The world controlled by dice [Western Fantasy]

"The real estate agency lied to us!" Qin Duo almost blurted out.

When Siles learned of the actual situation at 32 Lowell Street from Ms. Elizabeth, he became a little uncontrollably absent-minded.And Elizabeth saw this too.

Siles explained to Elizabeth what they were investigating—Number 32, the celibate pregnant woman, and all the things that had happened in Ramifa over the past century.

Elizabeth gradually revealed a surprised expression.That expression was like witnessing a bloody conspiracy in the history books.People have never thought that this conspiracy is so close to them, so close that they seem to be able to taste the rust-like dirty smell in it by taking a light breath.

Siles quickly bid farewell to Elizabeth—the older lady was very sympathetic to his anxiety, and she understood that the interview had to end prematurely.She hoped that Siles could investigate everything clearly and explain her doubts in the subsequent meeting.

It took only a few minutes for Siles to return to 99 Kelly Street.It took him another minute to tell Cinder that 1 Lowell Street was their target.

Gindo's eyes widen in disbelief, realizing they've been scammed by the real estate agent.

He added: "But why did the agency lie to us?"

"There are two possibilities." Siles said calmly, and he had already thought about this issue on the way back, "Remember, the Graves family is a real estate agent, so this real estate agency may be related to the Graves family related.

"Maybe the Graves family asked the agent to hide this matter...or the Graves family rented the house and the agent didn't know. In short, the first possibility is related to the Graves family.

"The second possibility is that it has nothing to do with the Graves family. A single, unidentified pregnant woman rents a single-family house directly... This sounds a bit dangerous. Maybe the intermediary was looking for money, so Not happy to make us aware of it now.

"...I am more inclined to the first possibility."

Qin Duo was silent for a moment, and then whispered: "Indeed. The Graves family is a real estate developer, and they are indeed very likely to hide this matter. Fortunately, Ms. Elizabeth appeared."

Siles nodded.They all realize that it is no longer helpful to regret the omissions of the time.Fortunately, it was only the morning of the day, and they still had time to think about this issue.

"Ms. Elizabeth just said that she has only met the pregnant woman who is about to give birth. I asked her about her appearance carefully and found that it matches Marina Kellan." Siles said, "But, Luo She didn't pay attention to how many people lived at 32 Earl Street."

Qin Duo nodded and said, "You suspect that there are other people there...the other pregnant woman?"

"Yes." Siles said in a low voice, and after thinking for a moment, he said, "We need to find some help."

A single-family house that doesn't know what it's like today.The two of them did know the structure of 32 Lowell Street, but neither knew whether the gang had remodeled the house or made some other arrangements.

It is very likely that this day will be the day when Marina Kailan gives birth.He hoped that everything would be resolved smoothly, or that it would be safer.

"...I hope there will be no other accidents." Siles sighed lowly.

It's nine o'clock in the morning.He discussed a rough plan of action with Qin Duo.

They couldn't rush to 32 Lowell Street now, they didn't know anything about the situation there.

Qindo intends to go to the carriage house of the Praia family first, and ask someone to pass by pretending to be a postman or a driver of a rented carriage, observe the situation carefully, and investigate the relevant information about this address in the past period of time.

Siles is mainly responsible for the helpers - the Church of the Past, the Historical Society, the Dawn Apocalypse, and the detective Jon who is now confirmed to be staying at the Ernestine Tavern.

If it had been Siles, he'd probably have left a message for every possible outlet.But in this case, he chose another approach.

"I don't want to make a big deal out of it," Siles said. "They may have more hostages than we can imagine... the victims of the past, and the victims of the present. We need a better plan."

"A team that is low-key enough and reliable enough?"

"Maybe so." Siles said after deliberation, "How about the Praia family?"

"If you need it, of course." Qin Duo had a reserved but uncontrollable smile on his face.He might have considered this possibility a long time ago, and now he was finally able to help Siles.

Siles nodded too.The help from the Church and the Historical Society in the past may make things worse, but the power of the Praia family is more secretive, and he also trusts Qindo more.

Most importantly, he couldn't explain why he knew that today was the moment when the incident would happen.

"I'll go to the West Side first." Siles said, "I have to find Mr. Glenn and Jon. In any case, the first step is to investigate the current situation of 32 Lowell Street."

Qin Duo also nodded.

More than half an hour later, Siles found the idle detective Jon in the Ernestine Tavern.

"...What? Today?" Jon's eyes widened in surprise.

"3 and 2." Siles lied calmly using Marina Kailan's hint before, "Maybe it will be the 23rd."

Jon frowned, as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he just shrugged: "Well, it seems to make sense."

"This is just a guess. What I really want to find you is..." Siles told Jon about a single pregnant woman living at 32 Lowell Street, and also mentioned his love for Lowell Learn about 32nd Street.

"...So, Mr. Qindo used to live there. You often go there too." Jon paid attention to this question, "Uh, maybe I thought too much, but this is really a bit too coincidental."

I don't know if it's because of the magnifying glass, so when Jon spoke to Siles today, his wording and tone seemed quite cautious.

"Don't know if you'd agree, but ... if they're targeting you intentionally?" he said.

"Aiming at me?" Sirius couldn't help being startled.

"I believe that the turning point in the May serial killings - to use your title - was the death of Brewer Darrow. You were the victim's friend. From the beginning, you also This case is deeply connected."

Siles frowned slightly and listened silently.

"And you proposed the ritual of 'self-reappearance'. It is not an exaggeration to praise this ritual with any praise. Even, this ritual may have brought about a more profound ritual than you imagined."

Siles nodded slowly. He thought about what happened in the Neverland, and couldn't help but admit that it was true.

"So, it's quite normal for those people to notice your existence." Jon said in a rather cautious way, "They showed patience and restraint, but they may actually be completely crazy."

"I see what you mean." Siles said, "They may have me as a target, or they may already know that I am investigating them. They chose 32 Lowell Street as the ultimate target, which may be provocative or Possibly on purpose."

Jon nodded and said frankly, "This is my suspicion."

Siles thought for a moment, then said, "I'll keep that in mind. Do you have any updates on 32 Lowell Street?"

Jon looked at him, but he couldn't see anything from Sirius' usually cold and calm face - obviously he himself might become a victim, but he still maintained a strange calmness.

"You are really calm." Jon couldn't help saying.

"Because panic doesn't help." Siles said very objectively. "The better option is to try to solve everything today, now that we have discovered the problem at 32 Lowell Street."

"...Okay, okay. 32 Lowell Street." Jon thought for a moment, "Actually, even if you don't come to see me today, I'm planning to write to you."

Afterwards, he didn't change the subject, but said quite focused and seriously: "In the last letter, I mentioned three addresses to you. 32 McKim Street, 32 Lowell Street, Jerol 32 De Street

"We investigated these three addresses separately. Among them, Gerald Street was excluded first, because the tenant of this place changed not long ago, and the current tenant is very clear. They are a few people who want to find a place in the East Side Theater Working young actors. They share a house here.

"Their past and background are quite clear. A detective friend of mine found a reason to test them and confirmed that they had no knowledge of the matter, and they were only limited to the Lancelot Theater-they thought they could be in Get a job here."

Siles nodded, and he asked thoughtfully, "When did these people move here?"

"Mid-April," said Jon.

They glanced at each other and understood that they both thought of a possibility - 32 Jerrold Street might be the former residence of Marina Kellan.It was because she moved to 32 Lowell Street that the house was rented to someone else.

"...There is such a possibility. But it doesn't make much sense to us today." Siles whispered.

Comstock Street, Jerrold Street, and the adjacent blocks of these two streets are the famous "theater district" of Ramifa.In other words, there are many theaters gathered there, and wonderful plays are frequently staged.

Siles and Cindo also went to see a play in the theater district.And as they wandered there, they couldn't possibly have imagined that Marina Kellan, who had disappeared without a trace, might be near them.

Perhaps at one point, they might even pass 32 Jerrold Street.Behind the glass window covered by the curtains, those faint blue eyes belonging to Marina Kailan might have been staring at them fixedly, hoping for any little bit of life and hope to come.

...this is a very uncomfortable thing to think about.

Jon also shook his head, but didn't say anything about it.He turned and said: "Then there is 32 McKim Street. We have ruled out this as well. It did change tenants a year ago, but the person who rented this house was a great nobleman.

"He seems to be... er, how should I put it. He seems to have a lover, or a second marriage without anyone knowing. The lady he married also seems to be quite unique—a Business woman? Maybe.

"It is said that the great nobleman is trying to slowly make the social circle aware of the existence of this continuation wife, but...you know, nobles and businessmen. So this nobleman specially rented a separate house, and they often live in Here, not a mansion in the northern suburbs.

"The northern suburbs are the gathering place of Conster's noble mansions, where people come and go. Therefore, the purpose of this nobleman's renting at 32 McKim Street is probably to spend time alone with his new wife, so as to avoid gossip.

"As far as I know, some people in some noble circles have mentioned that this nobleman always appears near Atherton Square... or something similar. Therefore, this place has also been excluded by us."

Siles: "..."

He kept his facial expression calm and just nodded.

But he was thinking, this description sounds familiar... No, it is quite familiar, and the time is also right.

...Why does he always overhear anecdotes about the Clayton family?What does fate think?

This incident made him secretly feel funny in his heart, but he also felt a rare sense of relaxation, as if those heavy things were completely away from him at a certain moment.

Jon didn't know what he was thinking."So in our case, the only option left is ... 32 Lowell Street," he said.

Siles came back to his senses and listened intently.

Outside the window, the rain is getting heavier.The rain beat on the slightly dirty glass windows of the Ernestine Tavern, leaving blurred watermarks.At a certain moment, Siles inadvertently thought that he should tell Qin Duo to let someone clean the glass here.

...However, the rainy season in Ramifa City is coming soon.he thinks.

Jon said: "Fortunately, a detective happened to pass by 32 Lowell last month. I don't know what he was looking for - there are young people living in the neighborhood, maybe In order to investigate the grievances and hatreds of young people and the like.

"Anyway, he noticed that a young couple had moved into 32 Lowell Street. The wife was said to be pregnant."

Siles was silent for a moment, then sighed softly: "So, there it is."

"Yes." Jon nodded seriously, "Two pregnant women, and the husband of one of them. They're all there."

Two... families.Maybe so to speak.They live there together.And Siles knew the structure of that house quite well, and he even began to think about how to allocate the one bedroom on the first floor and the two bedrooms on the second floor?

The thought flashed through his mind.

He closed his eyes, then opened them again.He said, "Jon, maybe I'll go there this afternoon."

"Are you going directly?"

"Yes. I have to go." Siles said in a low voice. "I'll let some people wait outside. I'll knock on the door..."

"You can let..."

"No, what you said just now made me realize that they may have known about my existence. Perhaps, they are waiting for me." Siles said calmly, "I will go with Qindo, don't worry."

Jon hesitated to speak.

But Siles had already made the decision.

In fact, after Jon reminded him, he suddenly realized that No. 32 Lowell Street was where he and Cendo used to live—although he never actually stayed here.

Did that group really choose this place at random, or... on purpose?

Siles never ignored the worst possibility.

"If possible, I hope you can wait outside. There will be a group of people coming from Qindo, but they don't know what will happen. You are more familiar with this matter." Sirius said in a low voice.

Jon was taken aback for a moment, and he subconsciously smiled and said, "Do you trust me so much?"

"Yes, Jon, I trust you," said Siles, changing his name. "You said earlier, did that mean we were friends. Of course."

Jon froze there.

"You have many secrets, and so do I." Siles looked deeply at the young detective in front of him, "This does not affect our friendship."

After all, the reason why he always cared about the "trash can" issue was because Jon never gave an answer directly - Jon thought that the magnifying glass was enough to explain everything, and Jon had a mystical style.

It was as if he had thrown the riddle to Sirius; it was obvious that Sirius didn't know it was a riddle, but Jon had tacitly acknowledged that he knew the answer.

And now, they've dispelled that misconception.

Jon's secret was that he might be Bourne, and he didn't tell Sirius that; and Sirius' secret was... well, he knew Jon might be Bourne, but he didn't tell it either. Son told Jon.

So, they're even -- almost even.

Thinking of this, Siles smiled slightly and said, "So, Mr. Detective, I leave it to you?"

Jon was silent for a while, and then spread his hands: "Okay. Professor Noel, my friend, I have to say, I can't refuse this proposal. I can't refuse even more, the feeling of witnessing the end of this matter. "

He thought about it again, and couldn't help saying: "Since I know you, it seems that there are always conspiracies of followers of the old gods around you. This is really surprising."

Siles: "..."

Don't think he didn't hear Jon's gloating tone.

Soon, he and Jon split up.Jon intends to investigate the situation at 32 Lowell Street through his network, especially in the past two days.He said he would hang around Lowell Street, waiting for the arrival of Sirius and Cinder in the afternoon.

And Siles went to find Grenfell.

Grenfell, who was dragged out of the laboratory, was quite irritable: "Oh, my dear student, if you fail to give a proper reason to explain what you did, then I will now..."

"Followers of the Old Gods." Siles said succinctly, "Two pregnant women are involved."

Grenfell: "..."

His voice stopped abruptly, and then he looked at Sirius in disbelief: "What? Why did you meet a group of inexplicable followers of the old god again?"

"Do you still remember the destruction of the Darrow family?" Sirius reminded Grenfell.

Grenfell thought for a while, then nodded: "Time is running out, isn't it?"

"I can briefly explain this matter to you." Siles thought for a while, and then said, "The followers of the old gods want to revive the old gods in the way of human reproduction.

"And Brewer Darrow and Marina Kellan are their latest picks. Marina is likely to give birth today."

Grenfell widened his eyes, then shook his head: "These followers of the old gods really do tricks frequently, but these methods..." He showed a puzzled expression, "It all sounds a bit unbelievable."

Siles nodded approvingly.

"So you're going to stop them now?" Grenfell said. "What exactly are you going to do?"

"The birth of children is not the most critical issue. It is impossible for the old gods to resurrect those children." Siles said, "so the most important thing is to catch these behind-the-scenes masters."

"What if they escape?"

"32 Lowell Street," Sirius whispered. "They're at the place where Cinder and I used to rent. We'll just have to catch one of their holes."

"Where? So maybe they're targeting you." Grenfell also had this thought.

Siles nodded.He thought in his mind that when he and Cinder realized the problem at 32 Lowell Street, they only thought it was a coincidence, very much in line with the forces of fate.

However, his friends and teachers thought of another possibility: Those people were deliberately targeting him.This may not simply be a coincidence of fate.

This gap in thinking mode also made Siles reflect on himself.He and Qindo know the old gods very well, and they also know the power they control each other very well.But perhaps it is precisely because of this that they are fascinated by the authorities.

They thought that the problem at 32 Lowell Street was just fate; but perhaps, it was a choice made by the mastermind behind the scenes.Can this be called destiny?

No, power is just power; it is man who truly holds power and unfolds the trajectory of destiny.

If it is separated from human beings, power is just a mirror image.It is because this power is related to the story of human beings that it can be called destiny.

It is true that so many coincidences happened in Sirius' fate that even he himself gradually got used to the occurrence of coincidences, thinking that it had become the normal state of his life; yet, he could really think so arrogantly that his fate was Is it destined to include the fate of other human beings in this world?

……arrogant.indeed.he realized.

His thoughts are so arrogant when he so lightly and deftly considers every human being that appears in his life, or some other things, as the arrangement of fate.

It seems that there is really a hand in this world, playing with everyone in the world boringly and unscrupulously.

You, you have to be here; and you, how can you run there?As for you, you just stay here and wait for our dear Professor Sirius Noel to find you... Is that so?

He is ashamed to realize that as he grows used to the power of fate, as he becomes more aware of what is going on around him, as he gradually understands what he needs to do in the end, he cannot help but be drawn into it , became a prisoner of fate's trap.

The more he realizes the power of fate, the more he takes all this as normal.And normality can kill people's vigilance the most.

When he first came to Fisher's world, when he first went to the Land of Eternity, he emphasized to himself countless times, keep your vigilance—and now, they have even gotten used to letting fate arrange everything .

Anyway, in the end, fate will let the clues come to you obediently, won't it?

So he naturally ignored this possibility.What he didn't realize was that the people behind it might have been aware of their ongoing investigation.

...fate, destiny.he couldn't help thinking.

This fate is watching everyone in the world, but no one in this world knows the existence of fate.This is the secret of this world, and the keeper of this secret is troubled by it.

He is also the prey struggling quietly on the spider web of fate.

[Will +1. 】

[You need to make a will judgment. 】

[Will: 95 (+1)/96, success. 】

[Fate, fate.The fate of humans and gods.Do you consider yourself a human being, or a god?The answer to this question may be more important than you think, or it may be more useless than you think.The world awaits your answers, Keeper of Secrets. 】

"... Siles?" Grenfell looked at him in confusion.

Siles suddenly came back to his senses, and subconsciously said apologetically, "Sorry, I was distracted."

"What did you think of?"

"...I'm reflecting," said Siles. "I've overlooked this possibility."

Grenfell hesitated to speak, he said: "You are too strict with yourself, Sirius."

Siles remained silent.Sometimes he also had to realize that it was after he came to this world that he gradually allowed himself to enter this state.He has to be sane and sober at all times, because his choices may affect many things.

Sometimes, he was even overly cautious.

In fact, he can also rush to 32 Lowell Street right now, and then use the power of the dice to subdue all those people-one person will make a big failure in the judgment of will, and if one fails, two will come. He doesn't believe it can't be done that group of people.

But he did not choose to do so.As he always did, he just analyzed everything carefully and calmly.He stayed out of the matter, made plans before acting, and was already used to letting the truth be revealed little by little in front of him.

...like a keeper of secrets.Yes, he meant, the keeper of the plot of the gang.

The characters in the running group are busy, and he reaps the rewards, providing positive or negative help from time to time, witnessing the storyline developing step by step, and finally reaching the ending; and at that moment, he will announce what the ending is.

What a familiar scene.And that was just a game, a fun.

Now that he is in reality, even the role of running the team has become a real person, and he is still the keeper of secrets.Many complicated factors trapped him, both subjective and objective, which pushed him to this position.

But he doesn't often use the power of the Keeper, as if the power of fate doesn't matter.He struggled to find a possible, unbiased path among them.

However, he has actually unknowingly stood at the critical point of choice, and until now, he suddenly realized this problem.

——Man and God.

Whether or not he is used to the help brought by the power of fate reflects his self-cognition in an essential sense.Now that he has mastered the power of a god, is he a person or a god?

He didn't want to control the fate of mankind, and he didn't want to appear so arrogant.He made a decision that was equal to the value when he faced the "shadow" before, and he succeeded.

If it fails?

That was also a big failure.

He will lose his self-knowledge as a human being.He will truly become the God of Destiny, he will be high above the sky, always looking down on this ordinary, ordinary, mediocre, human world.

When he walked on the road leading to the end of his destiny, countless forked roads unfolded in front of him.He sees the mystery, the terrible story and the past, the clouded future.

...and who is "he"?

Siles Noel... He Jiayin.

A novelist from Earth.An earthling, a Fisherian.one person.

Does the world want an answer from him?

In fact, this judgment itself has already given the answer.

"...Yes, teacher, I have already realized this." Siles raised his eyes, and whispered with his usual calmness and introversion, "I am a human being after all, and I cannot be perfect. "

Grenfell was speechless for a moment, and then he couldn't help but shook his head. He said, "I mean, since you know that you are a human being, don't force it. No one will force you to be perfect... Forget it. I miss you I know what I know.

"I mean, Sirius, you've done enough."

Siles looked at Mr. Glenn.Perhaps Grenfell himself didn't know how his words would touch Sirius, but in the end, Sirius smiled and said, "Thank you, teacher."

Grenfell reached out and patted Sirius on the shoulder, and said, "Okay, Sirius, let me see if there is any potion that can help you."

Ten minutes later, Siles left the Grenfell Antique Bookstore with a pile of potions that he didn't know would be useful.He opened his pocket watch and glanced at the time.It was almost eleven o'clock.

He went to the place agreed with Qin Duo and met Qin Duo.

If the world had satellites, or drones, and people happened to look at 32 Lowell Street in Ramifa, they would realize that more and more people were gathering around that house.

They may be talking to each other as if nothing happened, they may inadvertently stay on the window of this house, they may just pass by this street by chance, and they may look at a young man standing in the shade of a tree.

Everything was carried out in silence, and everything seemed to be the same as before.

The weather was rather gloomy, the light rain died down after lunch, but the clouds never disappeared.The dark clouds seemed to press the air against the city, and everyone felt that something terrible was stagnant in the air.

It's May 5rd in Ramifa City.Saturday.On another street in the city, the lively and noisy atmosphere seemed to break through the fearful and suffocating atmosphere in an instant.

This is the Noel poker tournament.The evening will be the start of the finals, while the afternoon will be a friendly match organized by the people.Many players who had been eliminated returned to the poker table at this time, complacently discussing their newly discovered poker skills with each other.

There are three contestants in the final round.They are all young men, thinking and praying for fate in their respective preparation rooms.They pray for good luck to befall them at this time.

Dr. Chester Fitzroy accompanied Lorenzo Grantham.Lorenzo was a little nervous. He never expected that he could actually make it to the final, which made him feel like a dream.

"Can I really do it?" Lorenzo asked. "Can I win?"

Chester said gently: "Of course, Lorenzo. I mentioned this to Professor Noel before, and he even blessed you. You know, he is the inspiration for Noel's cards .Although he does not admit it, but I think he is the inventor.

"And I also helped in the process of perfecting the gameplay. So, Lorenzo, you've got the blessing of both of us. You have to believe in yourself."

Lorenzo was stunned for a long time, then nodded vigorously. He looked at the door of the preparation room—the door leading to the last round of destiny.After a while, he said, "Yes. I can win!"

At the same time, another person silently said "I can win" in his heart.Colin Lane.

His hand was already on the doorknob.He accepted the judgment of his fate before Lorenzo Grantham.The final round of the Historical Society Challenge Competition will be held in the afternoon.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.Colin Lane took his stage.

It's two o'clock in the afternoon.32 Lowell Street welcomed two silent guests.

"Oh, Professor Sirius Noel, and...another guest. It seems to be your lover, Professor?"

Siles didn't answer this question, but silently watched the scene in the living room on the first floor of 32 Lowell Street.Cendo stood beside him, more vigilant and focused than ever.

In the living room on the first floor, the sofa they were familiar with was moved to the side.A round table is placed there.On the table, a brand new deck of fate cards was placed there.Two people, a man and a woman, are sitting on the left and right sides of the round table.On the second floor, there were faint screams and wailing sounds.

The drowsy light of the cloudy day only slightly illuminated the place.The woman sitting there had a gentle and shy expression. She sat there quietly and obediently, with her hands firmly placed on her slightly protruding belly.

And that man, his face hidden in shadows.He is a middle-aged man, he looks ordinary, he is the kind of person who will be ignored when he walks on the road, and even his clothes will be secretly evaluated as "rustic", ordinary and ordinary person.

He is the one who just spoke.He pointed out the identities of Siles and Qindo, but his tone was quite gentle, with an almost feminine viscous feeling, like glue being slowly stirred.

"You're here. I was wondering when you'd be here," the man said. "We're short on a poker game. We wanted to invite you to the poker game, but you brought another guest. We should always have guests, and besides, this is your lover.

"So, why not let your lover be a participant in the game, and you do me a favor and condescend to be the dealer of this game? When I heard that you invented Noel, you were the first card player The croupier of the game."

Wrong, Siles thought.None of these details fit the bill, although it did prove that the man knew something about Sirius' past.

Siles remained silent and did not answer this question immediately.He inspected the house at No. 32 Lowell Street, which he had visited several times, and felt a strange atmosphere slowly permeating from the air.

Obviously only two months have passed, but everything seems to have changed.No, sometimes two days is enough to change everything.

…From Brewer Darrow meeting his fiancée with full expectation, to getting engaged, to learning the truth, to exposing the dead body in the wilderness.Everything happened so quickly.

He sighed slowly inwardly, and answered irrelevantly: "So, Mr. Graves, is Marina Kellan giving birth upstairs?"

The woman's screams were always vaguely lingering in their ears, oozing with a terrible, dizzying smell of blood.They played cards downstairs while Marina Keiran gave birth upstairs.Funny scene.

"My husband is with her." The other woman said softly. "My husband is a doctor—a doctor in the West Side. Although he has no license to practice medicine, you don't have to worry about his ability. I think he can make Marina delivered the baby safely."

The woman's tone was soft, with a kind of jumping and lively joy.She is because of many