Invincible priest, out of the courtroom

But except for the weeds, there was no one around, and it was quiet, not even the sound of insects that should have been heard in the grass.

A few minutes later, the figure in the mirror began to struggle and twist, as if trying to break free from the mirror.

The image is also becoming clearer, gradually revealing the face of a young woman.

The next second, a mist suddenly filled the mirror, and accompanied by a sound like bones breaking, Jennifer, whom Rorschach and the others were looking for, came out of the mirror.

"Ha ha……"

She lay limply on the edge of the railway track, as if all the bones in her body were broken, motionless, she could only pant continuously, maybe she would stop breathing in a second.

Hunting the Saints: Chapter 290 288. Myself in the Mirror

Jennifer lay on the side of the overgrown railway for more than an hour before sitting up with difficulty, and then turned her head to look at the city of the oracle, which had been blurred to the point where only a line of outline remained.

"I... can't go back..."

She murmured in a low voice, her body suddenly began to tremble, and then coughed a few times suddenly, a stream of dirty blood and internal organs spewed out of her mouth, and scattered on the waist-high grass beside her.

"I too... am dying..."

Jennifer wiped away the blood spilling from the corner of her mouth very hard, then turned her head to look at the mirror beside her, and saw her face reflected in the mirror.

The clothes are gorgeous, the temperament is dignified, and the appearance is handsome, as if she has put on a glamorous filter, she is already too beautiful to be herself.

Not to mention the current embarrassment, with a delicate smile on his face, which looks extraordinarily elegant.

It's just that there is some indescribable weirdness and evil hidden in that elegance...

"My mother is dead, my father is dead, and now... even I am dying, but you are still smiling, smiling so perfectly..."

"Unfortunately, you will be abandoned and forgotten here forever, and no one will find you again..."

Jennifer said to herself in the mirror, and she lay powerlessly on the abandoned railroad track as if she had completed some important mission.

She will slowly die here, and then be buried in the weeds together with the perfect self in the mirror.

"Sorry……"

She didn't know who she was apologizing to, and then she stopped talking, just looked up at the night without a single star, quietly waiting for the moment when she stopped breathing.

But there was a vibration of the rails in my ear.

ah?There is still a train coming?

pretty good……

Jennifer suddenly became a little happier.

But not long after, a strange face appeared in front of her, but she was unable to think about why the railway was still running.

It was as long as a horse's face, but it was all made up of dark and messy lines, like an impressionist painting.

Then, she saw a trace of the skirt, bright red, like flowing blood.

Then, an elegant lady wearing a lady's sun hat and covering her face with tulle appeared in her eyes.

"need any help?"

the lady asked softly.

"You... are you?"

"My name is Julian. Fate brought me here to meet my destined sister."

The lady introduced herself very seriously.

"Save... help me..."

Jennifer didn't bother to think about the origin and background of this lady, let alone why such a person appeared, but she just called for help out of the survival instinct of human beings.

Although he had already prepared himself for death, when a life-saving straw appeared, he still couldn't help but want to reach out and grab it.

The lady's answer did not disappoint her.

"Okay, that's exactly what it means to be here."

As she spoke, she bent down and stretched out her hand.

then……

Picking up the mirror, holding it in his arms, like holding an unborn baby, and said very gently:

"Come on, let's go home."

Jennifer's breathing suddenly became rapid, and she wanted to say something more, but she didn't even have the strength to spit out clear syllables.

The lady hugged the mirror, got into a high-end and luxurious black carriage, pulled by the horse made of black lines, and drove away.

From the beginning to the end, she never looked at Jennifer directly. She only had the perfect girl in the mirror in her eyes.

As Jennifer took her last breath, the ruins became silent again, not even a single insect could be heard.

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

"Huh~ It's eleven o'clock again, it's time to go to bed..."

Luo Xia sat on a bench by the street, looked up at the sky, and muttered helplessly.

He has not gone to bed on time for two consecutive days, so he can't help worrying whether it will affect his health?

And there is a funeral to be presided over early tomorrow morning...

Just as he was thinking wildly, a can of coffee was handed over from behind him, and it was pressed against his cheek, with a faint warmth radiating from it.

"Here~ here you are."

As Weier spoke, he walked around in front of Rorschach and sat down on the other side of the bench, holding a can of the same canned coffee in his hand.

"Fortunately, there are vending machines nearby, and they still have heating functions."

Weier continued talking, opened the tab of the coffee, made a straw out of nowhere, stuffed it in, then clamped the coffee to his chest, and began to suck it carefully.

This is an operation that Nota can never emulate...

And her free hands were holding the portable transmitter, she didn't know who she was contacting, and she was distracted to talk to Rorschach:

"Huh? Don't you drink it? The formula of this brand is very refreshing."

Luo Xia didn't know whether to laugh or cry, so he reluctantly opened the coffee and took a small sip.

The taste is okay, but at this time when you should be sleeping, you have to drink coffee to refresh yourself...

"Any new news?"

Rorschach asked again.

"Hmm... that guy is really cunning. I have searched a large circle around here, far beyond the theoretical upper limit of the distance shifted by the mirror, but there is no trace of her at all..."

"Had been harbored by friends, classmates?"

"This should not be the case. The people in the four subjects have checked it. Although Jennifer has excellent grades and good performance, she is very indifferent. She lives a simple and boring life without friends. It is hard to imagine that this is a well-known artist. Life……"

While Weier was talking, the telegraph in her hand suddenly beeped, and then spit out a long series of telegrams, which piled up on her slender and round thighs.

"This is a file sent by the countermeasure agency, about a sealed item..."

Val then translated the telegram while reading it to Rorschach.

Probably, the countermeasure agency has contained a sealed item rated as 'low risk' for more than 20 years, code-named '6-066' [perfect self]

Although it has such a name, its shape is an oval mirror surrounded by delicate lace...

According to the most preliminary test results, the function of this mirror seems to be to make the reflected self more beautiful and better-looking, showing a strong beauty effect.

And human beings are more or less narcissistic. When you look at yourself in the mirror, you will feel that you have seen a perfect self.

Other than that, no other additional functions or side effects have been found for the time being, so the risk level is considered to be very low.

But before a more in-depth test could be carried out, the mirror was inexplicably stolen, and its whereabouts are still unknown...

Hunting Saints: Chapter 291 289. This time the fans probably turned black

"The situation is probably like this. The people from the countermeasure agency explained that they were really short of manpower at the time, and they didn't care much about tracking down such low-risk sealed items..."

"And after so many years, the people who handled this matter have already changed several batches, so they can only provide so much information."

"They do have a few other sealed artifacts related to mirrors, but they are all kept safe and sound."

Val finished reading the telegram.

After hearing this, Luo Xia couldn't help asking:

"This... sealed item can be stolen?"

"It may not be stolen, right? It may be out of control, and I escaped by myself..."

Weier replied, looked around again, and made sure that there was no one else nearby, then beckoned to Rorschach mysteriously, motioning him to get closer to him.

Rorschach turned his head away.

Weier hurried over, got very close, grabbed his shoulder again, bit his ear, and said softly:

"There was even an out-of-control incident of a 0-level sealed item before. It seemed to be some kind of angel. At that time, the senior officials of the secret sect were so anxious..."

"I don't know if it will be resolved later, but fortunately, it didn't lead to any major problems... So this kind of thing is actually quite common, but it cannot be disclosed to the public."

Her voice was soft and soft, as if she was blowing on purpose, which made Rorschach's ears itch.

Luo Xia nodded quickly, turned around again, and continued:

"There are indeed many people who want to see a better self in the mirror, and it is not surprising that it will be stolen."

Weier also sat back in his original position, and said:

"Indeed, this is also human nature. When I look in the mirror, I also hope that I can be beautiful and cute, like... just like... eh... this is..."

She seemed to want to say a certain name, but she couldn't say it when the words came to her mouth, and even her mind became dizzy, so she could only shake her head quickly, and then said:

"But no matter what, this weak sealed item should have nothing to do with this case..."

Just as he was talking, he saw the previous investigator running over quickly, and when they met, he silently shook his head, indicating that the search found nothing.

"Really, is this guy really just a student and a painter? How could he be so difficult?"

Val frowned involuntarily.

"I'm afraid it will be difficult to gain anything tonight. Please go to rest first. We will continue to search as soon as possible and notify you as soon as we have news."

"Okay, I see, I'll send my partner back first."

Luo Xia's heart was suddenly moved, and his precious sleep time was saved in this way.

Soon, he sat on the back seat of the motorcycle, and subconsciously hugged Wei Er's slender waist.

But on the way back, Weier's speed was not fast, and he was a little slow, as if he wanted to take advantage of this time to chat more with Luo Xia about the case.

Seeing that the speed was not fast, Luo Xia was no longer afraid, so he loosened Weier's waist and kept a polite distance.

As a result, in the next second, the speed of the car suddenly picked up again...

Luo Xia had no choice but to quickly put his hand back, and said to Weier's red earlobe as he did when he came here:

"I feel more and more that there is something wrong with this Jennifer, and it may be a cult. If you receive news, don't act without authorization and come to me as soon as possible."

"Well, I see, thank you for your concern."

With a blushing face, Wei Er replied softly, with a sweet smile involuntarily showing on her face.

Soon, the motorcycle stopped in front of Avia Church.

"Thank you for today."

Before the two parted, Weier whispered again.

Rorschach replied very formulaically:

"No need to thank you, as a mature pastor, I am happy to help believers solve their problems."

"Since you said that, another worry in my heart, you..."

Wei Er hesitated to speak, and some words seemed to be blurted out.

But in the end he shook his head.