Three-stream detection simulator

Chapter 34 Chapter 34 (1.5 more)

Hercule walked into the police station and stood in front of the real Marshall, also known as 'Claire Berg'.

This guy must have had plastic surgery, his appearance is completely different from when he was in Arizona, and there are scars on his face. His light blond hair lay softly on his forehead, his eyelids were drooped, and he looked at Hercule with his dark brown eyes:

"Are you here to kill me?"

"Unfortunately, the time has not come yet." Hercule introduced himself, "I am Hercule Hugo."

"...I don't know you. Judging from your expression, it seems that I should know you." Marshall looked worried, "Are you famous? What kind of work do you do?"

Well. Robin behind Hercule looked down at his boots, while Batman next to him tapped his arms rhythmically and looked at the ceiling in front of him. Everyone looked serious.

Hercule paused for a moment, gaining a new understanding of his polarizing reputation: "No, not famous. I am a detective, and my business is not very prosperous. I am probably at the bottom of the industry."

Marshall's eyes moved slightly: "Detective..."

"Do you have any impressions?"

"No, I rarely deal with your industry, but a friend of mine said some time ago that she planned to hire a private detective."

"Shania Fordhamo?"

This time Marshall responded. He took an uneasy breath and covered the lower half of his face with his hands.

While observing him, Hercule said slowly: "Ms. Shania Fordham is my previous client and is currently missing. As far as I know, you should have a package she sent before she disappeared. ”

"I don't know what you're talking about."

Hercule: "Did you open it? That package that was supposed to be mailed to Room 10B of Aria Apartment, but was secretly collected by you in the name of the police station? It seems that it was opened. There is a golden hourglass inside - I said Right?"

Thanks to the kidnapper for the clues he provided.

Hercule heard about an organization called the Court of Owls, which "choose to hire people in roundabout ways and would rather hand over the golden hourglass." Coupled with the fact that the game mission hints that 'if you are lucky, you will meet him during your travels', then the golden hourglass is likely to be in the hands of a marginal person who is involved in the incident but is not very important.

Marshall finally couldn't sit still anymore, stood up and pressed against the glass and asked: "Do you know what that is? Are you in the same group as the guy who sent me the death prophecy?"

"No, on the contrary, their desire to kill me is definitely stronger than their desire to do anything to you." Hercule said calmly, "From this perspective, even though I am a third-rate detective, there is no need for you to You've heard my name, but there's a real possibility that I can help you with this."

Marshall: "..."

He said knowingly: "I'm sorry, I don't think this is a matter of your level. I am a country person with little knowledge, relatively ignorant, and not very good at talking. Ahem... you are very correct, my friend sent a package from Gotham Inside is an hourglass dripping with gold. The unique thing about it is that the gold inside seems to be only a spoonful, but it flows endlessly. "

"I didn't pay attention at first, so I hid it in the drawer of my current residence. Three days later, I suddenly remembered it, so I opened the drawer and took a look, and found that the gold in the upper half of the hourglass had not decreased at all."

At this point, Marshall swallowed his saliva,

"I thought it was weird, so I tried to flip it over... and I had no idea that the gold was flowing in the same direction as before. I mean, it was flowing from the bottom up, like the gold itself. It flew up, or it was like the small hole in the middle of the hourglass had suction, attracting the gold underneath. I was startled, and then I realized that it was not an ordinary ornament."

Hercule listened very attentively and asked at the right time: "What else happened besides that?"

"I can't say, I didn't find anything unusual about the hourglass at first." Marshall replied, "But as you can imagine, I no longer dare to despise this thing, and I have to take it out every once in a while to take a look.

One day, the apartment where I lived needed to have its pipes repaired. I didn't dare to leave it in the room, so I tried to take it to work. It happened that a vicious incident occurred in the community I was responsible for that day, and someone unfortunately died in front of me, and then... I didn't I was sure if the two things happened at the same time, but when I got closer to the body, one side of the hourglass was empty and still. "

Hercule: "It doesn't flow anymore?"

Marshall: "Yes, no matter how I turned it over, the gold inside didn't move. It wasn't until I moved away from the body that it gradually flowed from the side with more gold to the side with less gold."

"Where is this golden hourglass now?"

Marshall hesitated slightly, and Hercule added: "You should know what the thing pointing to death means."

"I can give it to you - the premise is that you have to find a way to save my life." Marshall made up his mind and started from the beginning, "You heard about the prophecy. Two years ago, I started doing something in Phoenix... ...not a very legal part-time job. Since then, I have met many local big shots. Some of them were smuggled from Mexico. No one can tell their more detailed origins. Their whereabouts are mysterious and their behavior is weird. "

"This mysterious group has a nickname in our area, called 'Windtalkers', because everyone thinks that these people are like the Navajo (a minority in Arizona) decoders during the Pacific War, and have their own secret mission. , saying something that no one understands every day.”

"I have never dealt with windtalkers before. They come and go without a trace, live in small circles, and rarely interact with outsiders. One day, the Mexican boss who hired me organized a caravan and headed for Cochise County We were doing some business in an unincorporated area in the south called Gleason. At that time, the team invited a Windspeaker.”

"There is something unique about this man. The most striking feature is a string of silver coins hanging around his neck. Others call him Master. He claims to be from Kama Taj, taught by the Supreme Master, and can see through the path of destiny. I feel for him. I was curious, so I took the initiative to make friends with him on the road. That night, he said he could share a secret with me: everyone in the team will die in five days. "

"After saying this, a silver dollar fell from his neck. I asked him why, but he refused to say another word and seemed worried. I didn't think too much - Gleason is a desolate little man. There were not many people living in this place, and my Mexican boss had the largest armed force nearby, which no one could match. However, five days later, we were ambushed near our destination, and everyone... everyone except me and the mage, All dead."

This story had been holding in Marshall's mind for so long that he couldn't stop it once he started speaking. The long narration came to an end. Marshall didn't have a water glass at hand, so he could only swallow again strategically.

Then he continued: "I actually don't think he is a real mage, although he does have some weird things about him. But I have been dealing with science since I was born, and what he described is real to me. It’s a little hard to understand. I think he came from a huge and terrifying force, and this force’s army easily wiped out the Mexicans and his men, and they wanted to intimidate me in this way.”

"Sure enough, one day later, the Master said to me, 'This world is no longer safe, evil forces are surging in the dark.' He concluded that I would die at the same time 150 days later - February 19th corresponds to 7 On the 19th of the month, there are exactly 150 days in between - and told me that if I want to change my destiny, it is best to go in the direction of the rising sun."

"I saw it as a threat, a hireling. I didn't know who I had offended, but there was nothing I could do about it - if they could kill my boss, they could easily take my life. I just I was able to sell my belongings and abandon everything in a short period of time, and I chose to drive rather than take a car because I didn’t know where my destination was at first. As a result, something magical happened again on the road, and I met someone who was traveling for a vacation. , a New York policeman who drank too much and accidentally froze to death on the side of the road but no one found him.”

"You can understand my excitement at that time. The area was deserted, there were no cameras, and he had his driver's license, car keys and mobile phone with him. I immediately decided to take advantage of this opportunity and become Claire Berg. Even better. What’s more, he is not popular and has simple interpersonal relationships, and he looks a bit like me. We both have blond hair, brown eyes, and a big nose, and we are not very good-looking.”

"You should know the rest of the story, detective. I bribed Fordham to become 'me' and live in an apartment bought in Marshall's name. I told a few of my closest friends the address of the Aria apartment. If necessary, they will email or mail important items directly.

At this time, I would wander around as a community policeman and take away things that belonged to me inconspicuously-no one would think that the police showed up to steal things. "

"Shaniya was one of them, and she said she might be in trouble, and that a group called the Court of Owls hired her to find 'a detective who didn't even have a name'... She later said she failed to bring something that might be dangerous Send her things to me, and then she can find a chance to save her life..."

Marshall smiled bitterly: "It's a pity that I can't protect myself and can't provide any help. Too many strange things have happened in New York recently. I realize more and more that the world is not as simple as I thought. The wizard's warning to me is probably true. Even if I work hard, I still may not be able to escape my destined death.”

"The day the fire broke out in Aria, I heard several colleagues talking about it. I realized that fate had found me and I would inevitably die. At that moment, I panicked and just wanted to go to a place of absolute safety. Away from everyone. So I shot in the lobby of the police station and waited for them to take me to jail."

"Quite quickly, however, I realized this was the wrong decision."

Marshall covered his face in despair: "They said I was a spy sent by Apocalypse Company. I don't know Apocalypse Company at all, but they seem to have solid evidence. This person is not me, which means that the spy is someone else. Maybe he wants to kill me The guy was lurking in the police station, I knew nothing about it, and he personally sent me to a situation with nowhere to escape..."

"Today is the 19th, the deadline in the prophecy. I had completely given up hope, but you found me...you found me, detective. Please tell me, how can I defeat fate?"

After listening to this long story and Marshall's final trembling prayer, Hercule still seemed calm. He said gently:

"Regarding fate, I'm not a theologian, so I'm afraid I can't give you too much philosophical advice."

"It's okay, please say something."

"Well then..." Hercule said thoughtfully, "I always believe that life is a chain of endless questions, and it will eventually have an answer. The interpretation process itself is a fight against fate. Whether you move forward in the right way or in the right order, you will get a gift."

After hearing these confusing words, Marshall miraculously calmed down a lot.

He recited it in his mind, nodded and said, "Thank you, I understand."

Hercule: Really?

In fact, what he said just now can be translated as: My life is composed of countless main and branch lines, and they will always be completed one day. Doing branch lines instead of main lines is my last resistance to fate (official) as a stubborn player. Anyway, branch quests are not without rewards...

But since Marshall said he understood, Hercule thought there should be nothing wrong with his words.

He continued the previous topic and said: "The spy of Apocalypse Company has been found. He is your boss, the Deputy Commissioner of Community Affairs. I don't think he has noticed that his subordinate has changed. First of all, Claire Borg will freeze to death on the street due to alcoholism. He himself is not a steady and dedicated guy. Secondly, the Deputy Commissioner has too many "side jobs" on hand, and he may not work as hard as you in the past few months.

When I take away the golden hourglass, neither the Court of Owls nor anyone else will continue to look for you. Claire Borg's mistake is not serious. You will be released soon, and you may have the hope of reinstating your original position. However, this does not mean that from now on you can go back to the past and live a free and easy life."

Marshall looked bleak: "Why would I have such expectations?"

"You are already Claire Borg." As if the sight that could penetrate the soul was seen from the detective's gray-green eyes, His eyes projected, "Any repetition of the same mistakes may expose your identity and cause trouble. You must always remember that the enemy hiding in the dark is too lazy to find you, not that they cannot kill you. From now on, you can only live as a policeman as you are now, and pray that you do well enough so that others will not be suspicious."

Then his tone was much more relaxed: "But I heard that you have been working seriously and responsibly in the past six months, so it should be no problem to stick to it. This is the critical moment to fight against fate. Also - remember to have regular physical examinations, you may also die of a sudden heart attack at five o'clock tonight."

Marshall... maybe he should be called Claire Borg now, he asked palely: "Really? How come I didn't know I had a heart disease? Is it too late to go to the hospital for rescue now?"

Hercules did not answer, but only accepted the location of the golden hourglass given by the other party. When the clock passed five o'clock, he took off his hat and said goodbye to Claire Borg behind the glass window: "One of the chain of questions has been solved, and the next road is up to you. Goodbye, Mr. Borg, I hope you remember my name when we meet next time."

Claire was still very nervous: "Thank you very much, Mr. Hugo-but what if I really have a heart attack?! It's not good for me to go to the hospital in this situation!"

Robin followed Hercule and couldn't help laughing while looking back at the adults beside him. Batman snorted coldly and said, "He is lying to you."

Claire: "Really, why would he lie to me... Who are you? He is a detective, what do you two do for a job? Wait a minute!! I really want to know! Can you not leave in a hurry, hey!!"

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"He didn't get hurt!" After leaving the police station, Robin said in surprise, "I don't mean to say that it's bad for him to be alive, but I thought the prophecy would be more effective. It's impossible that he disguised himself as another person and fate couldn't recognize him, right?"

Is fate such an inconvenient thing?

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