Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 119: The deception plan was frustrated
Qilingos could rely on this glove to stay safe and sound in Backlund after failing to assassinate a duke, despite being surrounded, wanted, and offered a bounty. So could he do the same.

If you can't do it, you might as well find a piece of tofu and kill yourself. It will only bring shame to the time traveler.

After paying the reward and watching Williams and the other men divide the spoils, and after they excitedly ordered another glass of wine and started drinking, Philip no longer wanted to stay and left quietly.

Black Palm Street at night.

In a one-bedroom room.

After Gray closed the door, he walked towards the bed with unsteady steps and then collapsed on it. His red face with hideous scars was full of satisfaction. In the silent and dark atmosphere, he fell asleep directly.

However, a dark shadow in a hooded robe appeared at the bedside. In the absence of any light source, relying solely on the crimson moonlight pouring onto the ground from the window, no one dared to assert that they could discern any information about the person's appearance from the shadow.

Philip narrowed his eyes, his left hand tightly grasping the black glove on his right hand, which gradually squirmed and began to move.

After more than ten seconds, the latter gradually fell silent, leaving only some almost instinctive slow rises and falls, as if expressing protest.

Damn it, you can't even hold back for such a short time. If I wasn't worried that you'd get sick from being hungry for too long, or that you'd go crazy from starvation and eat me, I would have sent you directly to the shadow world to get used to a restrained life, where you'd eat only once every ten or twenty days.
While Philip was muttering to himself helplessly, he also gave up the idea of using the souls of the Beyonders in the gloves before they ate, and then began to use his own "Eye of the Heart".

He really felt regretful about this monocle. If it did not lack the most important "soothing" ability, its function could be said to be completely covered by the "creeping hunger", and it was the kind that should be eliminated the most.

But now, the situation has reversed. The "psychiatrist's" soul can be liberated in the shadow world. Then, he can directly ask for the potion formula and obtain the corresponding extraordinary characteristics, and sell it to Miss "Justice".
hiss~
By this calculation, the potion formulas and corresponding Beyonder characteristics of the five Beyonder souls in the glove of "Creeping Hunger" alone are almost worth 20,000 to 30,000 pounds?!
Sharon and Maric have taken great advantage of me. Although it is possible that they do not have such a detailed understanding of "Shepherd", after all, I have received such a great benefit. I will find a way to repay them in the future. Philip quickly collected his thoughts and continued to use the "mind's eye" to read minds.

Facing this gangster who wasn't even a Beyonder and was already drunk and unconscious, he easily got into the groove and got straight to the point.
"How many bad things have you done?"

Philip, the dark side of the East District, had long understood it from his original body's memories and the interactions he had had with them during this period. He knew that if all the gang members were killed, some would be innocent and not guilty. But if they were all lined up and killed one by one, then...
There will definitely be some that slip through the net.

The gangster named Gray in front of him did not disappoint him. He immediately told him about his shameful past, and at Philip's request, he took the initiative to confess all the accomplices he knew and related information.

It saves a lot of effort. I should have thought of it earlier. As long as I find one, I can expand it slowly like the industrial chain. There is no need to hire people to find it.
But after thinking that it was only a few soli, Philip felt relieved. He quickly devoured the opponent's flesh and soul with "Creeping Hunger", and then tried to use the ability of "Faceless Man".

Although one can become anything he wants, it is impossible for people to imagine a person's appearance out of thin air without any basis. After repeated consideration, Philip still chose the late "werewolf" Tyr, which was a bit unethical.

Anyway, as long as he has a face, he can make sure it's not him.

In the almost pitch-black room, Philip went to the worn full-length mirror in the corner and carefully examined his face. After finding that there were almost no problems with the details, he couldn't help but think to himself:
"The necessity for a 'silver' ring isn't that great anymore, so I can consider it. But unless you're in a situation like I was back then, what normal man would buy this?"

Otherwise, try to trick Klein? Hmm, the triple mirror substitution technique is undeniably useful. Furthermore, the Joker's coordination and body control, along with the fact that there's no need to worry about his voice being exposed after he goes invisible, can be very useful at critical moments. Try to trick him a few times, and it won't hurt you.

At worst, I can sell it at half price.

While Philip was daydreaming, he did not stop at all. He used the blood bottle that had been filled with blood in advance to rub his "bloodthirsty heart". Then he used the dark wing ability provided by the other party and left the block directly within a few minutes.

The next morning, 17 Braun Street.

"puff!"

Klein spat the water he used to rinse his mouth directly onto the sink. He wiped the water from the corner of his mouth with his hand, then confirmed with a very interesting expression, "You mean, after wearing this extraordinary item, I will completely transform into a woman?"

"Yes."

Philip nodded, took out the silver ring, and then said, "Look in the mirror and take a closer look at your poor disguise. Apart from the beard, there is almost no change. You can't keep it like this, can you?"

"But." Klein frowned, thinking of Tris in Tingen City. He simply took the "witch" potion to change his gender and successfully deceived their Nighthawks team. In the end, he even escaped successfully on a steam train.

To be honest, he knew in his heart that if he had this extraordinary item, it would be much more convenient at the critical moment. After all, no one could guarantee that he would not meet the former Nighthawk.

"Never mind. I don't need it, for now."

After a long moment, dignity finally triumphed over rationality. Klein shook his head in refusal and began washing his face with a towel.

Philip reluctantly put away the silver ring and put it back into his pocket. He did not insist any further and went back to the room to send the "Creeping Hunger" back into the shadow world.

Of course, that's not all. He plans to liberate the soul of the "psychologist" in the glove, then ask the other party for the formula of the potion and obtain its extraordinary properties.

At the next Tarot meeting, apart from the "Sun" who is already exploding with gold coins, Mr. "Hanged Man" and Miss "Justice" will probably bleed a lot of money. Philip sighed, pinching his chin.

What's going on? I suddenly feel a little excited.

(End of this chapter)