The Asylum of All Worlds

Chapter 438 Make More Friends

From a certain point of view, Professor Moriarty is no different from a child.

He has a strong curiosity about everything, he likes novelty and excitement, and at the same time, he also has a fanatical 'acceptance' attitude towards anything he doesn't understand.

But unfortunately, according to his wisdom, in the short period of 30 years, there is nothing that can make him interested again.

He has tried to delve into engineering, art, physics, and other subjects, and in fact, he has indeed delved to a very deep level. Do you know why he holds the position of "Professor of Mathematics" in the university? It is because, It seems that the only thing that interests him now is mathematics.

Oh, and during the teaching period, he also occasionally engages in a side job of criminal consulting. After all, after the boring work, he must have some entertainment to relax himself, doesn't he?

But after he has been in contact with so many circles, the only subject he has not touched is 'theology'. This is not to say that he is afraid to try it, but because, Moriarty knows, 'theology' Unlike 'philosophy', philosophy can at least explain things from an objective or idealistic point of view, while 'theology' is mostly illusory second-rate stories.

Well, it’s already a face-saving thing to say so, according to his inner words, ‘theology’ is something that the bugs under the feudal rule made to deceive those who are not very smart in order to make their butts sit more stable. It's just rhetoric about the underlying power of Lingguang.After all, if you want the sedan chair to sit safely, then the people who carry the sedan chair must have fear and longing, and when there are more people carrying the sedan chair, it will gradually become a religion. As for those who do not want to integrate into religion, the current society is fine. , put before, all were classified as 'heretics' and pushed to the gallows.

Therefore, Moriarty's research on theology is limited to the level of 'how to keep the pope in the dark so that he can plant a bomb in his home'.

But since Moriarty met people like Ziliang, his worldview has collapsed.

Oh, no, Moriarty's world view is not so easy to collapse, it has just been supplemented, because he found that those 'theological' things don't seem to be all nonsense, in this world, it seems There really was some area he didn't quite understand, waiting to be explored.

For a person who can only find a little fun between numbers and bombing the presidential office, this is simply the most exciting thing. That's why he took the initiative to join Ziliang's team.

During this time, Moriarty devoted almost all of his enthusiasm to the reading of 'occultism' and legend books.

As for the "Hell" in his hand at this moment... Well, let's put it this way, according to Moriarty's ability, after seeing the news about the theft of the Louvre, he has almost guessed which stock it is. The power is messed up. Although the planes and times are different, the rules of the big crime families in France have not changed for hundreds of years.

So, a few days ago, Moriarty used the excuse of going out to relax, spent an hour outside, made a few phone calls, and managed to get in touch with one of the largest underground families in London in this era. Then, in a tea house, Based on the list of law enforcement officers in the police station for the past three years, as well as some civilian accounts, Moriarty easily helped the other party get a lot of money. Of course, he also speculated that the British government and the royal family will meet next month. During the handover, there will be a huge transfer of property, and this money is now secretly stored in an underground vault of a bank.

And for Moriarty, robbing a bank was simply too easy.

This series of operations easily got the underground family firmly involved. As for the reward, Moriarty said that he only wanted one book, and this book should be in the French Democracy Fund. Party hands.

As for the negotiation between the two parties, Moriarty doesn't have to worry about it anymore. Anyway, he spent two days of walking and relaxing, a total of about four or five hours, and successfully airlifted a book from France to his own hands. inside.

The sunlight outside the window was not too glaring, and Moriarty closed the "Hell" comfortably, and drank a cup of afternoon tea contentedly.

"Hell. It looks interesting." He said with a smile.

Meanwhile, on the streets of London.

In this season, even if it is not cloudy, the city always carries the lingering dampness. Constantine walks on the wet street alone.

"[The First Fallen]. [The First Fallen]." He kept muttering, if the balance of hell is broken and there is only one "king" left there, then John can think about it with his ass I know, that 'king' must be [The First Fallen].

That is a powerful guy, but at the same time, he is also a guy with a lot of self-esteem, or in other words, a guy with a very small mind.

And myself, many years ago, used a glass of wine mixed with holy water to discredit him, and became the laughing stock of the whole hell, the kind that can be laughed for centuries.

Hmm. Now with the fart from his buttocks, he can imagine that if he falls into his hands, the treatment he will receive will not only be as wonderful as mating with a stallion.

Therefore, John certainly couldn't sit still and wait for death, but unfortunately, he calculated that almost all the friends he could help had died.

"How can this be good?"

With a bitter face, John walked to the door of the 'British Library' without knowing it.

This library was almost the largest library in Europe at that time, and at the same time, it was also the most prominent gathering place for Christians in London at that time.

You may not believe it, but a quarter of the library stores books about religion. Every day, there are many pilgrims who want to pay homage to the sacred books. There are even many books in the library. warning room.

John smiled as he watched the unpleasant reciting voice faintly coming from the gaps in the buildings.

Although my friends died, were injured, and broke up, but... this does not mean that I will move out and not help.

This is an extraordinary period, and in an extraordinary period, you have to make some 'extraordinary' friends.

John smiled, lit a cigarette, and walked towards the interior of the British Library.

(End of this chapter)