Chapter three hundred and sixty third vague memory
The journey to the University of Bristol was not long, but Alimi still took the time to tell Xing Ze some rumors about the cemetery.
In her opinion, these things are all artificially fabricated. As a history student, she has her own way of identifying these oral legends.
In addition, Emily also gave Xing Ze a brief introduction to the University of Bristol. This university hidden in this isolated town is at the forefront of the UK in history, archeology and folklore, and even
It is no exaggeration to say that we are number one.
Especially for folklore, the only one in the world that can compete with it is probably Miskatonic University on the other side of the ocean.
In addition, in psychology, astronomy and other subjects, the University of Bristol is also excellent. This college with excellent history is a comprehensive research university like Oxford and Cambridge. However, due to its poor geographical location and poor transportation,
It’s not very convenient, so it’s not very well-known.
Emily asked how many days Xing Ze would stay here, because that night they would hold a small party at the bar, which would be attended by folklore students. These people knew a lot about rural legends. She suggested that Xing Ze could
Go ask these people.
However, Xing Ze was not sure how long he would stay here. If there was any discovery on Lance Avenue, he might get a result today, so he thanked the warm-hearted girl and made a note of the bar.
name.
When they were saying goodbye, Xing Ze saw a unique decorative button on Emily's collar. There was a pattern of the Eye of Truth on the button. It obviously belonged to some kind of university club or other organization.
He felt like he had seen this pattern somewhere, but he couldn't recall it for a while. Since his body had been strengthened, his brain had also been strengthened. His memory was far beyond that of ordinary people. Generally speaking, the past was trivial.
He can remember every little thing.
After Emily left, Xing Ze scribbled in his notes, trying to record the information he had obtained at a glance, but only a little time passed, and the pattern on the button began to become blurry to him.
Relying on his not-so-clear memory, he reluctantly drew the pattern on the paper. It was unclear whether there were any deviations in the details.
The wandering thoughts were slowly recovered. Xing Ze devoted a small part of his attention to monitoring the house, and most of his attention was used to search for the pattern in his memory.
The first thing he thought of was people, both men and women, dressed in high-end and gorgeous clothes. Then he thought of a bright hall, bright magic lights, and melodious dance music.
It was so close that Xing Ze felt like he was about to remember the dance. He remembered the dance, the rhythmic tapping sounds in his ears, and the unique fragrance.
It was Xunrel Jezebes, the mysterious woman who appeared in the Shafiq family. The memories became clearer and clearer, and the brass ring on her hand also had the pattern of the Eye of Truth.
Interesting. Xing Ze was secretly surprised in his heart, why is this memory so blurry?
After thinking hard for a while, Xing Ze came up with an explanation. There must be magic set on the pattern. A common forgetting spell can make people forget the pattern after a period of time.
Although magic spells are common, the magic spells engraved on the patterns are not simple. This principle is equivalent to the defensive spells on magic robes, which require special means to achieve.
Judging from Emily's calmness when facing Xing Ze, a foreigner, let alone an Oriental, it seems that this enthusiastic girl from the countryside is not ordinary.
Xing Ze did not delve into these matters for the time being, but turned his attention to his notes. He began to sort out the rumors he had obtained, trying to find some useful information from them.
If there is still no progress, he will have to think of some other methods. Maybe people around him know about this house, and his status as a police officer should be able to help a lot.
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Florence came back, with an expression that was both happy and serious. He was a man who couldn't hide his joy, and Worm knew this.
"Okay, the Black Knight agrees to see you."
Worm drank the rest of the wine in one gulp and said to Ellie: "What am I talking about, woman? I have everything."
Ellie still had a straight face and asked, "Where should we meet?"
"Speaking of this." Florence was more concerned. He pointed at the two of them and asked, "Aren't you hot?"
Ellie didn't understand what the other person meant, but Worm stood up and replied: "It's really hot, I'm even sweating." He said and took off his shirt and pants.
The eldest lady frowned and looked at him doubtfully, probably in urgent need of an answer.
"Take it off, woman. This is a necessary procedure." Worm said, "in case we have bugs on us."
"I don't want to go in naked." Ellie flatly refused.
Florence signaled to a subordinate nearby, who turned and walked into the back room, and then asked: "If you hadn't reported a correct address, I would have doubted whether you were a money counter.
Don’t you need to check when you come in and out?”
Ellie shrugged her shoulders and said: "Of course I have to check, but at least they will give me some clothes instead of naked like him."
"Don't worry, there will be clothes. I will provide you with clothes." Florence replied coldly, with some hesitation in his tone, probably wondering whether his decision was correct.
Before he changed her mind, Ellie made a decisive decision. She took off her clothes, leaving only her underwear.
"Are you satisfied?"
Florence didn't look much at it. For a nightclub owner with many prostitutes under his command, a country girl in lingerie was really nothing to look at.
The men who walked into the back room before came out with two sets of clothes. While the two were changing clothes, Florence asked her men to check the clothes Worm and Ellie took off, and after confirming that there were no bugs,
Only then did he agree: "Okay, then come with me."
The technical team of the police station considered this possibility, so they installed bugs on the soles of shoes. Although this would affect the radio reception, it was better at hiding. Generally speaking, gangsters would not be smart enough to think of this.
The two followed Florence out of the back door, got into the car, and put on hoods. There was a group of police detectives watching the back door. After Florence's car drove away, they immediately followed.
Harris was not in a hurry to follow him. He needed to see if there were any other cars following the target vehicle. Many gangs would throw out a bait to attract the police who were watching, and then send a car to follow. If the car behind found something wrong, it could alert the car in front.
cancel transaction.
Sure enough, five minutes after the target vehicle drove out, another car drove out from the front door of the nightclub and followed the same route. It was like a mantis stalking the cicada.