Digesting the huge amount of information in her mind that was converted into her own memory, she slowly opened her eyes. He was about to activate the "Stand Flash" to leave this place and go to the "Twilight Palace" in the center of Twilight City, but he suddenly stopped. Because she heard that somewhere in the library, just a few rows of bookshelves away from her... The sound of people talking. There was nothing special about this kind of thing. After all, even in a quiet place like a library, it was unlikely that no one would talk. It was normal for some people to exchange a few words in a low voice, and it was not worth Qi Ji's attention. But the thing is, what those guys were talking about was... kind of interesting. "It seems like something interesting has happened again." The corners of Qi Ji's mouth curled up slightly, and his figure flashed and disappeared on the spot. In a blink of an eye, they arrived near the source of the voice.
========================= A new week, please like it! Chapter 231 Secret Talk Under the huge bookshelves that stand like tall buildings, in the dark and cold shadows. The two furtive figures were on edge, huddled together nervously, and talked in low voices. One of them said in a deliberately low male voice: "…I already have the 'file' in hand. I'll be fine for the next few days. When do you plan to come get it?" The other person was silent for a while, and responded in a low voice: "We'll find an opportunity to agree on a time within three days." The person before nodded and urged in a slightly urgent tone: "Hurry up, the need for this 'file' over there seems to be quite urgent..." "…Professor Vincent?" At this moment, a clear and slightly childish voice interrupted the two people's conversation from the light. "who!?" The person who spoke first trembled all over, took a few steps back in panic, and asked subconsciously. "Professor Vincent, it really is you," a figure trotted over, "I've been looking for you for a long time!" The man in the shadows took a closer look and found that it was a little girl of about fourteen or fifteen years old. She had long dark green hair tied into a simple ponytail with an elastic band. She was wearing the uniform of a junior college student and holding several textbooks in her hands. "Donna?"
The man was slightly stunned, then quickly suppressed the panic on his face and stood firm. Then, he put his hands behind his waist and walked out of the shadow under the bookshelf with steady steps: "Are you looking for me?" Under the lighting of the library, the man's figure and appearance were revealed. He was a middle-aged man in his forties, tall and thin, wearing a neat brown suit and a brass-rimmed monocle in his chest pocket. He has a clean face and his short hair is neatly groomed. He looks very bookish and gentle. With a kind and calm smile on his face, the man slowly walked towards the little girl in uniform: "I was just reading a book... You know, I have some unseemly habits, like reading aloud when I read." “…Reading a book?” The girl tilted her head in confusion, trying to look past the middle-aged man to the shadow where he was before: "I seemed to hear other people's voices just now..." "Cough cough!" The man's face changed immediately, and he took a step to the side in a panic, blocking the girl's view. After a few dry coughs, he said quickly: "Didn't you just say you'd been looking for me? What's the matter, Donna?" “Oh…oh, that’s right!” The girl named Donna was reminded of this and remembered her business, and immediately forgot about the abnormality she had noticed before. She pulled out a book from her bosom, flipped to a page, pointed to a paragraph of text and asked: "Professor Vincent, there was a point in your lecture yesterday afternoon that I didn't understand. I thought about it all night but still couldn't figure it out. When I went to your office this morning, you were not there..." Vincent, a tall, thin, bookish, and gentle middle-aged man, pursed his lips, tilted his head slightly, and glanced at a certain place with his peripheral vision. Then he leaned over, glanced at the problem Donna pointed out, lowered his voice, and patiently explained: "Analysis of the trajectory of a particle in a plane vertical space affected by a non-conservative force... Well, this is not a knowledge point that the syllabus requires you to master, so you don't have to delve into it. But if you want to know, you can expand on it..." After more than ten minutes, Vincent finally finished explaining that point of knowledge. "Oh, I see! So that's how it is! Thank you, Professor Vincent, goodbye~!" The little girl Donna waved goodbye to Vincent and left with a happy face. Seeing her back completely disappear from his sight, Vincent breathed a sigh of relief and turned to look at the place where he had been having a secret conversation with someone before. He walked in quickly and said to the other person in the shadow in a somewhat unnatural tone, pretending to be relaxed: "Little interlude, let's move on." "…That little girl heard us talking."
The man's cold words floated out from the darkness, making Vincent shudder. His face suddenly became a little flustered, and he hurriedly explained: "No, there's nothing to worry about. She was just concentrating on asking questions... Well, children are like that. They will forget about such unimportant things after a good night's sleep..." There seemed to be a cold and ruthless gaze sweeping over him in the darkness. Then, the man did not dwell on this topic any more and took the initiative to reveal the truth: "When do you think it would be a good time to hand over the 'file' to me?" Vincent adjusted his expression and whispered as if he was thinking: "Tomorrow? I don't have classes tomorrow afternoon, we can meet at the Hibiscus Bar..." After a few rounds of conversation, the two quickly finalized the details. There was a sudden shake in the darkness, and then there was no sound. The man seemed to have left. "call……" Vincent breathed a sigh of relief as if a stone had fallen from his heart. After standing there in a daze for a long time, he shook his head and walked out of the library. "That was so weird just now. Why did I suddenly panic? What am I afraid of?... Damn it, what on earth am I involved in..." An inexplicable feeling flowed out from his murmur: "After I get the final payment for this deal, I will quit... "This matter was full of evil from the beginning to the end. I agreed to it because I was blinded by the money..." On the other side, Donna, a girl in a junior grade uniform, returned a book at the library front desk. After leaving the library, she walked along the school road towards the girls' dormitory. "...The knowledge outside the syllabus is much simpler than I thought. I understood it after Professor Vincent explained it once... So I have a better chance of getting the scholarship this semester... Well, I can save a lot of money for my family. Come on, Donna~!..." She seemed to be in a good mood today. She walked in a bouncing manner, and her dark green ponytail swayed vigorously. "Crack!" A sound coming from above her head suddenly interrupted her endless fantasy. It was the sound of some brittle object breaking, mixed with a lot of rustling friction and crackling sounds. "what?" Donna subconsciously looked up at the source of the sound. An extremely thick and heavy branch, carrying a blanket of thick leaves, quickly filled the field of vision. “…Huh!?” Before she could react, the falling branch arrived in front of her, and the shadow it cast completely covered her, with the sharp branches clearly visible. "Bang!!!"
"Wow--" The loud sound of a heavy object falling to the ground and shattering exploded in her ears, and she only felt an irresistible force coming from her body. At the same time, everything in front of my eyes went dark, as if I had lost connection with the world. The screams and shouts of the students and passers-by around me instantly blurred into hazy noise. ========================= Don't forget to like it before you go out~~ Chapter 232 It seems like another big event has happened? "Wow! What's wrong?! Why can't I see? I can't hear any sound either!" Donna became panicked when she found that not only was everything in front of her eyes black, but even the sounds in her ears became extremely vague. "I, I'm dead!? I was crushed to death?! I'm on my way to the underworld now?! Ahhhh no, I'm still awake and I don't want to die!!!" I was killed by a falling branch?! Canyang, this is such a hasty way to die! No! I can't die like this! I still have a scholarship to get! I haven't told my dad the good news that I got second place in the monthly exam! All kinds of thoughts flashed through her mind at a rapid speed, and she immediately opened her throat and shouted at the loudest volume she could: "Great and merciful 'God of Dusk and Decay' Anmon! Your devout believer begs you! Don't lead my soul into the underworld so quickly... Uh, it seems wrong..." But before she had finished speaking, she realized something was wrong. "Hey, wait, the dead and the underworld seem to be ruled by the 'God of Nothingness and Death', 'Death' Hall. Did I call him the wrong name... "That's not right. I haven't really reached the underworld yet. The one guiding my soul right now is indeed the 'God of Dusk and Decay', the 'God of Ferry' Amon..." Donna was suddenly confused and had no idea which great being she should ask for forgiveness from. “Ahhhh, this is so annoying! I haven’t had time to learn religion and mythology to that extent! I can’t even tell the difference between the realms and powers of the nine main gods…” "Okay, okay, stop shouting. It's giving me a headache." Just then, she heard a clear and ethereal voice. It was like a blessing from an angel, instantly calming Donna's extremely restless and panicked heart. "Ah?" After regaining some sanity, she finally realized...that she could still feel her own body! If one is really dead and his spirit has turned into a ghost and been led to the underworld, he will most likely be unconscious. "I, I'm not dead...?" She muttered softly, taking in her current state. Now... I seem to be held by someone? The reason why I can't see or hear clearly is because my eyes and ears are covered by that person's body or clothes?
That person just saved me from being hit by a branch? "Oh, yes, yes, you are alive and well." That heavenly voice came into my ears again: "So, can you let me go now?" "Uh... huh?!"