Siren Blade

Chapter 39 Alma Mater
"When you killed the old bone, although my restart was not fully completed, I still collected some of his spirit body fragments inside the Siren Blade." The Siren explained to me this way.

"Isn't the old bone I killed a clone? Although his main body is definitely dead, it should be far away from where I killed the clone, right?" I asked.

"It has nothing to do with the distance. As long as it is killed by you, the fragments of the spirit body will eventually come to you." Some of the spirit fragments will gather. For example, a man with wings fell from a cliff and died. He could fly, but he was chopped off with a siren blade. Wings; and the cause of death is ultimately falling to death, but there are still your factors in it. The higher the proportion of your factors, the more spirit fragments you get; vice versa, the less, or even none."

I digested the information first, and then asked, "So...can I check the memory of the old bone now?"

As long as you look at the memory of the old bone, you can know the true face of the person behind him.

If it is Baiju, you can get more clues about Baiju; and even if it is not, you can also use this to find out the motives of the person behind the old bone.

At present, it is clear that the person behind the old bone, like Baiju, has some unknown intention for the remains of "it", and I want to know what this intention is, so that I can better grasp Baiju possible movement.

"Not yet, I'm too late to complete the restart. The spirit fragments of the old bones have gradually lost their individuality due to being stored for too long, and the memories imprinted on them have also become somewhat blurred, so I need more time to extract them now... Give me another day or two." Siren shook his head, "And even if it is extracted, I don't know how much memory will be lost..."

"What's going on here?" I asked.

"The part of human beings who preserves memory is not the spirit body, but the biological brain. It's just that the spirit body has the nature of changing itself according to the shape of the physical container, so it will get traces of memory. It's like you write on the first page of a notebook, the first page The second page will also leave traces due to the pressure of the pen." She said, "The situation of the old bones and spirit body fragments is because time has passed, so the traces have faded... This is the possibility of memory loss. "

Hearing this, I noticed another thing, "You are clearly the power of my true spirit, but you have knowledge that I don't know."

"You are the body and I am the spirit; you are the master and I am the weapon; you are the king and I am the mount... Different perspectives will naturally lead to different experiences," she said.

"So that's how it is..." I tentatively accepted this statement and thought at the same time, "That is to say, it's better for me to kill the middleman..."

According to the clues provided by the blue bird, there is likely to be some kind of profound connection between the middle man and the old bone.If I can't get clues from the old bone, then I can only start from the middleman.And the simplest and most efficient method is nothing more than killing it and taking away its memory.

It just so happens that the middleman is also a perverted murderer, so I have no qualms about doing it.

The problem is that succubus who joined forces with the middleman... If I meet her, can I deal with it?
Also, where is the most critical middleman now?If he really has stayed away from Liucheng as Jade Bird said, then my plan will come to nothing.

I have to figure out a way...

The Siren suddenly asked: "Are you really planning to chase that hand?"

"Yes." I admitted as usual.

She was a little silent.

Maybe even she objected to me chasing the hand, but I couldn't help chasing it.

I'm probably still stuck in a dream.It is neither the dream that the siren created for me, nor the dream that the blue bird persuaded me to stay, but lost alone in the forest in the middle of the night, under the gaze of the silver moonlight, being infatuated with things that seem human but not human A grotesque dream of wild orgy.

The story of the devil Li Duo may have ended long ago, but the obsessive ghost still remains in this body.

If I stand still, I cannot transcend myself.

Unknowingly, the dream also changed.I found that I was no longer walking on the streets of the city, but came to the very familiar dark mountain forest, with a silver full moon hanging high in the night.The siren walked ahead, entered a clearing, turned to me and said, "I see, I will help you."

"Thank you." I said.

She suddenly asked: "Speaking of which, are you really not going to have sex with me?"

"Don't do it." Being interrupted like this, I couldn't keep up my pace, "And you've become so small..."

"My shape settings can be changed freely."

"But I don't have that desire for humans."

She emphasized, "I am not a person, but a weapon."

"No, you are human." I said firmly.

She paused for a while, and then said: "Well, then tell me when you want to do it."

"Compared to this, how am I going to wake up from this dream?" I asked.

She knelt down on the empty grass and patted her thigh, "Please lie down here."

I understood what she meant, "...it must be like this?"

"It has to be like this." She said with a small face seriously.

I was a little hesitant, but in the end I followed her instructions and lay down on my side beside her, resting my cheek on her lap.

She gently covered my eyes with her hands, and hummed softly.It is a very warm melody reminiscent of the sunlight passing through the branches and leaves of trees and casting large flickering spots on the grass.Even in such a dark and cold dream, as long as I hear this melody, it seems that I will never get lost again.

Sleepiness flooded my mind like a rising tide.

"You will wake up in reality. The reality that has made you extremely cruel and is also extremely cruel to you." The Siren's soft voice finally reached my ears, "But please believe, I am your partner. No matter what happens, I will always stand firmly by your side and do my best for you."
-
The next morning, I tried a little bit what the Siren said, and without summoning the Siren Blade, I blessed myself with the power of the Siren Blade.Then it worked out fairly smoothly.

It seems that as long as you think hard in your mind, it will be enough, and this state can indeed be permanent.

It's just a partial power, and it's more focused on strengthening awareness, but it's just what I want.

Since I had experienced some adventures in the different space before, I also specially focused on supplementing the knowledge about the different space in the general knowledge textbook of the Security Bureau.Probably keeping pace with the times, the textbooks are available in electronic document versions, which is very convenient for me to carry with me to read and study with my mobile phone.

When I went to the Security Bureau to report, I also bumped into Qingniao, and she hung a white amulet around my neck as soon as we met.

"This is the anti-charm talisman. I made it myself last night. If a charm spell works on you, this talisman will heat up and release the power to dispel the charm." She said solemnly, "I don't know that charm Has the demon left Liucheng? Just in case, I will equip it for you first. Don't lose it!"

It seems that she is really worried that the succubus will find me.

I humbly accepted it.And I'm also worried that I'll run into a succubus.

But what I'm going to be busy with today has nothing to do with succubus and middlemen for the time being.

I dare not forget what Lie Que told me yesterday. He asked me to go to my alma mater today to investigate the strange talk incident.Now I am half a law enforcement warlock, and I can't shirk the task of the Security Bureau.

The students were in class in the morning, so I entered the school while the students were resting at noon.The security guards didn't stop me either. I'm still a person with an official identity, and I came here in the name of investigating the death of a teacher some time ago.

Looking at the environment inside the school, I have mixed feelings.Just five years ago, I was also a humble member here, worrying about homework, exams, and entering a higher school.Now, he has transformed from an ordinary student into a perverted murderer and returned to his alma mater in his hometown city... If the behavior of other accomplished people returning to their alma mater is called "returning to the hometown", then I am clearly "returning to the hometown in blood".

Don't think too much, just finish the task first.This is my first official assignment in the Security Bureau, and I plan to follow the normal process step by step.

First, communicate with those in the know.

In the final analysis, the reason why the death of the teacher was related to the ghost talk was because during the official investigation into the school, a student connected the matter with the ghost talk in the official inquiry, and the record of the inquiry attracted the attention of the students. Security Bureau attention.

The student's name was "Joann" and I found him shortly near the cafeteria.

He is a pretty handsome male student, with creamy white skin, short black hair, and a slender figure.In particular, the school uniform is still a sportswear-style uniform that conceals gender differences, which further highlights his neutral feeling.Fortunately, the colors of school uniforms for men and women are different, boys are black and women are white, so it is not impossible to distinguish his gender.But if he was given a white school uniform, it might not be unnatural to dress up as a schoolgirl.

Assuming that the ghost story is true, he may be the type whose perception is naturally superior to that of ordinary people.After discovering this type of person, the Security Bureau has the responsibility to guide them.

I tried to ask him about the incident, and he seemed quite sure that there was a "supernatural incident" in the school. Instead, he asked me, "Are you an official responsible for solving supernatural incidents?"

"Yes, I am." I admitted without hesitation.

What reason is there to deny it?The Security Bureau didn't have any rules against disclosing information about secret events, it might be better to say that they were in a helpless situation where they couldn't do anything to promote themselves.

In order to facilitate the conversation, I also summoned the weapon in front of him, and then quickly put it away.

"Unexpectedly... actually there is such a department! I knew it!" His face was flushed with excitement, and he was almost jumping up, and then he became uneasy again, and asked cautiously, "That...you didn't tell me Is there a problem? If I tell others about the weapon you summoned out of thin air just now... it must not be allowed, right?"

"No problem, allow to speak."

"Ah?" He was stunned, "Then, can I still take photos and videos?"

"can."

He pressed, "What if I post it on the Internet?"

"Publish whatever you want."

"This..." He felt uneasy on the contrary, "Could it be that you mean that if I have the courage to do whatever I want, you will do whatever I want..."

Seeing him look forward and backward, I miss it instead, recalling the time when I was still in the dream.At that time, I also had the same reaction when I saw the blue bird summoning the thunder and lightning sword.

"Stop thinking about it here, I won't do anything to you." I said, "Let's talk about your case first. How did you become sure that the death of the teacher was related to the ghost story?"

He also calmed down, organized his words, and then said: "Because... because the strange story is true. And the place where the teacher fell is just above the place where the strange story happened."

"How are you so sure that the ghost story is true?" I asked.

"Because I have encountered it before." He said firmly.

He then described his experience:
At noon the day before the teacher's death, he went to the bathroom after the first class in the afternoon.On the way back to the classroom, I suddenly found an extra door at the end of the corridor.

That door looked no different from the doors in other classrooms, but there shouldn't be a door in this position.When he saw the door, he immediately thought of the strange talk that began to circulate in the school a few years ago-it is said that there is a door that does not exist somewhere in the teaching building. Wraith.

He also heard this ghost story when he first entered school, and felt that it was no different from ghost stories in other schools.But when he heard this strange talk again in the past two weeks, he somehow had a wonderful intuition, feeling that this strange talk exudes an intriguing atmosphere from between the lines.

But today, he finally witnessed the real body of this strange talk.

When he pulled his attention from the memory, he suddenly found that he had pushed the door open at some point.

Not only that, his body actually walked behind the door by itself!
He immediately wanted to run back, but just turned around, the door suddenly closed automatically as if it was loaded with a spring, and there was a loud bang, which made him fall to the ground in fright.

Now is not the time to sit on the ground, he quickly got up from the ground and looked around.Then, he found himself still in the corridor of the teaching building, but the corridor and the walls were old and dirty for some reason, the windows were covered with blood-stained mud and the environment was quite dark.Only a few light bulbs were on overhead, half of them flickering nervously.

But when he turned around and wanted to reopen the door, he found that the door had disappeared, and there was only a bare concrete wall in front of him.

(End of this chapter)