There must be some kind of strange force pushing Talos forward. If she were allowed to choose, she would definitely not choose to continue investigating after she and Gwen separated yesterday. Ever since the separation, Talos has been unable to control it.
Don't be too curious.
Frankly speaking, there is less than half a chance of determining whether Lal faked his death.
What danger caused this hometown's best detective to die here?
Die in the famous land of ghost stories?
Before coming here, Talos once looked for her master, Master Mandlotaf. Her master warned her in a warning tone that the Fellowship is the train with the most famous and strange rumors so far. It seems that no matter what level of rumors, in Fellowship
Every human account has a replica. Some people once thought that this was because they were unwilling to admit it because of their pride as the hometown of ghost stories, but it is all true.
If Lal faked his death, then you must not search for the truth, and the curse of the truth that allowed that clever boy to escape must not be spied upon.
If Lal is really dead, then...
Be sure to come back after confirming.
...The old voice still echoed in his mind, but Talos could not follow his master's advice.
"I haven't found the truth yet. I still don't know whether Lal is alive or dead. I..."
Finally, she sighed, "Master, please forgive me for being an unintelligent student. I can't refuse the truth. My reason is burning as much as possible to stop me from touching the truth behind it, but the burning
The red steel plate of knowledge made me touch it regardless of the threat of my hands being burnt."
After parting with the mind flayer boy who looked more like a girl, she knew that she could not be anxious at this time. The source of energy in the shadows was constantly reflected, making people sigh a little bit that "the land of strange stories is worthy of its name". This shadow side
Source Force is simply like a convenient passage. If you close your eyes, six ghost stories, three shadow cult members, two Source Force users, and thirty cat lanterns will pass by.
Although the shadow is borrowed by others, it does not mean that the whereabouts will be sensed.
This is similar to a 'transmission rod node'. The person's shadow becomes part of the transmission rod. When the power is transmitted, there will naturally not be any peek into the material of the transmission rod itself, nor the manufacturer of the transmission rod.
Know everything about your daily life.
But the change in the position of the transmission rod will be subtly felt by people.
For example, if you feel that the number of shadows in the entire area is decreasing, it is unlikely that the sun has come out. It may only be that people are fleeing from here.
Talos was reluctant to give this kind of information.
After patiently waiting until the number of creatures in the shadows reduced to only the cat lights, she decided to go to the scene of the crime, the Butchers Hotel, which had been bombed a lot. If the enemy decided to destroy something, then she would be like a hunting dog.
To catch prey. Some people may say that this is a trap or something, but in this way, everything in this world is a trap.
On Laolu Street near the maintenance station, there is a small shop owned by Rongen and the Fox Ears on the top floor.
They mysteriously asked for the secret code of the people outside. On the one hand, Talos complained a little to his master, "How does this old guy know about this kind of shop?" On the other hand, he read out the secret code with a little excitement. The door opened, and the two
Sister Fox-Ear Ron'en welcomed her in. The store was decorated like an apartment, with several coffee tables placed. But Fox-Ear Ron'en asked in a nervous tone: "What do you want for midnight snack?"
Late night snack shop.
It was a big disappointment. It was not that type of shop. Talos was also a little disappointed, but he still ordered a delicious meal to comfort his stomach, and at the same time looked at the huge repair station outside the mirror - it was probably bigger than two rural-level cars.
Watch the giant assembly station.
Hundreds of black dogs dressed in black commanded nearly a thousand government soldiers to set up defenses.
Even those who don't like the Special Bureau must admit that the Black Dogs do have stable and acceptable abilities. As temporary team leaders, with enough numbers, it is very convenient.
"And a cup of radioactive coffee."
She raised her hand and called Ron with fox ears to come over. After he came, she pretended to be a curious tourist and asked about the situation here. At first, Ron was a little wary, as if he was looking at a stranger.
Talos spent some extra time to get the information out of the other party.
The Butchers Hotel is undergoing maintenance, and it seems to be in good condition so far. It seems that the vandals are only aiming to destroy a few fixed rooms.
"But I heard that it was blown up by explosives. It's really scary. Such a large-scale bomb was sent in silently. It's really scary."
Fox-eared Rongen had a worried expression on his face: "Guest, tell me, will this kind of thing happen again?"
"It's impossible. Such a large-scale explosion is enough to slap Long Yan in the face, right?"
This information alone is very valuable.
Looking at Ron, who had no idea what this meant, Talos felt like he had found a treasure, and felt that the puzzle in his mind became a little clearer.
This thing must not have been done by pagans.
Paganism does not have this technology.
It is no longer possible for two or three heretics to create an explosion that can destroy an entire train, as in the past. This kind of precise control of the yield and explosion is impossible.
Bombs, such professional props, look very much like the handiwork of someone from the Special Investigation Bureau.
Will it be the Special Bureau?
What clues did Lal dig out online?
... Talos took a sip of coffee and felt energetic. Although he had gains and guesses in his mind, he couldn't get the answer without going to the scene to see it again.
With determination.
When she arrived at the maintenance station, even though there were many people patrolling, they still could not cover the entire maintenance station. She found a gap and walked in, blending into the hotel. There was a loudspeaker in the lobby of the hotel, and it was announcing, 'Don't violate the curfew.
'And so on. Although the hotel is parked, there are still guests staying there.
She followed the ventilation ducts, but thanks to the explosion that destroyed the ventilation system, the train did not dare to open the ventilation system at will, and could only maintain passive air purification and ventilation.
Otherwise, it would not be as simple as Talos feeling his thighs feel a little cool.
The crime scene was severely damaged, and it had become charred black under the strong explosion, as if it were a piece of scorched earth. But even so, there are some clues that can be used. For example, the clues of Yuanli.
The victims were the government's special commissioner and bodyguard, namely Yuan Liji.
It's not easy to kill them quickly.
There will definitely be clues left.
And even if he didn't pay attention at the time, when he was sorting out the case later, he would find the clues he left behind at that time, which triggered the extreme behavior of using explosives to cover up. Talos could understand this.
Traces of Yuanli were all over the room, just as she expected.
"Did you specifically use this method to destroy the clues left by Yuanli? Mixing Yuanli into explosives as a combustion accelerant will destroy the original power in terms of power, but it can effectively destroy the traces of Yuanli at the scene.
.”
In this case, there is only a 2% chance of getting clues, and 1% of them is that after the scene is destroyed, the source force undergoes a special reflection change, which is equivalent to throwing hot metal into the water, but it causes
The possibility of it being some kind of exquisite work of art was slim, but there was a certain possibility. This possibility disappeared after she checked it in detail.
Then there is the second one percent possibility, that is, the authorities’ special commissioners are sufficiently ‘elite’.
Talos has helped the authorities conduct case analysis in some covert operations.
She learned a lot of information about the special agents that even the commander did not know, such as a series of incredible training. The members of the special agents at the time said that they could perform this kind of training one-tenth of the way in actual combat.
Even if it is very good. But now, Talos hopes to operate 100% of the existence of special agents.
She squatted on the ground and slowly explored like a hound looking for a trail.
It took two hours.
During this long period of time, even if her hope became slimmer, she was still consuming her energy to search for clues like a man possessed.
Miracles are uncontrollable rewards, but if you don't invest, how can you pray for miracles?
Talos was rewarded.
Found an area on the ground that was not covered by source power.
When dying, the special agents can endure the pain and use their power to leave marks, which can become clues to solve the case. But on the other hand, many special agents also know that someone will destroy such clues, so they will set up a counterattack
The special spell of source power annihilation will trigger the mutual killing mechanism once it is covered by a large amount of source power - this will form a special situation. In a scene where source power is spread across every corner, there will be a small area that is 'sourceless'.
Powerful.
Talos touched this area and knew instantly that the special commissioner had left a clue here!
Will it be a name?
she thinks.
In the limited time, the best clue left is the name, followed by the type of source force, and the last is the obscure utopian poem.
The annihilated source power area formed a line of special words.
"My killer, the red mind flayer."
The font was trembling at the end, but it was still legible. There was no such thing as "Three dots for my killer". The short special sentence pattern exposed the clues to the murderer.
Although Talos had no way of knowing what the red mind flayer meant, this distinctive feature gave her an idea.
"The red mind flayer..."
This name seemed to have some kind of magic power. The first moment people knew it, they couldn't help but repeat it again. When she pronounced the name, she knew something was wrong.
A terrifying burning heat emerged behind him.
She jumped forward, adjusted her body and turned sideways, and the lightsaber was unsheathed in an instant.
hiss.
A flexible figure, even more flexible than the Mind Flayer boy, twisted in the air and landed like lightning. It was a creature dressed as a Mind Flayer but with a red color scheme. She flicked her hands and fired two lights.
The sword was immediately unsheathed.
Not good——
The opponent has already landed.
If you want to attack, you must land quickly. Putting your feet on the ground is a must-have course for all Source Force users who are proficient in combat.
jingle--
A bell rings.
Although there is still a distance between the two of them, no matter how dangerous the lightsaber is, it cannot hit him.
But this sound must mean something and represent something.
When you are in the sky, the most convenient way to attack is with shooting abilities.
So……
Talos forcibly injected her source power and turned over again, feeling the severe pain as if her bones were broken. The injection medicine on her belt was automatically triggered, and the pain suddenly intensified, but the pain was part of her source power.
It was pain, the clearer it became, the stronger it became. At this moment, she felt a terrifying force of fire coming from behind, and the avoidance she had done in advance worked. A string of rays that made her feel burned just by looking at them.
He crashed out of the ruins behind him and set this troubled room on fire.
Conversion system?
Making this judgment subconsciously, Talos controlled the landing point in the air, increased his weight, and landed heavily. After his feet hit the ground, he saw the lightsaber pressing down heavily.
She held the sword with both hands to resist. She learned the lesson from the young mind flayer's previous experience with the sword, which aggravated the source of the repulsion.
The opponent's sword was unexpectedly long and heavy. Her arrangement worked. The repulsive force caused her to bounce away from the sword as soon as it touched it.
Jingle bell, jingle bell...
Dozens of bells sounded like explosions at the same time, and Talos almost felt like he was going to be dizzy.
But fortunately, her sanity was still there, and at the moment of the bounce, she used her principles to the extreme. In an instant, she broke through the ruins and jumped off one of the main towers of the Butchers Hotel. From such a high height, jumping down
The mortality rate would inevitably be high, but she knew better that if she stayed here, she would definitely be killed by this red mind flayer.
Ahhhhhh...
I let out a cry of annoyance in my heart. Obviously I am not a weakling among the Source Force users, but now I am on the Fellowship, and I have lost two battles! The opponents I encountered were all inexplicably powerful!
…
"Red Mind Flayer, I've never heard of this variant."
In a separate room at the Blues Bar, Gwen looked at the embarrassed Talos, and doubts arose in his heart, the red mind flayer? Could it be that the mind flayer also has a flash version? But no matter how doubtful he was, he was unable to pursue the matter.
The cause of the problem, and blame Gezi for it.
Because at this moment, Sister Gezi was feeling weird in the scenery in her mind, laughing wildly, "Oh, there's also a red mind flayer? I thought there were only mind flayers in the rain, hey." He screamed, "Speaking of which, there's someone who isn't.
Do you want to become a mind flayer in the fog? You even learned a spell, hee hee. Since the yin and yang strangeness is in line with the cat lanterns' preferences, the cat lanterns did not close the curtain and pretended not to hear the meows.
Gwen looked at Leonardo da Vinci next to her and found that the other person had an indifferent expression.
Naturally, Talos could not find the witch. He just held a cup of red wine and coffee in his hands and panted, looking outside worriedly, as if he was worried that the pursuers were coming.
Gulu gulu.
AI Witch Da Vinci took a sip of coffee.
Click, click, click.
Cat Varro's paws stretched out from the shadow and took away the salt-and-pepper potato chips placed on the table.
…
To be honest, Gwen really wished that the red mind flayer would come now. If he came now, he might not create the 'worst legend of the source creature', but it might also form the rarest record of 'fighting the witch' in the utopian world...
