"They're here. Not only the Nighthawks, but it seems the Punishers as well."
Judging from the deep blue, seawater-like Astral Spirit Body light in the Spiritual Vision, the "Sailor" pathway Beyonders accounted for about a quarter.
Considering the Dock Area was the management area of the Punishers, Roger immediately judged that this was a joint law enforcement action.
Not long after, a gentleman of about 30 years old, with deep gray eyes, pretended to look casually at the pocket watch in his hand, and slowly walked from across the street.
Behind him were Klein Moretti and a handsome youth with black hair and green eyes, exuding a romantic aura like a poet, as well as another outstanding-looking young woman who looked like a writer.
"Captain Dunn... and Leonard, and that lady should be Sika Teang, who is also a part-time Author."
Roger carefully watched the members of the Nighthawks team for a while. They all met at the crossroads with the Punishers, and then "coincidentally" walked towards the large building without a nameplate.
Seeing that they were about to leave his sight, Roger ate the last piece of cod in three bites, picked up the remaining half bottle of sparkling water, and tucked the banknote into the leather armor that the waiter had previously handed over, and then followed them.
……
The place where Klein and the others were at the moment was the entrance of a wharf Warehouse.
The streets here were quite Quiet, and no one paid attention to them. Even a slightly louder speaking Sound seemed abnormally Noisy.
"Captain, there are Guards at the door."
Klein put away the Pendulum swinging clockwise and lowered his voice to say to Dunn.
"Well, the Aurora Society gathered all those one hundred and more missing people here, but didn't kill or sacrifice them, which in itself is suspicious."
Dunn nodded slightly.
"Those lunatics must be preparing some kind of Evil ritual."
A middle-aged Police Officer with dark skin and a tall stature said through gritted teeth.
"That possibility cannot be ruled out, and also, you're speaking too loudly." Dunn did not comment.
Seeing that the second hand of the pocket watch in his hand had moved to the predetermined time, Dunn Smith closed his eyes.
A few seconds later, the Sound of someone falling came from inside the door of the Warehouse.
This is the ability of the "Sleepless" pathway Sequence 7 "Nightmare": Forced into a dream!
Seeing Dunn take action, Sika Teang and Leonard Mitchell, who were ready to go, simultaneously broke into the Forecourt of the Warehouse, and a melodious and peaceful melody immediately rang out:
"Ah, the threat of Fear, the Crimson hope!
"At least one thing is true: This life flies by..."
With the control of the two "Midnight Poets", the "Punishers" who had long been unable to suppress their anger swarmed in, and for a time, shouts and gunshots resounded throughout the entire Warehouse.
This battle came quickly and went quickly, and in a short while, the entire street became Quiet again.
"It seems to be resolved."
Roger, disguised as an ordinary Drunkard, leaned against a nearby street corner and nodded secretly.
But he was still a little worried and took out his Pendulum.
"Is James Willis safe?"
The Pendulum swung clockwise, with a large amplitude.
Seeing this, Roger put away the Pendulum and took out the One penny coin that Klein had given him.
"Has Klein Moretti completed the task I gave him?"
The coin flew up and fell, and the result was the King's head side up.
Having received double affirmation, Roger finally breathed a sigh of relief. He finished the last sip of sparkling water, got up and left.
"It's raining, Bandit, we have to go faster."
Half an hour later.
In the banquet Hall of a high-end hotel, Mr. Willis, wearing a suit, Gold-rimmed Glasses, and with slight dark circles under his eyes, was listening to the melodious music played by the Orchestra, while toasting and chatting with other successful people.
"Mr. Willis, I heard about James's matter. You don't have to worry too much. The Goddess will surely bless him."
Facing the polite comfort of others, Willis just nodded absentmindedly, occasionally looking out the window at the rain, his Inner being extremely anxious.
By tomorrow afternoon, the three-day time limit would be up.
Although he had entrusted the so-called Diviner Mettis Bonwe to be a last resort, he couldn't help but have some expectations.
"Could it be that I was deceived? Has James already died?"
Just as Willis couldn't control the random thoughts in his mind, a hurried female Sound suddenly came from the entrance of the banquet Hall.
“It really won't do, sir, pets are not allowed in this banquet Hall.”
"Pets?"
Willis's heart trembled, and he immediately thought of something.
When he previously entrusted Roger to investigate James's whereabouts, he had left the address of his hotel to this youth Diviner with a cat.
Willis even ignored a beautiful Lady who wanted to toast him, and ran towards the entrance of the Hall, pushing open the door.
There, a Young Miss was pulling at the coat of Roger, who had some water stains and a silver Tabby Cat squatting on his shoulder, her face full of anxiety.
“Wait, wait.”
Willis gasped: "He is my guest. Mr. Bonway, let's talk aside."
He led Roger quickly to one side and asked in a trembling voice:
“Mr. Bonway, Little James…”
"Found him. I asked a friend of mine who works in a security company to rescue James. He was locked up with many missing Citizens." Roger brushed a few raindrops off his head and replied.
The reason why he had to brave the rain to see Willis was to complete the delivery of the task before James came back to find his father.
In this way, the credit for completing the task would firmly fall on him.
“Really?”
Willis grabbed Roger's arm, but immediately realized that he was a little out of control, and then let go of his hand.
“It's true. Little James should be back soon. We can wait and see.”
Roger replied simply.
Willis nodded, called a waiter nearby to serve Roger a Cocktail, and the two of them stood in front of the Floor-to-ceiling Window, waiting in silence.
About another hour passed.
Willis, who was almost about to fall into uncertainty again, was about to speak to ask Roger, but suddenly saw a Carriage with the Tingen City Police badge driving from the street corner in the distance.
In a short while, the Carriage stopped at the entrance of the hotel, and a youth wearing a dirty white shirt, with a few Bruise on his face, got out of the Carriage together with a Middle-aged Police Officer.
In Roger's gaze, Willis, without thinking, rushed into the rain, embraced his son with eyes full of Crimson, and thanked the Police Officer.
That Demeanor didn't look like a money-grubbing merchant, but more like an ordinary old father.
Soon, the radiant Willis came back with James and shook hands with Roger solemnly.
“Mr. Bonway, you are truly a great Diviner. Please allow me to introduce you to the Celebrities of Tingen.”
Seeing that Roger didn't object, Willis tidied his Clothes, ignored the Young Miss's obstruction, directly pushed open the door, and walked in with Roger and James.
“Everyone!”
Willis's emotions were quite excited, and he shouted out loud, quickly attracting the attention of everyone at the banquet.
Even the Orchestra playing music temporarily stopped.
Everyone looked at him and the two strange youths with different States behind him with suspicion.
“Many of the Guests here should have heard that my son James went missing a few days ago. But today, he miraculously returned to my side!”
There were immediately many Insiders whispering, and many people congratulated Willis.
He pressed down with both hands, indicating that he still had something to say.
Then, under the gaze of everyone, Willis pulled Roger, who was wearing the Bandit on his shoulder, to his side.
“Here, allow me to introduce to you a friend of mine, the Diviner of the Tingen City Divination Club: Mr. Mettis Bonwe. It was with his amazing Divination that he helped me find my son!
“To be honest, in the past, I have always been skeptical of Divination, and even lacked trust in the god.
“But after this incident, Mr. Bonwe has greatly changed my view. He made me believe that Miracles really exist in the world!”
After Willis said this, he raised his glass and spoke with unprecedented sincerity and piety: "Praise the Steam!"
The Guests present looked different, and some even whispered.
But out of politeness, they still raised their glasses to congratulate, saying different prayers.
Feeling the curious, reverent, or skeptical gazes cast upon him by these people, Roger also revealed a smile.
Because at this moment, he felt that something in his Inner had made a crisp breaking Sound.
The "Attention Seeker" Potion was completely digested.