Lord of the Mysteries: Yao Guang

West End, [-] Edward Street.

In Patrick Jason's mansion, a completely unexpected guest ushered in.

Feeling that someone was blatantly breaking into the place, the owner of the house had to withdraw from the plan for a short time and hurried to meet the unexpected guest.

Before the malice on "Jason" completely exploded into action, the young man who was sitting on the sofa with a handkerchief covering his nose said in a muffled voice, "The 'Abyss' card, I came here on the order of that person."

The strange shadow that appeared on Jason Beria's face gradually returned to its original state: "...you are weaker than I imagined."

"The weaker the bystander, the more things should be seen clearly. In the past, I was weaker and didn't understand this, and I suffered a lot." The young man sitting on the sofa put down his handkerchief, showing a bright smile with white teeth, A pair of wide sunglasses blocked his face, making it difficult for Jason to see the other person's full expression.

Jason remained vigilant, and sat on another single sofa. His high cheekbones made his face appear mean and arrogant, his gray-blue eyes were blurred, and occasionally bloody: "You come here What to do? I will assassinate the target as planned tomorrow night."

If the other party hadn't reported the biggest secret in this transaction first, Jason would have directly wiped out this weak Beyonder and buried him in the garden as fertilizer.

"I'm not going to introduce myself, it doesn't do us any good either, I'm here for another thing."

"What?" Jason's tone was very rude, he had nothing to say to the person who broke into his mansion without permission.

The young man pushed his sunglasses up to the top of his head, revealing a clear and indifferent amber left eye, and a translucent glass bead was placed in his right eye socket, and inside the bead was a thin filament that emitted shimmering light from time to time .

The smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared: "Have you ever seen such a wonderful and beautiful light?"

Even Jason, who is an Extraordinary of the "Abyss" pathway, who has become the "Apostle of Desire" of Sequence Five, has rarely seen such a pure desire that only has longing. It does not contain greed or malice, and is closer to fanaticism The persistence of those who are practicing the great cause.

It made Jason sick, or this guy was a crazier than he was, with serious mental problems.

The young man blinked, put the sunglasses back down, covered the weird "false eyes" in his eye sockets, and resumed the playful and loose tone before: "I am a psychiatrist myself, and I have seen many psychiatrists before." , should not have the kind of problem you think."

Jason sneered, and had an accurate "guess" about the Sequence of this Extraordinary in his heart. Just as the other party said, he is the Sequence Seven of the "spectator" path.

The young man urged Jason to answer his question in disguise: "Don't worry, this is just a private task. Even if you don't tell me, it won't affect the previous transaction, but that person will re-evaluate your value."

"Oh, I've seen a woman with a bright body. It's on Minsk Street in the Jowood District."

"Can you describe her appearance?"

"The color of the blond hair is similar to yours. He is not too tall, with a moderate build and light-colored eyes. He looks more like a foreigner than a native of Loen. He looks rather poor in his clothes, and they are all linen with a common design in the East Bridge District." Long skirt, hat decorated with sunflowers, and satchel."

After quietly listening to Jason's description, the young man nodded happily and said, "It seems that you didn't kill her, that's great."

Jason was silent for two seconds: "How can you be sure?"

"Only living things can communicate and resonate, Mister Devil." The young man pushed the sunglasses on his nose, and the feeling of peeping came from below, which made Jason feel a little provocative, "If you didn't treat her If there is malice, I will not have the opportunity to visit you."

Jason's expression immediately became serious.He recalled the extreme danger he felt when the spot of light emerged. It was precisely because of the almost real scream from the crisis warning that Jason had to give up the follow-up intimidation of the detective and had to leave the scene immediately.

Now it seems that it was because he wanted to kill the young woman at the door, deliberately intensified her fear and caused a chain reaction, but was locked by the other party instead?
The young man shook his head, even though Jason didn't have any fluctuations on his face, he seemed to be able to see through all of Jason's thoughts: "It's not you who are locked, Mister Demon, for a powerful person like you, you can't even use simple methods of divination and tracking." Can get rid of."

Jason's face became more and more gloomy, and the provocation in this bastard boy's words became more and more obvious.

"But you can't get rid of fate, not even human beings, even animals, inconspicuous plants, and insects. Even a stone may have the fate of being polished into a stone ax or washed into pebbles by waves."

"What exactly are you trying to say?" Jason would have tortured this arrogant young man to death if he hadn't considered that it would affect another matter.

The young man just smiled, this time it was far less bright than when we first met: "Your fate is not very good, I can only tell you this."

Jason narrowed his eyes and also showed a smirk: "Excuse me, I won't see off the guests."

The young man raised his hand and tightly covered his nose with the handkerchief. When he walked to the door of the living room, he suddenly turned his head and said, "The smell of corpses here is too strong, which is not good for your physical and mental health."

Jason watched the young man leave the living room. His figure walked through the garden to a small door. After a momentary sense of dislocation, the young man escaped from Jason's sensing range in a special way of blending into the environment.

Jason stared at the sofa the young man sat on, and wrinkled his nose. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the smell, but he just felt comfortable all over.

Tomorrow is the day to carry out the assassination mission, and it is only natural that those who stand in front of the trend of the times will be eliminated.As long as that's done...but until then, there's some winking bugs to deal with.

Jason Beria stood up again, and quickly left the luxurious garden with the fountain pool.

He blended into the shadow of the city under the darkness, and hurried back to Minsk Street No. 15, waiting for the other detectives who were filled with fear, and gathered here following his deliberate guidance—they Detective Sherlock Moriarty will be found for help.

This is revenge against the group of detectives.

And the fear that emerged in their hearts, to Jason, was the death bird of this group of people themselves.

-

Esther took the steam subway back to the edge of the East District. She rented a house here for a short period of time. Although the environment was barely tolerable, there were two noisy taverns around.At night, many people gathered there to vent their pressure. People who smelled of alcohol were often driven out of the alley by patrolling police officers, and they were not allowed to sleep on the street.

Estella raised her scarf, tried her best to cover her face, and hurried to the next street, passing the noisy tavern door.

But someone suddenly stopped her:

"Excuse me, do you live near here? It seems that I haven't seen you before."

The person who walked over suddenly was also a lady. Although she was wearing thick-soled high leather boots, she was a little shorter than Esther. The baby's plump cheeks are immature, and he doesn't look very old.

But even so, this lady was wearing a knight practice uniform that made Esther feel very friendly. She exuded an invisible and solemn sense of majesty, making it difficult to underestimate her existence.

"Yes, but I don't have a place to stay for a long time, I just live here temporarily for a few days." Esther replied frankly, she didn't want to make the little lady suspicious.

Esther had to admit that she had developed a little liking for the lady because of her height, which, combined with her looks, was quite lovely.

Hearing a female voice coming from under Esther's hood, the short lady was obviously stunned for a moment, relaxed her vigilance a little, and then continued to ask: "Have you ever heard of a person named 'Spoon'? It's a man about your height."

After finishing speaking, she even took out a wanted warrant, which showed a man with a thin face and two conspicuous moles on his cheeks. His swollen eyeballs made the whole portrait look obscene.

Esther shook her head. She didn't go to the nearby bars, and she didn't develop new street children as "informants". She just went back to visit "Rabbit" and the others every two or three days.

According to them, someone saw Penny who was rescued from Capin’s house in the Church of Evernight in the Eastern District. Esther felt that there was nothing wrong with this. Staying is also a kind of stable life.

"Hamel" is still something of a rumor on the East Side, because most people don't actually know her, and the kids she's associated with are tight-lipped.

"I'm sorry to bother you, but this wanted criminal has been wandering around frequently recently, please be careful." This short lady has a serious face and is full of convincing charm.

"Thank you for your reminder, if it's okay, I'll..."

Before Esther finished speaking, two wine bottles flew out from the door of the noisy bar, and the scolding from inside suddenly became louder, full of greetings to the other party's brain and family.

The short lady's reaction was quite quick. She instantly pulled out the triangular thorn that was hidden somewhere, and wanted to pick the flying bottle away. She still reminded: "Be careful!"

But she took a closer look and saw that the two empty wine bottles had been taken by Esther with quick eyes and hands, and they were holding them firmly in her hands.The wine bottle falling along a simple parabola is not going anywhere, at least to Esther.

The short lady's pupils constricted slightly, but she quickly returned to normal: "Sorry, I'm going to check on those bastards, someone must be drunk again."

Esther smiled and nodded at her: "This can be regarded as the daily life of the tavern, after all, this is a rare relaxation time in their lives."

"Goodbye ma'am."

"Goodbye."

This short episode didn't make Esther take it seriously, and she walked to the apartment building she rented according to the original route.

However, soon after rounding a corner more than ten meters away, Esther noticed a shadow swaying on the wall.Because the bright tavern was behind her, the figure was stretched very long before it was projected into her line of sight. The other party was very cautious, keeping a distance with light hands and feet.

Esther rubbed the center of her right eyebrow in distress, and slowed down as she walked off the side road. She couldn't decide whether to just deal with the person, or lead him back to the tavern just now, and ask the short lady for help.