Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 34 Dolls with souls, and invited undead

Speaking of Lawrence, Wilson was visibly uncomfortable.

"Maybe we can change the subject again."

He didn't care whether Chen Yan answered or not, he just looked at the sky:

"It's almost dawn, Mr. Chen, and I'm leaving get off work. Tonight's hunting has paid off. This is the first time I've opened this month."

He looked to the other side of the public platform and said:

"Let me see the other prey."

Chen Yan realized instantly that he was referring to the missionary who died on the other side of the bus platform.

Wilson walked down, Chen Yan looked down at his back, and saw two things hanging on his back.

That's two heads.

One is the head of the third uncle, there is no hair on the head, the skin on the whole head has completely turned into snake scales, and the huge skull is also transforming into a real snake shape.

The other was William who had just escaped with a fake corpse.

William wasn't quite dead.

His mouth was facing Chen Yan, opening and closing.

Wilson took two steps forward, as if remembering something, he turned to Chen Yan and said, "By the way, this cartilage has something to tell you."

He explained: "This guy is a Christian, and I happen to be too, so I promised him to leave his last words."

What kind of power is Qingjiao?
Chen Yan has no memory of Qingjiao at all.

William's head was thrown outside the phone booth.

Chen Yan listened to his weak voice.

"I'm sorry...can I repent? Qingjiao believers can't die with sin..."

Chen Yan didn't understand: "Why do you confess to me? Shouldn't you confess to the priest of your Qingjiao?"

William cried: "I'm sorry, I shouldn't peep at your wealth."

Chen Yan didn't know why.

Blood and tears flowed from William's eyes, with an annoyed and remorseful expression, as if he was really repenting.

"My real name is Geralt Sif.

I have watched you for a long time.

Apartment 33 Walker Street, I would stand in the dark alley opposite the apartment every night and watch you get off work. "

Chen Yan froze.

Geralt Sif, the little thief who was frightened to death, shouldn't be lying in the morgue of the Walker Street Police Station...

really.

Chen Yan's eyes gradually calmed down.

Sure enough, Geralt Sif, like the little girl's family, was invited to the zoo after he died.

At night in the zoo, the dead are invited to be guests...

Chen Yan felt a chill.

From this point of view, could it be that the third uncle and the missionary were invited to the zoo after their deaths...

Chen Yan lowered his head with a stiff expression, and shouted, "Wilson!"

The zoo hunter turned his head, Chen Yan couldn't see his displeased expression, but still mustered up his courage to ask: "These people...what are they?"

Wilson yawned: "Newcomer, you are asking the question knowingly."

Chen Yan felt a burst of coldness, and then shivered vigorously.

undead.

They are the souls of the dead!

When Chen Yan had a thought, Wilson had already come to the missionary.

He looked at the missionary, opened the missionary's mouth, and carefully counted the number of teeth in the missionary's mouth.

A moment later, Wilson dragged the missionary to the public telephone booth with a solemn expression.

He pressed the missionary against the glass door, and Chen Yan immediately saw clearly the posture of the missionary when he died.

"Look at it, newcomer, look at this thing."

He reached out, grabbed the missionary's scalp, and gave it a hard squeeze.

A pure white "skull" that was definitely not a natural creation appeared in front of Chen Yan.

Chen Yan looked at the missionary's "skull" and was stunned.

The skull looked like some kind of... high-grade plastic.

Chen Yan didn't know what language to use to describe this thing. After being shocked for a long time, he could only think of one word——

puppet.

The missionary in front of him is a doll.

Wilson pinched the missionary's neck with one hand, and showed Chen Yan the parts in his chest.

"This is not a normal missionary. This is a new thing. It looks like a human being. Do you know the principle behind it?"

He asked himself.

"Of course you don't know. How can you know something that even the principal doesn't know?"

From his tone, Chen Yan heard the undisguised admiration for the principal.

"Maybe only God knows how these dolls with souls were made."

Wilson's words took a turn.

"But not all missionaries are like this. Such dolls are expensive to make and are usually used to perform particularly dangerous tasks."

He sneered.

"Like being invited into a night at the Byron Weiss Zoo."

These things seem to be very important, and Wilson took the trouble to explain to Chen Yan:
"The missionaries of the choir, the ones you see on the street, are mostly real human beings who have prayed and dedicated themselves to the Light."

"Although they have not received [Fouled Blood], they possess extraordinary power through prayer, and they can be classified as a type of extraordinary person."

"Different from normal Transcendents, the missionaries of the choral group build their race not through blood, but through faith."

"The director once gave them a name."

"【Family of Light】."

The head of the garden... that is, the legendary "William Master", who has a lot of big names who sound like powerful titles.

"The members of the choral group do not establish a blood relationship through [Foul Blood], so they do not have the [Blood Link] to connect with each other like other family groups——

In other words, the missionary died that night at the zoo, but the rest of the choir outside had no way of knowing his death. "

Chen Yan couldn't see Wilson's serious expression, but could only hear "the matter is serious" from his words.

"Byron Weiss and the choral group have different political views, and they support different parties and members of Congress, and the forces among the people have been hostile for a long time."

"Two hairs have been trying to infiltrate each other for a long time, but neither side has succeeded - there has never been an example of a missionary being invited into a zoo so aboveboard."

His tone was stern.

"We certainly couldn't invite a choir preacher into a zoo night."

Wilson's tone was firm.

"There is a problem with the inviting department, and I will report it to the principal as soon as possible."

Chen Yan whispered: "Why did you invite these undead? These...the undead of the extraordinary."

Wilson obviously paused before continuing to speak:

"New here, you may have a good brain.

But sometimes, things just can't be guessed.

Yanan City is more dangerous than you imagined, and some strange gods' families even have strange abilities beyond your imagination.

Even sometimes, those facts that you guessed and don't know whether they are true or false will eventually become the murder weapon that kills you. "

(End of this chapter)