Conan: Start with three choices, but sequence potion

Chapter 214 "Gate"

“It’s not realistic to continue like this.”

Inside Pandora's Gate, Vermouth analyzed the current situation very calmly.

"We can't dream of being trapped in this situation. We must first get out of this situation and find a safe place."

Just as she finished her words, a spiritual fluctuation came from outside Pandora's door, and a white figure slowly appeared.

"This underground passage is so complicated. It took me a while to find it." He said in a joking and somewhat nonsensical tone.

Everyone became alert, except Suzuki Sonoko, who cried out in surprise after seeing the appearance of the person coming.

"It's Master Kidd!"

Kyogoku Makoto was beside her. Suzuki Sonoko restrained her fangirl attitude a little, looking at him with a little reserve, but excitement: "Are you here to save us, Mr. Kidd?"

"I do have some plans, but I can't tell you the reasons." Kuroba Kaito winked rather showily, raised his index finger and chuckled: "After all, mystery is a magician's greatest weapon, I can't surrender."

Vermouth looked at this Kaito Kidd, and her eyes couldn't help but darken for a moment.

Speaking of which, she has a connection with this elusive thief.

The disguise skills that the "Thousand-Faced Witch" was so proud of were learned from this teacher.

When she realized this, she suddenly found that the progress of her "apprentice" role-playing had been pushed to the peak and she had completely completed the digestion.

Vermouth suddenly understood.

The most important thing for an "apprentice" is to have a "mentor", even if it is just a title.

Now, she only needed a sacrificial ceremony to be officially promoted to Sequence 8 Painter.

Now it is not far from dark night and moonrise.

The top priority is to leave here and ensure the safety of the Lighthouse Team's operations.

Everyone came out of Pandora's Gate.

"Do you know why there are so many underground passages in the old town of Tingen?"

Walking in the passage, holding a lantern high to illuminate the way ahead, Dunn suddenly spoke.

No one, including several lamplighters, had an answer to his question.

As the longest serving lighthouse operator, perhaps only Dunn himself knows a thing or two about this issue.

"In fact, these underground passages were not dug and built by the church. They existed here before the Scarlet Church settled in Tingen."

"And this even happened more than three hundred years ago."

Vermouth was a little surprised: "There is no record of this in the church's annals?"

"This kind of thing that cannot be verified can only be passed down by word of mouth by the lamplighters walking in the streets." Dunn nodded, "I also learned about it from the previous captain."

"The previous captain?" Suzuki Sonoko asked curiously.

"Yes, he was promoted to Sequence 6 five years ago and died in a loss of control," Dunn said in a calm tone. He seemed not to want to elaborate on the matter and changed the subject, saying, "The cemetery in the suburbs has also existed for a long time and is connected to the underground passage."

Kuroba Kaito was very interested in the existence of the cemetery. When he first invaded the Scarlet Church, he entered the underground passage through the hidden entrance there: "Do you think those patrollers would know that there is an entrance and exit there?"

After all, this is a secret entrance known only to old Neil, who has been lurking in the Scarlet Church for many years.

"Maybe he knows, maybe he doesn't." Dunn said nonsense.

"But we're not trying to get out of there. In fact, we're going to go even deeper into the ground."

"underground?"

"Yes."

Dunn stopped and led everyone to a place that looked like a dead end.

"My captain held a sacrificial ceremony nearby before he was promoted. He acted very naturally, but he still got out of control."

"Before he completely lost control and turned into a mindless monster, he used his last bit of sanity to tell me."

"He saw that, underground in Tingen, there was an ancient and huge ruin."

He raised his hand, and a complex magic circle unfolded from the center and fell to the ground.

The ancient Hermetic language was chanted briefly.

"Open."

The ancient brick floor became illusory for a while, revealing a "door" that had not existed originally.

After that there is a staircase that seems to have no end.

"Let's go." His expression became serious.

In the past, he would never intrude into such ancient ruins at will, nor would he break into Pandora's Gate privately and "borrow" the seal without applying.

But now, everything shows that there is an invisible hand behind this catastrophic "Sleepwalker" incident, pushing everyone into the abyss.

He held high the lantern in his hand, its faint but firm light like a crimson moon in the darkness.

“We are the light bearers.”

There was a foul smell in the air, which grew stronger as they descended the stairs.

What caught everyone's eyes were countless dry bones.

Their postures are different, giving people an eerie feeling as if they are dancing wildly before death.

There are even many dead bones climbing up the stairs, so you need to be careful to avoid them.

Suzuki Sonoko was vaguely afraid that they would suddenly move and grab her ankles.

"It looks like a pure basement." Vermouth looked around and came to a conclusion.

"There must be at least several hundred people here, right?" Suzuki Sonoko shuddered. "They locked themselves up here, without any daily necessities or furniture, not even a light?"

"They are waiting to die." Kuroba Kaito suddenly spoke.

He stopped in front of a wall, his heart shocked.

It was an entire wall of twisted and crazy handwriting smeared in black blood. They were not neat and of different sizes, but they were deafening.

【Abraham's glory was extinguished.】

“The glory of Abraham is extinguished.”

"More than fifty years have passed since Lord Bethel went to the 'Dreamland' to search for the 'God-Forsaken Land'."

"We don't know what happened during that time, but Lord Bethel never returned."

"In the twentieth year, 'sleepwalkers' began to appear in the family. They fell into a deep sleep and their spirits fell into silence. From the thirtieth year onwards, members of the family above Sequence 6 began to lose control frequently." "This is a curse, a curse from the 'dreamland'."

"The authority of Bethel is the 'gate', and the two sides of the 'gate' are connected."

"Abraham's bloodline was cursed by the 'Dream' and was cut off from history. This means that Lord Bethel's guess is correct. The God-forsaken Land is on the other side of the 'Dream'."

"But unfortunately, we are no longer qualified to explore it."

"His Majesty's empire is dead, the kingdoms of God are destroyed one by one, gods are no longer born, and angels are like real gods on earth."

"Without Bethel, Abraham also lost his foothold. The faith of the 'secret' gradually expanded, and a new order was born."

“And we, the last rays of Abraham’s light, can only wait for the inevitable decay in this unknown underground.”

"I still firmly believe that Abraham will be able to reappear the prosperity of the past, but it will not be us."

Hattori Heiji finished reading the end of the book and looked at the family crest of Abraham drawn with an unknown red liquid on the last page. He didn't know what to say for a moment.

Now he was basically certain that if He Ye had really seen the name of Mr. "Gate" just now, he would definitely fall into "sleepwalking" like those Abraham's tribesmen because of the mystical connection they established with it.

Perhaps the entire "Sleepwalker" incident evolved into the current situation because his name was leaked for unknown reasons.

He suddenly felt a sense of fear and an urge to immediately exit the metaverse and never go online again.

"You must never, ever be defenseless in the face of something like 'books' that carries knowledge like you did today. Do you understand?" He warned Toyama Kazuha sternly.

"I understand." Yuanshan Heye agreed obediently.

"but."

She pointed curiously at the book in Hattori Heiji's hand.

"You're holding a copy of Script Studies. Do you intend to major in screenwriting?"

Hattori Heiji looked down in confusion, and found that the history of the Abrahamic tribe in his hand had turned into an ordinary professional book on screenwriting.

He flipped back the pages frantically, but could no longer see the words about Abraham's family.

It's as if they were just an extremely real illusion.

Hattori Heiji forced a smile and put the book back on the bookshelf.

"I took the wrong one."

Facing Toyama and Ye, who seemed to have no previous memories, he could only speak as if nothing had happened.

Amid the turmoil on all sides, time passed by little by little.

In a blink of an eye, it was three o'clock in the afternoon on Sunday again.

Above the starry sky, three figures shrouded in starlight appeared at the corresponding seats at the round table.

"Good afternoon, Mr. Red Joker, Mr. King of Clubs, and Mr. Two of Diamonds."

Ran Maoli, who is always relatively youthful and energetic, is a high school girl. Even though she has one foot in the realm of extraordinary people, she still retains some innocence and purity.

This is like when she is with Kudo Shinichi and faces most of the cases that have happened, she still remains kind and innocent.

The presence of Miss Ace of Hearts made every poker meeting seem a lot more relaxed. Even a dull person like Shuichi Akai couldn't help but feel fortunate to have such a lady in the poker meeting.

The atmosphere of such an organization is at least better than that of other secret organizations. Seriousness and cruelty may still exist, but they are buried under the surface of kindness and relaxation, allowing them to avoid becoming rude and brutal like wild beasts.

Well, the "other" specifically refers to his old winery.

"Good afternoon, Ms. Ace of Hearts." Hattori Heiji tried his best to sound relaxed, although he was not at all relaxed.

Conan, who had grown into Kudo Shinichi, sat in the main seat. He easily saw through the starlight and saw the obvious sadness on his face.

"Perhaps our Mr. K of Clubs is in great trouble."

He phrased it in this way which sounded very stylish.

Tell a joke, the mysterious Red Joker is curious to know something, but he has to pretend to be very uninterested but kind-hearted.

Hattori Heiji hesitated for a moment, and seemed to finally feel that Mr. "Gate" might not be able to influence this mysterious starry sky. After some consideration, he finally spoke.

"Has anyone heard of a family called Abraham? They probably disappeared in modern times, but they should have been a very powerful family in the Fourth Epoch, and were related to an empire that has disappeared in history."

Both Mao Lilan and Akai Shuichi silently memorized the name of this family in their hearts, and then they fell silent.

After all, they were still fledglings who didn't know much about this knowledge, so they all looked at Mr. Red Joker who was sitting on the main seat.

Hattori Heiji also looked over hopefully.

When he discovered the changes in the book, he was shocked, fearing that he was haunted by Abraham's ghost or curse.

Kudo Shinichi felt a slight numbness in his heart as he faced everyone's gazes.

He is actually just a rookie pretending to be an experienced person, how could he possibly understand these secret knowledge which are obviously of high level?
A family that was famous in the Quaternary Period but disappeared in modern times. It was also related to a certain empire. Just hearing about the mysticism buff means it’s fully stacked, right?

However, these key words may be expressed in other ways.
Kudo Shinichi gently rubbed the tabletop with his fingertips, tapping it softly, then chuckled and spoke.

"They're 'lost'."

The family that disappeared was either destroyed or turned into a secluded family. No matter which one it was, it can be described with the ambiguous term "lost". He is simply a genius!
This mysterious word obviously changed the atmosphere of the entire poker club. The originally relaxed and happy atmosphere suddenly became high-end and grand.

No one was able to continue the conversation for a moment, and Hattori Heiji was too embarrassed to pursue the topic and ask the mysterious Mr. Red Joker in detail, so he had to stop there.

Miss Ace of Hearts Mao Lilan once again played the role of easing the atmosphere: "I would like to ask, regarding the 'acting method', does anyone have any unique insights?"

"Like, how do I play a 'ghost'?"

Hattori Heiji was speechless.

Miss Ace of Hearts, haven't you completely exposed your information?
Since his father is in the Church of Fools, Hattori Heiji knows very well that "Ghost" is the Sequence 9 of the "Root" Path mastered by the Church of Fools.

He did have some opinions on this, though.

"The core of 'ghost' is 'out of reality'. Maybe you can try to 'play a trick' on others."

"tease?"

Mao Lilan was obviously a little confused.

"Getting 'fun' from the emotional changes caused in others, at least in my eyes, this is what a 'ghost' should be like."

Hattori Heiji then added: "This is also the case in most film and television works."

Mao Lilan nodded as if she understood, but then she realized that no one could see her movements through the starlight, so she said, "I understand. Thank you for your advice, Mr. K of Clubs."

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After reading a lot of feedback, I decided to cut back on the subsequent plot lines about the metaverse and return to the previous style of daily life. I will spend time revising the outline in the next few days, so the updates will be less frequent, with only one update.

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