Odd Containment Specialist.

Chapter 27 Consultation
Liu Guangyao nodded blankly, and continued to speak to himself: "I just had another dream. In the dream, the Blood God died and was eaten by someone."

"Are you being eaten?" Xia Shou frowned slightly.

In reality, it was he who ate the blood demon, or rather, it was his shadow that ate the blood demon.

And in the other person's dream, there was also someone who ate the blood demon.

This must not be a coincidence.

Speaking of which, although the shadow has helped him a lot, until now, Xia Shou still knows nothing about his own shadow.

It seemed to possess some extremely powerful force that could transform weirdness into buoyancy in the Sea of ​​Origin, but this should not be an ability he possessed when he traveled through time and space. Like Alice, it was a legacy left to him by the previous owner of the Death Note.

According to the records of the Control Bureau, the personality contained in the Death Note is not necessarily kind, so the previous owner may not be helping him, but may be using him.

It's even possible that it's not the shadow that's providing him with buoyancy, but that he's been forced to become the shadow's feeder, hunting monsters for the shadow to eat!

Could it be that hidden beneath the black shadow there is something more terrifying and dangerous than the blood demon?

"You said someone was eating the Blood God. Did you see what that person looked like? Also, are you sure you saw a person? And not something else?" Xia Shou asked cautiously.

"I can't remember what that man looked like. I just remember... he was wearing very black clothes and a hat that pirates often wear, and... I, I really can't remember it."

Liu Guangyao was breathing heavily with a distorted expression, as if recalling this incident made him feel extremely painful. One could even see cold sweat on his forehead, oozing out at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"Okay! Let's not think about this anymore. It's not important. Just tell me, where did you hear the name Blood God?" Xia Shou immediately changed the way of asking in order to ease the other party's emotions.

Xia Shou was particularly concerned about the Blood God mentioned by the other party, because in the skill [Blood Riot] he obtained by devouring the Blood Demon, there was a description of "Him" in the cost column, saying that when his understanding of blood increased to a certain level, He would bestow a test on him.

It is obvious that this "He" does not refer to the Blood Demon killed by Xia Shou, but an existence of a higher level than the Blood Demon. It is even very likely that the Blood Demon's power also comes from this mysterious existence.

If possible, he wanted to understand the source of this power as much as possible, so that even if the test really came, he would not be unprepared.

From the fact that Liu Guangyao called the Blood Demon the Blood God, we can know that some people believe in the Blood Demon and have built a religious-like organization. He may be able to start his investigation from this point.

"Huh...huh...

I... heard it from the people who killed me. Sometimes, in my dreams, I go to a place I've never been to. The space there is all messed up, the doors and windows are randomly connected, and the up, down, left and right directions are all reversed. It was there that I saw the Blood God they talked about, the painting you just saw... It was like that."

Enter the Blood Demon's House through dreams?

Is this also some kind of mechanism of the Blood Demon House?

But doesn’t the information from the Control Bureau say that ever since Edward entered the Blood Demon’s House, blood demon incidents in reality have been completely eliminated?

"Have you encountered anything else in your dreams? For example, people, or monsters like the Blood God?" Xia Shou asked.

“I also met a lot of people I didn’t know.

I don’t know why, I couldn’t remember what those people looked like in my dreams before, but when I saw you today, I suddenly remembered what those people looked like. It always feels weird... Wait!"

Liu Guangyao suddenly seemed to realize something. He opened his eyes wide and looked up at Wang Long and Xia Shou: "I can only see the appearance of those people clearly in my dreams. Could it be that I am still in a dream now! I am still in a dream now!!" Liu Guangyao jumped up from the bed and screamed in fear.

Wang Long rushed over and held him down, shouting, "No! You are awake now! This is a hospital. Look, the ceiling and the floor here are normal, different from what you dreamed of, right!"

Liu Guangyao was breathing heavily and staring at Wang Long nervously, with a half-believing and half-doubting expression.

"Really?"

"Really? And in the dream your arm will return to normal, right? But look at it now, your hand is still like this!" Wang Long pointed to the arm wrapped in bandages.

Liu Guangyao looked at his arm that was emitting a rancid smell, and his emotions calmed down a little. He sat down on the bed again and lowered his head to start painting again: "That's right, it's really strange. It's obviously not a dream, but I can remember the appearance of those people so clearly. Could it be that my brain has also started to become diseased?"

During the conversation, the first painting had been completed, and the person in the painting was obviously a foreigner.

Because his painting skills were average, the portraits were not particularly realistic, but compared to the past when there were no clues at all, at least this time there was a direction for the investigation.

Wang Long immediately took a picture of the portrait and planned to send it to his superiors, but he couldn't get it to work after trying with his phone for a long time: "Is the network environment so bad? Didn't the hospital's wireless network just get replaced?"

At this time, Liu Guangyao had quietly started to paint his second picture, this time a full-length portrait.

The person in the painting is wearing a straw raincoat and a bamboo hat, like an ancient fisherman.

But as the details of the painting gradually became more complete, the iconic features of the person in the painting were also drawn out, with curly hair, and it was marked as yellow.

"This person is a foreigner with blond hair and green eyes. He dresses differently from the others. Although I drew this piece of clothing to look like a straw raincoat, in fact, the strands on it are not grass but long, blue-green gemstones. They are very beautiful," Liu Guangyao explained.

Su Weiyu, who had been silent all this time, suddenly brightened up when she saw the painting. She pointed at the portrait and said, "Edward! This is Edward!"

"That S-level legendary investigator?" Xia Shou confirmed in surprise.

Su Weiyu nodded vigorously: "I did a detailed investigation before entering the house. This is the equipment Edward was equipped with when he last entered the Blood Demon's House! And the blond hair and blue eyes also match his appearance!"

Xia Shou remembered that after he killed the Blood Demon that day, the investigation team entered the house and searched, but in the end they did not find Edward. His life lamp was still on in the Control Bureau, but there was no trace of him.

It can be said that what Liu Guangyao just said is the latest clue about Edward.

Xia Shou looked at Liu Guangyao again and asked softly, "What did he do in the dream? Did he ask you to do anything?"

Liu Guangyao stared at the air in a daze, muttering, "He seemed to have asked me to pass on a message, but I have forgotten it now. In my dreams, he protected me many times. His fists and feet are very powerful, and those assassins are no match for him. As long as you meet him and stay with him, you will not die in your dreams."

pat!

A piece of wall fell on Liu Guangyao's hospital bed. Xia Shou looked up at the ceiling and found that the yellowed wall was covered with cracks, as if it would fall off at any time.

I picked up the wall paint that fell on the bed and crushed it lightly with my fingers, and it turned into powder. The powder was not dry, but rather a little damp, as if it had been soaked in moisture for many years.

Xia Shou frowned. He remembered that when he entered the ward, the room was not so old.

(End of this chapter)