Rule Strange: Urban Legends That Don't Exist

Chapter 453

Chen Yan went downstairs to open the door, but the person standing outside the door was not what he expected.

"Hello, colleagues from the Frontline Investigation Section!"

The tall man wrapped in black clothes held a middle-aged man in khaki overalls in his hands. When Chen Yan opened the door, a forced smile appeared on his face and said:
"We saw this guy sneaking around your door, so we arrested him and beat him up."

Then can you explain why you are also at my door?
Chen Yan knew it well, so he didn't ask this question, but said:

"Sorry...forgot to ask your name earlier."

The man's eyes lit up, and a natural joy appeared on his face. This was the first time he said his name in front of people.

"Our name is Swarm."

At this moment, Swarm felt that he became more confident, and his name was finally called out, which meant that he had become an independent individual, and also meant that he was recognized and existed.

Chen Yan looked at the middle-aged man who was paralyzed in his hand, and said:
"Come in and talk."

This middle-aged man... should be the envoy sent by Gottlinde.

Why did Gottlinde send such a guy over?This middle-aged man seems to be almost 50 years old, and he is considered an advanced age among the native Lukes of the empire. In Yanan, a place that is terribly cold, the legs and feet of elderly people are generally frozen out——

So, Gottlinde actually found an old firewood that was almost burnt to death just to save manpower?

Chen Yan looked at the fist marks on his face, and thought to himself, if he can still stay awake after being punched like this, this guy somehow has something.

On the other hand, for a collaborator with a tough attitude, it is not bad to give a blow first when meeting.

Entering the lobby, Chen Yan saw that Jack Baldo and Paulkin Walker had heard the movement and waited there. The two 1.8-meter-tall men stood there, and even if they didn't say anything, their momentum rose.

Paulkin Walker froze for a moment when he saw the middle-aged man, and then frowned. He felt that he knew this guy, but he also felt that this guy was somewhat different from the one in his impression.

What a strange feeling.

Swarm clearly sensed the tense atmosphere, and threw the middle-aged man to the ground. Regardless of his wailing, he stood beside Jack Baldo, posing a figure exactly like Jack Baldo with arms folded in front of his chest. pose.

Jack Baldo almost couldn't hold back his laughter. I'm afraid this person is a fool?

Chen Yan also endured it with difficulty, and didn't ask Swarm why he appeared outside his house, but just squatted down, helped the middle-aged man on the ground up, and said:

"Sorry."

Seeing his actions, Swarm was stunned for a moment. He didn't know why Chen Yan did this, and he thought of what the section chief once said, "Shut up when you don't understand and observe carefully", so he didn't come out. Voice.

The middle-aged man snorted and stood up with Chen Yan's support, a bit of sternness appeared on his dirty face:
"I've met a lot of Asians, but no one treats guests with a fist. Even the Asian gangs in the lower city will say a word or two when you visit."

Chen Yan apologized again, and changed the subject with a smile:
"You must have something important to do on your trip."

The middle-aged man snorted again, patted the hem of the dirty overalls, and said in a solemn voice:
"The God of Spring has seen your blasphemy, but the God of Spring is merciful, and he forgives your sins."

Paulkin Walker on the side forcibly resisted his subconscious desire to draw his gun, and also restrained the fury in his heart caused by these "nonsense".

The middle-aged man continued:
"The branches of Spring God began to grow in the world, but some of them grew too fast and were polluted, and those polluted branches did very bad things.

The God of Spring issued a decree, asking me to apologize for those sad things and stay here to protect the people here from the harm of the polluted branches. "

Chen Yan couldn't hold back any longer:
"What's Gottlinde doing? Putting eyeliner on me so openly? Does she think I'm a fool?"

The middle-aged man said seriously:

"I come from unpolluted branches. Our branches are always using the love of the God of Spring to influence the world, instead of using those extreme methods that are polluted."

His expression gradually became solemn:

"Sooner or later, the branches of the God of Spring will extend to the whole world. He will become the tree of the world, protecting everyone in the world. It is your honor to be protected by the God of Spring in advance."

Chen Yan frowned and said:
"The reason Gottlinde asked you to come is to prevent those...polluted branches from entering this apartment?"

The middle-aged man responded with pilgrimage-like words:
"Human! You have comprehended the revelation of the Spring God! The Spring God will also bless you—through me!"

Damn, this magic stick.

Chen Yan was thinking about how to deal with this middle-aged man when Paulkin Walker suddenly said in a questioning tone:

"Weber?"

Mistakes immediately appeared on the face of the middle-aged man, and he turned to look at Paulkin Walker. When he saw his face, the look of a magic stick disappeared immediately.

"Paulkin!"

Since the middle-aged man was brought in by Swarm, his back had been facing Paulkin Walker. Before being called by him, he had never seen Paulkin Walker's face, but only knew that there was someone standing behind him.

"It's really you..."

Paulkin Walker has a complex expression:
"How did you become so young? I remember you obviously..."

The middle-aged man named Weber saw that he met an acquaintance who knew everything, and he knew that his identity could not be concealed because he was not firm in his faith.

"This is the benefit of joining the Spring God Secret Order!" Weber replied.

Paulkin Walker's heart sank.

Has Waver turned into a monster too...

Although it was a "benefit" on his lips, Weber's expression was not relaxed.

Pauline Walker said to Chen Yan:

"This is Wei Bo. We are...patients. His son once drank bitter juice with Dahlia at Crow's for a long time."

The Chinese medicine doctor is called Wu Yazi.

Chen Yan had seen the shadow of that guy in his synaesthesia with Paulkin Walker before, but it was just a shadow. Paulkin Walker's impression of that person seemed to be wrong. Chen Yan saw it in his synesthesia. The crow that arrived was a bunch of fuzzy black shadows.

Chen Yan thought that the traditional Chinese medicine was cocklebur.

It seems that things are not coincidental to that extent.

Paulkin Walker never hides his words:
"Wei Bo is a good person. When we were short of money, he was the only one who was willing to lend us money."

He emphasized:

"And no interest."

After he said these two words, Chen Yan could almost immediately figure out what kind of person this middle-aged man named Weber in dirty overalls was like.

Chen Yan thought to himself, since they know each other and have a good relationship, there is no need to fight with each other anymore, just be careful when talking.

Paulkin Walker turned to Weber:

"Is Mike okay?"

Speaking of this, Wei Bo couldn't hold the posture of "God Envoy" anymore, and returned to the appearance of the uncle next door. He sighed and said:

"It's much better than the tuberculosis ghost before. Crow still has a few brushes...but I didn't let him continue to drink medicine, because our family can't afford it...my poor son."

Mike is Weber's son.

Paulkin Walker's eyes sank:
"The Spring God Secret Order has found you..."

Weber shook his head:

"I took the initiative to find them."

They were all low-level people, and Paulkin Walker immediately understood the meaning of Weber's words, so sadness and anger appeared in his eyes.

Weber smiled wryly:

"I'm also unemployed...Paul, you know, the thermal power plant I work in has been getting more and more depressed recently. They say they have found a more efficient energy source than coal, and the various workshops of the thermal power plant will be shut down slowly. , In the future, there will be no need for so many workers to operate and maintain thermal power plants."

"Damn it, when I came to the school to recruit, I promised that I could rely on it for a lifetime!"

After cursing, Paulkin Walker asked again:
"They're going to turn Mike into a monster."

Weber's face was ugly:

"I know, Paul, I know... When I found out about this, I was terrified and almost cornered, so I went to find the crow to see if the crow knew how to prevent Mike from becoming a monster. Method."

"Wu Yazi gave me a stone, and he said that even if the Spring God Secret Order gave Mike a [blessing], but every day at 8 o'clock in the morning, 12 noon, and 22 o'clock in the evening, scrape off this stone Take 10 grams of stone powder, soak it in water and drink it, it can offset the side effects of [Blessing]—just 10 grams, no more, no less, too much or too little will cause bad things.”

Paulkin Walker gritted his teeth:
"Damn it! When Wu Yazi gave me the stone fragments, he didn't say that!"

He slapped his face hard and realized something.

Dahlia fell ill very quickly, and almost went crazy when she had the onset. He could only rest her with stone fragments—but how did the crow know Dahlia's situation?
Crow...something is wrong!

——Having a sense of synesthesia with Paulkin Walker, Chen Yan, who knew everything that happened around him, realized it at the same time.

"and after?"

Weber's eyes were low:

"Crow's method really works! Mike didn't turn into a bloodthirsty monster like those other cultists!"

The atmosphere in the hall almost froze in Paulkin Walker's rage.

Weber continued:
"But... the stone he gave me is too small, 30 grams a day, and the stone will be used up soon."

Chen Yan said from the side:

"And things like stone powder are difficult to be metabolized by the human body. Using the electricity in the stone powder to counteract the erosion of the body by the bloodthirsty strains is just to lure the tiger away."

Uneasiness flashed in Wei Bo's eyes:

"Driving wolves and attracting tigers...it's a good metaphor."

He looked at Chen Yan:

"Mike's old illness is still there, I need that kind of stone...but I went to ask the crow, and the crow demanded a fucking price of 50 pence for a stone!"

Chen Yan couldn't hold back all of a sudden:
"Grass, the one I gave you earlier is a trial pack!"

(End of this chapter)