When the moonlight disappeared completely, Martin pushed open the door and walked out, got into a carriage with Doriani and headed to the port.

These days, everyone’s main task is to patrol the streets.

From the beginning of abnormal moonlight to the present, eight extraordinary cases of out-of-control have occurred.

Thanks to Faralin's advance arrangement, only two of them evolved into nightmare and were quickly removed by the temple organization.

Tonight, Martin and Doriani were separated into a group and had to patrol more than ten streets including the second port.

Various flyers can be seen everywhere on the street.

Since Martin brought this marketing method to Faralin, many businesses have also smelled business opportunities and printed advertisements of their products on paper and hired people to distribute them.

This kind of advertising does not invest much, but the benefits are very obvious.

Many people have not been bombarded by flyers and will take the initiative to view the content above and be guided.

However, in the past two days, the most common leaflet in the city introduces the astronomical phenomenon of solar eclipse.

Solar eclipses often caused panic in ancient times.

That's because for ordinary people, this is an unexplainable phenomenon.

And the fear of the unknown happens to be portrayed in the genes of ordinary humans and cannot be erased.

However, the leaflet has already predicted that there will be a solar eclipse at noon this Sunday, and the exact time point of the solar eclipse appears has been marked.

In this way, the panic among the masses can be reduced at a great level and avoid causing man-made disasters.

On the other hand, it also has the meaning of popular science.

Martin also gained more than ten experience points through this...

The carriage slowly arrived at Mabu Street, and Martin and Doriani walked off the carriage.

At night, the streets are very quiet.

This area was once an area where textile workers gathered. Later, artificial textiles were replaced by machines, but the name was continued.

Most of the nearby street names are related to textiles - Langfang Street, Qiaoshou Road, Shipi Bu Lane...

Doriani frowned, took out the mask from his windbreaker pocket, and put it on quickly.

After all, this is a slum area. The ditches on both sides of the street emit a pungent stench, making people feel difficult to breathe.

At least Doriani felt unbearable.

Martin and Doriani walked in the middle of the road, and the sun shone out from the cylinder in Martin's hand and swept across the exterior walls of the houses on both sides of the street.

Because of the sufficient materials, Martin specially made a batch of ceremonial gold coins to serve as lighting tools for patrols at night.

It does not require much use, and it can be used as long as it is an extraordinary person.

Compared with oil lamps and fluorescent lamps, it is more practical and convenient.

Moreover, I am very restrained in some things that like to hide in dark corners.

In addition, Martin has a map in his hand.

It is marked with some of the residences of collaborators and some places where extraordinary people may be active.

This is where the key inspection is needed.

The moonlight was the strongest in the evening, and they wanted to confirm that there were no changes in the people in these places.

There are security team members on patrol during the day, but they have to rely on them at night.

Having been patrolling for two nights, Martin took the flashlight and came to a deep alley with a familiar journey.

Dongdong!

The moss on the wall spread to some old doors.

The wooden door was knocked by Martin.

"Who?" An old woman's voice came from the room behind the door, looking panting.

"Shijiang Hall! Count the number of people." Martin stood in front of the door and said loudly.

"Wait a minute, I'll put on my clothes."

A rustling sound rang out, and within two minutes, the door was opened.

The hunched woman appeared in front of the door. The sunlight in Martin's hand was a bit stronger than the oil lamp. The old man raised his hand slightly to block it.

Although she is a little old, she is dressed neatly and does not look like a poor man at all.

The old woman Martin has seen her twice, named Margaret, and it looks nothing like the previous two days.

She is very old and almost seventy years old. As an extraordinary person, she should not be short of money and I don’t know why she has been living here.

But Martin was not interested in inquiring about his privacy.

After sensing it once and confirming that there is no problem with the person, Martin reminded: "Don't go out from 9 am to 10 pm tomorrow, nor do you have to be exposed to the moonlight."

"Remember, thank you two young men!" Margaret nodded with a smile, with a friendly attitude, nodding to Martin and Doriani.

Doriani took out a booklet and registered the location of the first patrol tonight.

After the old man closed the door, the two turned around and headed to the next location.

There are many extraordinary people like Margaret who are hidden in slums and are not well-known to ordinary people.

Notifying and confirming that there is no problem with them is also Martin's main task.

But just as he turned around and walked out of the alley, Martin felt a sense of ignorance.

The gaze came from behind, a little erratic, specious.

However, Martin had considerable confidence in his sixth sense, knowing that this was definitely not an illusion, but something was silently staring at him.

Still speaking, Martin glanced at Doriani beside him.

It seemed that she didn't notice it.

Martin frowned, but did not turn his head to look, and his steps did not stop, but walked out of the alley as usual.

However, his steps slowed down a little calmly, allowing Doriani to walk in front of him...

The alley was very quiet, with only a few chirping insects making quiet calls.

Martin was on guard, and the dark dagger was already hidden in the cuffs of the windbreaker.

But until the two of them walked to the alley, there was no other movement behind them.

Except for the peeping gaze, there is still...

Walking out of the alley, Martin turned around and shone the flashlight deep into the alley.

The bright sunlight is extremely penetrating, illuminating the alley thirty or forty meters.

However, nothing strange was found.

Martin looked as usual, and left the alley, and his sense of peeping disappeared.

Arriving under the dim street lights, Martin holding the map in his hand, as if confirming the next route.

But his attention was always on the entrance of the alley.

Doriani finally noticed Martin's abnormality.

She seemed very tacit, didn't say anything, but just stood quietly beside Martin.

However, her hand in her pocket was already holding a dice tightly...

A few minutes later, Martin closed the map and glanced across the alley again.

"Let's go!"

Martin tilted his head and signaled Doriani to leave.

Doriani didn't ask, nodded silently, and followed Martin obediently.

The two men moved toward the distance of the street and disappeared around the corner.

After walking out for one or two hundred meters again, Martin's movements suddenly became stiff.

"Helm me a little."

He said softly to Doriani.

Doriani was stunned for a moment, but immediately took Martin's arm.

And in the alley, another "Martin" appeared from the shadow holding a speechless thorn and stood in front of Margaret's door again.

[Cunning disguise]!

It is difficult to use one mind and two things, let alone control both bodies at the same time.

Especially when one of the parties is highly focused, the other body will inevitably experience slow movements and unnatural phenomena.

On this side, Doriani held Martin and sat down on a bench on the street.

The street lights here just happened to be broken and were covered in shadows.
To be continued...