Ability Files

The time in the compartment cannot be determined. It may have been most of the night, and it may have been only an hour or two. When the sound of unlocking the lock came from outside, I woke up from a semi-confused state.

"It's here, come out!" Someone shouted at us.

I cheered up all of a sudden, stood up and walked outside. Justin slept more soundly than me, and he was not woken up.When I passed by him, I stretched out my foot and kicked his calf, only then did I see him open his eyes, get up staggeringly and follow me.

The outside is already full of stars, and the moon is hanging high in the sky. Obviously, a lot of time has passed since the departure.After throwing Justin and me out of the van, the van drove away without even a single person left to watch over us.

This is at the entrance of a large house in a manor. The house has the style of a medieval European villa, but it reveals a little modern style from time to time.I looked at the surrounding layout, and I can confirm that the defense measures buried here are almost fearless. Compared with ACC's, although it is not as technical as it is, it is even more defenseless.Here, whether it is the lawn, the trees, the towering statues or the huge fountain, the villa is skillfully placed in a position that is easy to defend and difficult to attack. hide yourself.

"Guests from afar are welcome. If you are interested in these scenery, I am happy to take you to enjoy it tomorrow. However, you can't appreciate the beauty of the scenery here now. Please follow me to go inside and rest first!" "The door was opened from the inside, and the orange light came through from behind. Someone walked up behind me and spoke very politely.

Interesting, they used that tough method to catch us, but now they treat us as guests...

"Okay, then I'll trouble you." Since the other party wants to be a hospitable host, why should I spoil his interest? We will know tomorrow what the other party is selling.

"Please come with me..." The middle-aged man dressed in a butler tuxedo bowed and then led Justin and me into the house.

The hall in front of us is magnificent, and the antique decoration style seems a bit out of tune with us standing in it.The high-hanging Italian-style chandelier hangs from the high dome, and the orange light illuminates every corner of the hall. The pillars carved with exquisite patterns support the inner corridor on the second floor, and the wooden fence has a beautiful arc. Wire.

The most striking thing is a marble statue next to the curved staircase.

The pure white statue is carved with two figures, one is an angel with two wings, and the other is a poor man.The poor man in ragged clothes lay half on his stomach, supported his upper body on the ground with one hand, raised his hand high, and stretched out his flat palm to the angel looking down at him above his head.The angel's wings were open, his expression was serene, his half-closed eyes were full of pity, one hand was pressed on his chest, and the other was stretched out to the poor's flat palm. Time seemed to be frozen at the moment when the two were about to touch.The lines of the statue are very smooth, and the shape cleverly avoids the feeling of falling. Seeing that the angel's toes are supported by the flowing cloud-like pattern, it looks as light as it can fly away at any time and escape from this world.

Being led away from the statue by the butler, I took another look at the angel with a compassionate look, and I couldn't erase the strangeness in my heart.

We didn't step up the stairs, and pushed open the door connecting the hall. There was a long corridor with countless doors symmetrically. Justin and I were invited to a room near the bottom.

The butler opened the doors of two adjacent rooms and led us into one of them.

"If you need anything, just press the bell, and someone will come to serve you!" He pointed to the bell on the bed and said, "The bathroom is next to you, please help yourself!"

"Well, thank you!" I responded lightly.

"That's what I should do!" He bowed again, and backed away.

After he left, I began to check the environment of the room.

Like the retro hall outside, this guest room is filled with the decoration style of centuries ago, and the most distinctive feature is the huge floor-to-ceiling windows.I stepped forward to open the huge cloth curtain, stretched out my hand and pushed it, only to find that the handles on it were just decorations, the entire window was welded to death, and the glass was also made of high-strength synthetic products. A grenade will not explode for a while.After arriving at this room, if you want to get out from here, you have to break the wall or leave from the long corridor outside.Sure enough, they weren't going to put us where we could leave easily.

"I can't get out, it seems that I can only be manipulated by others." I pulled the curtain back to the original place, raised my index finger in front of my mouth, and gave Justin a silent "shh", and then began to carefully check the small objects around me , especially the few knick-knacks placed by the bed.

The decoration is too cumbersome, so it is not easy to distinguish whether there are small things such as monitors. Fortunately, the previous sensitivity to such things has not disappeared with the disappearance of the ability. I will check this room soon, and then go to the next door Continue to search.

The layout of the second room is similar to the first, with minor changes.There were no metal dolls on the table beside the bed, but there was a book - a hardcover version of the "Bible", with a small bookmark in the shape of a maple leaf inside.

"Listen, Justin, we're probably going to be here for a good while. If you're going to go out and find Bowe, then pretend you don't know anything other than me asking you to talk, no matter what. You can't reveal any news! Do you understand?" I stared at him.

"I see!" He swallowed and nodded emphatically.

"Very good, now, go back to another room and have a good rest! Remember, we are in the same group, and whoever reveals his words will be in danger. If you don't want to be treated as a test subject and become that kind of monster, just have a good time with me. cooperate."

When I mentioned the word monster, Justin shivered, with a look of fear on his face: "Hmm!"

"Then, go take a shower and sleep, come to my room when you wake up tomorrow, don't let them have a chance to isolate us."

"understood……"

He trotted out the door and I got up and locked the door and went into the bathroom.

There was a clean bathrobe and a pair of slippers hanging behind the door.

I took off my clothes, shoes and socks, and stood naked in front of the mirror.The figure in the mirror looked a little thin, but the attached muscles were well-proportioned, and the bluish-purple traces that had remained on it had disappeared completely, and there was no trace of it anymore.

The slightly cumbersome metal tube hanging around the neck has not been taken away, just like what I imagined when I hid the tube of medicine inside, what is exposed in front of others will not attract their attention.

Unscrew one end of the metal tube and take out the medicine inside. Since the syringe was taken away in the backpack, it can only be taken directly with the lid off.

After removing the fifteen bottles of dilution potion in my backpack, I only have this last bottle of potion left. It can be said that this is the only bargaining chip I have left—as long as the other party does not actually grasp the secret recipe.

But what I want to do now is to take this bottle of potion slowly!

When the mutant I encountered in the slums brushed past my hand to throw Justin down, I did indeed read its memory, but the contact time was too short, and the flashing picture just flashed in my mind.

This shows what?

It's my powers that are recovering...

It just seems that it can only be applied to supernatural beings and mutants, because I can't feel any information from Justin and them.Isn't that what my original ability is like?From being able to only feel the emotional fluctuations of the supernatural person to reading the memory of the other party, it gradually evolved and strengthened bit by bit... The change in ability at the beginning was related to Dr. Ling's stimulation of my body functions, whether it was an experimental device Drugs or injections are essential.I think my ability will slowly recover, but the current situation is that there is no time to wait for my recovery.

What I need is not the ability to only read the memories of supernatural beings, but the ability to see through ordinary people like before.

Without Dr. Ling's experimental equipment, the only thing I can hope for now is this tube of medicine in my hand-I know that I am taking a risk, and even if I take it, I may not be able to restore my ability, but I have to do it.

There is only one potion in my hand. Although it can be almost concluded that this person has nothing to do with Dr. Ling, even if it is a deal, I am afraid it will not play a vital role. After regaining the ability, it will be different - probably no one among the superiors can escape the temptation to see through the minds of others!

It's not the first time, and it won't be the last, to use yourself as a bargaining chip. It's easier to accept being deprived of liberty and being used as a tool than losing your life.

Take about one-fifth of the dose from the vial and swallow.

The medicinal liquid contains an indescribable taste, which permeates from the first contact with the tongue coating, as if it can penetrate into the cells.In contrast to it, except for the initial feeling of stimulation after swallowing, the feeling of the whole body is not as strong as that of the direct injection. Perhaps because of the small dose, there is only a slight excitement. As for other effects, it is temporary Can't see it either.

Looking at the remaining half of the potion, I sighed secretly, it’s really a pity, if I knew that my ability was recovering, I didn’t need to find a place to study this potion, I just need to wait for the ability to come back and find someone to search the memory one by one, You can always find the root cause... That way, you won't be in the current situation, trapped in a cage and unable to get out.

Looking down and seeing the scars on his hand that were scratched by the black cat, he suddenly thought that he seemed to have been exposed to a little water that diluted the medicine before he came into contact with the mutant—this thought made another guess about his ability to see the picture.

It is necessary to try both methods...

Instead of stuffing the potion back into the metal tube, I sealed it up as it was, and filled the bathtub.The items in this room are quite high-end, and the bathtub also has a massage function.Thinking that I was already trapped here anyway, I simply relaxed my body and enjoyed it.

When they left the bathroom, they changed into the bathrobes they hung behind the door, put the dirty clothes in the clothes basket in the bathroom, inserted the metal tube into the small metal box where the toiletries were placed, and brought the medicine to the bedroom , stuffed under the pillow.

I thought that after taking the medicine, the scenes I dreamed every night before would become clear, but unexpectedly, I didn't see any scenes, and I had no dreams until dawn.

After waking up, I go to the bathroom to meet my physical needs, and I have nothing to do when I return to the bedroom after washing up.

Yesterday's clothes smelled a little because they threw them into the truck. The owner here probably doesn't want me to wear them back. The backpack was taken away, and I don't have any clean clothes to change into. You can't go out in a bathrobe like this, can you?After thinking about it for a while, thinking about the possibility of meeting that mysterious "master" today, I feel the need to put myself in the best condition.Thinking of what the butler said yesterday, you can ring the bell if you need anything, so I tried to press the button beside the bed, and after a while, someone outside started knocking on the door.

I didn't speak at first, and the man didn't push the door, just stayed outside quietly, and continued to knock twice after a while.The door of the guest room itself cannot be locked. In my opinion, it is a waste of energy for them to pretend to be polite, but since it is the owner's interest, it cannot refute the other's interest.Since he wants to pretend, then I naturally only have to cooperate.

I asked someone to come in, and watched the other person push the dining car in, stuck it into the bed, and put it right in front of me, and then took out a full set of clothes from the lower floor of the dining car and put it next to the bed.I glanced at it, it was a complete dress, even including underwear and shoes...

Should the other party be praised for their thoughtfulness?

The visitor did not leave immediately after putting down his things, but opened the door and entered the bathroom. I heard the slight sound of water coming from inside, which seemed to be cleaning work.I finished my breakfast on my own, and then watched her come out with the clothes I put in the clothes basket.

The dining car and dirty clothes were taken away, I changed into the full suit, took out the medicine under the pillow, went to the bathroom and stuffed it into the metal tube.

As I guessed, the whole bathroom was cleaned, and the metal pipe ornaments placed in the frame were naturally moved.As for whether it was moved because it needs to be cleaned, or whether it has been checked in detail, only the other party knows.

I tidied up my clothes in front of the mirror, and felt a little uncomfortable.The clothes are actually very close to the body, but the whole style makes people feel a little stretched, and it is not very convenient to move.Just as he was adjusting the bow tie on the other side of his neck, there were a few knocks on the door, accompanied by Justin's soft call: "Are you there?"

"Come in." I replied, and saw Justin wearing a dress from the open door of the bathroom, and walked in with an uncomfortable expression on his face.

I came out of the bathroom and said to him, "Len."

"Um?"

"My name, you can call me that directly next time,"

"Len?" Justin's expression was delighted and a little unbelievable.

"Well, someone may come to us later, you have to be careful not to show your feet." This is the first time I told him my name. It's been a long time since no one called me that, and even I feel that this name is unfamiliar .

"Okay, Lun!" Justin didn't notice my strangeness. He thought he was accepted by me, so he showed me a sincere smile.

His appearance reminded me of Philip, and I couldn't help frowning. No matter whether they escaped from the research institute or not, we are unlikely to meet again, so since we separated from them, I have almost forgotten that there is such a group of people .

"What's wrong?"

"It's nothing, you find a place to sit first." I didn't take the metal pipe, and after saying hello, I picked up the "Bible" beside the bed and sat on the chair in front of the French window.

The chair covered with velvet has a flexible yet soft texture, and the polished wooden armrests are very suitable for resting your elbows on it.I flipped down page by page, and the words on the paper were not difficult to understand, and there were even artificial annotations in some places, which made me feel novel.

As a religious book, it should only be bought by believers. I have read the edition of this book, and it is still an antique half a century ago.Just looking at the degree of protection of the book, it can be judged that the person who owns this book is an extremely devout believer, but just adding notes on it makes me think that is not the case.

<New Testament>, <Old Testament>, <Gospel>, <Apocalypse>... No matter which chapter it is, these annotations are more or less added.As a result, my interest was aroused, and I didn't bother to look at the content of the "Bible" itself, but looked for the annotations on it.

I am a little obsessed with it. I don't know much about the Bible itself, and I have never been in contact with it before. Moreover, this society is full of too much violence, and it has long conflicted with the teachings written on it.People in the world are united and friendly, repaying hatred with kindness, and what they get in exchange now is more complete connivance of other people's crimes.

There is such a paragraph above: "Whoever pleases God, he gives wisdom, knowledge, and joy. Only sinners, God makes him labor, and asks him to gather and pile up and give to those who are pleased with God." The note added at the side is different from other places, or it should not be called a note, because that sentence reads "God loves me and allows me to enjoy wealth and glory, so everyone should bow down at my feet."… …

It can be said to be an extremely arrogant declaration, but it also reveals the true thoughts of the owner of this book.

A book was almost finished when there was a third knock on the door.

Justin's reaction was faster than mine, he looked over there almost as soon as the knock on the door sounded, and then turned his head to look at me with a slightly surprised expression.I nodded towards him as affirmation of his guess.

"Guests, the master invites you to go and talk!" It was the voice of the butler.

"Okay, please wait!"

I responded and warned Justin again: "Remember what I said yesterday."

"I know..." Justin whispered back to me.

The butler took us back to the hall last night, and then went up the curved staircase, and I looked back at the statue of the angel and the beggar.Unlike last night's ignorance, now I seem to be able to interpret the meaning of this sculpture placed here.

Walking to the end of the corridor on the second floor, the butler pushed open a beautifully carved mahogany door, bowed to us, and motioned Justin and I to go in. I walked in first, and Justin followed me, with a "click", as if It was the housekeeper who closed the door and left, and a faint scent lingered around him.

Seeing that the room was clearly furnished as a study, I glanced around, and my eyes froze for two seconds on the two bookshelves reaching the ceiling.Facing us is a large desk with some fragmented objects placed on it, and the swivel chair with its back to the desk has a strange atmosphere behind it.

"Welcome to my study, children." He turned the chair, his voice was a little old, but he looked like he was only in his early 40s.

"Hello, sir!" I had already decided on the role I wanted to play in an instant, and let my tone be a little embarrassed and guarded, "I don't understand what you are asking us to do..."

"No no no, don't be nervous, my child! You can... well, sit down first!" His expression relaxed, and he didn't seem surprised by my hostility towards him, and he even looked at me with satisfaction. He expressed caution.

I hesitated for a moment, first looked at him with a look of doubt, and then pulled Justin to sit down on a couch opposite the desk.There is an aroma lamp on the small table beside the sofa, and the smell I smelled just now comes from it.

"I have no ill intentions towards you, children, you can treat it as a guest here." He looked at me with a very kind expression.

"If you are a guest, you don't need to bring a monster with you?" I didn't change my attitude because of his few words, and even showed a more excited look, so that the words behind me brought a little bit of excitement. Horrified and angry.In order for him to relax his vigilance towards me, now I need to show that I am a mature young man who has been in the market but can’t hide his youthfulness. Anyway, I didn’t behave well when I was dealing with the bartender in the slums of Antafia at the beginning. If he sees it directly, it is relatively easy to disguise.

"About that monster..." He smiled, "This is not my business, but your masterpiece!"

Ok?

This sentence seems to have a special meaning.

What is "our masterpiece"?Does it refer to the effects of the bottles of medicine I gave them?

But it's impossible!If a mutant can be created just by diluting the medicine, those who develop it don't need to carry out the experiment of spreading the medicine later, right?

Or, not everyone is able to accept mutations, so selective human experiments are required?

The man smiled, and kindly answered my doubts: "Your companion, you injected something into my subordinate, and it turned out like this!"

companion?

There is only one person around me who can be called that, and that is—Xiu Si!

This is the first time I thought of him after the poor district was separated. Ever since he showed his murderous intentions to me, I didn't intend to let myself think about him again. I didn't expect to hear him now, in this situation. to him.

What exactly did he do, who injected the medicine in his hand, and what was the dose of the injection... Questions came up one after another, but no one could answer me. He was not by my side, and I even kept talking Hughes' collar - of course, if he really appeared in front of me, I'm afraid I wouldn't dare - it can't be done.I feel a little irritable and anxious for no reason, I don't know if it's because of talking about him or the trouble he caused me.

"It seems that you have already remembered..." He turned sideways, took out an information bag from the drawer of the desk, and put it on the table: "I don't think you would mind telling me about the information in your hand. The origin of the potion, and everything else you know, right?"

"But, wait!" Seeing that the dominance was about to be taken away by him, I had to put aside the matter about Hughes and interrupted him, "I don't understand why after injecting the potion, it will change. become a monster?"

Up to now, I can only get rid of the relationship with Hughes first, but I can't act like I don't know anything. I need to grasp the balance between them.

"Huh? Don't you know that the potion you traded to the bar can make people look like that when injected into their bodies?"

"Impossible!" I "swiped" and stood up: "This is just a new type of drug, we both have taken a little... And you said that the monster was transformed from a human, how could such a thing happen! "

"Oh? Why, do you think it is impossible for human beings to become another species?" His interest picked up, and he didn't continue to press me about things related to medicine. Instead, he discussed this: "Do you think this is against the Lord?" Will it?"

"Yes, it is……"

"You are wrong! The birth and death of every race is the ability bestowed by God. As early as the beginning of Genesis, human sins piled up and could no longer be accepted by God. God had already wiped out the world with a flood. God established a new world and promised not to let the floods flood, but he could not stop the spread of evil. God could not break his oath, so he created a new race with the help of human beings, and let them eliminate and eliminate the evil in this world... ..." Maybe he mentioned the keyword of God, and I watched him become a fanatical religious person and talk endlessly.

"Why do you use human's own hands?" Following his meaning, I agreed.

"Because it is also human beings who have pushed themselves into the abyss, let the species they created exterminate themselves. This is repaying the trust that God gave them, but was betrayed." He continued to be impassioned, "My child, you You must understand that all of this is caused by human beings. Evil has spread across the earth, and you can see how much ugliness exists in people's hearts. People in the world are no longer united and friendly, neighbors hate each other, and relations between relatives are weak The world has forgotten the teachings of God, and only by overthrowing the world can it be reborn again..."

I stood there, staring at him blankly with a shocked expression, and murmured: "But in that case, wouldn't we all be destroyed together? If this world allows those monsters to run rampant..."

"Not monsters, they are God's creations! With sharp claws, strong bodies, and fast speed, they can become the most well-trained army, sweeping away the evils of the world... And, why are we destroyed? We Chosen by God, we are the inhabitants of Noah's Ark, and we are responsible for forming this army and building a new world! So, come here, children!" He waved to me, "You will come with me, for the Lord Do your best..."

I followed his words and walked forward. At some point, Justin followed.

"Yes." I stretched out my hand across the desk to him, and that hand was so cold that I almost shivered.

"Call me Gordon from now on, boys!" He patted Justin and me on the head and shoved the portfolio on the desk into my hand, "Look at this, boys, I think you'd like to tell me something. "

I took the file bag and went back to the sofa with Justin, and then I had time to take a look at Justin. His expression was a little excited, his face was flushed, but his eyes were blurred. Looking at his situation, if it weren't for sure that he hadn't Any sign, and we haven't touched any food since we came in, I'd assume he was on, LSD.

Looking at the aroma lamp that was still emitting fragrance on the small table, I suddenly thought that this possibility is indeed possible, but it is not taken, but inhaled through the air.

Gordon’s speech just now, honestly, does have a certain appeal—if I were an ordinary sixteen or seventeen-year-old teenager who dreamed of a different life and was more or less religiously influenced.How about adding a little hallucinogen to that?Maybe he was successfully brainwashed and really fought for that new world!

I can't deal with Justin for the time being, I can only hope that he won't get carried away and say everything.

I opened the file bag and took out a thick stack of materials inside. The report on the top was the newspaper about the Oak Town corpse case that Justin had shown me.

I subconsciously looked up at Gordon, he was looking at me with a smile on his face, his hands crossed his chin, and seeing me looking over like this, his smile deepened, "In Oak Town, tens of kilometers away from here , a corpse case happened. Those who died were punks, and what makes people feel strange is that their death conditions are too weird to believe that ordinary humans did it.” He explained softly, and cooperated with me to flip through the The order to look at.

As I listened, I scrolled down, and there was something wrong with the bottom.

"There are still two people missing in the town. I don't know if they were killed or taken away. The two missing people are still [-] or [-] years old. One is Justin and the other is Bowe..."

In addition to the detailed information of several teenagers, including the appearance and scene photos at the time of death, there are even files of Justin and the missing Bowe.

"Len..." Justin pulled my wrist, stared at the photo in my hand with wide eyes, his expression was still a little confused, but he used a lot of force.

I glanced at Gordon again, he still had the same expression, and I could see that he was happy to see me surprised again and again, and expected to see me even more surprised.

I had already guessed that the other party would know about Justin's background. After all, his files were all in Oak Town, which is not far from Antafia. With Gordon's influence, it would be a breeze to investigate him.However, those things after that are beyond my expectation.

It was a stack of photos, which were neither people nor scenery, but dark and blood-red pieces of meat.These photos seem to be progressive and seem to be different from each other, but if you compare them carefully, you can find that they are actually the change process of the same thing—a process of expansion and expansion from a piece of meat.

Others may not be able to see what it is, but if it is me, I will naturally know what it is.

There is another one below, but it is a ID photo, the name written on it is Jeddah Green, and the head is my face, which is the photo of the fake ID that I took at the Oak Town Bar.Did I even find this, or that the bar happened to be under his name, and I didn't escape his monitoring from the beginning?

"What is this, you should know better than me, right?" Gordon looked at me with the eyes of seeing a child lying, and then continued as if helping me remember: "The child who was brutally murdered In the town, on the same day, another even more unbelievable murder happened! The scene was bloody, as if someone had planted a bomb in someone else's body, and with a "bang", it was bloody..."

He stood up, raised his hands up, as if describing the marks of those pieces of meat being blasted, then turned around and walked towards me.

"But the strange thing is that when people find those broken pieces of meat, they don't seem to have lost their vitality, and they are growing and repairing at a speed of hundreds of thousands of times," he pressed his hand on the sofa where I was sitting He leaned down and forced me to meet his eyes, "I said, child, can you tell me what is the relationship between these two things? Or, you can explain, you receive this Why is the location of the false testimony so close to the place where the murder happened, and the time almost coincides?"

I bit my lip and didn't speak. The evidence was so clear that I didn't need to admit it at all. He already knew that everything that happened in Oak Town was related to me and the potion in my hand.

Gordon looked at me, then clicked on the photos I was holding loosely in my hand: "You haven't finished reading it yet, have you? Come on, look at these last few photos. Does it make you forgetful little?" What do you think of in your head?"

As his words fell, killing intent flashed across his face. I knew that I could no longer pretend to be deaf and dumb, and had to make a choice.

Those last few photos are of a cartridge bottle from the same place as the tube I kept hidden in the metal trim in the bathroom of my room, and I immediately recognized that I didn't take it with me Empty bottle.At that time, I really wanted to dispose of it, but in my state at that time, it was not easy to be able to sustain it and leave, and the potion bottle left there would only be regarded as a hallucinogenic drug discarded by an addict in the bar. Didn't expect to be noticed something strange.

This time I underestimated the other party too much. My foundation was almost wiped out, but I knew almost nothing about the other party. In this way, it can be said that I lost everything... What's even more ridiculous is that Gordon was there just now When I was impassioned and showed my appearance as a religious fanatic, I pretended to be an ignorant boy and seconded over there, and I was simply being manipulated by others.I also laughed at people trying to deceive the young man who didn't know the world. In fact, it was completely the other way around. He was sober, just watching my self-righteous performance there.

Really... not reconciled!

"So, do you know that there are supernatural beings in this world?" I asked.

"Supernatural person?" Gordon's voice sounded a little strange at first glance, but in fact, the tone was raised a little bit, that is, he was excited when he heard something interesting but didn't want to make people feel excited. It is a unique frequency after discovering and trying to suppress it.

"Yes, people with supernatural powers, or they can be called people with superpowers..." I explained the term softly, keeping my eyes fixed on one point, not looking at him, "Different abilities, perhaps They can fly, maybe they can lift objects far beyond what ordinary people can bear, maybe they can call wind and rain, or maybe something else... In short, they are different from ordinary people."

"Oh? You mean those sensational things on TV? Boy, you know, as long as the props are used properly, anyone can play with them!" Again, Gordon knew what I was talking about, but he insisted on posing With a look of disapproval, he followed my words and then waited for me to continue.

"Of course not! In fact, it's not just me, Justin has seen those people, and even you... haven't you seen traces of their activities?" Since he wants to pretend to be stupid, I will follow him and see to the end Who can't hold back!

"You mean..."

"In the Oak Town corpse case, the bones in the boy's body were crushed into pieces. Who among the normal people has the ability to tear apart the limbs after torturing someone to death with his bare hands?" I looked directly at Gordon, "And what happened yesterday?" Tonight...you must have lost a lot, right?"

I deliberately showed him a provocative smile. Before Justin and I were taken out of the slums yesterday, Hughes and the two supernatural beings had a big fight there.Moreover, he was discovered by his subordinates!

It is clear to me now that the entire slum area, or at least the entertainment area, is under his management.Then, all the losses caused by Hughes and the others actually belonged to Gordon.Those two people seem to know that it is not easy to solve, and with Hughes' personality