Mystery: Start with the Reader Chapter 24

　　 It was late at night when Abner woke up again. Although he'slept' for more than six hours this time, he still felt his head throbbing. Obviously, the dried up spirituality has not yet recovered.

"What exactly did you encounter? How did your spirituality be consumed so thoroughly? You know, when you were sent back by the police officer, I almost thought you were going to lose control on the spot and become a monster! I have never seen anyone's spirituality dry up like that ...No, even the dead won't have any spirituality left!" Detective Isinger, who had been guarding the bedside, couldn't help but be horrified when he woke up, and asked again and again.

　　 In this world, everything is animist, and everything is evolved from the original creator, so even the dead are spiritual! Extraordinary people will lose control after their spirituality is reduced to a certain level.

Abner knows this knowledge now. He knows that his state is definitely unreasonable, and he thinks in his heart: "Did the pure white eyes protect my spirit from losing control? Or is the God of Knowledge taking care of me again?" It doesn't seem to be like... the mental body is not like the body, and the out-of-control caused by spiritual exhaustion is difficult to solve from the outside... etc., everything is evolved from the original creator, and all the madness and pollution also come from him... ...But I am not...My soul must come from a different universe, even a higher-dimensional universe. So...My soul has no basis for losing control at all? But it is not right. If there is really no initial influence, then I Where does his spirituality come from? Well, this is a possibility and needs to be verified in the future."

Thinking about it, Abner put on an expression of fear on the surface, saying: "When I was observing something with Extraordinary Objects, I was suddenly backlashed... that thing may be related to a very high personality. "

　　 "Do you dare to see such a thing? Why didn't you become a monster on the spot?" Detective Isengard said in an angry manner. He hates iron but not steel for his students who are good at doing death.

　　 I didn't want to analyze such dangerous things... Abner was also very wronged, he really didn't want to do this. As for why the body has not changed, this probably comes from the protection of the pure white eye. After all, his body is different from the soul, and it is the original product of this world.

　　 Seeing that Abner's spirit was still very bad, Detective Isinger left after scolding him a few words so that he could have a better rest.

　　 "The teacher must have guessed that I have some secrets...but he doesn't ask, I'll just pretend to be stupid!" Abner sighed in his heart and closed his glasses again.

　　 But at this moment he couldn't fall asleep with a headache. After tossing and turning for a while, he sat up again, recalling the gray mist he had spied on before he fell unconscious.

"Some of the nature of that doll is actually related to the gray fog... It's really pitted! Now the great master above the gray fog is not the gentle and kind Klein, then what am I analyzing before? Source castle? Is it Tianzun?" Thinking of this, Abner couldn't help sweating. As the teacher said, it was a god's blessing that he did not die on the spot.

"I remember Miss Justice's mirror in the original novel, Mr. Hanged Man's glass bottle, and Lady Hermit's astrology are all objects related to the source castle, representing the red stars dotted in the gray mist... that Dolls should also be similar things. Haha, my rash analysis this time is actually not completely unprofitable, at least I know the nature of this connection! Hiss..." Due to the pain, Abner's expression was a little distorted. He laughed, but he finally felt his spirituality recovered a bit.

"Now that I know the nature of this connection, I can design rituals to give certain items special attributes, so that it can be associated with the gray mist and become a red star on it. Of course, this connection is only one-sided. Only when the Fool responds can we really establish a connection, which is essentially the same as reciting the name of the Fool in ancient Hermes."

"So, this gain is actually useless? Um... not at all, at least it provides me with a new path to join the Tarot Club in the future. If you want to join the Tarot Club, go directly to contact Klein himself in reality. The worst choice, he has too much gaze of great existence, and it is easy to fall into calculations close to him, and even if you want to exchange information with him in the future, you have to go through the source castle! And chanting the honorific name may not be achieved. Purpose, with Klein's caution, how dare he respond casually when a stranger recites his name! Isn't it the real Creator or Amon sent it? On the contrary, it is similar to the hermit or the little sun, holding the associated source fort. The object prays for something he is interested in, and it is most likely to achieve the goal of being pulled above the gray mist...

　　 Abner thought about it, the sleepiness finally overwhelmed the pain, his eyelids gradually couldn't lift up, he yawned and lay down on the bed again, and fell asleep in a short while.

　　 At the same time, in a dark alley in the Eastern District. Hugh, wearing a black cloak, hid behind a low wall, peeking at a pale-faced man loading the body of the tramp who had fallen in the garbage onto a cart. By this time, there were already two tattered, dirty, thin bodies on the cart.

"He is... collecting the bodies of the homeless people who died of starvation and freezing in the Eastern District? I remember this man is the owner of a clothing store. Why does he come to do such a thankless thing?" Xiu is pretty. The eyes were full of confusion, but she soon recalled the'playing method' mentioned by Abner. After a week of experimentation herself, she had preliminarily determined that the 'playing method' was effective, so she couldn't help but arouse a thought: "This person is...playing? Is he the corpse collector?!"

"I heard that the method of collecting corpses is in the hands of the Church of the Dark Night and the Spiritual Cult... Abner once said that the lower-level Extraordinary of the church does not know the'playing method', so he is likely to belong to the Spiritual Clan. People? Well, I need to remind Abner to be careful when investigating him."

　　 Xiu just thought of this, but the man who collected the corpse suddenly turned around and looked over, apparently he found her hiding behind the wall.

Hugh was surprised at that moment. She didn't know how she exposed, but her good combat consciousness allowed her to respond quickly. Not only did she hold the triangular thorn with the unknown poison in her hand, she also gave it to Abner. The brass charm was taken out.

　　 Then she saw that the man on the opposite side also took out a brass charm, exactly the same as the one in her hand...

　　 There was an awkward atmosphere in the air for a while.

　　 The two faced each other for a few seconds. The man who collected the corpse couldn't help it first. He lowered his voice and said, "Who are you? Why are you spying on me?"

Of course it is impossible for Hugh to expose Abner, so after a moment of silence, he replied: "I am the'arbitrator' of the bounty hunter in the Eastern District. Someone commissioned me to investigate why you smuggled the corpse." Although she is not very good at lying, But it doesn't mean it won't. And what she said is essentially the truth.

　　 "Are you an official Extraordinary?" the man asked in a panic.

　　 "Heh, it seems that you rarely come to the Eastern District, and you don't even know the 'arbitrator'." Xio pursed her lips, a little concerned about the lack of effect of her name.

　　 Although Xio did not answer directly, the man probably realized that the lady in front of him was a wild Beyonder just like him, so he relaxed a little and explained, "I'm not smuggling the corpses, I just want to collect them for burial!"

　　 "You are not the harvester of the cemetery, why do you do this?" Xio asked directly.

"Sorry, I have my reasons... I can only guarantee that I didn't steal the corpse, nor did anything bad!" The man hesitated for a moment, and then said, "I will preside over the requiem ceremony later, you can watch! "

"This person seems to be wary of other Beyonders... a standard rookie! Just like me... if it wasn't for Forsi..." Xio sighed, knowing that this person should have treated him normally. The living habits of ordinary people have been substituted into the world of extraordinary people. How dangerous is ritual magic? Generally, only people who are absolutely trusted will be allowed to watch, otherwise they will end up miserably if they are manipulated.

"Let's go!" Xio could not afford to feel a little compassionate, and planned to help this person to look after him for one or two tonight, and then vaguely remind him after the ceremony~www.mtlnovel.com~ The next morning, Abu Na opened his eyes until eight o'clock in his sleep. He meditated for a while, and found that his spirituality had been fully recovered, and he breathed a long sigh of relief.

　　 "There are no sequelae!"

　　 Thinking like this in his heart, he walked out of the bedroom and learned through his servant that Detective Isengard had gone out to investigate the case. Only then did he remember that they had accepted the investigation of 11 missing cases commissioned by the Civilas Field yesterday.

　　 "It seems that there is no time to go to the public library to read today. After I meet with Hugh, I have to report to the police station in the Joe Wood district. The two cases the teacher gave me have not been solved yet."

　　 Slightly followed the action plan, Abner immediately rushed to the East Side, and successfully met with Miss Hugh in that small restaurant.

　　 "Your complexion is not very good! Are you sick?" Xio looked at Abner, who was obviously a little weak on the other side, and was concerned.

　　 "It's just being eaten back by extraordinary items..." Abner didn't want to talk more about this, and asked instead, "Do you have any gains there?"

　　 Xiu heard the words and thought about it tangledly, and finally asked tactfully: "Your classmate's father, is he a bit stupid?"

　　 Abner was dumbfounded, recalling Mr. Grant's decent manner in dealing with people and things, and asked inexplicably: "Why do you ask?"

　　 "His knowledge of mysticism is quite rich, but he is naive in many places!" Huo Jiang and Abner explained in detail the ins and outs of her encounter with each other last night.

　　 "He has my brass charm in his hand?" Abner was puzzled by the news at first, but then immediately remembered the 'new man' who bought his last charm at the extraordinary party the day before yesterday.

　　 "That person should be Mr. Grant! No wonder I followed him later and found his figure a little familiar..."

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