Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"Mr. Evans, here is all the information about the Zigman Party." Norman Fried, old Babbage's butler, stood respectfully in the second-floor corridor, shadows from the overhead lights covering his eyes , which makes this gentleman even more dignified.

Due to work needs, Dunn, who was temporarily living at 27 Hongfengye Street, was assigned a guest room at this time. From the hand of Butler Fried outside the door, he took the documents he handed over and nodded slightly.

"Thank you, I will return these documents to you before dinner today."

Mr. Fried, who has nearly 30 years of work experience, bowed slightly, then straightened his back with a serious expression on his face.

"Thank you for your help. I hope your professional advice can better help Mr. Babbage out of the predicament. After all, these savage plateau people don't care about etiquette and bottom line compared to a well-behaved business field."

Then, without waiting for Dunn to express his stance again, the butler who already had silver temples bowed again and took the initiative to leave Dunn's guest room.

A very professional and loyal waiter... Due to the use of the sealed artifact for a long time, Dunn, whose brain is somewhat empty, closed the door tightly, paced slowly, and took out the silver dagger hidden on his body. Wandering around the house, while spraying spirituality, he was not very skilled in creating a spiritual wall.

After confirming that it was correct, the team leader who had been neglecting ritual magic-related exercises in the past ten years of his Beyonder career took off the black-rimmed glasses that had been on the bridge of his nose, revealing his original appearance.

In just a few seconds, the low hairline receded, the dull red eyes were dyed dark gray, and gradually deepened, and even the tighter corners of the eyes appeared fine wrinkles, indicating aging. Mark of.

He took a few steps back, followed his inertia, and fell straight onto the bed covered with velvet quilt, pressing his hands on the temples on both sides of his head, frowning tightly.

"I should have a good night's sleep last night..."

Dunn, who was aware of his own inadequacy, used the ability of "Nightmare" to probe the dreams of all the residents in the surrounding blocks after setting up his new house yesterday. Strange things happened, worth noting.

The Crazy Ripper and the Rotten Male Corpse, as well as the traces of demonic activity I heard from Mr. Landlord...

Last night, when Dunn finally entered the dream of his landlord, Mr. Summer, he accidentally inquired.

Since yesterday, members suspected of MI9, because of several strange "psychotic contagion incidents" in Hillston District, used "suspecting other countries' forces to destroy the financial industry of Loen" as an excuse to attack several companies in the district. Large corporations have launched surveillance investigations.

Originally, Luke Somer, who worked at Coim, was not qualified to know such news, but because he was a member of the Kingdom Soot Reduction Association, he happened to be participating in the investment meeting of Bavart Bank at the time. Witnessed a sudden psychiatric incident and was therefore investigated by members of MI9.

Because his status was not high and he was not valued by MI9, he used Dunn who sneaked in in the dream last night to easily restore the general scene in the dream, and deduced the truth of the matter through his own knowledge.

"Is Backlund so dangerous recently?"

"Not only Lanvus, who was suspected of having an affair with the real creator, and Ince Zangwill, who was carrying a level 0 sealed item, sneaked into the city, but also demons and curses were dormant in the dark, and Mr. Babbage was involved. This is a dynamite keg, and it is no wonder that the official institutions in the capital could not find a breakthrough." Dunn, who was extremely heavy, picked up the documents scattered on the bed and stared at some speculations about the forces behind the Zigman Party. , fell into contemplation.

In fact, he would become Mr. Babbage's employment target. He borrowed the channel of the Evans family, and through the relevant personnel in Backlund, used the identity of Louis Evans as a forensic scientist to convince Freeze, who was in charge of the interview. Butler De, got this opportunity.

Dunn wanted to make a name for himself, better contact the local power of Backlund, use his strength to search for the whereabouts of his enemies, and get the chance to promote and play the potion.

"After completing this mission, the deposit that can be used is about 2,500 pounds, which is not enough to buy the 'Requiem Master' formula. Or the corresponding materials..." Once in the fight against underground transactions, I had a general understanding of the various sequences of demons. Dunn, the price of medicine and materials, sighed softly, maintaining his original appearance, and slowly fell asleep, making up for the energy that was silently lost under the influence of the Sealed Artifact.

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Backlund Bridge District, Rose Long Street.

Klein, who was wearing a peaked cap that covered the details of his appearance, had already put on a cheap light blue work uniform. He was leaning against the common Intis plane tree nearby, looking at the beige-white buildings in the center of the street. of townhouses.

After a while, his client, Detective Zeriel with a medium build and tawny hair, came from behind him, his right knee turned out, as if he had been hit hard by something.

Inspiration fluctuated, and Klein, who turned around immediately, was slightly surprised. His slightly parted lips folded together, and a faint smile appeared.

"This seems to be an item that is not very easy to handle."

"Where did Ian go, didn't he go in with you?"

Saying that, Klein, who is now playing Sherlock Moriarty, pointed back, his tone frivolous.

"I don't need to tell you all the arrangements, this is not the content of our agreement." Zeriel, who limped to Klein's side, became displeased and vaguely reminded Klein to pay attention to his identity.

He seemed to be enduring some kind of pain. Before he could finish speaking, the muscles on his face twitched uncontrollably. His left hand spasmed and stumbled involuntarily.

"This item can help me avoid some bad things. Of course, the price to pay is also very high." Zeriel's body was shaking a little, and Zeriel suddenly straightened his legs and stood up straight. He was incapacitated, straight and straight to the ground, "We don't have to wait for Ian, we'll go back to the Eastern District now, and wait for the Zigman Party to take action against Nikolai Babbage before we act."

The price of this item is the loss of consciousness in any limb?

Standing aside, Klein, who kneaded his face, didn't say much, glanced at it, and quickly looked away, and then asked the other party's order:

"Isn't Babbage cooperating with the Zigman Party? Why did they attack Babbage?"

"Oh, they kidnapped the youngest son of old Babbage before. Although they didn't succeed in the end, they had no intention of getting the handle, and they also succeeded in making him submit. They took the initiative to contact the Zigman Party with the information they needed." Zeriel, who was in a hired carriage, with his left hand hanging weakly on his side, said in a playful tone, "But it's different now, old Babbage's children have all left Backlund, and he doesn't want to mess with the gang anymore. It is very likely that they will go back on their relationship and hand over those things to the police. Of course, the Zigman Party will not be able to sit still.”

"According to the information I got from the informant, the Zigman Party not only wanted to get rid of the detectives like us who were trying to recover the document, but also planned to directly kill the old Babbage who was out of control to prevent more accidents. "

"Those plateau people are like this. When they encounter a problem, they immediately think of using violence to silence their mouths. There is no new trick at all."

"So we don't have to do it ourselves, just wait for the Zigman Party to get the information back first."

"You can rest assured that old Babbage is not a person who will sit still. He should have contacted the police or hired his own bodyguards and consultants."

Sophisticated instruments, violent snatch, kidnapping, this may really be related to the difference engine... Klein, who seemed to be indifferent about it, shrugged, but he actually wrote down what Zeriel mentioned just now All the information secretly searched for loopholes in his employer's words.

What he said about the lost document earlier should be just a rhetoric. This document may not belong to the other party on the bright side. In fact, they are all thirsty for the value contained in this document, not really making this machine. 's owner.

"If it's really the difference engine I guessed, it's not uncommon even if the military intervenes in the end..." Klein, who suddenly realized that he seemed to be involved in a big trouble, raised his brows. Turning his head to the side, what he wanted to say was stuck in his throat, and he hesitated a few times.

"I think I need to go to the bathroom."

"Washroom?" Zeriel, who was closing his eyes in repose, opened his eyes and looked at Klein beside him alertly. There seemed to be lightning in his dark blue eyes, "Are you going to the bathroom now?"

Klein, who was suspected by his employer, did not panic, but showed a bit of awkwardness at the right time, "difficult to speak" and said:

"Some props will always bring us some hard-to-prevent effects."

As he spoke, he turned his head to the side, indicating that there was still a driver in front of him, so as not to cause unnecessary trouble, he looked calm and took the initiative to say:

"We signed a contract. You know that I am most afraid of the 'sun' and will not break the contract."

Doubtful Zeriel stared at Klein for a few seconds, and with his still movable right hand, escaped a primitive coin from his jacket pocket and threw it upwards familiarly.

when!

The coin spun in the air and returned to Zeril's hands safely.

front!

"We'll talk about it later in the Eastern District." Zeriel, who confirmed that he was not in danger through divination, withdrew his gaze, leaned back, and closed his eyes.

The Sealed Artifact corresponding to the "Psychic" gave me only some vague aura, he would not exceed Sequence Seven at most, not to mention that I also performed divination... As a professional "weapon master" ”, the tall and tall Zeriel is confident to subdue the bounty hunter he hired.

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"...Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun."

In a simple room in the East District, Klein took four steps backwards in the temporary spiritual wall, and the black mark on the back of his hand was slightly hot.

Under the wrapping of spirituality, roaring and raving stimulated his brain, and the gray and thin mist gradually spread.

In the thick gray fog of dense color blocks, Klein's rapidly rising spiritual body suddenly felt a tingling pain, and a warm light group was pulled out abruptly, and after a few struggles, it dissipated instantly.

Following the crimson in front of him, Klein sat at the head of the familiar long bronze table again, and unexpectedly saw the "secret" reading quietly across from him.

"Good night." The **** with the face of an elf was reading a book with Feysac on the cover, and said hello without raising his head.

Weasel wishes you New Year's greetings... For some reason, Klein suddenly remembered a saying in his hometown, muttered, took off the citrine pendant tied to his wrist, and started divination.

"There is a huge danger behind the events that Detective Zeriel is involved in."

"There is a huge danger behind the events that Detective Zeriel is involved in."

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"There is a huge danger behind the events that Detective Zeriel is involved in."

After repeating the seven sides, the pendulum suspended by the silver chain slowly began to rotate, and then turned faster and faster in the clockwise direction, without showing any signs of stopping.

Dangerous, and extremely dangerous!

When I climbed the gray fog just now, the power hidden in the spirit body and planted by the contract has dissipated. Maybe I can just run away and start over with a different identity?

There may be a higher-level existence behind this incident, or a great secret is hidden. The divination I performed in the bar only showed that there is a certain danger, but it is still within the acceptable range, how is it like now?

"Divination is never omnipotent. This should be the basic principle that every 'divine expert' should pay attention to." Suddenly, a peaceful voice interrupted Klein's gradually turning to running, attracting his attention.

I don't know when, "Mystery", who was immersed in the book, was propping his chin. UU reading www.uukanshu.com boredly stared at Klein opposite the long table, his black eyes turned with the citrine that was still swaying. One turn.

"This is a great opportunity, and I have a hunch that this incident can help you go further on the road of revenge."

"But the danger is great. From the divination, I can't see hope." Klein wrapped the citrine back around his wrist and replied rationally.

The "secret" who was refuted sighed, and put on a tone of treating juniors. He sat upright on the long table, the cuffs of the wide robe slipped and stacked on the crook of his arms, and the pale forearms were smooth and clean. .

"As I said just now, divination is not omnipotent, and some existences that are higher than the fortune-tellers will affect the results of the fortune-telling."

"Just like the divination you did at the beginning, it is likely that the real results could not be obtained because of insufficient prerequisites, or the participation of demigods after this competition."

"But on the gray fog, I can use the personality of the gray fog, and the results of the divination should not be affected." Klein, who was preached by "Mystery" in the tone of an elder, instinctively repulsed, frowned slightly, and used His own experience countered.

In order to prove to his half-body, Klein even recalled his own achievements in divination Mr. Azik, Ince Zangwill, and even the Eternal Blazing Sun, and prepared to give an example.

"Ah."

"Mystery", who was sitting at the bottom of the long table, raised the corners of his mouth and grabbed a coin with an asymmetrical pattern from the air. His voice was calm and mellow:

"Then your revenge is to kill a demigod who carries a level 0 sealed item. This is far from being described as dangerous for you. If the divination results, you should only get the ending of death."

"This, do you want to escape too?"