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Chapter 122 Sir, I really forgot!

The knight kicked open the door of the caravan, raised his heavy sword, and shouted in a deep voice.

"The court office is doing business, others are quit!!"

The caravan has little space and is in a mess. Apart from some miscellaneous daily necessities, it is just a double bed.

A strong man was lying inside, sleeping soundly. The man was smelly of alcohol and was talking nonsense. There was a crystal ball on the table beside the bed, and there were tarot cards and other things scattered on the side.

Xiao Han followed Andrei, remembering that he had seen him last night. He was Lana's husband, Armand.

At this moment, Armand woke up, and he looked at everyone, a little stunned.

"You...who are you! Lana! Lana! What are you doing, you idiot!! Come in quickly!! Everyone is fucking breaking into the house! You useless thing!"

"Stop it! I'm asking you something! Why the hell did you beat Lana?!" Since this guy was full of swearing, Andre naturally couldn't lose, and Zuan La immediately.

"It's natural for me to hit my wife! What's the fucking relationship with you?"

"Well, it does have nothing to do with me, but I will let you know today that I, Andre, have a hundred ways to keep you alive!"

After hearing what Armand said, Andre rushed straight to the gate from under his feet. The nameless fire in his heart could not hold back. He raised his heavy sword and tried to chop. Armand was so scared that his legs were weak and fell on the bed, unable to get up.

At this moment, Lana, who was outside the door, suddenly reacted, and she rushed over and blocked between Andre and her husband.

"Sir! My husband is drunk at this time and accidentally hits him. You have a lot of them, so let him spare his life. If he goes, how can I live alone!"

Andre was stunned for a few seconds, put down his heavy sword, and it was obvious that he was very impatient.

"Amander, listen to me. Lana is not someone you can afford. I don't like to talk nonsense with people. If you feel that you have the ability to play with me, Andre doesn't mind being with him."

After some persuasion with reason and emotion, Armand instantly understood how many stupid things he had done just now.

Yemengada snorted lightly, and at this time he came to the caravan and continued to face Lana in front of him with an extremely cold attitude.

"Ms. Lana, we're going to ask you some questions next, don't try to deceive us anymore, our patience is limited."

"Okay, okay, ask." Looking at the cold mask and glass, Lana couldn't help but take a few steps back.

Shen Xuan glanced at Yemenggard, as if he was blaming him for not knowing how to be merciful at all.

"Hello, Ms. Lana! Please don't be afraid. I am the pastor Shen Xuan. I'm sorry, my companion's reckless behavior just now scared you. How did you know that Leandra is a witch, who can make potions, bewitch others to have an abortion, and curse it? Did you see it with your own eyes?"

Lana looked at Shen Xuan's face. For some reason, she became even more scared. She trembled and pointed to the crystal ball on the table.

"Water, crystal ball! I, I, I, I, I, I I I know through the crystal ball!"

"Crystal Ball? Gypsy's divination?" Ens murmured to himself.

"Yes, I learned it through divination."

Ens Salon looked at the crystal ball on the table. Indeed, in his understanding, fortune-telling is a very traditional job for gypsy women, and the crystal ball is indeed a prop used by gypsy people to divine. However, as a history professor and a firm materialist, Ens Salon did not believe in any of these mysterious things.

"Let me do this, I'll ask again about what happened recently in the village. Her answer was very perfunctory at the Gypsy party last time. Please remember to listen to it this time professor."

Yemengard turned his head and whispered to Ens, then continued to ask Lana.

"Ms. Lana, I hope you can recall the following questions carefully. We also have important matters and have to be cautious."

"First of all, do you really can't remember when Maria got pregnant?"

"I forgot, I really can't remember it."

Lana looked very sincere, she really couldn't remember it.

"Forgot? Are you kidding me? Ms. Lana, your memory is so bad? You can't remember what happened three or four months ago? Or do you think we are too harsh? Want us to remind you?"

Yemenggard stretched out his black gloves' hand, took out a needle from his bag, raised his head slightly, and looked at the gypsy woman.

Lana was so scared that she trembled all over. She cried and shouted hysterically at the doctor.

"I forgot, I really forgot! Sorry, Sorry, I really don't know anything. Sorry, please spare me! I really don't know!"

"Lana, we went to Liandra's house today and made sure she had no problem. Even so, do you still insist that Liandra is a witch?"

"Yes, sir."

Lana's eyes were very certain, but an interesting scene came. Andrei felt that Lana was insincere and was obviously lying, but Xiao Han thought Lana's eyes were firm and believed it very much.

The two of their differences fell into Yemenggard's eyes. He felt something was strange, but he quickly changed the topic.

"Ms. Lana, did you see Li Ke last night?"

"Li Ke? I saw it. He was here yesterday. He stole other people's money to buy wine and was hung up and beaten."

So, did Li Ke be beaten overnight before going to Liandra's house to change the dressings?

Xiao Han thought so, and the others probably thought so too.

After everyone discussed it, they said goodbye to Lana and returned to the castle.

The castle, which was not very lively on weekdays, now seems even more deserted, and no one sees it when everyone comes back.

After they returned to the castle, they headed straight to the storage room, which was simply cleaned up.

The box was still there, and the lock on it simply met. Ye Ya seemed to have completely broken the lock.

Without any hesitation, they opened the box without hesitation, with only a small pot, a dagger, and a space.

"Space? It looks like someone took something from it?"

Xiao Han muttered to himself, and he found that there were some parchment chips in the gap between the lattice. Judging from the size of the lattice, this should be a book.

"By the way, I remember when we first met Fernando Vicara, he was reading."
Chapter completed!
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