[Exorcism] Parallel Trap

"So... I think it's better for you to come and talk to everyone." The rabbi said hesitantly, his voice slowly lowered due to the tense expression on the other side's face.

"That's all?" Mo still looked down at the words on the document, as if confirming repeatedly.

"Hmm." The rabbi also looked over, and the paper trembled slightly.

"I see." Mo folded the document and put it back in his bag, "Then what about his wife and children, how do we arrange them?"

"No need..." Rabbi seemed to sigh.

Mo stopped the movement of his hands, and asked silently with his eyes.

"Actually..." the rabbi hesitantly opened his mouth, "Shortly after he was sent to the headquarters, the child died. As for his wife..."

"Needless to say," Mo interrupted him, "I see."

The rabbi looked at Mo for a long time, then shifted his gaze to the sealed document bag.

"I shouldn't have said that."

The two fell into a brief silence for a while.

"We will keep those things secret," Mo said slowly, "but this armband... let us wear it for three days."

"Okay." The rabbi answered quickly.

At this time, Fu just walked over from the corner, and was taken aback when she saw the two of them.

"Haven't slept yet?" It was past three o'clock in the morning.

"Well, working overtime." Mo yawned lazily, and asked casually, "Where did you go? Nurses are looking for you all over the world."

"Going to investigate something." Fu greeted the rabbi at the side and continued, "Noah's recent movements are a bit strange, as if... he is in the drug business."

"Drug trafficking?" Mo showed obvious doubts.Although gangsters can do any illegal activities as long as they make money, it is rare for an organization like Noah to do drug business.

"Well, it's No. 4 heroin, which is the most widely circulated, and the hired workers are all locked up and kept out of contact with outsiders. The scale is not small, and the possibility of partnering with other forces cannot be ruled out..."

"Wait," Mo seemed to suddenly think of something, looked into Fu's eyes and asked, "How did you find out?"

"There were some clues before, including the time and place of the latest shipment," Fu said lightly, "Then I pretended to be Tiki Meek and went to check."

"What?" Rabbi exclaimed, "It's too risky."

"Hey, don't underestimate people. My ability to change my appearance and voice is not a fault of my own." Fu said disapprovingly, "You saw me last time."

The rabbi knew she was referring to the time she pretended to be a wax flower at the hospital.

"That time... it was really fake, if I hadn't noticed your eyes." The eyes of an ordinary little nurse couldn't be so sharp, and it was the eyes that gave the rabbi a hint at that time, "But Tiqi is a man, and his height... ..."

"There are a lot of props." Before he finished speaking, Fu patted the bag on the back, "It's much easier to pretend to be taller than yourself than to be shorter."

Moreover, when those young people saw the big man above them, they immediately became shorter, and they didn't dare to lift their heads, let alone notice the details.

"Before I couldn't confirm the authenticity of the information, I didn't tell you. Time was tight, so I cut it first." Fu yawned, and said to Mo, "I will tell you the details later, and I will go to bed first."

"Go ahead. But remember to tell me if you have any actions in the future. Don't learn from our chief." Mo looked scared.

"I see—" Fu, who had already walked away, waved her hand.

Mo stretched wearily, and wanted to go back after saying that it's time for me to go to the party, when the rabbi behind him made a sound.

"Aren't you worried about her?"

"What?"

"Anyway, this is too risky. I thought you would say something about her." The rabbi looked at the other party curiously.

"There's nothing to worry about," Mo shrugged nonchalantly, "I'm not a child..."

"Then what's with your rash?"

"Of course it was caused by overtime work. You know that there is a well-deserved model worker standing in front of you." The head of the technical department stood up his collar and covered the faintly visible rash on his neck.

"It's obvious that I stayed up so late just to wait for her to come back safely." Someone complained unceremoniously, hitting the hearts of hearts.

"It's just a coincidence... I won't tell you, I'm going to work..."

"Didn't you say you're going to have a party?"

"Don't let people rest during overtime? Go do your work, bye-"

"Bye." The rabbi waved his hand at Mo's back, thinking that this guy's temperament is indeed the same as that strange problem, and it hasn't changed for so many years.

Whenever he was nervous or excited, he would get a rash, and it had been like that since he came to the Order.

After returning to the room, Fu changed clothes first.The blood-stained bandage was removed in circles, revealing the gunshot wound on his shoulder.I just touched it in a small accident in the warehouse. It hurt a lot, and the wound was a little cracked, but it has healed a lot compared to when I was injured.

The power of close-range live ammunition damage should not be underestimated. If it were an ordinary person, that arm would definitely be scrapped on the spot, unable to move.But fortunately, she is no longer an ordinary person.

How can it be ordinary people who can escape from the second laboratory alive.

Fu re-packed the wound and put on looser clothes.The girl in the mirror looked at her indifferently, that unrestrained look was not in line with the childishness in her eyes.With such a face and such a figure, she is clearly a little girl who is still at the age of a doll.And I don't know how long this will last.

After buttoning the last button, Fu pinched her face in the mirror. There was no disguise or paint, and this was her genuine face.Then suddenly felt that this behavior was too stupid, Fu quickly withdrew her hand, turned around and sat back on the bed.When turning off the bedside lamp, something seemed to touch the back of her hand. Fu looked down and saw that it was a package of preserved fruit.

This time it was kiwi.Loose, but well packaged, dated yesterday.

The corners of her mouth raised a little unconsciously, Fu picked up a piece and threw it into her mouth, then turned off the light.

As the light faded, the body seemed to relax as well.Fu just sat quietly by the bed, eating preserved fruit piece by piece, recalling the previous events.

The operation went smoothly, some clues were found, and there was no warning, so it was right to do so.She didn't intend to deliberately hide anything, but she just felt that it would not be too late to talk about it when things progressed, so as not to make Mo that guy busy in case the clues fail, that's all.In fact, I was worried at first, whether it would reveal my secrets, or whether it would be a bad thing.So she specially asked Allen to come out alone with Jotic, to observe his words and deeds more closely, in order to pretend to be more realistic.Of course, she didn't tell Allen about this in detail.

Thinking of the two figures kissing in the night sky that night, Fu felt faintly worried.

There were also some special conversations in the previous monitoring records. Although she was the only one who witnessed the scene that night, the trend of the two getting closer was obvious.She knew that this was a mission, and that Allen had no choice, but she always felt that something was wrong.She saw the bottomless tenderness in the man's eyes when he looked at Allen and smiled, and saw the palms of the two clenched. She was standing not far from the roadside, holding a flower basket, and she couldn't see it more clearly.Just like the last similar night.

Fu is not a person with traditional concepts, as long as they feel happy, they will be together, even if the two parties are of the same sex, she thinks it is no big deal.But if the two sides are enemies, it is another matter.

She couldn't see through the man named Tiki Mick, but she knew Allen.She could see that that kind of happy smile was not fake, and that kind of pure happiness was not fake. At that time, he was really happy.In front of everyone, Allen often smiles, a warm smile, a well-behaved smile, a standard Allen Walker-style smile.But there always seemed to be something missing.His sunshine is always for others, but no one knows if he is really happy when he smiles.But that time was different.It was the first time she saw Allen showing that expression, the first time she saw him like that.At that time, Allen Walker was just a simple and happy child who loved to eat and play, nothing else.

Is this really good?

Fu herself didn't know what the so-called "this" meant, but she suddenly thought...

During these years in the church, was Allen really happy?

Fingers touched the bottom of the bag, looked down, and it was empty.Fu was stunned for a moment, took off the outer bag and tidied it up, folded it into a paper bag, then took out the iron can under the bedside table and opened it - there were many small paper bags inside, she threw the one in her hand into it, and closed the lid.

Fu lay back on the bed in a big character, pursing her lips.

This time the taste is very sour...it should be.

She could only use "should", in this uncertain tone.Because only she knew that her sense of taste had disappeared that night many years ago.