Mystery: Those years when I was a foreign aid for the Aurora Club

Chapter 218

464
The Kingdom of Loen, the capital of East Chester County, Stone City.

Sunny Sunday afternoon.

After leaving the manor and returning to the castle, Audrey finished entertaining the noble children here, and sent her servants to the Bavat Bank to withdraw a sum of cash.

At this point, she doesn't need to worry about anything anymore, she can easily repay the 2000 pounds owed to Mr. "Fool"'s family and pay 1800 pounds to Mr. "World" from the "psychologist" characteristic.

A quarter of an hour later, Audrey opened the door of the bedroom, glanced at Anne, the personal maid not far away who was supervising the work of the servants, and looked down at the big golden retriever dog squatting by the wall, with a smile on her face, her voice lowered, and her eyes sparkling said:
"Susie, you will have a gift later, are you looking forward to it?"

She had asked Susie before, and knew that the other party had completely digested the potion on Wednesday this week.

If it were Audrey in the past, she would definitely say "Susie, your gift has arrived", so that the golden retriever will find that she can get real items in the room, and this is easy to make the recent hard-working Susie, who had basic knowledge of mysticism, guessed in the direction of ritual magic.

Changing the rhetoric, it would turn out that Audrey received a mysterious letter/message in her bedroom confirming that the gift was about to arrive, and there are just too many possibilities.

Susie read Audrey's heartfelt joy and sincere attitude, subconsciously opened her mouth, vibrated the air, made a sound, and asked what the gift was, but she keenly noticed that Audrey's personal maid, Anne, moved closer When I came over, I was vigilant and gave up my original idea.

She returned to the state of an ordinary dog, slowly wagging her tail to express her joyful and expectant emotions.

After intentionally finding an excuse to go outside and wander around, Audrey entered the "Chemistry Laboratory" specially assigned to her, and placed the characteristics and auxiliary materials of the "Psychiatrist" on the long table one by one.

"Susie, do you remember the process of mixing the potion last time?" She cleared her throat, straightened her back, and played the role of the teacher with great interest.

"Wang, remember!" Susie already understood what her gift was, and was very happy for a moment, "Wow" out loud.

Audrey said casually:

"You try to make it yourself."

Susie looked down at her paws, and suddenly fell silent.

Audrey was startled for a moment, and then fell silent for a short while.

After a few seconds, before the big golden retriever opened his mouth, she pursed her lips and said with a slight smile, "Okay, Susie, don't open your mouth, I know what you want to say, you want to express that you are just a dog, there is no way Concocting potions, right?"

So embarrassing, so embarrassing... At the same time, the elegant and dignified Audrey covered her face in her heart.

"Woof!" Susie nodded vigorously.

Audrey seized the opportunity, turned around, and quickly prepared the "Psychiatrist" potion.

465
Storn, north urban area.

Amon, who was wearing the uniform of the municipal library staff, stood on the top floor of the closed library on weekends, and adjusted the monocle in his right eye.

Today, he specially took off all the "Not Amon" decorations and extra items on his body, and only wore simple employee uniforms, a white shirt, a pair of black trousers, and a blue and white tie.Strive to fully fit "Librarian Amon"'s impression of himself, in order to deceive the other party and confuse self-cognition.

Since he had usurped the other's identity, there was a connection between them that only they could vaguely feel.

Amon felt that "it" would be dying today.

"If he wasn't Sequence 3, but Sequence 4, I would have dealt with him long ago."

"However, Amon doesn't have many battles with the same level or higher sequences in his memory... It seems that I need to find out by myself."

One Amon cheated another Amon and seized the other's identity. This has never happened in the history of Amon, and Amon naturally couldn't find any reference memory.

Maybe this is the reason why neither Medici nor Outer God intends to help him?They all want to see how they can solve this problem?

Amon frowned.In addition to the tension and uneasiness that should be there, there is also an eerie sense of excitement.

He felt inexplicable, as if the two of them were waiting for a result to verify whether he was an even better Amon now, and the current emergency was the best way to assess it.

——Can you fool yourself.

——If he succeeds, he is an Amon who defies common sense, a "mistake" among mistakes!
The northern city of Storn belongs to the parish of the Church of the Storm. There is a church, a strong team of "Punishers" and a demigod.After Amon's confirmation, this bishop is Sequence 4, who was transferred from Backlund several years ago, and has a tendency to retire in East Chester County.Amon had no impression of him—his name was Luermi, and he was actually a storm bishop known for his wisdom.

He is one sequence lower than himself and can pose a certain threat, but as long as he uses it properly, he should be able to help himself.

It takes good planning.

Amon looked up at the weather. It was three o'clock in the afternoon when the sun was warm and bright. There was still some time before it got dark, and there were no signs of dark clouds gathering around. Luermi probably hadn't noticed any abnormal events in his jurisdiction.

Amon lowered his head again, looking at the city below him.

It's the weekend and the weather is fine, but there aren't many people on the streets, which is unreasonable.

He clearly saw that among the crowd walking back and forth, there were also many figures who were more or less abnormal.

A man in a formal suit with the air of a government employee was walking on the street, but he was carrying a basket of clothes in an extremely uncoordinated manner, and his walking posture was a bit awkward.From time to time, men go to the door of some nearby residents to collect clothes, as if they were a woman who washes clothes for a living.

A middle-aged and elderly woman in simple clothes is sitting in a coffee shop, squinting her eyes carefully at a stack of materials, writing and drawing on them from time to time, with a cup of coffee in her hand, like a hard-studying person who can be seen everywhere student.

They walk and live just fine and no one notices any problems.

Occasionally, there are a few who match their identities and appearances, but it is impossible to confirm whether they really match.

"The 'colleague' came to me yesterday and mentioned that the Hall family temporarily recruited staff from the library. Is it a hint, or is it a normal coincidence?"

Amon thought independently, but he couldn't make up his mind, so he took out a coin and tossed it up.

Catch it, tails up.

Amon nodded slightly: "It should indeed be a coincidence. Although it knows my location, it definitely doesn't dare to give me the address to fight with me directly. It is normal development to choose to hide and go around... It's not right either. How do I know if it gave me the location on purpose? Let me give you a hint, let me go to Hall Castle to waste a week, where is it waiting for an opportunity to escape?"

He tried his best to make a guess, but Amont's fear of death still made him a little uncertain.

Divination?But not everyone has the powerful divination blessing of Yuanbao. God knows how much it will be affected during the divination process. Three or four out of the last ten times are correct and it is considered a success.

Stealers are not good at divination, let alone the target of divination is the current self, how can this be accurate?

Amon... What will other Amons do?Unless it is absolutely necessary, Amon will generally not let himself be in a "stalemate" situation. If he finds that he has no advantage, he will retreat. There are no such words as "gambling" or "fighting" in Amon's dictionary.

Only physiological prudence protects oneself.

Amon pondered, and slowly sat on the raised platform on the edge of the roof, with his feet hanging in the air.

"Actually, I don't have to fight it. It's better to be discovered and dealt with by the church. Isn't that what I've been looking forward to?"

"But it doesn't seem to work now, Outer God is waiting to see my solution, this is a 'trial'..."

At this moment, Amon suddenly shrank his pupils, and he saw a person below suddenly raised his head, showing a cold smile at him.

Blonde hair, wearing a mask and glasses... the same as the previous burglar!

It leads me down!
To down or not to down, that is the question.Amon will always avoid facing these choices, because they can only welcome victory, no matter how bad it is, it must be a tie, not failure or even death.

"Go down."

Amon got up, turned back to the stairs, and walked down from the city library level by level.

When he reached the door at the bottom of the building, he poked his head out vigilantly from behind the corner. The place where the thief was standing just now was empty. He flashed behind the bookshelf and looked around vigilantly again. After confirming that there was no one around, he Boldly went out.

The street outside is also very quiet, and there is no messy sound.

The only thing wrong is that it is too quiet here. The northern urban area is the area where boarding schools, libraries, and parks are located. Every weekend, students will come out for a walk or buy daily necessities. The flow of people should be very large, but now Apart from a few crooked people with abnormal identities, there were no students on the road.

Are they all dead?

It shouldn't be, even if it steals life, it doesn't need to steal that much, one person's is enough... And it is now equivalent to an Extraordinary item, how could it need life?
Bypassing the pedestrians whose identities were confused, the figure of the thief suddenly appeared out of the corner of Amon's eyes.

The other party was standing on the second floor of an apartment building, looking down at him from behind the glass window.

This was a blatant temptation, the only thing he didn't understand was why it lured him over.Has it found a way to reclaim its identity?Confident to deal with him?
impossible!

Unless one pushes the door open, there is Lurmi standing in the room...

Amon hesitated for a moment, but chose to be close to the apartment building.

But he didn't choose to go in directly, but climbed up to the roof of the building next door along the side path in a blind spot, only to see the thief still standing by the window with his back to him, Amon frowned, feeling something was wrong .

"I'm afraid it's a fraud."

"I can feel that the extraordinary ability is being suppressed, and now that I have its identity, defrauding it is equivalent to defrauding myself."

The doors and windows of this room were locked, and there was no one else in the room except the thief.

"Maybe the house is full of gas, and it will explode as soon as I open the door. The explosion will spread to many nearby residential buildings, and this will attract the police or the church. That's its purpose."

He looked at the white spire of the Tidal Church a few hundred meters away in a straight line, and fell into hesitation again.

The hesitation this time made him a little annoyed, because he felt that the other party seemed to have settled for the vacillating character of Amon, and would not take the initiative to move forward even if clues appeared in front of him, which was delayed for a long time.

This can't be done.

Amon decided to look around from another direction.

He approached the window from the roof and came to the side of the thief.

moment.

Amon reached the roof of another building, but as soon as he approached, he blocked the direct sunlight, and the house in front of him suddenly became gloomy and dim, presenting an uneasy atmosphere.

There was no warning of spiritual awareness, and he hadn't noticed it at first.

But when he walked towards the counter, his footsteps stopped suddenly.

At this moment, he suddenly felt some reactions in spiritual perception, and a strange feeling emerged in his heart——

At least five minutes had passed since he spotted the thief.

But the thief's standing posture... seems to have not changed at all.

The closed windows blocked the smell that shouldn't be there. Amon hid behind the wall, took out a mirror, observed the thief's face from the reflection in the mirror, and activated his spiritual vision.

In the vision, there was no spiritual brilliance in that house, and the furniture and people by the windows were all in a lifeless color.

The thief had strange scars on his side face, and he stood stiff and motionless.Only then did he realize that the person standing by the window was no longer a person, but a dead body.

The man was still alive just now, but now it looks like he has been dead for several days. Could it be that it deceived the thief into a corpse that had been dead for several days while he was still alive?
"It was replaced by the identity of a dead person, so he also became a dead person?"

"The real one has already run away, I should have just chased after it."

Amon was a little annoyed.

At this moment, the hands of the thief's corpse suddenly twitched strangely, and the doors and windows were closed tightly. It was impossible for the wind to blow the sleeves.

"cha"

A match ignited in the hands of the corpse, and a huge explosion occurred in the house.

The explosion blew off the roof, scared the surrounding pedestrians to scream, and blew up the corpse beyond recognition.The viscera of the limbs were scattered everywhere, and a strong odor burst out together with the smell of gas.

Amon repeatedly deceived space and distance, and ran several hundred meters away in an instant, preparing to look for other clues.

But just when he was about to move forward, the number of people with disordered identities around him unknowingly increased, and the students who had disappeared before seemed to come out from every corner, wandering around him in a disorderly manner, and the students who had disappeared before Walking around the street leisurely and leisurely like a weekend, completely occupying the street in front of Amon.

Amon looked left and right, and immediately chose the dozens of people he saw in front of Parasitic, but these dozens of people were a drop in the bucket for the residents of the entire northern urban area, and he was still squeezed in by countless people. Expanding the parasitic range does not help either.

Of course, he can parasitize the entire city and turn all the residents of Storn into himself, but this will not allow him to catch it, but will attract the pursuit of the three churches and give up this identity.

Then all his hard work has been in vain.

In front of him were many cleaners, clerks, and students who looked like students standing there, lined up for three or four floors, like a human wall, completely blocking his way.

"Is it blocking me? It's definitely ahead, but it's some distance away."

A place name suddenly flashed in Amon's mind:
"It really hid in the Hall family's castle? So it was not a coincidence last night, but a smoke bomb was deliberately set off to make me think it was lying to me?"

But at this time, the number of people around continued to increase, and it seemed that all the people in the surrounding residences had come out, crowding the street tightly, preventing him from walking in all directions.

"What if this is another fraud? I got to Castle Hall and it's not there?"

"And is it too late for me to go now? What exactly is it trying to do?"

Amon was completely indecisive.

……

On a sunny afternoon, Audrey was sitting in her bedroom, painting in a relaxed mood.

Although the castle has been renovated, it is not suitable for such an old building to do too much modification. The gas pipes and new equipment will destroy the original interior decoration. Therefore, in the castle, candles are needed after dark.

Although the life in the family castle is not as comfortable as Backlund, the environment in the outskirts of East Chester County is far better than that in Backlund City. Audrey also had the opportunity to ride a horse for a long time, and Backlund did not exist at all. The warm sunshine and fresh air.

In general, the next few months of life are worth enjoying slowly.

The big golden retriever is lying on the brand-new soft cushion next to it, with a pair of decorative gold-rimmed glasses hanging around its neck.

It tilted its head and watched Audrey smear on the drawing board, reading the master's mood from these overlapping colors.

At this time, there was a "knocking" sound from the direction of the bedroom door. The maid knocked on the door, then pushed it open, and bowed to Audrey:
"Miss, your afternoon tea is ready."

Audrey turned her head, smiled and said, "Okay, please put it on the balcony for me, I want to have tea there."

"Ok."

After the maid left, Audrey began to pack the paints and canvases, and change the burqa she was wearing.

Tilting her head casually, Audrey saw that Susie also tilted her head and looked at her, as if she had something to say.

"Susie, what's the matter with you?" Audrey also felt a little strange, and asked in a low voice, "There are your favorite snacks in the afternoon tea, and you are the most active every time."

The golden retriever stood up, walked around Audrey twice, then walked to the door, sniffing where the maid was just now.

Susie ran over, raised her head, and asked suspiciously:

"Maid, should it be a woman?"

Audrey nodded: "Of course."

"The maid just now...is a bit strange..." Susie said, "She is more than 1.7 meters tall, wearing a men's trench coat, and there are footprints of leather shoes at the door. Why do we all think she is a maid?"

Audrey's face changed slightly, and she quickly lifted her skirt and approached the door.

A striking gray footprint was left behind the door and stretched into the distance.

"She... She is obviously a maid, the dim sum maid of Hall's family. I still remember her name, her name is Tina."

Audrey looked at this footprint, and her expression changed a little. She tried her best to recall the scene just now - Tina came to invite her to have afternoon tea. This is a very normal situation, and it happens every afternoon!There was nothing strange just now!

What are these footprints?a man?
A man became the "handmaid" in their cognition?
Audrey and Susie looked at each other.

"I still think it was normal just now, but how could Tina appear in the castle wearing men's clothes and leather shoes?"

Susie nodded: "Wang."

"The castle has been affected by an unknown extraordinary force!" Audrey immediately noticed, "I have to tell Mom and Dad immediately."

The Hall family is protected by extraordinary people, and the earl and countess should be relatively safe.

Audrey hurried to her parents' study room, adjusted her smile and demeanor, and after knocking on the door, she saw her father was sitting by the bookshelf full of sunlight, while her mother was playing the piano gracefully.

Audrey breathed a sigh of relief, walked up with a smile on her face, hugged the countess' arm and said:
"May I invite this beautiful lady to my afternoon tea?"

The beautiful Mrs. Caitlin pursed her lips and smiled, and gently stroked Audrey's hair with her hands:

"Sorry, dear little angel, I'm going to be here waiting for your father to finish reading this. You know, once he starts working he can't stop."

"Well, Mom, I hope to have this opportunity tomorrow."

Audrey showed a somewhat disappointed expression, quickly glanced at Mrs. Caitlin's attire, and then exited the study.

Susie was waiting for her outside the door.

They passed a corner as if nothing had happened, and Audrey breathed a sigh of relief and said with a smile:

"My parents are fine, nothing happened."

"Mom's hair just hangs down to her shoulders..."

Audrey's expression suddenly changed.

"Mom...why do you have short hair?"

She quickly looked at Susie, Susie who had never seen Mrs. Caitlin just now: "Susie, do you still remember what your mother looks like?"

Susie immediately comforted her: "Audrey, calm down, I remember your mother has blond hair and blue eyes, and her hair is longer than her shoulder blades."

"But now, I think mom has short, shoulder-length brown hair."

Audrey slowly grasped the corner of her clothes, her tone was a little anxious: "Susie, am I still me?"

TBC
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The performance of the "fraud" of the original thief path is very sad.

What does it have to do with Klein that Antignus wants to commit suicide.What does your defrauding Klein have to do with Antignus and me.

(End of this chapter)