"So, this Dr. Dust suddenly attacked you when you were about to separate?" Leonard pulled the two buttons of his collar and looked down at Dust's body.
Klein stood beside him and said calmly:
"Yes, I have completed the corresponding channeling, and he was hypnotized."
Dunn carefully wrapped a blood-stained gold coin on Dust's body, and while sealing it, he asked:
"What information did you get after channeling Dust?"
Because Fry was in charge of Channis Gate today, Dunn Smith could only complete the relevant autopsy work in his place.
Klein raised his right hand, rubbed his slightly aching forehead, and said slowly:
"While he was not completely dissipated, I divined everything about psychological alchemy that he would hide."
Taking this opportunity, Klein explained in detail to Dunn and Leonard everything he had learned from Dust's spirit, as well as some details he had concealed from the captain.
At the end, he considered:
"I think we should seize this opportunity. At least from the results of my channeling, Hood Eugen should not have been taken away from Tingen by the Psychological Alchemy Society. This is our last chance."
Dunn nodded solemnly. Just when he was about to speak, he seemed to have thought of something. He glanced at Dast's body subconsciously, frowned gradually, and said in a low voice:
"This matter was reported to the Holy Church in advance. According to the information provided by the Holy Church, the Sequence 7 'psychiatrist' of the 'spectator' should not have the ability to directly make people lose control."
Does it mean that what Dast said about the Psychological Alchemist Society sending another "psychiatrist" might just be a lie to him?
The man whose legs were suspected of being paralyzed who modified his memory might be one of the more powerful Beyonders of the Psychological Alchemy Society, or perhaps one of their higher-ups?
Klein asked thoughtfully:
"Captain, are you worried that there are powerful Beyonders from the Psychological Alchemy Society hidden in the madhouse, guarding Hood Ogen at all times?"
"It is also possible that they are some less important members of the Psychological Alchemy Society, subordinates of that powerful Extraordinary. After all, an Extraordinary who can secretly implant the 'Mind Demon Seed' in people's consciousness cannot be so idle just for the sake of
Isn't it too long to stay with a Nighthawks team with the highest sequence seven?" Leonard, who had been combing his messy hair sideways just now, said with a smile on his lips.
"Mind Demon Seed?" Klein, who had been staring down at the white handkerchief covering Dust's head, raised his head after hearing this proper term and looked at Leonard Mi with green eyes.
Chel asked with a puzzled face.
Dunn Smith, whose hairline receded slightly, also moved his gaze. Leonard was stunned for a second or two, as if he remembered something, smiled coquettishly, and explained casually:
"This is mentioned in a novel, the early "Severus Potter" written by Emperor Roselle. Isn't the curse called 'Mind Demon Seed' in it similar to this one?"
Klein, who was slightly skeptical at first, couldn't help but twitch the corners of his mouth. The older Dunn nodded in understanding, then moved his gaze back to Dust's body, and restrained himself.
Other parts of the body related to extraordinary elements.
Severus Potter, I remember isn’t Harry Potter’s son named Albus Severus Potter?
Good guy, Emperor, this is a tribute from a fan from two different worlds. No, it could also be a pirated version with a different name... Klein cursed in his heart.
Leonard, who was secretly relieved, looked at Klein's thoughtful look, smiled casually, and pretended to be curious as Dunn asked:
"Captain, the blood-stained gold coins and these protein-colored scales you just took from Dast's body, are these derivatives of the death of the Beyonder?"
Dunn, who was skillfully picking off the scales from Dust's body, stopped what he was doing, and after two seconds of silence, he replied in a deep voice:
"Yes, but what is produced by the out-of-control Extraordinary is no different from the remaining parts of the monster that cannot be used as the main ingredients of the potion. As for the gold coin, it is considered a sealed object produced after Dast's death.
"
Then he quickly removed the last two protein-colored scales on Dust's body, stood up straight, faced his two team members and said:
"Leonard returned to the company first and integrated all the information obtained by Klein's channeling just now, as well as the information obtained from previous exchanges with informants, and reported it to the Holy Church. Klein and I are currently observing near the lunatic asylum to prevent psychological alchemy.
I'll take the opportunity to send Hood O'Gan away tonight."
Leonard said seriously:
"clear."
Then he turned around and walked slowly towards the door of the small shooting range, as if waiting for something.
"Wait a minute." Dunn thought for a second or two and said, "You indicate in it that I approved Klein's action of contacting the informant."
Leonard turned his head away slightly and responded with a smile:
"OK."
Then he took a few steps slowly, and after making sure that Dunn had forgotten nothing, he quickened his pace and walked out of the small shooting range.
Klein looked at the wooden door that had been opened by Leonard and had black bullet marks, and asked Dunn Smith with some confusion:
"Captain, why don't you take Leonard, who is more familiar with similar situations, to monitor the movements of the asylum?"
Dunn nodded slightly, motioned for Klein to follow him, and explained as he walked out of the No. 3 small shooting range:
"You have enough coping ability after being promoted to Sequence Eight, and Leonard and I have too many overlapping abilities. I need a helper who can do divination and ritual magic cubes."
When Dunn and Klein walked to the lobby of the shooting club, Dunn took a few steps quickly and approached several officers from Tinn Police Station who had come with them before and were waiting in the lobby, and whispered a few words.
Then he returned to Klein and explained to himself:
"People from the police station will be responsible for collecting Dast's body, and they will also take over the subsequent comfort work for Dast's family."
Klein opened his mouth but said nothing. He tightly grasped the black silver-inlaid cane in his hand and walked out of the shooting club door with Dunn beside him.
At Dunn's suggestion, Klein and Dunn got into a hired carriage on the street, left the shooting club in the center of Tingen, and came to the relatively remote Greenhull Lunatic Asylum.
Two night watchers in black coats lurked in the shadows of the brown-gray three-story building of the asylum, clinging to the very rough, undulating walls.
The crimson moonlight could not pass through the frosted glass windows of the asylum with barbed wire. After reflection, it formed a sharp contrast with the dim yellow light emitted by the few street lamps on the roadside. It blended with each other on the ground, adding to the terrifying silence of this place.
A touch of weird horror.
Klein leaned his back against the wall that made him feel uncomfortable, and carefully leaned forward, trying to prevent the coat behind him from coming into close contact with the rough wall. He looked up at the window where no light came through, and lowered his voice to
Dunn said:
"Captain, don't we try to visit Hood Organ?"
Visit? Dunn, who was also standing close to the wall, glanced at Klein with some confusion. After thinking that the other party had been promoted to the clown, he replied softly:
"Let's perform divination first. If the risk is not high, we can then go in and directly observe Hood Ogen's condition."
Why do I feel like the captain is more of a fortune teller than me... Klein nodded covertly, randomly and carefully took off the silver chain wrapped around the senior's left wrist, lowered the citrine pendant naturally, and said silently:
"There is no greater danger in seeing Hood Ogan now."
"There is no greater danger in seeing Hood Ogan now."
...
After reciting it silently seven times, the originally exquisite citrine pendant slowly started to rotate clockwise under the pull of the silver chain.
Klein nodded affirmatively, turned to Dunn Smith and said:
"There is a certain risk, but the risk is not big."
Dunn checked his own condition, exerted his strength on his limbs, turned around, leaned against the uneven surface of the wall, and climbed up to the second floor of the lunatic asylum a few times. He lowered his head and looked at Ke, who was stunned in place.
Ryan pursed his lips in an unserious manner, signaling for him to come up quickly.
Klein opened and closed his mouth silently a few times, looked at his hands, then at the skilled Dunn, and secretly cursed:
"Captain, why do I feel like we are more like an evil organization that wants to kidnap innocent patients than official Beyonders?"
He shook his head and drove this weird thought out of his mind. Relying on the "Joker" potion to enhance his physical fitness and athletic ability, he followed the path that Dunn Smith had just climbed, using his hands and feet to follow quickly.
Up.
Dunn looked at Klein's unswerving speed. He no longer looked down. Instead, he used his arms and made a leap. He directly grasped the lower end of the third-floor window of the lunatic asylum. His arm muscles exerted force and slowly pulled the barbed wire outside the window.
He opened a gap big enough for an adult man to pass through and got in.
Klein couldn't help but twitch the corner of his mouth as he watched Dunn's smooth operation. He did not blindly imitate the opponent's leap, but climbed up honestly, shrank his body and entered the interior of the lunatic asylum through the gap in the barbed wire.
Klein looked at his slightly scratched windbreaker with distress, patted the dust with his hands, followed Dunn closely, and relied on the night vision ability of the captain "Sleepless Man" to silently touch Hood.
· Eugen's door.
Dunn did not directly try to enter Hood Ogan's dream in the room, but gestured to Klein. The two exchanged eyes for a while, and determined each other's subsequent actions.
In fact, I didn't understand it at all... Klein changed his mind, carefully took out the coin in his pocket, moved his fingertips, and threw it into the air.
Snapped!
Slightly worn portrait of George III, obverse.
Klein's thoughts changed, the corners of his mouth slightly raised, he straightened his slightly wrinkled formal clothes, directly put his right hand on the brass door handle, twisted it with a slight force, and walked into Hood Ogen's room.
Inside.
Click!
In the silent corridor, the slight sound of the door opening was particularly clear. Klein calmly walked into the room with crimson moonlight scattered all over the floor. He looked at Hood Ogen sitting on the bed with a clear smile and said:
"Good evening, the moon is beautiful tonight."
Dunn was stunned at the door, and then he remembered that Klein might be playing the role of the newly promoted "Joker". He remained silent and walked to the corner, leaning against the wall.
Hood Eugen, who was sitting cross-legged on the bed and playing with his quilt, raised his lowered head, looked at Klein with unfocused eyes, and said with a silly smile:
"The moon doesn't look good like this."
The moon doesn’t look good, how about changing it to a silver one? Klein was slightly lost in thought, and then the smile on his lips became even bigger:
"Maybe it's not a blood moon today and it's not red enough."
Hood Ogen was in a daze for a second or two before he recovered and muttered:
"Red doesn't look good. It's too red and makes people feel stomachache."
He shook his head again, his eyes became slightly clearer, and he said with some hope in his tone:
"You don't like this color either. Do you like black or gold?"
What the hell, no, why should I talk to a psychopath? Klein curled his lips invisibly, and then changed the subject:
"Have any friends come to see you recently?"
"Are you really a noble from Intis?"
In order to arouse Hood Eugen's interest, Klein specially adopted a slightly curious tone when asking, and his tone was slightly raised.
I feel that I have become a qualified "clown", and going back to the lunatic asylum is like going home... Klein scrutinized every move of Hood Organ, fearing that he would suddenly become violent.
"The Eugen family is a glorious family. We have not taken up our faith for 1,300 years. I am a stain on the family." Hood Eugen lowered his head, like a child who had done something wrong, and his eyes floated.
There was a layer of hazy mist, "How can someone like me have friends?"
The stain on his family, his own faith? Klein put the question behind him first and asked patiently:
"Isn't Lanrevus your friend?"
"Lervus, haha, he is my friend, but he is no longer. He will become my Lord, he will be the extension of the Lord's spirit, and it won't be long before I..." Hood·
As Eugen was talking, he suddenly seemed to be choked. His face turned red from being suppressed, and a loud sound came from his throat. Klein, who was only a few steps away from him, couldn't help but feel his scalp numb and break into a cold sweat.
Stained the back.
Hood Ogen's rough skin was stained with a vague, constantly floating shadow, as if he was breathing. Pieces of black iron-colored scales drilled out from under the surface of his skin. He was originally turbid and hollow.
His eyes were also dyed with a dark golden halo, and his pupils shrank to the limit, like a large lizard on the Gobi Desert, as thin as a needle tip.
Klein instantly jumped to the right and rear, rolling away from him. Dunn, who was standing in the corner, immediately opened his arms and his eyes turned pure black.
Did the captain control him? Klein relied on the "Joker's" unique excellent balance to adjust his body shape and looked in the direction of Hood Organ, only to find that he only staggered two steps, and the person who entered his dreamland
Dunn fell to one knee as if his brain had been hit hard by a giant hammer.
Hood Ogen, who was covered in black scales, looked at the two "prey" in front of him and roared, and an invisible wave instantly swept through the entire room.