Game of Destiny: This player is different

"I thought you guys wouldn't come for a few days."

Old Daley muttered, and opened the door a crack.

As Qin Nuo, the last person in the team, stepped in, everyone was swallowed by the dimness of the room.

It was dark, and the room was very dark.

The damp and musty smell filled the air.

Sweeping across the living room with simple interior, Sumali retracted her gaze and looked into Old Daley's expectant eyes: "Can you tell us the details? For example, what happened?"

Before the other party answered, slow and heavy footsteps suddenly came from upstairs, approaching this side.

"Daley, are there any guests so late?"

The dust on the edge of the stairs was shaken off, and the thick legs under the floral nightgown appeared between the guardrails.

It was a bloated rural old woman.

"Tara, look who's here?"

Old Daley raised his hand and pointed at Sumali and others: "They are detectives from Rochester. I didn't expect them to arrive in just three days.

At the beginning, I begged the Knights for help, but I waited for a whole week!"

Knights help?

Since the Knights of the Church had been here, why didn't they deal with the trouble?

The four players silently took note of this information.

"I remember we only hired one detective, why are there four?"

The old woman called Tara walked down the stairs.

Because the light in the room was dim, she had to hold the handrail to prevent herself from falling.

"She is my wife, Tara Field."

Old Daley introduced the old woman to the players first, and then asked in confusion: "Yes, I only commissioned the detective agency to send one detective, why do you have four people?"

Su Mali cleared her throat and was about to explain as she had thought of the wording, when a figure stepped out first.

He was tall and steady.

The confident and hearty laughter echoed in the living room through the mask.

Qin Nuo waved his robe and said with a laugh: "In the season of thanksgiving, we will give back to our customers!

The detective agency is having a big promotion in the middle of the year. Buy one get three free, buy two get eight free, buy more get more free, great discounts!"

He said, holding the wrinkled palm of Old Daley: "Congratulations, sir."

"Congratulations, congratulations to me?"

The other party was confused.

"Yes, you made a lot of money by spending the money for one bowl of noodles to eat four bowls of noodles!

And the four of us are the most praised and most returning model employees of the detective agency.

Definitely worth the money."

Qin Nuo let go of Old Daley and pointed at himself:

"I am Mr. Byron Curtis's right-hand man and the future star of the detective world.

Whenever my eyes are sharp, a famous reasoning scene will appear.

So my colleagues call me, Edogawa Conan, the murderous eye.

My specialty is to kill bad guys wherever I go."

Old Daley was stunned. What the hell.

Qin Nuo then raised his arm and pointed at Roman:

"He is Mr. Byron Curtis's number one double-flowered red stick.

He hates evil and acts ruthlessly and decisively.

He once created a feat of holding two machetes and slashing from the south gate of Rochester to the east gate.

He is nicknamed the double-bladed turkey-Karen Mo.

Of course, you uncles and aunts, don't be afraid.

Although the double-bladed turkey looks big and strong, he is a thoughtful boy in daily life.

His hobbies are embroidery, flower arrangement, tea ceremony, and baking.

Very quiet."

Roman's eyes widened.

Karen Mo, isn't that a woman's name?

And don't give others strange personalities casually, when did I like embroidery! ?

Qin Nuo ignored Roman's strange expression, waved his arm and pointed at Safia: "The next one is even more important."

After a slight pause, he continued in a loud voice: "Mr. Byron Curtis's personal maid."

After speaking, Qin Nuo changed his position and pointed at Sumali.

Meow meow meow?

Where is the heavyweight you promised? This is it?

Although it is not an important matter, isn't the word "personal maid" too careless?

This makes me look very low!

Safia's mouth twitched, and the palm hidden in the robe secretly clenched into a small fist.

Qin Nuo ignored the girl's death stare, looked at Su Mali for a moment, and said in a serious tone:

"He is arrogant, but kind-hearted.

He is low-key, but admired by thousands of people.

He is the embodiment of justice and the messenger of light.

Criminals will tremble when they see him, and demons will be terrified when they meet him.

He is a human weapon walking in Rochester.

As an exorcist, he once challenged an army of 100,000 demons alone.

After being captured, he suffered thousands of severe tortures and would rather die than surrender.

Even if he was hanged, he would break the chains, even if he was taken to the guillotine, he would smash the guillotine, and even if he was stabbed by a spear, the spear would end up breaking.

He killed as many as five figures of powerful demons, and the criminals he captured were enough to fill the prison in Rochester.

No one has ever been able to killForget him, even he is like this.

He is Byron Curtis, who is known as the strongest in Rochester and nicknamed the beast. "

"..."

Su Mali was speechless.

It sounded normal at the beginning, but it became more and more outrageous as it went on.

What a man who fought against 100,000 troops alone, who could not be strangled by iron chains, choked by guillotines, or stabbed by spears.

You are telling Journey to the West here.

Su Mali found that this guy was really boasting.

Why don't you stop being a player and do stand-up comedy.

The living room fell into a brief silence.

The old couple who had never seen the world were shocked by the famous names.

With his mouth half open like a salted fish, he stared blankly at the four gray-robed people in front of him, with astonishment written on his face.

After a long time, Su Mali took the initiative to break the silence: "Mr. Field, please forgive the rude behavior of my assistant.

Before every exorcism ceremony, he would say some strange things because of his abnormal excitement. "

"No, it's okay. You are much friendlier than the Knights of the Church."

Old Daley waved his hand to indicate that it was okay.

Su Mali smiled and continued the topic:

"Although time is limited, it is better to perform the exorcism as soon as possible.

But before that, Mr. Field, is your house too dark?"

Compared to the hotel where he stayed before, the Field mansion only lit a candle in the living room.

The flickering flame was the only light source, making the whole room look dim and gloomy.

Old Daley asked his wife to pour a few cups of tea, and he took out his pipe and lit it silently.

After the tobacco circulated in the lungs and was exhaled from the nasal cavity, he slowly said:

"Mr. Detective, I haven't received a candle from the church for a long time. The candle I lit now is the last one in the house. "

Fire candle?

The four players all looked at the white candle on the table.

It looked no different from the cheap 50-cent candle on the street.

But what Old Daley said must be a good thing.

After looking at it for a while, Roman lowered his voice and said, "There is a little holy light on the candle."

Before he finished speaking, Safia, who majored in mysticism, added:

"It's similar to the enchantment system's aversion, but the energy level is not high. At most, it's a low-profile castrated version of the aversion."

"In other words, this candle is an extraordinary prop..."

Qin Nuo thought to himself and felt that this trip should be quite interesting.