Weird Stories: Gothic Lolita Begins

In the afternoon, in the large living room on the second floor of "Rumor Has a Family Office".

"... um, um, okay, I understand, that's it, thank you for your hard work, I won't, we'll have a chance to cooperate next time, goodbye."

Lucia hung up the phone and breathed a sigh of relief.

The next moment, the black cat jumped onto the armrest of the sofa next to him and asked Lenari, who was curled up on the sofa with Night Crow No. 3 in his arms and browsing the shopping website with his mobile phone in his hands:

"Just now, the cooperative manufacturer of the commemorative coins of the firm called and said that the set of commemorative coins seemed to be cursed. From the beginning of production, it would inevitably encounter various "accidents" and had to be stopped. What's going on?!"

"Commemorative coins? The one for the 30th anniversary of the firm?" Lenari asked in surprise, "Did you change the manufacturer?"

"No, I didn't change. It has always been the same one, since the first edition." Lucia looked at Lenari with resentment in her emerald eyes, "Did you do something weird with those commemorative coins, causing them to be too heavy, so that mortals are not qualified to process and manufacture them on their behalf..."

"This..." Lenari recalled and looked away guiltily, "I didn't do anything... It should be because of the little rumor, right? Otherwise, you buy the materials and let the little rumor make it?"

Hearing this, Lucia was stunned: "The little rumor has this function?"

Lenari answered confidently: "With the current precision of the commemorative coin, the little rumor has no problem at all!"

After thinking for a while, Lenari added: "Well, if no one helps to design the production line, the process will be a little abstract..."

"This is easy to deal with. Commemorative coins are not precision products... Hey! How many times have I told you! If you are greedy, go eat real snacks, don't eat Night Crow No. 3 dumplings!"

"Ah! Sorry, sorry, I accidentally..."

...

Green Star Federation Capital, Emott City, District 19, a certain research institute, in front of the teleportation gate.

"Just send it here, Dr. Marjorie." Night Crow in the form of a day angel said goodbye politely.

"Thank you for your hard work in cooperating with the research during this period." Marjorie sighed sincerely.

——There are very few civilian strongmen like Night Crow who have a deep background and have touched the divinity. They are willing to cooperate with the research.

Most of the so-called strongmen in the civilian world seem to want to slice them up when they talk about cooperating with the research. They all overreact...

"You're welcome. This is also for my own mission." Night Crow said, waved his hand, turned and stepped into the portal that serves as the entrance and exit of the secret realm.

...

After passing through several well-guarded portals, Night Crow finally stood at the entrance of a pedestrian street.

The capital... Whether it is the original body or the clone, this is her first time here.

Looking at the noisy crowds coming and going around, Night Crow couldn't help but feel emotional for a while.

It happened to be evening, and the pedestrian street was busy.

Night Crow thought about it and gave up the idea of ​​finding a restaurant to enjoy dinner. He raised his feet and joined the crowd, admiring the novel or exquisite small commodities around him aimlessly like a stroll.

Night Crow was happily strolling around, looking around, when suddenly, there was a sound of running behind him, coming from far away and approaching, and running straight towards him.

Frowning, Night Crow took a few steps to the side and hid in the gap between two stalls.

Only then did Night Crow look back with a little displeasure.

I saw a young man in a suit and leather shoes, whose aura was extremely out of place in this pedestrian street, running angrily and stopping in front of the gap between two stalls, turning around and striding towards Night Crow, glaring at him.

Night Crow, who came to the capital for the first time and had just left the confidential area, was immediately full of questions.

What's going on? What happened? Why are you looking for me?

Full of doubts, Night Crow secretly prepared to switch bodies on the street if things went wrong. ——There's no way, the body I'm using now is too useless to fight with people.

The man in the suit stood three steps away from Night Crow, raised his hand and pointed at Night Crow's nose angrily: "How dare you show up in front of me?!"

"???" Night Crow became more and more confused, frowned and reminded dissatisfiedly, "Sir, you recognized the wrong person."

"Recognized the wrong person?! I would recognize you even if you turned into ashes!" The man in the suit's originally handsome face was twisted with anger, "You actually said such a thing... Do you still have a heart?!"

"...Ah?" Night Crow was even more confused.

Seeing that more and more people were gathering around to watch the excitement, Night Crow decisively took out his wallet, took out his ID card and put it in front of the man in the suit, and said loudly: "Sir! This is my first time in the capital, you definitely recognized the wrong person!"

"How could I-eh???" The man in the suit widened his eyes, and then...

Nothing happened, he covered his face and ran away.

Ran away...

Ye Ya held up his ID card, confused for a while.

The crowd around him talked a lot.

Everyone was not stupid, and it was obvious that the man in the suit really recognized the wrong person.

Although this was a pretty good melon, compared with the man's previous explosive speech that obviously had a story... it was instantly boring.

Ye Ya put away his ID card and wallet, looked around blankly, trying to find someone to explain to him.

The crowd gradually dispersed.

Ye Ya sighed, confused, and no longer interested in shopping, ready to find a restaurant to have a good meal.

As soon as he raised his leg, the owner of a stall next to him couldn't help but ask, "Young man! Are you from out of town?"

"Well, I was invited to the 19th District to do something, so I just had some time to go shopping." Night Crow politely and curiously asked the middle-aged male boss, "Who was that just now...?"

The middle-aged boss with many wrinkles on his face said with a smile, "That person? I don't know him."

"...Oh." Night Crow responded woodenly, nodded politely, and ran away decisively.

...

Outside the pedestrian street.

The man in a suit ran all the way with his head down in the surprised eyes of passers-by, until he hid in his beloved car with a "bang", and then he breathed a sigh of relief.

It took a lot of time to take several sets of deep breaths, and the man in a suit calmed down a little, and the heat on his face barely faded.

He took out his mobile phone and dialed a number skillfully.

The mobile phone rang just once, and it was picked up by the other party.

Without waiting for the other party to speak, the man in the suit said impatiently: "Dad! I just saw someone who looks exactly like my brother!"

"...Ah?"

"It's true! They really look exactly the same!"

"But..." On the other side of the phone, the man who was called Dad by the man in the suit said hesitantly, "Your unworthy brother died last year..."

"...Ah?"