The time after pleasure will always become a bit nihilistic, and it is the same now. Boluogo looked ahead expressionlessly, praying in his heart that no mounted police would come to check the driver's license. Palmer, who was lying on the passenger side, raised his head.
, exuding the smell of alcohol.
"Speaking of which, it's surprising that you can actually recognize Church."
Palmer suddenly raised his head and said drunkenly. He was trying to find a topic. He didn't like this silent atmosphere.
"What's wrong?"
Borrowgo asked, sounding like he was something to be proud of in being able to recognize Church.
It was indeed something to be proud of. When Palmer noticed this, he wanted to ask Bologo, but only then did he have time.
"He is a faceless man, literally. Very few people can remember his appearance, and I am one of them," Palmer said. "After all, I was his partner."
"I don't understand a bit...Is this related to his secret power?"
The car stopped at a red light. Bologna didn't like waiting, so he and Palmer chatted wordlessly to pass the time.
"Absolutely. You can understand that he can switch different faces for himself. Although he has no fighting power, he is more cunning. Maybe at some point, the closest person around you will be replaced by Church."
Palmer was drunk and said random things.
"So how did you determine his identity? It couldn't be something like intuition, right?"
"Um……"
Boluogo thought seriously, recalling things related to Church in his mind.
Palmer told himself many things related to Church. For example, Church had been secretly in love with the flower shop girl named Afia. He also met Afia in the bar and helped her solve some troubles.
Then I recalled Church's face. I remember that when I first saw him, he looked like an ordinary person. So ordinary that if you didn't pay more attention, you would forget Church's appearance in the blink of an eye.
The same is true when we meet again today. Church still looks ordinary, but what is certain is that even if it is ordinary, it is different from the appearance in his memory.
It was so strange that Bologg recognized Church at first sight. He pondered until the red light turned green, and Bologg thought about it.
"Probably...his eyes."
"Eyes?" A look of surprise appeared on Palmer's face, but when he thought it was Bologg, he felt it was reasonable, "Continue."
Boluogo said, "His appearance was changing, but his eyes remained the same. I recognized his identity from those eyes."
"You're really professional. Yes, this is the fatal point of the Faceless Man Church," Palmer said, his tone a little disappointed, "I made this fatal point. Sometimes I still
I feel quite sorry for him."
Bologna looked at Palmer with a surprised look on his face. It seemed that Church's eyes were related to Palmer. Bologna wanted to hear Palmer continue talking, but Palmer fell silent and said nothing.
hair.
"Having half words is not enough."
Borlog asked, hating that he was half-speaking.
Colorful lights shone from the car window, bathing Palmer's profile in complex colors.
"I have wanted to introduce Church to you before, but there has never been a good opportunity," Palmer muttered, hesitating, "After all, I don't have many friends in the Bureau of Order, and Church is
one."
Borrogo asked, "So what's going on between you two?"
"The incident when I became a debtor, Church was there at the time, and we have been partners since then," Palmer squinted, trying to recall the bad past, "The situation at that time was very complicated, and there were enemies everywhere.
He and I have limited power, and if nothing happens, we will soon be overwhelmed by the enemies."
"Coincidentally, it happened to be the Sacrifice Ceremony of the Orangutan Sect at that time. Countless Holy Spirits were wailing in pain on the altar. Under the altar, a few of us were killing everyone.
Maybe I was having a seizure at the time, or maybe I was in a desperate situation. It was better to try all the possibilities, so I told Church my plan."
Palmer fell silent. Bologg knew what happened next. Palmer rushed to the altar and took away the rewards that the Orangutan Sect should have received after making sacrifices. Palmer also looked directly at
The scarlet disordered being made a blood contract with her and became one of the debtors.
Palmer whispered, "The narrative afterwards always sounds quite relaxing..."
"But the situation at that time was so dangerous that only the person involved could understand it."
Boluogo continued what Palmer said. He understood what Palmer meant. Palmer had also asked him about the content of the Scorched Earth Wrath before. He was very curious about the war that burned the nations.
If Bologg was asked to speak carefully, he could talk for a month, but when the words came to his mouth, Bologg would just pass them by in one stroke.
"In order to buy me time, Church blocked the enemy for me, and then his eyeball was injured and one of his eyes was blind," Palmer said calmly. "His left eye is an alchemy eyeball. It looks just like the real thing, but
His secret power could not change the false eye, and from then on, the Faceless Man became traceable."
This is why Boluogo can recognize Church from his eyes. No matter how his appearance changes, Church's eyes remain unchanged.
Boluogo said, "It's nothing. Without these sacrifices, you would have died at the ceremony."
"I think it's the same, so I don't feel much guilt. At most, I feel a little sad when I see the prosthetic eye." Palmer said carelessly.
"I always thought your relationship with Church wasn't very good."
"No, that's just the way we get along. We say bad things about each other. When we get angry, he will act like Wo Xilin and scold me... Damn it, I shouldn't have shown him Wo Xilin's
photo."
Palmer suddenly stopped in the middle of cursing and said quietly, "But sometimes when I see Vosilin's appearance, I think it's pretty good."
"Stop, Palmer, your thoughts are getting weird!"
Burlogo slammed on the brakes, parked the car on the side of the road, and yelled at Palmer.
That's not Vosilin, it's just a false illusion. If you miss your fiancée so much, how about we set off tomorrow!
Burlogo screamed in his heart. This kind of weird thing makes people feel absurd, but when it is related to Palmer, it becomes reasonable.
Palmer didn't pay attention to Boluogo's words. He was really drunk and didn't even realize what he had just said.
"So how did you break up later? Was it really just because you were so unlucky?"
After calming down the atmosphere for a while,
Burlogo continued to ask. After listening to Palmer's words, he suddenly realized that his partner was not just a silly idiot. He also had his own past and unknown stories.
It's just that this guy's luck is so bad that it's hard for people to focus on anything other than luck.
Palmer said, "Later? Later, I took the initiative to apply for separation."
Burlogo said unexpectedly, "I always thought it was Church who proposed to break up the gang."
"It's not that I proposed to break up the team... Luck is a very vague thing. Sometimes you can attribute all good things to good luck and all unlucky things to bad luck, but blindly believing in these things is a bit too blind.
.
After I became a debtor, our work went smoothly at first, but soon more and more problems arose in our work..."
Palmer paused, then suddenly turned his head to look at Boluogo.
"I've always felt that my gifts have a dynamic balance."
"you mean?"
“When I get carried away with luck, it rains down the punishment of misfortune, and when I’m desperate, it gives me a glimmer of hope, like a bad waterboarding.
This sounds good, even if it is a bit annoying, but it can indeed ensure my own survival, but the people around me are different, they will fall into the same danger as me, and they will not have the protection of luck. "
Palmer sighed as he spoke. This guy was alone in the Bureau of Order. To a large extent due to this bad luck, Palmer could only protect himself, but was unable to take care of others.
"In the subsequent work, because of my gift, Church suffered many unnecessary injuries and almost died. I think it's time to separate. If we get together with him again, I might really kill Church."
died.
Church was very angry when I proposed to terminate our partnership, but the impact of the gift is an irrefutable reality. Then the Crow's Nest also approved my application. Since then, the relationship between me and him has become somewhat tense.
It’s relaxed a lot.”
Palmer put down his seat and lay down.
Boluogo looked ahead. It was already dark and the car was driving through the empty streets.
Boluogo felt a little surprised. He didn't expect that a heartless guy like Palmer could have such a caring side. Maybe he was like this, but his usual silly cheerfulness covered up too many of his bright spots.
.
Then Palmer slowly raised his hand and gave Burlogo a thumbs up.
While Bologo was confused, Palmer yelled with a mouth full of alcohol.
"The undead are so awesome! Now I can finally let myself go!"
Burlogo hit the brakes and Palmer hit the windshield.