Chapter 50: Searching for the Truth with Doubts

After thinking about it carefully, Booker still chose to use and drink the potion, and the result was, of course, that there was no problem.

They turned around a square and came to an empty track, and the main hall of the Martyrs' Hall was above Yu Jin's head.

Just as they were about to use the empty rail to get to the Hall of Martyrs, a group of Colombian police officers rushed out of the nearby shop.

Raise the gun and shoot at Yu Jin and them.

"Just in time, just in time to try out your newfound abilities."

Yu Jin threw out a hand.

The ground was suddenly full of cracks, and those cracks hit the group of policemen directly, and then bounced them all up, and the people who were bounced up could not move freely in the air.

That's when they're the target for movement.

Booker hurriedly replenished the gun.

After cleaning up this group of enemies, the three of them directly hung up the empty rails and came to the front of the martyr's hall.

There was already a team of men in military uniforms stationed here.

Booker observed carefully and hurriedly said, "They don't seem to be in league with the Colombian police." ”

"Can we talk about it?!"

Yu Jin hurriedly stopped Elizabeth, who wanted to go out, "Don't mess around, I'm afraid that as soon as you come up, you will be shot through by bullets." ”

Yu Jin saw a bazooka and *** next to him, and threw *** to Booker.

"You cover me here, Elizabeth stays here, I'll go assault!"

"Good!" Booker took the ***, checked it, and then found a good position to aim.

When he was ready, Yu Jin rushed out.

As he rushed out, a bullet was fired from the railing on the second floor of the Martyr's Hall.

Directly hit Yu Jin's body, and he was already directly knocked to the ground.

Elizabeth was stunned for a moment.

Booker hurriedly raised his gun and shot the sniper who had just fired.

But Yu Jin, who was originally on the ground, slowly got up.

"It's really unlucky, the shield almost can't stop it."

After Yu Jin got up, he immediately hid under the bridge, and the shield on his skin was healing automatically.

The shot had shattered his shield, but it still couldn't penetrate his body, after all, it was the power of a weapon in 1912, and it was not as terrible as it is in modern times.

Yu Jin put on a ***, which was scavenged from the corpse when he was in the playground.

The soldiers began to surround the position where Booker had just fired.

After Yu Jin placed a few crow's nest traps, he chose the strategy of waiting for the rabbit.

Really! Someone on the left has stepped on the trap.

Yu Jin immediately rushed out of the dark corner, one shot! Two shots!

The power is amazing, and at close range, ordinary people can't resist it at all. It's just that there are more and more soldiers, and just behind Yu Jin, there is just a soldier aiming at him.

Bang!

The soldier was shot, and Yu Jin turned his head to see the soldier, then looked at Booker, held out his thumb to him, and nodded in praise.

The people here came one after another, Yu Jin changed two of them, and the ammunition in Booker's hand was empty, so the soldiers here were cleaned up.

Elizabeth, who had been hiding behind, saw that there were no enemies here, so she rushed out of the bunker and hugged Yu Jin.

Yu Jin was stunned for a moment, then smiled and hugged Elizabeth with his backhand.

"I just thought you were dead!"

Yu Jin smiled and lowered his head and said in Elizabeth's ear: "Don't worry, I have an immortal body, even if I die, I can be resurrected." ”

Elizabeth suddenly came to her senses, and hurriedly broke free from Yu Jin's embrace, "Hmph! You're so nasty. ”

Yu Jin looked at Elizabeth with a smile, and then shook his head at Booker.

Booker didn't look responsive.

He was skeptical that Elizabeth was his daughter.

But Yu Jin knew that if Elizabeth was in danger, Booker would be the first to rush over.

"Let's go, your old friend is waiting for you in the Hall of Martyrs."

The three of them pushed open the door and walked into the Hall of Martyrs.

There were dead civilians in the Hall of Martyrs, as well as policemen who obeyed the prophet.

Continue walking until you reach the main hall.

In the center of the main hall stands a huge statue with one hand on its waist and a sword in the other.

Elizabeth and Booker walked over to the nameplate.

"Our prophet, Comstock Heavenly Father, commander of the Seventh Cavalry Regiment."

Booker's brows furrowed slightly, and he immediately raised his head and said, "No way, that person hasn't led the seventh team at all!" Could it be that my memory is wrong again? ”

At this moment, a searchlight shone down from above the main hall.

An old voice came from the stereo.

"On that day, Corporal DeWitt proved his worth on the battlefield."

Booker's brow furrowed, he was familiar with the voice.

"Slater, is that you?!"

"You're such a special person, Booker, and you don't seek glory."

"But Comstock! That guy robbed us of our glory, and we will never die at his hands. ”

At this moment, the door on the right side of the main hall was suddenly kicked open, and three or four soldiers rushed out directly, holding guns and preparing to shoot.

But Yu Jin was faster, and before the door was kicked open, he had already unleashed a storm of crows.

The crows directly surrounded these people.

Booker also immediately disconnected and fired.

"Booker! You're a killer! Whether you admit it or not, you are a murderer! ”

"Booker, come on, I know what you want, as long as you can kill my warrior, then it will be yours."

Yu Jin knew who the old man on the radio was, and he also knew what the old man was doing.

"Let's go, let's go together, he seems to have some thoughts of death."

Booker was still searching for his memories, and he always felt that his memories were blurry and confused.

As the group walked through the main hall. I saw the life experience of Comstock.

Yu Jin pointed to the year of birth on it and asked, "Booker, when were you born?" ”

When Booker saw that Comstock was in 1874, he said, "I was born in 1874 too." ”

"So, Comstock should only be 38 years old this year, how can he look so old in both the statue and the photo."

Elizabeth stood aside and added.

But Yu Jin smiled and asked, "I know why, do you want to know?" ”

"Why!"

"Because of the crossing! The frequent use of time-traveling machines to predict the future has accelerated Comstock's physical aging, so that the 38-year-old looks like an old man in his 70s. ”

"Is it true?"

Elizabeth, on the other hand, seemed a little at a loss.

"It's okay, let's keep going, and the truth will gradually emerge."

They walked through the scenes of two important events arranged in the Hall of Martyrs, one was the Wounded Knee River incident that Booker experienced.

The other is the Boxer Rebellion.

During the Boxer Rebellion, Slater told the trio that Comstock had not been present at all, and that he had been fighting all along.

During the Knee Wound incident, Slater suddenly told Elizabeth that Booker, who was beside him, had died as early as December 29, 1890.

But in Booker's memory, he did survive, and he never remembered the presence of Comstock.

"He robbed us of our glory! That scumbag! Comstock! ”

Elizabeth quietly glanced at Booker's expression.

But Booker was still remembering whether he had met Comstock.

"Now that you've seen what Comstock did to me, see how he rewrites his own history! Let's come by the First Lady Pavilion Memorial Hall in the middle. ”

There is also a door between the Boxer Memorial and the Wounded Knee River Memorial Hall, which was originally tightly closed, but now, it has been opened.

Booker and Elizabeth looked at each other and walked in.

This place is more than a memorial hall, and Yu Jin prefers to call it a garden, like the stone floor of the courtyard, planted with small grass that is often trimmed.

In the middle of this courtyard, this statue is placed.

A woman holding aloft a small newborn baby.

Elizabeth ran under the statue and carefully read the inscription placed below.

"Mrs. Comstock, and the Seed of the Prophet—the miraculous child who has only been in his mother's body for a week."

"But the child was sick, and Our Lady prayed day and night for the heir of the prophet."

Elizabeth touched her head, turned her head to Yu Jin and said, "When I was imprisoned, I read a lot of books and newspapers, but there was nothing about this child. ”

Yu Jin shrugged.

"A child born in a week of pregnancy is either Comstock green, or it's a rumor that spreads deliberately."

"It's really a big hole." Booker, who was standing on the sidelines, also read the words carefully.

The three of them continued to move forward, pushing open the second door, which was even more strangely arranged.

A miniature Colombia sits at one end of a bridge.

A tall Comstock was walking forward with a child in his hand.

As Yu Jin and the others approached, the statue made a sound.

"Look! Daisy Killed My Love! But she won't get the child, and she won't be able to stop the prophecy from coming. The sons of prophets should sit on thrones and be supported by all nations! ”

And under that bridge, there is a text.

"Son of the Prophet: The Prophet took his son into the asylum."

When Elizabeth looked up, the most conspicuous thing was the statue of the angel who had been imprisoning him.

"That's... My tower? ”

Booker stood aside and pointed to the statue and said, "Could it be that Comstock's child is actually Elizabeth?!" ”

Yu Jin glanced at Booker, and Booker's eyes were full of doubts at this time, but he didn't know if it was Comstock or what Yu Jin had said.

"Nope! No, Yu Jin, didn't you say that I'm Booker's daughter?! ”

Yu Jin touched Elizabeth's head.

"Don't worry, let's read first."