Infinite Magnetic Field Tyrant

Chapter 19 Zhou Mingrui and Professor Moriarty
"Last night, the mysterious thief 'Black Emperor' appeared at Capin Villa. He was wearing black armor, a black crown, and a cape of the same color."

"He entered Kapin's villa and not only stole all the valuables from the safe, but also took the lives of Kapin and his evil men, and rescued the girls imprisoned in the dungeon. He scattered tarot cards all over Kapin's body, the most prominent of which were faces. One read 'Judgment', and the other read 'Emperor'..."

In a carriage, Chu Xuan was reading the news in the newspaper. Although the newspaper said it happened last night, this incident happened a long time ago.

It was almost a month ago.

The latest newspapers show that it is already mid-December.

Chu Xuan then looked at Xu Nan and another girl who were also reading the newspaper.

Just after a few people bought newspapers, he saw Xu Nan call a carriage, give an address to Minsk Street in Qiaowu District, and get on the car.

And the most important thing is that those humans who looked like foreigners he just saw spoke obviously different languages, but Chu Xuan could understand them, and Xu Nan could actually communicate with them.

And this is also the reason why Chu Xuan can understand the newspaper.

It's amazing. How did they do that? Was it brought about by the Lord God?

As for the problem that several people did not have the currency of this world, it was also very simple. Chu Xuan just saw with his own eyes that Xu Nan grabbed a piece of gold from a bag, rubbed it twice in his palm, and then squeezed out a few gold coins.

After Xu Nan blew on the gold coin and handed it to the newspaper stand owner, the stall owner didn't notice anything wrong.

Was it a skill enhancement? Or was it the same technique as before, where he'd formed the gun into a metal ball? If it was the latter, then his control over power was terrifying.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but guess.

And, Minsk Street, Cherwood District?
There was no description of this area in the newspaper, so Xu Nan only bought two newspapers, one the latest one and one with the story of the Black Emperor.

Frowning, Chu Xuan looked at the task on his watch again.

Ince Zangwe...

He recalled the information he had seen so far... The Lord of Mysteries, the Church of the Seven Gods, the Kingdom of Loen, Backlund, Minsk Street in Cherwood District...

And the different language, all the signs indicate that this is indeed not the world he had before.

But why did Xu Nan go to this place?
Minsk Street, Cherwood District...

He couldn't come up with an answer, but he had a guess. Chu Xuan looked at Xu Nan, pushed his glasses, and asked calmly:

"Xu Nan, you just said you're the captain of the Zhongzhou team, and you directly mentioned Minsk Street in the Qiaowu District. Does this mean that the captain knows something about the dungeon world?"

"The captain doesn't know."

Xu Nan did not raise his eyes from looking at the newspaper.

Naturally, since he was a time traveler and knew where the plot was going, he wanted to contact Klein first to see how the plot developed and, by the way, make friends with this future lord of mysteries.

"The Captain has the power to know in advance which world to enter."

"What about 'Lord of the Mysteries'? I've never heard of this horror movie."

Chu Xuan hesitated for a moment and said:

"Zheng Zha and the others are convinced that this is a horror movie, but as far as I can remember, let alone a horror movie, there's not even a movie or TV series like this in the entire world."

"Because he really isn't. As for why I know that? You just need to understand that if you listen to me, you and Zheng Zha and the others will survive."

Xu Nan did not reply to Chu Xuan directly, but put down the newspaper and looked at him straight with his eyes.

"Colonel Chu, you have great potential, so you don't need to worry about being like those losers."

When Xu Nan said this, he closed his lips, stopped talking, and closed his eyes to rest.

This attitude of rejection made Chu Xuan stop asking questions and turn his gaze to another girl.

Ever since he came out, he noticed that the woman looked at the world with a cold gaze, without any emotion in her eyes.

She just watched quietly, as if observing lower creatures from another world, without a trace of warmth.

Chu Xuan felt that this woman was very similar to himself.

It's like being on two different levels from ordinary people.

It's not that I look down on others, but that they are too far apart in level.

Immortals do not live with humans, and dragons do not associate with snakes.

Chu Xuan was not arrogant, but he was essentially different from others. He looked at other people's thoughts as if they were mortal monkeys.

This is the temperament derived from the essence of life and thought.

So Chu Xuan didn't ask the girl any questions, but just followed Xu Nan and closed his eyes to rest. After a long time, the carriage stopped and arrived at Minsk Street in Qiaowu District.

The three got out of the car.

After walking for a while, Xu Nan walked to No. 15, stopped there, and then rang the doorbell.

After half a minute, no one opened the door.

But Chu Xuan saw Xu Nan smiling at this time, it was a very playful smile.

He rang the doorbell again.

Still no one opened the door.

From Xu Nan's perspective, in his trance, a black-haired man with a big beard was standing in front of the door in amazement.

And this person is none other than the protagonist of "Lord of Mysteries," Klein, or the pseudo-time traveler Zhou Mingrui...

As Detective Sherlock, Klein felt that today was terrible. Perhaps it was because he didn't sleep well last night and was a little spiritually exhausted.

Otherwise, how could he see three people of obvious East Asian appearance standing in front of his door in his spiritual vision?

Let’s do some divination.

“Is it risky for me to open the door?”

Klein flipped a coin.

There are risks on the front and the door cannot be opened, but there are no risks on the back and the door can be opened.

But the coin stood up.

"..."

This is not funny.

This means that he cannot predict the other party's fortune, and the other party's anti-divination ability is far superior to his.

Seeing this result, Klein didn't want to open the door anymore, but in his spiritual vision, the three people hadn't left yet?
As if seeing Klein's astonished face, the young man in the middle smiled playfully and rang the doorbell again.

The two of them just looked at each other from a spiritual perspective through the door.

About a minute later, Klein's tense spirit began to wear thin. The boy continued to stare into his eyes and rang the doorbell.

At this time, perhaps because of the repeated ringing of the doorbell, Mrs. Starling, the landlady of the next room, opened the door.

The pretty landlady looked at the three guests who were obviously from outside the city and kept ringing Detective Sherlock's doorbell, and couldn't help but ask.

"How many are there?"

From Klein's perspective, after the landlady came out, the boy stopped ringing the doorbell.

Klein originally wanted to run away when he saw the situation was bad, but after the landlady came out, he didn't dare to act rashly.

Who are these people and what do they want?
For someone like this who couldn't even be divined, it was obvious that he was a Beyonder. Was he Sequence 5? Or something else?
Klein was about to wait and see what would happen, but he noticed the young man smiling and speaking to Mrs. Stellin.

"We are Mr. Sherlock's fellow countrymen."

The moment he heard this, Klein felt as if his heart was being tightly gripped by an invisible hand, nearly stopping.

The air around seemed to freeze, filled with a suffocating feeling of oppression.

This is not just because of the word "fellow villager", the more terrible thing is.

The young man was clearly speaking Chinese.

But Mrs. Starling actually... understood?

"Oh, then Sherlock must be a famous detective in his hometown."

Mrs. Starling smiled in response.

"Yes, Mr. Sherlock is not only a great detective, but also has extraordinary knowledge. We usually call him Professor Moriarty."

Xu Nan replied politely, but his last words were directed towards the door. His eyes met Klein's directly.

"Don't you think so, Professor Moriarty?"

(End of this chapter)