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Chapter 149 Shroud

In order to find such news, Ian buried his head in the vast sea of ​​newspapers in the Los Angeles library over the past few decades.

"It's the 21st century, so no one has come to digitalize these newspapers?"

Ian looked at the rows of bookcases filled with boxes and topped the roof, and his words were full of resentment.

"This library stores all newspapers after the 20th century. If you want to convert this information into electronic storage, the money you need to spend is enough to bankrupt the library in an instant."

Ian heard a familiar voice and turned to see Diana.

Today's Diana is wearing a white shirt with black trousers and high heels. It is not a famous brand and has no characteristics, but against the dazzling appearance, she abruptly wears a heroic feeling.

Ian has now been skillfully forged into hard steel, but he can't help but take a few more glances at the princess's proud figure and beautiful face.

"Does it look good?" Diana asked softly, noticing the gaze on the other side, with a smile on the corner of her mouth.

"nice."

When Ian was discovered, he coughed lightly, but still answered truthfully.

He didn't have any obscene thoughts, he only took a few glances out of appreciation for the beauty.

"Humph!"

Diana folded her hands on her chest, making the towering mountain stand out even more, and laughed a few times jokingly.

She is a confident person, never shy to show her own advantages, let alone other people's boring opinions and eyes.

Interrupting Ian this time was out of curiosity.

There are too many secrets in this young man, apart from the unique mantra lasso, there is also that strange sense of familiarity.

If the two had only met once and parted at this point, Diana would soon forget this little episode in her long life, after all, she was a pure demigod.

Today, they met again in the library, which aroused Diana's curiosity, and wanted to ask about the lasso of mantra and other secrets.

"Ms. Diana is not going back to France, why is she still staying in Los Angeles. Is it waiting for me to die in the hands of monsters so that I can take back the torch of the gods?"

Ian and Big Big Wolf are used to hurting each other, completely unaware that to a stranger, such words are questioning the character of the other party.

"As long as the magic items that escape from Paradise Island do not cause harm to mortals, I don't care who holds these items."

Diana was not angry. She had the blessing of Athena and could tell how others felt about her.

"Also, after seeing the battle last night, I'm sure you won't die so easily."

"It seems that there was quite a commotion last night."

Ian rubbed his chin and thought about the coastline destroyed by the magic fairy arrow for a few seconds, then put this matter behind him and focused on Diana again.

"So, Ms. Diana, what the hell are you doing here? A dark library is no match for a beauty like you."

Diana replied generously: "Since you know that I live in France, you should also know what my job is. This library has a cooperation with the Louvre, and I am here to help them identify cultural relics."

"What period newspaper do you want to find?"

"I'm looking for a crucifix. Something like that must have caused a lot of trouble in L.A. That's why I'm looking for these papers."

"Do you want to help me?"

Ian has plans to get closer to Wonder Woman, not because of sex, but because of her demigod strength and the power of Paradise Island.

He doesn't intend to let the future Justice League be born naturally, but is going to push it forward.

Diana looked at her watch: "Well, I can help. But you owe me a favor."

"No problem!" Ian smiled, he didn't mind being owed this favor.

There are also differences in favors. People like Diana often have their own dignity and bottom line. Even if Ian owes the other party once, she will not ask for excessive returns.

And if it was a black corned egg, he would seize this opportunity and tie Ian to his chariot at all costs and means,
So Ian would rather pay more benefits than have anything to do with people like Nick.

Because Nick has his own political ideas and is willing to pay any price for it, even if he becomes an executioner, the morality in the eyes of ordinary people is even more worthless to him.

"You're in the wrong place!"

Diana glanced at the area where the newspapers were stored, turned and walked outside.

"These newspapers must have recorded the information you want, but it's too trivial."

Ian followed behind Diana, catching the dozen or so thick books she pulled out from the bookshelf, all of which were published during World War II, recording the lives of religious people.

Ian threw the book on the table, and with a flick of his finger, those thick tomes quickly turned the pages, turning them over and over within a minute.

This kind of biography is the fastest type of book to read, especially when you don't explore the political and economic relations behind it, but focus on a certain goal, you only need to pay attention to the specific nouns of time, place, person's name and object.

Coupled with the fact that Ian's reaction speed is now beyond ordinary people, he quickly finished reading these books and couldn't help sighing:
"The religious atmosphere in the United States is really strong. Even a big city like Los Angeles still has so many strange people."

Diana looked at Ian's special way of reading, and asked with interest: "How did you lock the target?"

"Rely on my eyes and brain reflexes."

Ian opened a large book wrapped in a cardboard case and pushed it in front of Diana.

"Thomas Monson, Protestant. During the Great Depression, held that people's moral depravity caused social unrest. Only the people in the city obeyed the 'primitive simple morality' to bring society back to normal."

"madman!"

Although Diana believed in the Greek gods, she was still full of contempt for this kind of religious madness.

Ian shrugged his shoulders. His attitude towards all religions is the same, that is, the garbage of history, which has no value in existence.

"In short, to prove his point, he claimed that he was infused with the Holy Spirit and could rise from the dead like Jesus, wrapped himself in an ancient shroud and cut his own throat."

"Shroud?"

Diana became interested when she heard this thing. She looked down at the book and saw: "But it said that he was dead. After seven days, he was not resurrected as in the legend, and was buried by his family in the cemetery in Los Angeles. .”

"That's what it says in the book and in the newspaper."

Ian found the newspapers of the same period, and after reading them carefully, he turned the book on the history of religion to the end, pointed to the newspapers and said, "But look at the photo of the author of this book and the photos in the newspaper, What did you find?"

"This is the same person." Diana instantly noticed something was wrong.

In the 20s and 30s, the photographic technology had matured, and the newspaper office was not stingy with film, and photographed Thomas from different angles.

"Since he came back to life, why did he pretend to be dead? In the face of such a miracle, he should piously spread the glory of the Lord, which is in line with the behavior of fanatics."

Diana shook her head, sarcasticly mocking this man.

"Maybe he wants to monopolize the shroud and live forever!"

Ian guessed casually, not caring too much about the other party's thoughts, copied the guy's address, sent all the books and newspapers back, and was about to leave the library.

But to his surprise, Diana actually followed.

"Aren't you going to identify cultural relics for the library?"

Diana put on a lady's coat, smoothed her hair, and replied, "The shroud of Jesus is more interesting than those relics. Besides, I have a question for you."

Diana pressed the car key, and the Ferrari sports car parked in the parking lot outside the library rang twice.

"Come up!"

Diana stretched her long legs, sat in the driver's seat, and hooked Ian.

"Then I'm welcome."

Ian didn't know much about cars, but looking at the envious eyes of those men on the street, he knew that this thing must not be cheap.

Now there is only one poor man in the Big Three of the Justice League. I won’t say who it is, everyone knows it.

As soon as Diana stepped on the gas pedal, the sports car roared out of the street.Ian leaned on the passenger seat, feeling the wildness of the female driver, and asked helplessly, "What do you want to know from me? Where did the lasso of mantra come from?"

Diana held the steering wheel with both hands and controlled the vehicle. She saw every stitch in the traffic flow, and the level of thrills and excitement was no less than that of a family man chasing a car.

The most outrageous thing is that Diana's car has not suffered any damage.

In this situation, Ian has to sigh, Diana also has the ability to ride A+?
Fortunately, this thrilling racing session ended soon, away from the main road of the city, the traffic on the road became less, and Diana slowed down.

At this time, she turned her head and said to Ian: "The Lasso of Mantra is an artifact made by Vulcan with the golden belt of Mother Earth. Even Vulcan himself cannot copy such a divine object."

Ian breathed a sigh of relief, let go of the handle, and replied, "I snatched this thing from the Queen of Wonder in the parallel world."

He didn't intend to hide this matter, but for Barry's sake, he still hid the difference between Flashpoint and the parallel world.

"Parallel world? Although a bit outrageous, it can be regarded as an explanation"

Diana frowned. She has lived in the human world for more than 60 years and has a certain understanding of cutting-edge science, so she accepted this explanation.

"But the title of Wonder Queen sounds a bit uncomfortable to me. What happened to that person?"

"She and I were enemies on the battlefield, and in the end I had to cut off her head."

Ian shrugged, he didn't have any regrets about killing the Queen of Wonder, that lunatic was alive and was a threat to anyone.

"If you cut off her head on the battlefield, it would be considered an honorable death."

Diana seemed calm when she heard the news of her own death in the parallel world.

Essentially, they were just two unmasked strangers, and it was absolutely unacceptable to Diana that the Queen had committed a massacre.

"We have arrived!"

Diana hit the brakes and the sports car stopped under the flats down the street.

"Come with me, don't talk." Diana took out her work ID and pinned it to her left chest.

Ian immediately understood what she meant. A library staff member was obviously more able to gain the trust of others than a teenager without any status.

"so smart!"

Diana showed a smile to Ian: "Then I will wrong you to be my student first, follow my wink and act, and don't be in a hurry to get ahead."

Ian nodded: "Don't worry, I'm not an impulsive person."

Diana stretched her long legs out of the car, walked to the door of the apartment, and knocked on the door. Ian followed behind, pretending to be very well-behaved, but his ears had already caught the sound in the house.

"Who are you?" The people in the apartment did not see a stranger, did not open the door, only showed a pair of eyes.

Diana took out her work card and shook it at the people inside: "I am a staff member of the library, and I am collecting the history of the 20s. I happened to see the history of religion you wrote, especially Thomas Monson in it, The deeds are very detailed.

I came here on purpose to visit, and there was my student behind. "

"I have nothing to say to you, let's go."

"But……"

"If you bother me again, I will call the police and get out of here."

Along with the old man's roar, there were more than a dozen door locks clicking and clicking.

"It seems that the charm of the princess of Paradise Island is not omnipotent."

"Damn it and laugh at me?"

Seeing Diana raised her eyebrows, Ian quickly waved his hands and said with a smile, "I swear to God, I never meant that."

"It's just a funny reaction from this guy, he built a tunnel under the house and he's escaped now."

"Can you see what's going on in the house?"

Diana wasn't angry that she was being ignored, nor that the people inside were running away.

"Yes."

Ian pointed to his ear.

"Well, the people in the house have left the street along the tunnel, we can go in."

"The people of the house. Don't you think the man who lives in this apartment is Thomas Monson?"

"Yes or no, you will know after you catch up."

Ian grabbed Diana's shoulders, her muscles tensed instantly, and she relaxed after turning her head: "Before you touch my body next time, tell me first. Otherwise, I'm afraid I'll punch you in the face. "

"I'll pay attention next time."

Ian promised with a smile, then activated the wall penetration technique that had not been used for a long time, and led Diana into the apartment through the side wall.

As soon as his feet landed on the floor of the apartment, several crossbow arrows shot towards his face, and the runes carved on the arrows exploded, turning into balls of highly corrosive acid.

"Heaven and Earth Xuanzong, the root of ten thousand qi...Golden light appears quickly, covering my body."

Ian just received the Golden Light Curse after reading it, his body surface lit up with a golden light, and directly bounced off the oncoming acid.

At this moment, his eyes scanned the entire room and saw several traces and props of magic, but there was no trace of God.

"It's really interesting!"

Ian took out the Sword of the Brave, thrust it into the ground, and the sword burst out, tearing up the traces of magic in an instant.

Diana stood behind Ian without making a move, and only waved forward after all the magic defenses were destroyed.

"This doesn't look like a residence for believers."

"Did we find the wrong person?"

As Ian noticed, there were no Christian items in the house, unlike the fanatic in the book.

"You stay here, I'll go after the escaped guy."

Ian didn't bother looking for any clues in the house. Even if the other party was Thomas, he would never have left the shroud in this conspicuous place.

So, he jumped directly into the entrance of the tunnel and chased after it.

No matter what secrets are on the escaped person, catch them first and then talk about them.

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