New Gods of North America

After roughly confirming the overall situation,

Lina took the wanted warrant and ran to the "slender figure" or "thin man" Charlie and looked at him, still looking a little unhappy.

Doug and the agents had already checked all the other bodies, but Inissa and Lina had specifically instructed that this body not be moved, so it was left there basically as it was.

After the corpse turned back into an ordinary person's appearance, this guy was compared with the portrait and description on the wanted poster. Even with an "inclusive and open" perspective, he could only be considered "similar in spirit".

It just so happens that the bounty for one of his heads is only worth 300 US dollars, and if the price is increased by 20%, it will be 360 ​​US dollars. Unfortunately, because the probability of exchanging it for the bounty seems not too high, it has not been included in the total income for the time being.

But no matter what, we have to drag him to the town and try to see if we can get the bounty.

Lina tried to deceive herself, "They are actually quite similar, right?"

Wayne nodded beside him, "Except for the hair color, eye color and appearance, they are indeed quite similar in temperament."

This is a bit similar to the so-called "couple look". If you stare at them for a while, they do have similarities, but if a stranger takes a quick look, they basically don't look good.

Inissa also confirmed that the members had received medical treatment and came over to continue observing the changes in the "skinny" Charlie:

"Generally speaking, when dealing with Beyonders from the Dark Realm, the most worrying thing is 'residues'. Although Chris came here to seek revenge and seemed to be very familiar with this guy, he probably wouldn't give him a chance to revive, but he might not consider the possible 'contamination' left behind."

As Inesa spoke, she turned over the skinny Charlie with her leather-gloved hands and began to formally examine his condition.

The body of "Thin Guy" Charlie was still in the kneeling position with his upper body leaning forward. It was already starting to become a little stiff, and it was a little difficult to "spread out".

This is a typical execution posture, and it is also a classic open-minded type, but surprisingly there is no blood.

As Inissa moved, a coin rolled down from above the chest of "Thin" Charlie.

Lina bent down and picked it up quickly, then glanced at it, seeming a little disappointed:

"I thought it was a $1 silver coin, but it turned out to be this."

Wayne leaned over to take a look. The silver coin was indeed a coin, but it was minted privately.

The pattern on the silver coin was a twisted cursive letter "R". Wayne still remembered it. "Isn't this the symbol of the 'Regulator' organization?!"

Wayne and his friends had previously picked up a metal badge with the same pattern in Blackrock Town, but it was probably still buried in Wayne's cellar and had not been brought here.

Theoretically, Wayne and they are still enemies.

The kind that doesn't require a reason to shoot.

"Um."

Lina nodded and weighed the silver coin. "Putting silver coins on the body was originally a funeral custom in some parts of Frankish Canada. After it gradually spread, it became the so-called 'funeral silver coins'. Some organizations and gangs also use it as a hint of life threat.

"But it was placed here. It must have been stuffed into him by Chris, right? It might mean that the execution was successful."

Wayne thought this made sense, but when he thought about it,

Good fellow,

It turns out that the "supervisors" active in this area are probably all after "Thin" Charlie? Are they just committing crimes by chance?

Wayne still remembered that Chris said at the time that "Thin" Charlie was the "traitor" among them.

Thinking of Chris, Wayne turned his head and looked at Lina:

"Where's the stuff Chris dug out of him earlier?"

Lina pointed to Inissa's side, where there was a jar, which should have been the chef's ingredient jar.

When I lifted it up, I saw a heart surrounded by black air. The size seemed a little smaller than that of an adult. No wonder it looked a little "soft" at that time.

Although there was no peculiar smell, the heart was obviously not fresh, and its texture was somewhere between "rotten" and "specimen".

Inesa was still observing the condition of "Thin" Charlie, and she didn't even turn her head back:

"Do you remember the indigenous tribe in your town? The 'pollution' they suffered came from the evil spirit in the cave that had the residual thoughts of the higher evil spirit.

"The same goes for these black gases. They look like they have been processed in a similar way. Even the source of their status seems to be the same."

Wayne briefly recalled the time when he needed to drink holy water regularly to "aid digestion".

It didn't feel very good. "So from the perspective of extraordinary materials, this heart is actually useless?"

Inissa turned her head and glanced at Wayne, and found that Wayne was looking at the half-rotten heart with a bitter face.

So she smiled a little:

"As far as it's concerned, the so-called 'extraordinary materials' should refer to the lingering dark aura, not the heart. I've asked Parker to help brew the potion, and it should be possible to extract them.

"Lina needs to avoid being contaminated by too many different types of higher-level beings. I don't need spiritual materials for now, so it's up to you. You can keep it for yourself or donate it to the church.

"If we move it quickly enough, it shouldn't be completely gone by the time we get it to the nearest town church. I just don't know if the local priest can identify its value."

It sounds like the "medicinal properties" won't last long...

Inessa continued:

"For ordinary Beyonders, Beyonder materials that retain the influence of a Higher Being are like toxic drugs. If you are not careful, you will lose control or have sequelae that you cannot get rid of. I generally do not recommend trying to absorb them.

"However, you have absorbed a large amount of suspected homologous contamination before, and seem to have a good 'resistance' to it, so if you try to absorb it, the risk may be relatively small, but you need to evaluate it yourself."

Hmm...

Wayne thought for a moment, "How much holy water do we have on hand?"

…

The group had originally planned to continue their journey today when the rain stopped.

But since they had just experienced a battle, it would take time to bury the extra bodies and allow the wounded to recover, so in the end everyone stayed for another day.

In the evening, Wayne hid in the carriage with a bowl of "black coffee" that had cooled down but still had a faint black smell.

First I took a deep breath, then I opened my vision to the simple lines and began to absorb them.

He had several bottles of holy water at hand, ready to be used to aid digestion.

Compared to the extraordinary people who had no "absorption ability", Wayne's treatment was slightly better. At least he didn't have to actually drink the bowl of black water.

So Wayne reached his hand into the bowl, trying to open the invisible "eye" in his body and absorb the extraordinary power contained in it.