Chapter 453 Sneak in Openly (Please give me a monthly ticket in the last half day) You really know what a "hostel" is... Janna did not hide her curiosity and concern: "What kind of strange creature? What did it say?" Imre glanced at Valentine and said: "Normally, it's a creature that's invisible to the naked eye. You can only confirm its existence through some traces, to see if it's hovering around you." Valentine explained eagerly: "According to my understanding, it is between the spiritual world and reality. It is impossible to touch it, and it is difficult to discover it through 'spiritual vision'. This is a very strange state." "I think it's more than that. According to the files, there are also some conceptual and abstract things in it. In short, only when it wants to or attacks you can you see it or feel its form with the help of your body's reaction." Imre corrected Valentine's description. This, this is very similar to the situation after Bouvar's body was contaminated... But Bouvar's body is not that powerful. As long as the environment is dark enough, you can see it. Well, according to Charles, except for a few extraordinary people who have reached a certain sequence, it is indeed impossible to touch it directly and deal with it... Janna made associations and became more and more convinced that the "hostel" that Valentine and others knew about was the same as the one she and others knew, unless there was more than one "hostel" of the same nature. Imre, who liked to stick a piece of skin-colored tape on the middle of his nose, paused and said: “If that strange creature hadn’t attacked our colleagues, it wouldn’t even have been found. "We got several pieces of information from it, one of which mentioned 'hostel'." "What does it say?" Janna was very cooperative.
This may hide the direction of future investigation! Valentine frowned slightly: "It just says it's from the 'Tavern', which is their home in this world." "Any other information? Otherwise I don't know how to help you gather intelligence and who to pay attention to." Janna didn't use her "instigation" ability, but it was tantamount to instigation. Imre hesitated for a few seconds: “Everything else it says doesn’t apply you know. "Well, it calls itself 'Fairy'." "Fairy"... the untouchable fairy... the name of a sequence corresponding to that path of grace? Janna nodded thoughtfully. After a brief silence, Valentine said: “Our colleague encountered this strange creature in a painter’s studio. “And that painter had been treated for mental illness. He always claimed that his spirit would travel every night into a strange space that was neither real nor spiritual. He fought against invisible creatures, strange souls, evil spirits and demons that tried to use that space to invade reality, and protected the peace of the entire neighborhood. "Such language led to him being sent to a mental hospital for treatment for a period of time, and subsequently taking long-term medication. Our colleagues confirmed that what he said might be true." "It sounds like it's been contaminated by an evil spirit...but why are they traveling in spirit form to protect the neighborhood?" Janna didn't mention the term "Blesser". Imre smiled without any mood and said: "The power of evil gods is not necessarily evil, but they often bring disasters or cause the recipients to have certain hallucinations and personality changes. Can you accept that you are no longer yourself?" Janna wanted to answer with silence as usual, but when she thought about the two "Purifiers" in front of her, she slowly shook her head. Valentine's tone was still as urgent: "I'm telling you this because I hope you'll pay more attention to painters, novelists, or people who love to paint, read stories, or tell stories. If you find anyone with unusual behavior or language, report it to us immediately." "Yes, the works of some painters also have a certain supernatural power, which is also one of the clues," Imre added. "No problem." Janna nodded solemnly. …………
Lumian, who had obtained a lot of intelligence from various channels, found that although he and others had a preliminary understanding of the "hostel", they still lacked substantial progress in the investigation. They still didn't know where the "hostel" was located and what the evil god believers who went there were planning. He had no choice but to turn his attention to General Philip's widow and the charity organization called "Dream Seekers". Late at night, aka District 3, Livo Street 9. This is a three-story off-white building surrounded by gardens, lawns, stables, fountains, statues, etc. "I was originally thinking of finding an opportunity to ask for your help, using the ritual dog skin to sneak in and search here." Anthony Reid, who had a crew cut, glanced at Lumian beside him. Lumian smiled and said: "The current situation is that the official Beyonders can't take care of these trivial matters." As he spoke, he crossed the street and walked towards the off-white building with several sculptural decorations on the exterior. The two men walked around to the side of the garden and watched two male servants pass by together and turn to the front area. Lumian took a step and jumped, put his hand on the white-painted iron fence, leaped over with his body stretched out, and landed silently. Anthony Reid was a veteran who had been tested on the battlefield and always maintained the habit of exercising. Although Sequence 9 to Sequence 7 of the "Spectator" path did not give him a significant improvement in his fighting skills and his physical fitness was not much improved, it did not prevent him from climbing over the fence and entering the garden with relative ease. Lumian did not hide himself at all, holding a top hat and with one hand in his pocket, he walked out of the garden and approached the main house. He paused occasionally, just in time to avoid the eyes looking out of the windows of the building and the maid who was rushing back to the room. Soon, the two arrived at the side door. The big wolf-like dog guarding here has fallen into a deep sleep. Anthony Reid guessed that it was done by the two witches who had long disappeared and whose current location was unknown. But he thought, if that was the case, then why did they pretend to sneak in? Lumian seemed to have noticed the "psychologist's" thoughts and smiled. "The drugs we got from the Bliss Society are very potent. We have to use them sparingly." Moreover, the "Society of Bliss" has been cleared out by the Witch Cult, leaving only two core members and Maip Maier who is currently hiding in the market area. For the time being, no one is providing supplies to Lumian, Franka and others. Of course, the Witch Cult must have gained a lot, and after Franka passes the assessment, she should have the opportunity to make some money from them. Lumian stepped over the unconscious dog, took out a piece of wire, and easily opened the side door of the building. At this time, the lights in the house were almost out and the corridor was dark. Lumian put one hand in his pocket and held his top hat in the other, and walked towards the master bedroom upstairs, as if he was returning home. Last time, he hid behind the scenes and directed his partners to set the trap. This time, he used himself as bait to fish out possible problems? Different choices, different ways of playing the role of "conspirator"? Anthony Reid followed Lumian from the side with understanding. Lumian walked all the way to the door of the master bedroom on the third floor. He just took a detour on the way and climbed up from the balcony on the second floor, avoiding the bodyguard at the stairs. Looking at the vermilion door, he laughed softly: “After General Philip passed away, did his widow no longer receive protection from the Beyonders? "The bodyguards I hire with my own money can only scare off ordinary thieves and robbers." "There are Beyonders, but Beyonders who work as bodyguards are not only expensive, but also have bad tempers. They usually don't work night shifts." Anthony Reid said what he had observed during this period. "We should pay attention to controlling the volume later." "This is when the benefits of the 'Sleepless' come into play." Lumian responded in a low voice, and used the wire again to open the door of the master bedroom. The Sleepless One is Sequence 9 of the Night Pathway, known for sleeping very little but being full of energy. Anthony Reid followed Lumian into the room and closed the wooden door behind him.
Then, Lumian put on his black top hat and clicked on the gas wall lamp. In the yellowish light, they saw a woman wrapped in a silk quilt lying on the bed. The woman woke up slowly. She was in her forties, with wavy black hair and some traces of time on her face, but her skin was still in pretty good condition. A yellow light first shone into her amber eyes, and then reflected the face that Lumian had modified with the "Face of Nether" and the black hat. Just as she was about to open her mouth, the cold muzzle of a gun was pressed against her red lips. "Relax, we're just trying to make a little money and ask a few questions at the same time. If you cooperate, nothing will come to harm." Lumian said with a smile. When someone broke into her house late at night and held a gun at gunpoint, General Philip's widow Annes did not dare to resist at all. She nodded quickly to show her willingness to cooperate. "Look into my eyes. I don't want you to be proven to be a liar next." Anthony Reid lit a cigarette and put it to his lips. Annes subconsciously looked at the veteran, trying to make her eyes look sincere. She then saw that the robber's eyes were deep brown and extremely clear, as if she could see into the depths of his soul through his eyes, and the tip of the cigarette in his mouth was red, with a flame burning and flickering. The red dot flickers... After a while, amid the smell of cigarettes, Anthony Reid, who had put Annies into a semi-hypnotic state through actions, language, and media, began to communicate directly with the widow's mental body: "Why would you donate so much of your fortune to the Dream Seekers charity?" Annes's mind replied without reservation: "It's stipulated in Philip's will that if I don't donate two-thirds of my property to that charity, my children and I won't be able to inherit the remaining one-third." There is indeed something wrong with that "Dream Seekers" organization, and so is General Philip... Lumian feels that General Philip is not someone who would be willing to do charity to this extent. Considering that Annes continued to live without any abnormality and obviously lacked understanding of the possible problems with General Philip, Anthony Reed changed the subject: "Is Philip still a devout believer of the Eternal Sun?" This "psychologist" felt that as a couple living together every day, the general could hide other problems from Annies, but he certainly could not hide the details of daily life. Annes said with empty eyes: “He hadn’t prayed attentively for a long time, and his praises were very perfunctory. "I once overheard him whispering in the corridor: "Goddess' blessing." PS: I am asking for monthly tickets in the last half day~ There will be updates at 0:05~ (End of this chapter)