A journey of seven souls escaping from the basement

However, Yabu felt that those people would keep looking at him, probably because the glass cover was too conspicuous.

And this mouthful of food... doesn't seem to be easy to eat. After eating it, it will be like following a pirate ship.After that, Yabu almost never left the laboratory. He felt like he was surrounded by Dorothy 36 hours a day, moving with her like a doll.

"Well, it's just that the experiment content is a little too much." Yabu turned his head and looked out the window with some regret.

I was treated like a toy in another world, Gu, kill me...

"So, where are we going? Does Ceria need me to do something?"

"I need your help to find something. I remember that you should be very good at this, right."

"Well, Ceria remembered correctly, my Origin Stone skills can help find things."

The so-called memory is actually the information conveyed by the piece of paper given to her, but now that Mulseth is here, Ceria, who does not fully trust her, does not intend to let her know more.

As for the piece of paper, it was on Ceria's body after she read all the information on it, and because it was captured on surveillance that Yabu had given her something, Ceria imitated it and made a new one. If there is no valuable information, it is used to respond to other people's inquiries.

And why hide it on yourself...because for Ceria, this is the safest place.

"Do I need to prepare anything for you? If necessary, there is a pen and paper somewhere in the middle. You write on the paper and I will prepare it for you later." Ceria only knew that Yabu could help find things, but the paper could reveal more. The information was limited, and she didn't know exactly how Yabu found it.

And Muir Seth is still behind, written on paper mainly to prevent Muir Seth.

"Do you need anything..."

There really is nothing needed. After all, as long as you have enough keywords, you can just mark them. It is very easy and simple.

But this is also the problem. Sometimes, what is too easy to obtain is always not believed to be true.

"Maybe I need your trust, Ceria."

"It's a little difficult." Ceria frowned slightly and thought about it, "Trust is something that requires evidence. The final result that the brain reaches is difficult to control by the supervisor."

"..." Yabu turned his head and looked at Muir Seth behind the car. His expression was as confused as that of a newborn baby who had just seen the world. His eyes seemed to be asking Muir Seth.

——Serea, has she always been like this?

——I don’t know!

"Ceria..."

"how?"

"What Yabu means is that he hopes you can trust his results. He does not mean that the prerequisite for launching Origin Stone skills is trust."

There was an extremely awkward silence in the car, with only the sound of the vehicle moving.

It wasn't until a moment later that Ceria spoke slowly, and replied to Mulseth stiffly: "...Oh."

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*'Celebi...is a race related to snow? '

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Chapter 143 Believe in you who believe in me (two in one)

Following Yabu's guidance, the vehicle quickly brought the three of them to an area that didn't look as developed as near the Rheinland Life headquarters. There weren't all kinds of tall buildings and lights, and there weren't that many technological machines. Here It looks more like a real small city.

In addition to the rusty iron railings and tiles on the surrounding houses, there are also old and chipped tiles. Occasionally, you can see people sitting at the door cleaning their own doors with plastic curlers on their heads. Former hygienic old aunt.

If you can ignore that the old aunt is also a beast-eared girl, it will feel like going home.

Yabu could even see the exposed white drainage pipes that were nailed directly to the wall. Surrounded by the high-tech environment for five days, the drainage pipes that Yabu looked at felt inexplicably like meeting a fellow villager.

"If you're asking about this, my nanny has really not been here in the past few days." Looking at the aunt who wanted to rent a housewife, holding the broom with one hand, she looked at Muirseth with some disgust, who was just looking around and felt shabby, and said Continuing to talk to Ceria, who was asking her, she said, "Did she do something wrong? Why hasn't she come in the past few days?"

"We don't know. We just came to ask. If anyone knows, I will tell you again." Seria answered the other party's question in a very formulaic manner.

Because this has happened several times today.

"Okay." After saying that, the old aunt waved her hands to signal everyone to leave, then turned around and went into the house to busy cleaning. Since the nanny didn't come, she had to do it herself today.

Looking at the old aunt who walked into the house, the three of them did not leave immediately. They stood there and looked at each other.

Ceria lowered her head and closed her eyes tightly, pinching the bridge of her nose as if she had a headache. Mulseth beside her was not as lively as before, and she looked like she was burning out, holding her forehead.

Except for Yao Bu, Yao Bu only felt simple confusion.

So far, he has only marked according to the search term "investor of Haydn Pharmaceuticals" given by Seria.

The result is that nothing is marked.

In this case, there are only two possibilities if there is no mark, either the person is dead, or there is no such person at all.

So Seria had no choice but to ask Yabu to find the people or addresses that the investors of Haydn Pharmaceuticals often contacted, and then asked Yabu to lead them to the marked location.

He was only responsible for leading the way according to the signs during the whole process. Other than that, he had no idea what the purpose of finding these people was. Asked by Seria, she was not very willing to tell them. She just mentioned that it was related to Ifrit.

It doesn't matter if you don't say it. At worst, you can go and see it yourself after you find it...

But from morning to afternoon that day, Yabu couldn't figure out what Seria and Mulseth were looking for. In addition to nannies and sweepers, these so-called investors were also car mechanics or cooks. Almost all occupations in various industries are occupied. It doesn't look like they are looking for people, but like a census.

But the problem is that even the census did not find the person himself. Basically, there was no news about the person he was looking for a few days ago.

The address he found didn't look like a place where a big investor lived, which was why Muirseth thought the house was shabby just now.

What, is this a collective runaway of investors? Then there are no more people who can run away.

Are you reincarnated and taking a group tour?

"Let's find a place to sit down and take a rest first..." Mulseth was the first to speak up and suggested, raising his hands. He seemed to have recovered, but his voice still sounded like he was mentally exhausted. And the feeling of wilting.

"Well, okay." Yabu didn't feel any mental fatigue. After all, he didn't know anything yet, so he just wanted to take a walk. However, he agreed with Mulseth's suggestion, because now Ceria And Muir Seth does look like he could use a break.

"..." Ceria didn't say anything, she just continued to pinch the bridge of her nose and close her eyes, but judging from the way she nodded, she also agreed to Mulseth's proposal.

"Okay, let's take a walk. I remember there is a coffee shop nearby. Let's go have something to drink. I'll treat you."

Seeing that both of them agreed, Mulseth directly pushed them into the car. He changed Ceria's shift and sat in the driver's seat, and drove the car towards a nearby coffee shop.

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Probably because they had been sitting in the car for most of the day and no longer wanted to be bored in a closed space, the three of them did not choose to sit in the cafe, but sat at the table outside.

An open umbrella is connected upward to the center of the round table, blocking the light of the sun for the three people sitting around the table.

I don't know if it's because it's late, or if it's just a little remote here, but their table is the only one occupied by the tables outside. This neutral environment, combined with the sun that's about to turn into sunset, looks particularly poetic.

"Ah ah ah..."

But the atmosphere is not that poetic.

Mulseth's whole body was like a piece of clothing that had been hung out to dry, with his hands hanging back and leaning on the back of the chair. He raised his head and let out strange screams of frustration from time to time.Seria also crossed her hands and pressed the back of her hands against her forehead, her head lowered as if in deep thought.

The two of them ordered coffee that suited their respective tastes. The drinks had been placed in front of them a few minutes ago, but Ceria and Mulseth didn't touch it, maybe because they were waiting for it to get colder. Drink, or simply not in the mood to drink.

As for Yabu, he has no problem in this regard at all, and even can't fit in with the atmosphere. At this moment, he is slowly eating his cup of a large children's chocolate sundae with biscuit crumbs and colorful chocolate candy needles. , and there was a cup of hot milk beside it that I didn't have time to touch.

"Wait a minute? How do you eat when your hands are tied?"

Mulseth, who was unconscious and ignored this strange thing, suddenly reacted and turned his head to look at Yabu who was still there silently showing off his sundae.

"What are those hands floating around you?!"

A pair of palms exuding metallic luster floated on both sides of Yabu's body, looking a bit strange and mysterious. However, those hands were replacing Yabu's imprisoned hands at the moment, holding a spoon and putting food into his mouth, which caused him to eat. The hands that make people feel weird look a little funny and cute.

"It's stand power."

"?"

stand power?backup power?what?

"This...ah, forget it, just keep eating."

There were so many things that she couldn't figure out. Mulseth sighed and slumped down on the chair again. She was so tired that she couldn't even raise her curiosity.

"So, is there any information we know so far that can actually be used?" Mulseth looked up at the sky, without mentioning who he was talking to, and said to himself, "Haydn, the boss of Haydn Pharmaceuticals, ·Lamut has become a piece of coke in Hayden Laboratory One."

"Investors related to the company, so far, they have found unrelated people such as nannies. They are obviously puppets used as scapegoats." Ceria heard Muir Seth speak and was a little surprised. He raised his head and supplemented her while sorting out his thoughts.

"If I change my mind, might it be that the wrong person has found the right person with his abilities?"

"The ability itself cannot go wrong unless there is something wrong with what you asked me to find." Yao Bu responded.

千??""寻!'免:;,!费.";":小?;,'.说',!裙:;"!2""",5?:5?,;,,5:,"'9"!5,3"0"0　　说到底，两人到现在都没有跟桠布交代清楚，究竟是在干什么。

"That's why I said you need to believe me."

Although the ability of tagging is not necessarily absolutely accurate, that does not mean that he thinks the ability of tagging is not good. It means that even if the search conditions given are missing or have multiple words, they may affect the tagging. something identified.

To put it simply, it means that the mark can definitely be marked, and the only problem may be the search terms given to it.

"I know, it's just a joke." Mulses used his strength on his waist to throw himself back on the chair. After letting out a long sigh, he picked up his coffee and took a few sips, "It's rough. There is definitely no problem with ability, because all the people we find have one thing in common, and this is definitely not something you can find by random searching.”

"According to the results of the investigation." Ceria picked up her mobile phone and checked the information recorded on it. "Without exception, these people died 'accidentally' due to various things in the past week."

If one of them is okay, but every one of them is like this, then it’s definitely not a problem with Yabu’s ability.

"Okay, stop analyzing and just tell the truth. We didn't get any meaningful clues today. We've completely reached a dead end."

"...There are no other valuable clues."

Those puppets who died unexpectedly did not leave any clues, and the people who handled them were very professional.

"You should rest, Ceria." She had quietly finished eating the sundae in front of her, slowly pushed the cup aside, looked at Ceria's somewhat darkened eyes and said, "Leave it to me, what? How about that? Tell me everything, you go and rest, and let me do this."

He had long noticed the other party's overwhelming feeling of exhaustion, but he never had the chance to say it.

"Actually, I have always voted in favor." Mulseth said helplessly, turning his head to stare at Ceria sitting next to him with a hint, "Everyone can see that you have been dissatisfied these past few days. If you don’t get a good rest, you don’t really think you are made of diamonds.”

"...I can't let you know too much, Yabu." Seria always looked at Yabu, ignoring Muir Seth's joke, "I don't think you should get too involved in this matter. .”

Her voice still sounded perseverant, but now under the influence of the exhaustion of not sleeping for several days, this perseverance made people feel like an iron bar was bent to the point of metal fatigue and was about to be unable to hold on. Break.

"Can't you believe me?"

"It's true that I can't completely trust you, but I won't be wary of you because of that, and I won't be so stingy that I won't give you any trust."

Although the piece of paper that Yabu passed to Seria contained some things that only Seria knew in order to prove Yabu's identity, Seria could not completely trust Yabu because of this. After all, this world There is such a thing as the Origin Stone skill, and it might be possible to mine other people's memories. Although Ceria thinks she won't fall for it, she doesn't rule out the possibility.

But just because you can't completely believe it, doesn't mean you can't try to give some trust.

This possibility is small after all, and the white substance used for sealing around the paper is the product of its own calcification. Just like the keyhole in a key, it is difficult to imitate other people's creations.

Moreover, the Origin Stone craft creation and the information revealed on the paper are like her future self constantly reminding the current Seria that Yabu can be trusted and she can try to give him a little trust.

Through observation in the first few days and what the other party said that night, Ceria could also feel that the character of the other party must be guaranteed. Even in Ceria's judgment, he could get along with her very well, and she could also get along well with her. Someone you want to befriend.

But because of this...

"I must ensure your safety." Ceria picked up the coffee cup in front of her and brought it to her lips, but her tired and confused brain completely forgot that she had already finished drinking it. She lowered her head and narrowed her head as if she was sleepy. Staring at the empty cup in his hand, he was stunned for a while and then said slowly, "You can't get involved. You saw the ending of those people we found today. They were all killed by 'accidents'."

She can guarantee that she will not be in danger, but after all, she is not omnipotent and cannot be sure to protect what she wants to protect at all times.

Whether it's Ifrit, Hemo, or Zabu, in Ceria's opinion, the best way to protect them is not to let them participate from the beginning.

"But haven't I been involved now? I'm the one who brought you to find it, right? I can't escape my involvement."

"Yes... I'm sorry about this matter. It was because I didn't think well at first, but because of this I can't let you continue." Ceria put down the cup and thought with tired eyes. Try your best to give Yabu a safety guarantee, "Just stop here. I guarantee you won't have those so-called accidents, and I will protect your safety."

In fact, she had long regretted asking Yabu for help.

If there wasn't really anything else she could do, and the paper happened to mention that Yabu was good at finding things, she would probably have done everything by herself without saying anything, covering all possible dangers and injuries. Just swallow it yourself and don't mention it to anyone.

And today, when she asked Yao Bu to help find her address, the results of the accidental deaths convinced Ceria that Yao Bu could not be involved in this matter.

...You shouldn't ask Yabu for help. She should find a way to solve this kind of thing. These things can only be solved by her.

"So I have always said that I hope Seria can give me a little trust. My physical fitness is just not as good as yours, but I am not incapable of protecting myself." While speaking, the hand floating beside Yabu He took out the unedged dagger from his pocket. He didn't activate any of his abilities. He just waved it casually in the air a few times to show that he had some skills.

"Tell me what needs to be done and let me do this part. You go and take a nap. If you really don't want to sleep, go and stay with Ifrit. It doesn't matter what you do. Just take a rest. Trust me, you can. Or, if you really can’t believe me, then believe in “your” own judgment.”

Seria, who believes in the future, is willing to let Yabu come here and chooses to believe in Yabu. In fact, she is also trusting her own judgment in the future.

"I see......"

Although Seria still seemed unwilling to hand over to Yabu what she thought should be done by herself, Yabu had already mentioned this, and she really couldn't think of anything else she could refuse.

"Oh yes, one more thing."

"what?"

"Here, drink milk and less coffee. Did I offend you by sleeping?" Yabu pushed the cup of hot milk that he had not touched yet in front of Seria.

Looking at the milk handed over by Yabu, and then looking down at the empty coffee cup, Ceria sighed as if she found it troublesome, but still followed the advice and reached out to take the milk handed over by Yabu. Whether it was because of fatigue, his voice was a little soft and he responded: "Okay, I got it..."