Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 102 Chaos

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15 Minsk Street, inside the washroom.

Klein took out a paper figurine from his hidden pocket, and with a flick of his hand, it turned into a substitute.

He let the stand-in sit on the toilet, holding a newspaper in his hand, to deceive others, while he himself hid in the shadows, walked four steps backwards, and entered above the gray mist.

In the grand and ancient palace, Klein sat at the top of the long bronze table, allowing Jason Beria's handkerchief to appear in front of him.

——This is just a projection, but it can also be used for divination.

Give it a try, the effect of the projection may not be good, but under the supervision of the church, it is too dangerous to hold a ceremony to bring up physical sacrifices... If it doesn't work, I'll go back and think of a way... Klein muttered, manifesting Parchment and round belly pen, wrote down the divination statement:
"Jason Beria's current position."

Normally, relying on a handkerchief that the other party only used in a certain ceremony, it is impossible to divination the target's whereabouts and whereabouts, because the connection is not close enough, and there are too many interferences, for example, it is easy to provoke the other party's ceremony. A duke of the abyss.

But for Klein, this level of interference can be ruled out, because he speculates that the so-called Grand Duke of the Abyss is at most a high-sequence demon, not the incarnation of the abyss, the "dark side of the universe".

And this title... He vaguely remembered that he should have seen the name of Demon Path Sequence 2 in Roselle's diary, it was "Duke of Blood", so the demon related to Jason Beria was a An angel, on the same level as Mr. Edward Vaughn, I don't know who is stronger.

The objects he entertained in this mysterious space above the gray mist were "Eternal Blazing Sun", "True Creator" and other gods, and the one who was almost there was at least Mr. "Gate", who was at least at the same angel level, and he has not capsized so far.

Klein held the handkerchief and the parchment on which the divination statement was written, and leaned back on the back of the chair.

Using dream divination, he quickly entered a state of meditation, and kept silently saying "Jason Beria's current location."After seven times, Klein fell into a deep sleep and came to the dream world.

In the gray world, countless pictures flicker continuously, interrupting each other, and diverging extremely.

Soon, a picture became clear, the lights were dim, the desk was dark red, and a figure stood in front of the oriel window, looking out at the garden outside.

There is a shed made of glass in the garden, where roses are blooming, bright red in the cold December.

The appearance of that figure was projected onto the window. It was a man of medium build, slightly curly brown hair, and cold brown eyes. His appearance was only in his thirties.

This... am I not divining the position of Jason Beria?Who is this? It feels a little familiar... Klein was puzzled for a while, but he didn't think about it. He allowed his spirituality to continue to diverge, as if he was roaming a mysterious world.

As soon as he had this idea, he saw the scene change again. He saw Jason Beria enter a strange private house, walked to a corner of the room, suddenly took off his clothes one by one, and then stretched his hand to the corner of the room. There was a hole in the back of my head!
Klein was startled, and almost woke up from his dream, but then he found that there was no blood flowing out of the cut, but a slightly darker complexion was revealed.Then, he watched in horror as "Jason Beria" completely took off his skin in about ten seconds.

He shook off the pale human skin and folded it. Under the dim light, the demon in human skin raised his face, and the halo illuminated his face. It was the brown-haired one that Klein saw just now. strange man!

At this point, the picture suddenly shattered, and Klein opened his eyes.

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Klein returned to the real world and immediately divination, but got the result that it is not suitable to go out now.

He was a little anxious. Although the power of the church is unquestionable, Jason Beria was pulled out in just one night. It is foreseeable to be caught or killed, but if they find the wrong person and get delayed news , causing the demon to escape calmly?
They had already seen the devil's mansion in the morning, and there were layers of bones accumulated inside. The earliest ones could even be traced back to a few years ago, and there were hundreds of bones in all.If he can't be arrested this time, how many innocent people will be victimized after he escapes from the siege!

But it was useless to be anxious about this matter, so Klein had no choice but to hold back and perform divination every ten minutes, looking for opportunities to go out.

However, after thinking about it, after the initial tension, Klein gradually calmed down: The fact that Jason Beria has been acting in human skin cannot be deduced from the existing clues and information. The results of the mysterious gray mist divination are also the results that only you can get.

But this information is too critical. If it is directly reported to the church, when asked, even if you make excuses afterwards, find reasons, and use "connections" to make excuses, it will inevitably arouse suspicion.

Even, if he couldn't find a suitable reason, he might be suspected of being involved with the devil.

If it was even worse, it would be better if the Church of Evernight found out that he was Klein Moretti who had been resurrected from the dead, and he would go to prison behind the Chanis Gate until his next life!

What if Mr. Edward is notified?

No, even though there are frequent disappearances of people around the residence, and the walls, gardens, and foundations of the villa are full of bones, Patrick Jason is still a good and energetic neighbor in the hearts of the surrounding residents.

And Mr. Edward is also a demon, or an angel, and he is on the same level as the one who failed to summon him. It is hard to say which side is the real one... If I inform him rashly, I may still expose the secret of the gray mist space, even if I don’t, It is also hard to guarantee whether the other party will care about the lives of ordinary people... In other words, it is better to tell the church than to inform Mr. Edward, at least the church is more dignified...

Klein's thoughts fluttered, and it took him a while to calm down. He decided to wait for two days first, and then use a suitable method to inform the Nighthawks in charge of the revelation.

He was silent for a while, and about an hour later, the doorbell rang.

Essinger Stanton visited with the latest information from the Apostle of Desire.

According to Essinger's news, Jason Beria made another move. The family members of the two stubborn detectives who believed in the Lord of Storms felt that they would not be implicated, so they were not under the protection of the church.At lunchtime, they were found dead in their office, one was terrified to death by his own fear, the other died of heart failure due to excitement.

"However, in this way, the Punisher has officially intervened in this matter. Now, it is said that several major churches and even the official high-sequence powerhouses have set their sights on the 'Apostle of Desire' incident."

The two detectives discussed for a moment.Judging from the results, the three major churches are now mobilized, and it is only a matter of time before the devil is caught. Jason Beria's self-seeking behavior is in line with the crazy characteristics of the devil, but it also violates the "cold-blooded people" who have no fear and extreme rationality. common sense.

Such unusual clues could not help but make the detectives think.

"The actions of the 'Apostle of Desire' today confirmed one of my guesses, hehe, it is also a question you thought of before."

"His main purpose is not revenge?" Klein understood the other party's words.

Essinger leaned forward and said solemnly: "Since Jason has passed the stage of 'cold-blooded', it shows that he must have become cold-blooded, and it is impossible to do this for that demon dog.

"However, Sherlock, look, up to now, all the official Extraordinary forces of Backlund have been mobilized, and even high-sequence powerhouses have shifted more attention to this matter. At this time, Jie If Sen wants to deal with another, real target, wouldn't it be much easier?"

Klein thought for a while, then responded in a deep voice:

"It makes sense!"

...............

After communicating for a while, Essinger continued to look for Kaslana. After tossing a coin, Klein decided to go out and head to the Kragg Club.

They have not disclosed their guesses to the official Extraordinary for the time being, fearing that it will cause harm to Jason and make him give up.

As soon as he entered the Kragg Club, Klein met surgeon Alan in the lobby.

"Long time no see." He greeted with a smile.

"I've been too busy recently." Allen responded kindly, but he habitually maintained a cold expression, "And my wife recently became pregnant, and I'm going to be a father again."

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Edward walked on the road without purpose or direction, and he deliberately didn't think about his destination. Guided by his spiritual intuition, he walked slowly on the streets of Backlund.

"Pallas Negan is a believer of the Lord of Storms, and he seemed to be assassinated by a pirate once. At that time, I was still in Tingen, preparing for the divine descent ceremony of the real creator."

He muttered words as he walked, and the crow squatting on his shoulders tilted his head to listen, and sometimes answered in spiritual communication: "So we have to sit on the sidelines and focus on Negan, waiting to meet Beria by chance?"

"Yes. It's a pity that we don't have any related items of Pallas Negan, so we can't locate them through divination."

Crow said regretfully: "My divination skills are not that good, and since I am a duke and have been assassinated once, there must be corresponding anti-divination measures now, and it is not so easy to be discovered."

"..."

Edward stopped suddenly. Their position happened to be not far from a park in the middle of the street. The ground under their feet shook slightly. Yellow and white smoke floated up from the hidden discharge outlet of the park in the middle of the street. There was probably a steam train passing by right now.

"You are right, Amon."

Edward spoke slowly: "...This reminds me of one thing. The Beria family has nothing to do with pirates, but they all set their sights on Duke Negan and came to assassinate him one after another. The pirates are okay. Explain that enough money can drive them to do some dirty work, but the Beria family is different. Their purpose should be to go to the abyss and worship Fabuti, and because the problem of the path itself has long since faded from the eyes of the world, they should not Moved by money and profit."

"No one thought there was a problem at the time. If you think about it carefully, you will find that it is unreasonable and illogical, but it did happen. Does the style look familiar?"

The crow fell silent, and replied uncertainly, "Paranoia?"

"If it wasn't for the fact that the Mother Tree of Desire gave the Beria family a gift, and it would be impossible for him to borrow the power of the Outer God anyway, I would suspect that the Beria family's preparations were also due to his lingering presence to arrange for me."

"However, according to our memory, killing a secular duke does not require him to do it. From the messy connections, find the most critical point, and then destroy it, causing the entire balance to collapse. This is the responsibility of that organization. what one should do for Him."

The crow sharpened its claws on a piece of metal decoration on Edward's shoulder, and tilted its head to look at the white circles around its eyes in the reflection of the metal piece.He suddenly asked: "What is the current era heading for?"

"...It seems that the war that Roselle didn't fight, this time someone will do it for him. It's really good, and it's also a shadow of order."

Edward silently calculated in his mind, and then nodded: "Indeed, it's time to redefine interests, clean up the excess population, and solve the problems left by Roselle. The 'war sweeping the world' cannot be solved by one person or one country. When fighting, it does not depend on people, countries, or kings, but on gods. When the Black Emperor is dictatorship, everyone wants to resist or temporarily avoid the edge, but when they and they both have this idea, this battle The opportunity for war will naturally arise."

"Natural disasters and man-made disasters, the war is mixed, and there will be a complete man-made disaster in the near future." He praised, "It's awesome, this boring world can always give me some old things."

At this moment, the strong wind howled, blowing away the hazy clouds.Edward reached out to hold down the top hat on his head, and pulled up his collar. The cold wind cut the passerby's face like a knife.Everyone involuntarily lowered their heads and shrunk their necks, and no one noticed a figure flying across the sky very quickly.

The crow leaned down to keep himself from being blown away, the haze cleared, and the faint sunlight fell temporarily.Edward looked back at the storm demigod who had disappeared, and paused in place for a while thoughtfully.

Suddenly, he had a feeling in his heart, and walked quickly across the street ahead, turned two corners, and his vision suddenly widened - in front of him was a wide river bank line, with several small passenger ships neatly lined up, and there were still people in the small port. Dozens of fishing boats are docked.This is the inland waterway, which flows into the sea along the Tussock River, and is one of the fastest ways to leave Backlund by water.

A large three-masted Hanoi sailboat had already raised its sails, and passengers boarded the ship one after another with their luggage, crowded and orderly.

With high cheekbones and neatly combed back hair, the man with blue eyes and gray eyes walked among the crowd on board, and one foot had already stepped on the deck.Suddenly, as if a strange connection had been established somewhere, he turned his head in a mysterious way, scanning the crowd behind him.

He saw a group of ordinary humans crowding behind him, he saw the bright sky after the clouds and mists were blown away by the wind in the distance, he saw the busy crowd at the port, and he saw a man who was originally looking at the river, but just turned around. The face is a middle-aged gentleman with black eyes facing her.

A great fear broke out in her heart.

A bottomless blackness suddenly opened before her eyes.

He stood on the ladder for too long, and the boarding ladder, which could only allow two people to pass through, was slightly congested because of his stopping.The passengers carrying luggage and cloth bags at the back looked at this young man suspiciously. After standing behind him for a long time, the person closest to him couldn't help but gently pushed him on the shoulder: "You still don't know what to do?" go?"

As if waking up from a dream, the young man showed a gentle smile, kept saying "Sorry, sorry", "I'm on the wrong boat", and then quickly walked down the ladder and returned to the shore.

He smiled and walked towards Edward Vaughn who was standing on the shore, and stood beside him familiarly, on the side where the crow was.Then he took out a monocle from his pocket and put it on his right eye.

TBC
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I went to make an appointment for a new cover, and the cover of this article has failed three times!All of them are ugly and beautiful!
Now this... It can't be said to be ugly, nor can it be said to be good-looking... It can only be said that with the help of the two lords, this golden font seems to be noble and luxurious...

(End of this chapter)