, and they were all returned by Miss Allen.

Zhang Yu's attention was mainly on the corpse. The police seemed to have found festering problems on the corpse and untied the corpse's clothes. Good guy, it made people want to vomit when they see it.

The deceased had an ID and phone number on his body. The police quickly determined the identity of the deceased, named Cameron. The police contacted the family and learned that Cameron had a strange disease recently and had a ulcerated body. It was useless to go to the hospital for treatment. Today, he went to church to pray. It is not clear why he died here, but the body was not traumatized. The police initially determined that he died of the disease.

Zhang Yu and Miss Allen have to go to the police station to take a record. It’s true that the treatment of the police station is good, because when it’s time for supper, they have specially prepared dinner for them.

When the two left the police station, they came to the newly purchased manor. It was already past nine o'clock in the evening.

Along the way, Zhang Yu would occasionally sneak into Miss Alan driving. He always felt that something seemed wrong. Why did Miss Alan show an excited expression when she saw Cameron's body?

When the car arrived outside the manor, the large iron gate of the manor was closed, and only the lights on the yard could be seen from the fence of the iron gate.

I have to say that the night view here is beautiful.

"I'm here, thank you." Zhang Yu said with a smile.

"You don't have to be polite. By the way, won't you invite me in and sit for a while?" Miss Allen also smiled.

"Welcome to you." Zhang Yu nodded and said.

Miss Allen honked the horn directly and set up a doorman in the main gate, but I don’t know if there is anyone.

Fortunately, soon a face appeared from the fence, "Who?"

This man was speaking Mandarin, and Zhang Yu immediately poked his head out and said, "Zhong Fei, it's me."

"The master is back, I'll open the door now." The person inside is Zhang Yu's apprentice Zhong Fei.

He opened the door and put Zhang Yu's car in. Zhang Yu nodded secretly. Although he was not here, it was really orderly here.

There were three disciples on duty in the door's concierge. Miss Allen seemed to be familiar with this place. She could only walk in front and walk on both sides. She drove along the right side and went to the parking lot next to the villa in the middle.

The car was parked, and the two got out together. They walked to the door of the villa. Without Zhang Yu taking action, Miss Allen rang the doorbell.

"Click!"

Soon, someone came over to open the door. He was a disciple of Zhang Yu. When he saw Zhang Yu coming back, he immediately bowed to greet him, "Master, you are back."

"I'm back. How are you settled?" Zhang Yu asked gently.

"It's being cleaned up." The disciple said with a smile: "It's really big here, each person has more than enough room. Everyone has arranged a room and bought all the daily necessities they need."

"That's good." Zhang Yu nodded and walked inside.

Miss Allen followed him and walked through the entrance hall to the large living room.

This European-style large living room is really grand. It is two floors high and can hold a dance party. The circle above is the second floor, and all facilities are available. It seems that the casino didn't say anything at the beginning, like a sofa, which was left behind.

"Hurry up, hurry up, move all these junks to the basement." Suddenly, Zhang Yinling's voice sounded from the stairs.

Zhang Yu turned around and saw Zhang Yinling, Zhang Qingfeng, and several disciples carrying some paintings. These paintings were framed, and some could see the pictures at a glance.

This is an oil painting, it looks messy and I don't know what I'm painting at all.

Unexpectedly, standing beside Zhang Yu, Miss Alan rushed towards the stairs and shouted loudly, "hat are yu?"

I don’t know why she was so anxious, and all she called out were English. How could Zhang Yinling understand it? She was stunned.
To be continued...