Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 101 Liuhua Twelfth Street (Two in One)
Drake really wanted to dig through the walls of the tunnel to see the secrets hidden in the tunnel, but this is not something that a small F-level mysterious investigator like him can claim on his own, even if an A-level mysterious investigator is not In the event of an emergency, there is no right to cut first and act later.

After all, this tunnel can be regarded as an urban cultural heritage at any rate.

Even so, Drake has no intention of giving up on finding the missing boy.

The recent frequent disappearances in Liuhuagang are almost all related to the group of "murlocs", and the secret of the murlocs may be hidden under the tunnel. There is a high probability that the boy's disappearance is inseparable from this tunnel. Together, the missing boy may be recovered by solving the mysterious disappearance case in Liuhuagang.

Before Drake left, he glanced at the teenager's parents who were looking at him expectantly. He didn't speak, and he didn't express his opinion. He just quickly and calmly withdrew his gaze, and walked away from them in a steady pace.

It's not that he is too cruel, but that he can't give any guarantee to the parents.

Drake ate something casually, and asked his task coordinator to inquire about a piece of information—local historical information related to murlocs.

After breakfast, the mission contact just happened to send a message, and he immediately stopped a passing taxi.

"Sir, where are you going?" The taxi driver glanced at Drake through the rearview mirror, and was a little surprised when he saw the appearance of a mixed-race man.

"Liuhua Twelfth Street." Derek glanced at the phone and replied, then immediately put away the phone, leaned on the back of the car seat and closed his eyes to rest.

He didn't sleep all night, and in a short period of time, he was exposed to a lot of knowledge that nearly collapsed his three views. In order to keep his thinking clear enough to solve the next case, he had to take a good rest.

"Okay." The taxi driver set off immediately. He glanced at Drake, who seemed to be asleep, and shook his head, as if regretting that he couldn't have a good chat with the foreign passengers who could speak Chinese.

The Liuhua Twelfth Street mentioned by Drake is located in the Shidong District of Liuhuagang City, which is nearly an hour's drive from his location.

Although the one-hour drive was long, it was still too short for the sleep-deprived Drake. When he woke up from the car, he did not enjoy the satisfaction of sleep.

With a hint of displeasure getting up, he got out of the car and walked into Liuhua Twelfth Street, a "picture scroll" full of modern and modern history.

According to the reply letter sent by the task contact person, the history of the city of Liuhuagang has an indissoluble bond with the "murloc".

This city was born from the ocean, but its prosperity is inseparable from the "Murloc".

On the land of Liuhua Port, there used to be a mysterious organization that believed in "Murlocs". The organization believed in Murlocs and often held consecration ceremonies for Murlocs. To give back to the humans on the shore, these murlocs will give the gold, silver and jewels salvaged from the bottom of the sea to the humans who believe in them.

Because sea monsters that wounded people and broke ships frequently appeared in Liuhua Port in the past, a lot of treasures sank under the nearby waters, but at that time human beings were constrained by their fragile bodies and simple tools, and they could not go down to the deep sea to salvage these treasures. After discovering that the murlocs could bring them value and benefits, almost no one could resist the temptation and began to believe in the murlocs. As a result, the number of members of this mysterious organization increased.

If you can prostitute for free and eat free food, you can trust murlocs to some extent.

After obtaining the wealth of the murlocs, the city grew gradually, becoming one of the most prosperous cities in that era.

However, everything has its ups and downs, and this mysterious organization that once brought huge wealth to the city gradually fell silent, and finally seemed to disappear in the long river of history.

Now, in this Liuhua Twelfth Street, there is a museum, which still preserves the news about the mysterious organization.

Drake came here to find out about the mysterious organization. If he could find clues related to the disappearance case and the mermaid disease, that would undoubtedly be a great thing.

And soon, Drake found the records about the mysterious organization in a copy of an ancient book on the second floor of the museum, and finally learned the real name of the mysterious organization—Anhai God Society.

Except for the degree of dilapidation, the facsimile and the original ancient book are almost one-to-one restored. The cover is the same as the ancient book, with a strange symbol and a pattern similar to an eye, except that the eye is a fish.

The murlocs worshiped by the Anhai God Association are not the murloc population, but the leader of the murlocs. Their leader is also the king of the murlocs, who is honored as the god of Anhai.

"Is that the big fish?" Drake thought of the giant murloc he had seen in his dream.

The reason why the Anhai God Society was established was because the God of Anhai defeated the sea monsters that always attacked tourists and local fishermen at that time. If it can continue and grow, as mentioned before, the God of Anhai and its family members will give Humans who believe in them bring wealth.

And when Drake wanted to know why An Haishenhui suddenly withered, Drake found that the back of the copybook was blank.

Drake's act of carefully flipping through the copy book seems to have attracted the attention of a museum guide, and she came to Drake with a professional smile, "Sir, may I help you?" she said , the smiling eyes suddenly jumped, and the smile immediately became a little strange and ambiguous.

Derek had a panoramic view of Miss Guide's strange expression changes, but he remained calm.

In fact, it's not just that the guide lady is a little strange, since he entered this street all the way, whenever he passed by and approached the merchants and residents living here, he could always feel the strange eyes of those "locals".

It was not a kind of unwelcome and vigilance, but a kind of enthusiasm and curiosity of the villagers when they saw a wanderer who had been away for many years returning home.

However, these enthusiasms are mixed with disturbing "fanaticism" and "worship", and Drake can only feel a moment of discomfort from the bottom of his heart. He suppresses his nausea and resistance, and responds to the question of the guide lady: "Why is there no gone?"

The guide lady smiled and said, "Because the originals in the display cabinet are gone here, and the copies can only be copied here."

"I see." Drake nodded.

He didn't believe it.

"Sir, if you want to know what happened next, I just know something, and I can answer it for you." The guide lady noticed a trace of displeasure in Drake, and suddenly her smile faded, and a trace of panic flashed in her eyes.

Drake frowned slightly. He was very puzzled by the inexplicable respect, and the doubts in his heart became more and more messy like hairballs. "I want to know about the follow-up development of the organization of Anhai Shenhui."

"God Anhai will be silent because of the subsequent turmoil, and that turmoil was a blessing brought by the God of Anhai." The guide lady replied immediately. When she said this, there was a trace of resentment on her face, "Human beings reject Anhai. The God of God brought the blessing of longevity to human beings, and regarded the blessing as a curse, those evolved people who received the blessing were ruthlessly suppressed, many people died, and Anhai God would wither because of this... This is really a tragedy. "

Drake listened to what the guide lady said, and he couldn't tell what the lady was angry about, and what she was calling a tragedy.

"What is a blessing?" Drake didn't want to hear the other party beating around the bush, he wanted to hear the answer, even though he had already guessed it.

"Become a servant of the God of Anhai, and gain the chance of eternal life." The guide lady replied, and she bowed slightly respectfully as she spoke.

Is that really the case...

The so-called blessing of the God of Anhai is the mermaid disease!
Drake's heartbeat began to speed up, and the masseter muscles on his cheeks were trembling. He noticed the gesture of the guide lady bowing to him, and soon found the enthusiastic attention of other museum employees around him, a bold and cautious guess born in his heart.

The employees in this museum... No, even the aborigines on this entire street, they are all remnants of the Anhai God Society. They are waiting for the return of the God of Anhai, and they are longing for that "blessing".

And because of his bloodline bathed in "blessings", he appeared here, to them, it was as if they had seen an envoy sent by the God of Anhai to lead them to realize their great ideals.

Thinking about it this way, Drake finally understood why these people had such a weird attitude towards him, even though he didn't know exactly how these people confirmed that he was suffering from "merman disease".

With such doubts, Derek came to the bathroom with a thumping heart, and only then did he realize that his eyes began to take on a strange color. The whites and pupils of the eyes were definitely not human. Dilation and pupillary divergence.

"Cough cough." Drake suddenly felt a tingling pain in his heart and lungs, and then he coughed out a sound, a fishy smell came out of his throat, and he spit out a mouthful of acid water wrapped in blood, which filled the entire sink.

Drake opened his mouth in disbelief, only to find in horror that his teeth began to appear abnormal jagged, as if he was about to become the teeth and mouth of a shark.

The initial symptoms of merman disease finally began to appear in him, and the reaction was so severe.

Derek said to himself in the mirror: "I am... I am Derek Wu, a detective..."

He has to repeatedly confirm that his voice is still normal, his vocal cords have not been completely alienated by the mermaid disease, and his brain is still clear.

After confirming that his mind was still clear, Drake decided that he would speak less from now on, lest other normal people notice his weirdness.

He didn't know why his mutated symptoms suddenly accelerated. Perhaps the merman disease's mutated speed was already so fast. After all, Drake ran out of the museum as if escaping, and escaped from the group of madmen and madmen. Hua Twelfth Street.

He stopped a taxi in a hurry, and Drake sat in it. When the car started, he heard the driver in the car ask in a familiar voice: "Have you finished shopping so soon, don't you plan to look around for a while?"

Hearing this familiar voice, Derek's heart was shocked, and he looked up stiffly. He didn't expect that the taxi driver was the one who brought him here. Received myself for a while.

It was also at this time that Drake finally noticed that the pendant on the taxi driver's chest was exactly the pattern of An Haishenhui!

"Who are you!?" Derek couldn't restrain his impulse anymore, and began to question the taxi driver.

"You and her really look alike." The driver smiled emotionally at this, and said, "My name is Ma Hong, my respected envoy."

"Tell me, what do you know and what are you hiding? Is the mysterious disappearance in Liuhuagang related to you!?" Derek asked the man in front of him in a deep voice.

The driver, Ma Hong, explained truthfully and respectfully: "We must know everything about you, and we can talk endlessly. As for the question you want to ask about the disappearance case, I can tell you, yes, it really has something to do with us. Relationship."

Ma Hong's eyes showed enthusiasm, his eyes were bloodshot with excitement, he grinned hideously, and his two rows of old yellow teeth spat out every word: "The stars will return soon, my god will wake up from a deep sleep, and the messengers of the gods will He will lead his believers to welcome his return, and the Son of God will use his twin spirit and blood, soul and flesh to build an incarnation for him to walk the world, and then his avatar will lead us to spread the gospel to the world..."

"Crazy!" Drake cursed angrily, "That's not a god at all!"

It is not gods that descend from the sky, and demons can also come from outside the sky.

Ma Hong laughed, he didn't argue with Drake, but said to himself: "When the stars return to their positions and my god wakes up, you will believe everything I say."

As he said that, Ma Hong just parked the car at an intersection waiting for a traffic light.

Drake opened the car door silently and jumped out of the car. He looked at the driver in the taxi in surprise, and saw that Ma Hong was still looking at him with a smile on his face. The other party didn't even stop him from leaving.

Frightened by Ma Hong's strange expression, Drake seemed to have hallucinations. He stumbled and ran on the road, and when he accidentally bumped into a passer-by, he would always hallucinate that Ma Hong's face appeared on the face of those passers-by. Weird and dangerous smile.

He fell to the ground, seeing the group of passers-by who surrounded him all facing him with a unified terrifying smile, Derek felt that a lot of pain was sent into his brain at once, and suddenly, he lost his whole body. He lost his strength and fell to the ground.

"Hey... da... 咴 cough..." Drake felt the strong smell of blood surging in his mouth, and muttered in his mouth, his eyes gradually went dark...

"Li Nuowei, recently you have absentee records for many courses, and you still stay out at night. Can you tell me why?" A young counselor in the office of the School of Economics and Management of Liuhuagang Comprehensive University is patiently communicating with problem students.

Li Nuowei looked at the counselor, smiled and said, "Please don't worry, I don't have any problems."

"What's the matter with the absence? I have to remind you, if you continue like this, you may fail this semester." The counselor reminded earnestly.

"Oh, don't worry, I won't fail." Li Nuowei shook his head, then his eyes turned stiffly, looking at the cell phone placed by the counselor on the desk, and the cell phone lit up after a while.

The counselor heard the ringtone of the incoming call, glanced at the notification of the incoming call, frowned, and was about to press the hang up button when he heard the student in front of him say: "I suggest you listen to what it is, otherwise you may regret it." For example, if you can't catch up with your control freak mother for the last time or something..."

　Please collect tickets or something
　　
　
(End of this chapter)