leading to the throne

Chapter 7 The life I just took over has been...

When Chief John returned to the police station, he immediately received a call from his superiors.

"What do you think?! The special search team under the Defense Bureau is dead, and you dare to be perfunctory! Do you know what this means? The Defense Bureau has called just now, and the tone is still polite, but it is already doing it. Squeeze! If they are really held accountable, even I will have to peel off my skin!"

"I'm very sorry." Director John's rough face was covered with cold sweat, "but there is a reason for this, because..."

"I don't listen to reasons. Listen, John, it's the end of the year, and I hope the days ahead will be calm, okay?"

"Yes, I understand, I..."

The phone was hung up before Chief John finished speaking.

Snapped!
He smashed the receiver on the table.

"Damn it!" John clenched his fists, "It's all that kid! I..."

Jingle Bell!
At this time, another phone rang.

"Hello!" He picked up the phone and said angrily, his face changed quickly, "What did you say? How many died? Oh! Damn! Why did you choose this time? Listen, immediately control the scene , to maintain order, I ask you to bring the murderer back to me within half a month, no, within a week!"

He said he was about to put down the phone, but suddenly picked it up again: "Wait there, I'll go there myself!"

To Colin's surprise, no one asked him to go to the police station to tell the story further.

"This is troublesome. Could it be that the chief doesn't like me? If I can't go to the police station to seek protection, if the murderer comes back and comes to the door again, it will be bad."

Colin returned home worried, locked the door from the inside, and checked again and again.

"If you are worried that the murderer will come to your door, I can help you as a guard." Jameson's voice came from the side, "As a reward for reminding Davelin, I will be your eyes, insight into the abnormalities and dangers around you, and Improve your survivability as much as possible, and help you initially grasp your and my abilities."

He flew up lightly, sat down on the double sofa, and crossed his legs.

"But as I said before, the mastery of abilities comes from the understanding of abilities, and there is no shortcut. Especially, you are not a spiritual awakened through normal channels. It is undoubtedly more difficult to figure out the origin of your extraordinary ability and the principle of your abilities. .”

"What do you mean?" Curiosity made Colin less worried. He was more concerned about his own situation. "Speaking of which, my eyes just now... should be your eyes? What kind of power is that?" ?”

"Extraordinary ability," the ghost Jameson took out a lighter and a cigarette, and took a puff after lighting it. "In short, behind this seemingly normal world, there is a world beyond the mundane world. Most people who possess extraordinary power , they were all ordinary humans at first, but they had a little more aptitude than others."

Ke Lin's attention was completely attracted: "What qualifications? By the way, where did the lighter and the cigarettes come from? Aren't you dead?"

"Because I'm dead, some gadgets in my memory can almost be reproduced as long as they don't involve extraordinary elements and life, but to you, these are all hallucinations. Of course, if there is a long-term use of my life, There are items containing extraordinary elements, I can attach them to release a little power, tomorrow or the day after tomorrow, I will guide you to get back the things I left in the safe house." The ghost spit out a smoke ring, "Get back to business, The so-called aptitude is the perception of spirits. According to the regulations of the Defense Bureau manual, ordinary people who have inspiration but have never seen the high wall are classified as zero-level."

"What is the proportion of this kind of people in the crowd?" Colin asked, but he was thinking in his heart. Is it because of the particularity of time travel or the original ability of this body to absorb other people's souls and shape soul statues?
Inexplicably, he thought of that diary.

Is it related to those strange records?
Maybe I should turn it over later.

"Very few, but I don't have a specific number." Jameson said while puffing, "Not all people with the aptitude for inspiration will have access to the opportunity for awakening, which requires luck. Similarly, awakened people Whether they can be discovered is also related to how far they can go." Speaking of this, he stared at Ke Lin with piercing eyes.

All kinds of behaviors during the police detective's visit flashed through Colin's mind like a revolving lantern.

"So, you and Miss Moran's visit is not only because of the murderer. No, it should be said that a simple murder case should not have attracted you? What organization do you belong to? A special team for the authorities to deal with supernatural forces?"

Jameson showed a surprised expression. He cleared away the cigarette butts in his hand, looked at Colin carefully, and praised: "Very good! Even though your inspiration qualifications are not high in the evaluation, you are even rated as 'flawed' , but only with this keenness and wisdom, I can go far in the future. It's a pity..."

"What a pity? Also, what is flawed? Where have you read my information?"

Colin realized that something was wrong and was waiting to ask.

But his cell phone rang at this moment.

Colin picked up his phone and looked over, and a name was displayed on the screen——

Dear Mr. Morbender.

He seems to be a respectable elder, the predecessor should have respected him very much, and specially added a prefix in front of his name.

The unsuspecting Colin pressed the answer button, and a roar came from the receiver——

"Colin Varand! You finally turned on the phone! Finally dared to answer the phone! Congratulations! If you didn't answer the phone now! Then by the end of this month at the latest, when I return to Bolsenburg, I will visit in person Your kennel, take back all the money that belongs to me! But now, there is only one month at most! Before next February..."

A few minutes later, Colin hung up the phone with an ugly face.

Mr Morbender was not some respectable elder.

"It's a usurer!"

Knowing this, Colin took out the collected bills and calculated them carefully. Suddenly, his heart trembled, and memories related to debts and salary gradually emerged.

"With the mortgage, is the debt close to 90? Terrible figure!"

In cold sweat and heart palpitations, he calculated seriously...

"The weekly salary of Tebron Pharmaceutical Company is [-] crowns, and [-] crowns a month. In terms of expenses, utilities, food, clothing, housing, and personal insurance, at least [-] crowns are removed, and there are [-] crowns." Monthly mortgage payment. The remaining [-] or so will almost be filled in the hole of that old loan shark! By the way, I still have to file taxes..."

Taking a deep breath, the heavy pressure of life made him breathless, and without caring about other things, he took out a few bank cards and placed them on the table.

"Withdraw all the money! But where are these banks? How much money is in the card? And, what is the password... Please Colin Vallaine, remember!"

He put his head in his hands and held his breath.

5 minutes... 10 minutes... two 10 minutes...

"I can't remember it at all!"

With a long sigh, Colin glanced out the window.

The sky has completely darkened.

"While I went to the bank to ask for help, I had to work hard. I just crossed over today. I have no experience. I'm absent from work. I don't know if the money will be deducted! By the way, where is Tebron Pharmaceuticals, Jameson Police The detective should know."

He thought and asked aloud.

"If you want to go to Tebron's laboratory, it's already impossible." The ghost of the police detective who was flipping through a pamphlet floated over, "Tebron's company was seized a week ago." He looked at Ke Lin's eyes showed a hint of ambiguity.

"Seizure?" Ke Lin was taken aback, and it took him a long time to realize that he was pointing at himself, "So, I'm a vagrant? No source of income?"

"According to the information I have, you have been at home for a week and never went out, except yesterday, you..."

"A week of...unemployment...debt..."

Colin recalls the empty refrigerator.

"Is there no way out?"

Suddenly, his chest suffocated, as if being stabbed by a needle!
Raising his hand to cover his chest, Colin wanted to get up. He remembered that there was a medicine box in the bathroom, but the pain exploded instantly, sweeping through his limbs and bones in a blink of an eye!

He groaned, fell to the ground, and twitched!

"I'm...stimulated, have a heart attack? Does this body have a heart attack?"

The violent pain stimulated his consciousness and made him tremble all over. He couldn't even maintain his thoughts, and his whole body was so painful that he almost collapsed...

"Ah ah ah..."

Suddenly, a clear stream gushed out from the bottom of my heart, accompanied by Detective Jameson's voice: "Sink your consciousness into the statue in your heart, quick!"

The instinct to survive made Colin follow the instructions and sink his consciousness to the bottom of his heart.

After crossing the bridge and passing the customs, I saw five clouds in the mountains, entered the southern cage, and sank in the black iron statue.

In an instant, there seemed to be an additional layer of diaphragm between him and the body that was convulsed by the severe pain, so the pain seemed a little distant and illusory.The next moment, countless chaotic fragments and residue roared in, completely submerging his chaotic thoughts!

In a trance, he seemed to see a pure white figure, following the moonlight, walking towards the abyss; he also seemed to see a decadent soul, abandoning the past, walking on the edge of the blade...

"This is……"

"Let's agree, don't peep at the memory casually."

In a daze, the police detective's voice came, waking up Colin from the trance and psychedelic scene.

Colin woke up like a dream, opened his eyes suddenly, propped his body up with his hands, and then covered his chest, as if he had just been fished out of the water, his body was covered in sweat, and even the floor beneath him was soaked wet.

"What happened just now?"

"Remember what I said about the pity?" The detective's ghost floated in the air, "Supernatural beings awakened through abnormal means will naturally have to pay the price for taking shortcuts and going on the road forcibly, so their awakening is often accompanied by illnesses and hidden dangers, and even And fatal flaws."

"An abnormal way." Colin pondered for a moment, then raised his head. "You said that Tebron Pharmaceuticals was seized, so...the changes in my body are related to that company? Are you and Davelyn here for this?"

"That's right." Jameson nodded, looking at Colin with doubts in his eyes, "you know, if you are unlucky, the sequelae of awakening can easily develop into a terminal illness! So I advise you, don't think too much about it , get a good sleep first, everything will be dealt with tomorrow. I will watch the night for you."

"Terminal illness..."

Colin gave a wry smile, covered his face and lay down on the cold, wet floor again.

Outside the window, the moonlight was blocked by the narrow alley.

In the room, the young outsider talked like a dream——

"This kind of life is really helpless! Unemployed, seriously ill, involved in a murder case, haunted by ghosts, pressed for debts by creditors, and suspected of being watched by a killer. Is there a worse start than this?"

　Went out to shop and came back late.

　　The main point has been emptied, which is really embarrassing...

　　
　
(End of this chapter)