solarly

Nalia was also very strange, she hesitantly said, "Third brother, Telei was really taken away, but now how, how……"

Wendell hummed, "You go and ask what's going on, if it's alright, we'll leave now!"

"Oh!" Nalia beamed in aggravation and hurried up, nudging Telei and asking with concern, "Telei, what's wrong with you? Is everything alright?"

"Ah?!"

Teleisa, who hadn't made a single movement, suddenly shrieked in alarm, and immediately she clutched Nalia's arm tightly, screaming over and over again, "Monster, monster ah!"

"What are you screaming for!" Wendell's face suddenly sank as he coldly snorted, "What's the look of panicking!"

He had never had a half-hearted feeling towards warmth, and at this moment, seeing this unimaginative and Barotic shouting of hers, coupled with the fact that warmth had brought Nalia to a place like the clubhouse, he was even more unhappy in his heart. [Ye_zi] [Yo_you] bubble-(

Teleisa was immediately stunned, and then her tears fell down, "Silva, Depom, there are monsters, there are really monsters……"

"Where is the monster?" Wendell asked in a deep voice, his heart also alerted, could it be that his guess was true, that this Royal Club had something to do with the metal skeleton man he had seen before in Granola?

Teleisa, however, shook her head in a panic and said, "That, that monster is gone!"

"How did it leave?" Wendell frowned and asked, "Say in more detail, they didn't do anything to you, right?"

"He, they……" Teleisa gabbled a long list of words, but Wendell didn't understand a single word, it was obvious that Teleisa had become a bit incoherent.

Wendell looked at her with a sullen face and said: "I see that you have no way to talk now, it is better to go back first, and when you can narrate fluently, then you can talk about today's events. Also, if you are hurt, please call the police!"

Teleisa nodded, but her eyes were still full of fear, as if she had seen something unbelievable.

"Nalia, hold her up, let's get out of here first!" Wendell pretended that he had no intention of scanning around the room, he found that there were at least three or 4 cameras working in the room, it was obvious that there should be someone watching here, and what to say could not be said here.

Wendell gave a wink to Gredia Beread, who immediately complied and escorted Nalia and Wen Wen out, while Wendell stayed behind.

With his hands behind his back, he paced back and forth in the compartment, his heart alert, the bio-current in his body running fast, ready to strike the strongest blow at any moment.

"The foreigner with the metal arm, who was arrested when he was spotted, the security personnel at the clubhouse did not react……" Wendell's mind analyzed the events that happened today in detail, "From the time he received Nalia's call to now It's been at least two or three hours, yet warmth hasn't been harmed in the slightest, and she knows she's encountered a monster…… strange, really strange!"

Wendell can be sure that it is definitely not because he is too sensitive, this matter is odd everywhere, very abnormal.

In fact, although Wendell had no good feeling about warmth, but he also knew that warmth would not be so stupid that she could not even recognize a prosthetic limb, and to be able to make warmth so fearful, that metal arm was obviously very unusual.

Wendell suddenly had a thought in his mind, it wasn't very strange for a person to have a metal arm, a prosthetic arm, many people who had been injured or had problems with their arms would basically have a prosthetic arm fitted. According to reason, warmth should not feel too scared.

But the fact is, Teleisa did get scared.

There was only one possibility, then, that it was definitely not the arm that scared Cozy, but the foreigner with the metal arm!

But another question came up, since Cozy had seen the foreigner, and if the other party really had something that couldn't be seen that had been revealed, why didn't they arrest Nalia as well?

"This so-called Royal Club is really strange to the extreme!" Wendell paced back and forth, slightly lowering his head to avoid letting the camera see his facial expression, while his gaze was stern.

It wasn't that Wendell liked to meddle, but because this matter involved Nalia, and he always felt that there was some connection between this place and that dynasty in the dark, so he had to find out. Just to~

Wendell faintly closed his eyes and imagined the scene from before……

Teleisa mistakenly entered this compartment and ended up seeing a foreigner who was taking his arm down, according to Nalia's relay, this foreigner was covered in hair and he seemed to be rubbing oil on his arm, while there should be other people in the compartment at that time.

Cozy then exited in a panic, but the men rushed into Cozy's compartment and grabbed Cozy but not Nark……

Swish!

Wendell snapped open his eyes, he suddenly thought of a question, the other side did not arrest Nalia, nor did they hurt Cozy, could it be because…… they did not want to, but could not, or did not dare to!

Is there a possibility that those people were afraid that after hurting Teleisa, things would get too big and would attract the attention of others?

"Perhaps, it's their own preconceptions?" Wendell shook his head slightly, from the very beginning he had connected this place to the dynasty himself, but what if in fact that wasn't the case?

What if that foreigner's arm was really a prosthetic arm?

…… There was that possibility too!

Maybe foreign countries have this kind of high technology and the prosthetic limbs made might be special, and it's scary to feel warm without having seen it…… very possible!

Wendell sighed lightly, shook his head slightly and secretly said, "It seems that that killer from the dynasty at that time, that metal spine, did give himself a big shock, so that he can't let go of it until now, and can't help a_sociating it in the direction of the dynasty when a little wind blows!"

"Really……" Wendell shook his head and laughed, instead of speculating here by himself, why not go to the security department of the clubhouse and ask, warmth was caught, this can be completely as a conflict well, test the clubhouse side of what reaction!

The whole process looked as if he had turned a little too far, nothing unusual could be seen.

"Something's going on!" Wendell's heart suddenly shook, he pretended to turn around as if nothing had happened and took two steps towards the side, but his gaze fell on the place where he had just slipped a little, where there seemed to be some liquid.

Wendell took out a tissue from his pocket, covered his mouth and pretended to cough a few times, and immediately, the tissue ‘accidentally' fell to the ground.

He hurriedly squatted down and picked the tissue up, only in the process of picking it up, his hand slightly exerted itself to wipe up the liquid on the ground.

Wendell looked around and went straight into the restroom that came with the box.

"Muere enough, there's no camera!" Wendell coldly snorted in his heart, this compartment was covered with cameras, but there wouldn't be any in the washroom, no one liked to watch others go to the toilet, at least Wendell didn't have this bad taste.

Wendell picked up the paper towel, his gaze immediately became incomparably harsh, the liquid on this paper towel was surprisingly……

"There really is a connection!"

Wendell's heart shook, the smell of this liquid was so familiar, so similar to the smell on the bones of the foreign killer with a metal spine that he met in Granola, the only difference was that the foreign killer in Granola had the smell of gasoline on him, that was the smell that got on his body after the car had been knocked over.

If other factors were put aside, Wendell could be sure that the smell of this liquid on the tissue paper was exactly the same as the smell on the foreign killer in Granola!

When he thought of what Nalia had said before, Wendell understood clearly that this liquid, in fact, should be a kind of oil! And, it was an oil that was specifically used for that kind of metal bones!

"This so-called Royal Club is really connected to Dynasty, and moreover, it should still be a very intimate relationship!" Wendell was certain in his heart, yet when he remembered something about the dynasty that his second uncle had told him, he suddenly had a shuddering feeling.

The members in this Royal Club were basically all dignitaries, which meant that Dynasty's influence had really penetrated into all areas of Springs, and they were all high-end areas!

The power that Dynasty holds in its hands is truly terrifying!

Wendell narrowed his eyes and stared at the tissue paper in his hand, his face yīn incomparably sullen.

"Dynasty……"

He murmured softly, what kind of organization is this Dynasty, how come there are still…… transformers inside?!

After deliberating for a moment, Wendell took out another piece of paper from his pocket, threw it into the toilet and flushed it, then he fiddled with his belt and walked out, tidying up his clothes again, before striding out of the box.

After leaving the box, Gredia Beread and Nalia were waiting outside the door. Seeing Wendell, Nalia immediately said, "Third brother, what took you so long inside? Shall we go back now?"

"How can we go like this?" Wendell hummed, "Go to the service desk first, I'd like to ask them, this club almost had an act of murder in the club and no one actually asked about it, is this how the club treats its guests?"

"Go!" He waved his hand violently and led the way towards the lift.

……

Meanwhile, in a bright room, there was a large screen hanging on one wall, which was displaying different images, one of the small screens was showing the very same box 4o8 that Wendell had been to before.

In front of the screen were three people, one with a ghost face mask, one was a tall foreigner wearing a black sè coat and looking very imposing, and the other, a woman of short stature.

"This young man, is the leader of the third generation of the Silva family?" The man in the mask asked. With a voice appearing to be so evanescent that it was impossible to make out whether it was a man or a woman.

"Yes!" The short woman said, "Lord in charge, this little brute is the direct descendant of the Silva Family, Wendell!"

"In that case, it was him who struck Black Wolf when he lost his hand in Granola?" The masked man sneered, not knowing whether he was angry or happy, "What a nice brat, even Black Wolf died at his hands…… I'm a bit moved!"

To be continued....