Let the whole universe drop SAN together

Igor walked to the door of the room, motioned for the secretary to step back, and swiped his card to open the door.

The moment the door opened, he glanced inside, and sure enough, he saw that Azathoth had returned, collapsed on the bed in the shape of a salted fish, holding a tentacle and staring at the ceiling in a daze.The ceiling, walls, and carpeted floor were covered with vine-like tentacles extending from the shadows. Igor raised his hand and stroked the edge of the door frame, and the tentacles crawling on the light switch immediately receded like a tide. went back.

Their owners sat up from the bed and cast their gazes over.

Miss Secretary was behind Igor, and she felt a blur in front of her eyes, as if the pattern on the ground had changed from the first time she saw it?

"We have a guest."

As soon as Igor finished speaking, Hugo tore open the window, threw the bionic birds in front of him on the outer window sill, and kicked all the remaining parts on the carpet under the bed.

After Miss Secretary walked in, she saw two people in the room, one with a hood and the other with an innocent expression, staring straight at her.Her eyes swept over the shaking windows and the row of black-capped sparrows facing the room with their buttocks on the window sill, and she didn't notice anything wrong at all. She casually said to Igor who was pretending to be a middle-aged man: "This Are the two of your children?"

——Then again, she originally thought that this uncle who seemed to have hyperlipidemia, hypertension, and coronary heart disease would be easier to deal with, so she made an impulsive shot in the elevator.

Igor cleared his throat, put the cake bag on the table first, and then said to Azathoth, "Wait a minute, I'll go remove the makeup."

He walked into the bathroom that came with the room like no one else was there.A few minutes later, a young man whose appearance, age and even height changed a little came out.The Secretary of the Consul of Port Yarpley City Hall stared at him dumbfounded, and it took him a long time to spit out a name: "...Igor Sullivan?"

"It's me." After Igor nodded, he briefly explained his itinerary for this afternoon to Azathoth.But Miss Secretary's appearance was completely unexpected: "Why did you come to this hotel?"

The secretary hadn't recovered from the legendary encounter of 'I met a federally wanted criminal with a higher bounty while running away', and said in a trance: "Just call me Elaine. I... the owner of this hotel is I'm an old acquaintance, I believe he won't betray me to the city hall, that's why I hid here, I want to see the situation in two days before deciding where to move."

She actually wanted to ask 'Why are you here again? ! ’, but swallowed before he could speak, and calmly explained for a moment: “There are no stairwells above the [-]th floor of this building. The owner of the hotel helped me turn off the camera. If the elevator next to the staff could be used, I would not have encountered it.” Stranger’s. It’s a pity that it broke down today, and the maintenance man didn’t come to the door in time.”

Hugo made the bionic bird without delaying it from browsing the star network, and now he asked curiously: "Do you really want to run away because you are going to be pushed out by the mayor as a scapegoat?"

Elaine stopped breathing, and her expression was a little angry: "This matter is a long story... But since Igor Sullivan is here, I believe in the character of the marshal, and I am not worried that you will report me. "

This was a high-sounding statement, but in fact, she knew that what she was relying on was that Igor did not dare to show up in public to deal with the authorities.And for some reason, this room gave Elaine a weird feeling, like stuffiness and lack of oxygen.Her emotions gradually became agitated, as if the emotions that had been suppressed for a long time broke out, making it impossible for people to remain silent:

"As I said earlier in the elevator, I know who the most terrifying and evil heretic in this city is."

"— O'Casey Griffin! Mister Mayor of Port Yardley!"

After uttering this name, she seemed to have given up on herself, a sickly flush appeared on her beautiful face, and she walked around excitedly: "Perhaps you will think that I am shirking responsibility when I say this, but the fact is that In front of people's eyes. Why is the black trade of smuggling and human trafficking in the port of Yarplai not curbed at all? Why is the power of the Holy See shrinking day by day, even ignoring the Ability God theory that spreads throughout the slums?"

"Because the governor of the city hall is the real murderer behind the scenes!"

Elaine took a deep breath and opened her eyes wide: "I witnessed it with my own eyes! That man O'Casey Griffin is a beast! He...he is not one of those heretics who were tried by the Federation for not believing in the Supreme God , but genuine cultists who sacrificed countless innocent lives in blood, just to gain the favor of evil gods and realize their ambitions!"

Seeing that Igor still maintained his thoughtful expression, she clenched her fists and said, "Mr. Marshal, if I remember correctly, you should have an Omega sister."

Igor raised his eyes and looked directly at her: "...What do you mean?"

"This matter is not a secret among the high-ranking officials. I just think that your sister is missing, and maybe I can empathize with other Omega's experiences." Elaine said.

"I was promoted to my current position two years ago, and O'Casey Griffin has been in office for four full years. In my impression, at least once a year, the interstellar pirates will ship from their own exclusive routes Big shipments. I didn't know what those were at first...I, I thought Mr. Griffin was just like those dissatisfied people who wanted to make some extra money for themselves."

"——until I saw with my own eyes that he dragged a strange, seemingly underage Omega off the spaceship. He didn't defile that unfortunate Omega, because the flesh and blood sacrificed to the evil god must be pure. He just...just killed him with his own hands in front of me."

Speaking of this, Elaine's voice trembled, as if recalling the scene that kept recurring in her nightmare, tears fell from her eyes.

"I didn't stop him. I was scared, I didn't know what to do, I never thought that this would happen to me... I became an accomplice, those children, who didn't know that they were raped at a young age. They die so painfully... I often have nightmares, dreaming that they come to me and ask me why I am still helping a devil in the world...I don't know."

She choked up, wiped away her tears, and continued: "I am cowardly - I have the courage to resist because I was forced to stay away from a comfortable environment. I need to admit this, and I am willing to accept punishment afterwards. But Okay Sy Griffin must not get away with it."

"And I can trust you now because of Igor Sullivan, Mr. Marshal's arrest warrant is still posted on the star network. I don't care what kind of conflict of interest you have with the top federal officials, and I don't care who it is I am willing to trust the most basic concept of good and evil and empathy in your heart, and I hope you will help me to make the whole thing public."

After this impassioned, eloquent and highly infectious speech was over, no one answered her immediately.

Half a minute later, Azathoth stood up and said slowly, "It sounds like you already have a plan."

Elaine looked away from Igor's face, and looked at this taciturn and unclear young man.The initial impression the other party left on her was not impressive, not as impressive as the black-haired, red-eyed and delicate-looking Hugo.However, it wasn't until this moment that Elena realized that she had been mistaken—Azathoth was actually the one who played the decisive role in this team.

But who is he?Why stay with Igor Sullivan?

... Marshal Sullivan's intimate and respectful attitude couldn't be an illusion caused by trance, right?

The warm summer sun of Port Yarpley shines through the treetops outside the windows into the room, casting dappled shadows on the walls.The birds lying on the window sill made a 'chirp' call, and a few sparrows turned around and looked curiously into the hotel.

Elaine didn't look back, so she didn't see those scenes that seemed to be injected with life into the specimens made by humans in an instant, and the crimson light emanating from their eyes.

"I do have a plan." She couldn't help but also lowered her stance, bowing her head and said, "The Consul prefers young and pure Omega, and yearns frantically for the favor of evil gods. If there is a plausible, fake, Rumors related to the evil gods are spreading in Port Yarpley, and if a suitable child cooperates, he will definitely come to find out by himself."

In fact, Elaine took the elevator downstairs just now, but she couldn't calm down and wanted to try her luck in the slums herself.

Many years later, Miss Secretary recalled this ordinary summer evening in Port Yarpley, and couldn't help but wonder if she had the good luck of winning a prize of tens of millions even if she bought a lottery ticket.

Because coincidentally, at this moment, there are really ready-made candidates who can help her solve her current predicament.

"Ms. Elaine, please wait in the hotel for a while, we can handle this matter." Igor said, and brought Elaine, who still had tears on her face, into the bathroom to wash.

After the bathroom door was locked, there was a 'snap' sound, and the tentacles hiding under the bed whipped out the eyeball camera that had been placed under him for a long time and hit the wall.The round glass ball turned twice, and the red port pointed at the ceiling and stopped moving.

"Evil gods? Cultists?" Azathoth snorted inexplicably, picked up the disposable fork provided by the cake shop on the table, and slammed it into the red strawberry topped with cream.

--Pooh!They are all fakes!

**

Ford Hill squatted halfway on the dirty dirt floor, looked at the little girl in front of him, and repeated patiently: "You can call me Ford, I am a commentator from the capital, and this is my business card."

He handed the small card with his name and occupation printed on it in front of Erica, waiting for the other party's response.

"Hello." Erica whispered.She glanced at the business card quickly, and then asked nervously, "What's the matter for you to find me? Mr. Ford, my friends and parents are nearby. Is there anything we can do to help you?"

Ford pretended not to hear the warning in her words, and said to himself: "I have inquired about your family situation. Your elders are all local residents of Port Yarpley, with limited ability to support their families, and compulsory education in the war zone. Without popularization, they can't afford an Omega girl to go to school. But as far as I know, you are extremely talented in learning, you like to go to school and are willing to learn new knowledge, right?"

Erica shrugged her shoulders vigilantly and said nothing.

"I can help you." The blond Alpha said frankly, "You see, with my identity and money, sending a girl from the border area to school in the capital is not worth mentioning. If you want, I will I can immediately contact the teachers of the key schools to supplement your pre-school knowledge and take an entrance test, and you can sit in the classroom with your peers this fall, how about it?" The little Omega girl in front of him couldn't help but show a heart-beating expression.

But Erica still endured the urge to agree and asked back: "So what do you need me to do in exchange?"

Ford said: "I hope you can tell me, what is it about you saying that you can communicate with the evil god? Besides, do you know anything else about this alien god that the locals believe in?"

However, before he finished speaking, Erica suddenly turned around and ran towards the slums when she heard the word 'evil god'.

Ford had no idea that this reasonable and affordable deal would fail at the first step of communication.He froze for a moment, and after realizing it, he subconsciously took two steps with his long legs, but watched as the petite and nimble Erica disappeared around the corner of the alley.

"...What's going on?" He murmured and walked over, looking into the distance, the intricately structured alleys full of side roads were empty, and there was no sound of footsteps.

However, the small footprints left by Erica clearly remained on the dirt, which suddenly disappeared out of thin air after reaching a certain position.

"Is it a secret passage, or a hallucination?" The man was talking to himself while stroking the rough gray wall, trying to figure out what happened in the blink of an eye just now.At this moment, under the gradually darkening sky, there was the sound of birds flapping their wings.

'Chirp chirp - chirp chirp. '

The sparrows twittered and landed on the top of the wall that was half as high as a person.

Ford Hill raised his head upon hearing the sound, and when he saw the scene under the rising silver moon, his gray pupils shrank suddenly——

On the road directly in front of him, two tall and straight gray walls are parallel to each other, and two rows of black-capped sparrows are neatly parked on it.

The moment he raised his head and saw them, the birds turned their heads in this direction as if they were in control, and for some reason, the bright red light that was particularly dazzling in the night was shining in their lifeless eyes.

' Chirp chirp, chirp chirp. '

The sparrows croaked in unison, their feet and bodies remained motionless, but their feathers were distinctly lifelike.The triangular pitch-black beak also opened and closed in response to the call, appearing extremely natural.

Ford froze, inexplicably having the illusion of being closely watched by dozens of intelligent creatures.Cold sweat oozes from his back, obviously there is no obstacle in the road, but he dare not take a step forward in front of this treacherous scene.