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

Chapter 221 Latent and Salvation

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Amon suppressed the strange emotions in his heart, and replied in a deep voice:

"I don't understand you."

Why does he know that I am a thief who is good at deceiving, a wild Extraordinary hiding in the library with an anonymity, knowing that the Extraordinary events that happened in the city are closely related to me, and why he chooses to believe me, a fraudster?
Could it be that this storm believer just looks smart?

In fact, in a different arrogant way, is he a nerd who is as good as a teacher as a knowledge believer?
Luermi, who is as gentle and refined as the old professor, was not angry at being rejected, and explained very patiently:

"Mr. Green, maybe you don't know what you have done in the past three months."

Amon pointed out unceremoniously:
"You mean that I have been lurking in Storn with a false identity?"

"No." Luermi smiled, "During your work, the municipal library, which has been plagued by repeated theft, reselling and piracy, has not had a single theft case, and the theft and robbery incidents in the northern urban area have also decreased sharply. .”

"...?" Amon didn't think that he could be considered as a contribution to the city's law and order by taking advantage of others, but after thinking about it carefully, it seems to be somewhat reasonable.

This old guy is really weird (Amon didn't realize that he was an old guy), and wanted to use this method to give himself money?Want to convince him to help the Church of Storms resettle civilians?
This is a bit whimsical.

Amon squeezed his right eye socket, imagining a monocle hanging there, noncommittal, waiting for the next step.

He looked around casually, and unexpectedly found that the big golden retriever dog was listening quite seriously, sitting on the ground and looking at him and Luermi seriously, with the light of wisdom shining in his eyes.

Amon frowned, feeling that this dog was not simple.

Luermi didn't notice the expression of the golden retriever dog, and he didn't classify animals into the group. Seeing that Amon didn't respond, he threw out another set of information:
"According to the reactions of your colleagues, you like to read some myths and anecdotes in your spare time, and you also like to explore history."

"Well, once I wanted to find a rare copy in the library, and you found it for me."

"You have pretty normal general hobbies, like trinkets, certain flavors of food."

"You have come to Storn incognito for nearly three months. You have not tried to steal sealed items, caused trouble, harmed innocent people, or done anything that endangered the safety of the church and residents."

"Based on these reasons, why can't I consider you a trustworthy Extraordinary?"

You say that I steal things as maintaining the city’s law and order and cleaning up criminals. I don’t want to contact the church for fear of causing trouble and worrying about my identity being exposed. You say that I am orderly and kind... Although what you say makes sense, you just want to arrest me and help you... ...But this matter should be handled by me in the first place, and it is not impossible for you to take the initiative to help me share some troubles... Amon covered his eyes with the movement of pinching his eye sockets, and muttered in his heart.

The old fox was completely convinced of him, praised him with every word, and praised him a little bit.

There are such storm believers in the world?This is unreasonable!
Then, he noticed one thing.

Lulmi thinks he "has only been in Storn for almost three months".

But the Amon before him has been here, living as Green Ellis for a long time.

...Could it be because he still showed some characteristics that did not match Amon, such as picky eaters, changed his reading habits, and changed some dressing habits. These subtle differences caused the Storm Bishop to think that he had just passed away more than two months ago come here?
Amon frowned, trying to control the corners of his mouth that rose.

This Storm Bishop only has Sequence 4, which is lower than him, and will not cause fatal danger to himself, but it makes him feel like he is being watched by the old fox.

And in fact, he was very happy to hear these words, because it meant that he was becoming more and more unsuccessful in being Amon, but he was getting more and more successful in being himself.

"You are simply an outlier among the storm bishops."

Amon, who was a little happy to be praised, said unforgivingly: "It's like a reader who has gone the wrong way."

Amon just said something casually, but Luermi was quite touched by this sentence.

"When I was young, I read too many miscellaneous books, so that I said outrageous words like 'man is born free'. I also went to study in Lemburg and regarded the pursuit of knowledge and truth as my lifelong pursuit, but dozens of people who studied in Lemburg This year does not satisfy me, but rather disappoints me."

"The Church of Knowledge pays too much attention to 'knowledge' itself. They collect and disseminate knowledge. The graduates of Lemburg University are all-rounders in language, art, architecture, craftsmanship and even cooking, and they learn with an open mind and never stop learning. "

"However, such all-rounders often stay in the category of 'existing knowledge' and rarely take new directions."

"For example, the philosophy of demonstrating man and nature is an unpopular major."

Luermi shrugged and complained to Amon like a young man:

"Philosophy is used to explain God, to explain the relationship between man and God, even if it is the relationship between man and the natural world, these topics often involve gods."

"I am pursuing a philosophy of the relationship between man and the natural world, which is almost non-existent. My professor was an old man. When I became his student, he asked me 'what can I bring to philosophy', and five years later I completed it. During my Ph.D. I brought a new discipline to philosophy."

Amon couldn't help laughing.

The golden retriever just sneezed too.

They looked at each other at the same time.

The golden retriever stuck out its tongue, and Amon frowned again.

"Your point of view is that you are born free, why do you want to become a demigod when you are born free?" Amon asked.

Luermi smiled and sighed: "I didn't choose to become a demigod."

"It was God who chose my fate."

After saying this, the old bishop stopped discussing his study and life nearly a hundred years ago. He naturally brought the topic back to the beginning, and sincerely and politely hoped that Amon could settle the people of Stoun well. .

Amon did not refuse this time and did not speak.

After Luermi stepped on the wind and dark clouds and left, the golden retriever dog looked at the direction he was leaving, turned around and started running.

Amon suddenly stole the distance, and the golden retriever who ran four or five meters suddenly returned to the original place.

"Since just now, I feel that something is wrong with you."

Amon said: "The spiritual brilliance of your astral body is very unstable, but it is far beyond the standard of ordinary animals. You are an extraordinary creature."

The golden retriever dog still tilted its head, looking at Amon without knowing why, as if the light of wisdom before was Amon's illusion.

Amon reached out and grabbed it.

He stole some memories from the golden retriever.

The name of the golden retriever is Susie. It is a hound born in a hunting field, but because of its inappropriate breed and poor physique, it was trained as a domestic dog with hunting ability.The hunting ground was for dignitaries and it was sold as a gift of hounds to an earl's daughter.

The dog's memory is simple, eating, sleeping, playing and being with the owner, it has been like this for several years, no extraordinary parts are involved.

Amon glanced at the memory roughly, looked at it again, and shouted: "Susie?"

Susie reacted to the name, began to observe Amon, and sniffed him closely, as if to compare and confirm the identity of the stranger in front of her.Although there is a response, the IQ shown is still within the range of normal dogs.

"Did you do memory sealing or hypnosis before coming here?"

Did someone help or did it do it by itself?This is currently unconfirmed...

Amon doesn't have much interest in it and the Beyonder behind it. If the Beyonder behind the scenes is strong enough, he can escape by himself, instead of borrowing a Beyonder animal that is not within the range of influence to transmit the message.

Suddenly, a strange memory caught Amon's attention. An abnormal picture flashed by during high-speed reading. Amon immediately pulled the progress bar back and slowed down the speed again.

This memory appeared when Susie was running away. It passed a corner of a certain street and smelled a strange smell.

It approached the shadow in the corner, and saw several strange doctors and a pile of rotten flesh among them.

Amon looked at the memory of these few seconds again, carefully observed those indescribable things, and his expression changed from relaxed to dignified.

"That's my mirror." He recognized the only circular reflective surface in the dim "lens."

Still hiding in that thief's body?

Did you ignite the gas and explode it on purpose for me to see?Just to give me the illusion that it has escaped?
Well, it's very possible...

The key puzzle was finally found, and Amon understood everything in an instant.

It will not predict in advance that a extraordinary dog ​​will find it. The scene at that time is very likely to be real. It first let me know about the place of Hall Castle, which made me suspect that it might be hiding there.

Then he blew up his carrier in front of me, and asked me to exclude its carrier directly.The obstacles and accidents on the road made me believe that it was hiding in Hall Castle, but in fact it had already escaped its shell (from the ancient dictionary) and disappeared from my sight.

If I did go to Hall Hall, I would surely be plotted against.

The corners of Amon's mouth raised slightly. If it was an ordinary Extraordinary who only found out that he had been deceived again, he would definitely panic or lose his temper, but he didn't have such emotions at all, and even felt a little subtle.

Because of its current plan...

Almost at the beginning, I dealt with it with the "conspiracy" charm that Medici kindly gave me.

When it was alive, it was definitely not so cunning and lacked vigilance. It would only do some simple vicious deceptions, otherwise it would not be killed by itself because it underestimated the enemy.But after it died, it not only became cautious immediately, but also seemed to have improved its IQ. It used this trick so vividly that Amon didn't react for a while.

And Amon is still judging according to its ability in life, no doubt it has also fallen into the trap of "fraud".

"It's amazing. My plan at the time didn't have such a trick as the golden cicada's escape. Failure and death can really change a person."

"So it's still outside, what exactly is it trying to do?"

Amon suddenly had a flash of inspiration.

He squatted down and approached the big golden retriever dog who was still walking in front of him, and while stroking the top of the other's head in a close relationship, he took out snacks and jerky from his pocket, and asked very familiarly:

"You can still smell that rotten flesh?"

The big golden retriever sniffed the jerky in Amon's palm, and looked away in disgust.

It usually eats a bag of pet snacks worth tens of pounds, and it is not interested in the ordinary snacks in Amon's hands.

After stealing such an idea, the smile on Amon's face suddenly became perfunctory. He deceived Susie's senses and made the other party believe that what he was holding in his hand was her favorite dog biscuit.

"After eating, help me find out where that strange person is hiding."

Susie seemed to understand this sentence. It ate Amon's bribe, then stood up, and kept sniffing and sniffing on the ground.

It walked forward while sniffing, sniffing the pedestrians standing there stiffly, and then walked all the way to the depths of the crowd, Amon followed, and let the people along the road separate one by one.

After walking for a while, Susie stopped and began to look around.

"It's hiding nearby? Just hiding in the crowd?"

Amon looked at the people on the third floor and the third floor around him, and was a little surprised: "What exactly does it want to do?"

At this moment, even without Susie, Amon could still hear a faint footstep.

This sound of footsteps was the only sound in the entire quiet urban area. It was light and heavy, as if a person with handicapped legs was walking.

Amon raised his vigilance, his face changed slightly, and he retreated behind Susie: "You are a hound, go and have a look."

But Susie stood still, and even looked back at him, as if asking "Why don't you go".

The sky gradually became overcast, and the wind and clouds seemed to be gathering in the direction outside the city. Amon rubbed his arms, regretting that he didn't bring his coat.

However, the moment he was distracted, the people around him suddenly shook, and countless pairs of eyes looked at Amon.

"My identity has been overwritten?" Amon was surprised, "No, it's invalid..."

In the next second, an unpleasant smell of rotting flesh appeared beside Amon, and a gloomy breath approached his back.

At this moment, his spiritual perception suddenly outlined a picture——

A twisted and terrifying figure stood behind him.

This person was pieced together after being broken, and his whole body was stitched together with transparent fishing thread.His body twisted, viscous and degenerated blood and broken flesh kept falling, as if there were [-]-linked worm phantoms wriggling in the cracks of its body, and the head was even more frightening.

The corpse has no face, and a mirror is embedded in the flesh where the face would be.

There was nothing on the mirror, but when it was facing the back of Amon's head, it reflected Amon's face!
For a moment, this faceless corpse seemed to have an identity and could interact with reality.

The "it" in the mirror had a gloomy expression, distorted out of control, and whispered to Amon:

"Give my life and identity..."

"give me back……!"

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"What a coincidence, the clouds covered the sun in just a few minutes."

On the balcony of Hall Castle's greenhouse garden, "Hibert" looked at the gradually gloomy sky outside, and said with some disappointment: "However, the weather is much better than Backlund's."

Audrey drank the specialty tea from the family territory, and said with a nonchalant smile:
"If it was in Backlund, the flowers in the castle wouldn't grow so well. Our garden is getting more and more beautiful, and I'm starting to think about whether to hire another gardener."

"Of course, Audrey, but too many people will make the castle messy, as if our library has not been sorted out." "Hibert" said, "But the local gardeners may have better skills, If you think it's necessary."

Audrey pursed her lips and smiled: "I will go and tell my mother."

"Ah."

But the next moment.

The clouds gradually gathered, and the sky became darker and darker. It was clearly the time for afternoon tea, but it was already infinitely close to night.

"Is it going to rain?"

Audrey had some expectations in her heart: "Or is it that the people from Church of the Storms are here?"

She thought of the mirrors placed all over the castle, and was a little worried.Seeing that "Hibert" suddenly became a little absent-minded, Audrey took advantage of the situation to stand up and said tentatively:

"I want to get a handkerchief from the room."

"Hibert" nodded disapprovingly, his eyes were still staring at the clouds gathered outside the window, and some unpleasant emotions faintly appeared on his body.

"He" was angry... Audrey quickly left the balcony and entered the corridor of the castle. Mirrors were placed everywhere, and the figures of the servants passing by were reflected on the mirrors.

She instinctively felt that it might not be a good thing to be photographed, but she was also worried that deliberately avoiding the mirror would attract the attention of "them". own face.

Anyway, as long as she was still "Audrey Hall", the servants would not notice no matter what she changed into!
She walked up the stairs with this strange face on her face, carefully observing the situation along the way.

When she entered the corner, she suddenly saw an old gentleman wearing the robes of the storm bishop floating outside the window of the corner platform.

The old gentleman saw her too.

Audrey's changed face suddenly began to distort uncontrollably, the disguised face disappeared, the "lie" failed, and she changed back to her true face.

After seeing her true appearance, Bishop Storm finally showed a smile on his serious face. He moved closer and comforted her:
"You should be Miss Audrey Hall. The Hall family are believers of the goddess."

"I saw the news you sent through your pet dog, please don't worry, the Church of Evernight is already preparing for action, but I can take you out first."

"Can you talk to me and tell me how you discovered these anomalies?"

Audrey blinked, and after confirming that she was not mistaken, her heart that had been hanging was finally relieved.

She praised Susie repeatedly in her heart, and smiled sincerely:

"Of course, sir, it is my pleasure."

TBC
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I got my driver's license, Jiageng, don't worry, I'm writing, and I will definitely finish it tonight. (haggard)

(You can even watch me write horror flicks in Mysterious Fans)

Jia Geng finished writing this dungeon and then went to work on Ourorius and Klein to end the sea scroll...

(End of this chapter)