When she came back from the office, Qiu Xuan saw many patients she had seen along the way. It's just that her identity is no longer one of them, but a real "outsider" perspective to re-look at St. Canaan's Mental Hospital.

She didn't really care about how St. Canaan was, but she cared about the person who sat on St. Canaan's head.

The scene of the Lord of the Flies, who was finally transformed by Beelzebub in the famine world, is almost about to become a psychological shadow for Qiu Xuan, and since she came back from the last world, she has been allowing herself to devote herself to the information work of a desperate situation or the next world, just to avoid thinking too much and drill the horns.

The current situation has forced her to get into the horns.

According to the timeline in the original "reality", Qin Jiuyuan, like Chiara, came back early in the process of doing things for the Central Church. Two days after his return, he left in a hurry because of an emergency at the world border that urgently needed a cardinal to come to the rescue.

Unexpectedly, he was sent back to the central city by a fucking emergency ambulance, and even experts like Dean Frey were shocked and rushed to the city, so you can imagine how serious his injuries were.

What kind of mission can hurt a cardinal to such an extent in the presence of the Central Church?

Qiu Xuan strode down the familiar dimly lit corridor of St. Canaan, her face so gloomy that she almost blended in with the background.

She stopped abruptly and heard a loud laugh coming from the depths of the hallway. In addition to the wry laughter, it seemed that in the corner of the back, there was the sound of something dragging and rubbing on the floor.

Qiu Xuan turned around, and the voice disappeared suddenly. Half an hour later, a black shadow rushed like a monkey against the walls of the two corridors, and burst in front of her.

……

"I still think it's."

The stout man had a cigarette in his hand, but because St. Canaan had a clear and strict rule that not only the sick were not allowed to carry prohibited items, but also the physicians and clergy in charge were not allowed to smoke, he could only hold it in his hand and never light it, but only occasionally put it under his nose to smell it.

"It's because you have to ask those gardening professionals to come and solve the problem, what does it mean that the Hunter Bureau invites a private detective to come over? Not to mention that this has anything to do with the Hunter Bureau, just from ......"

"Okay, Ah Guang, the partition wall has ears."

"Oh......"

The group was now in the rose garden in the backyard of St. Canaan, and a person in charge dressed as a gardener was talking about something.

"I've been taking care of these flowers for three or four years since I was hired here." The gardener was a very simple-looking woman, her arms were so strong that she could clearly feel the slight bulge of muscle under her clothes, unlike most women of her age.

"I can assure you that these flowers are like my own children. I took care of them, and although I only had to come to St. Canaan twice a week, according to the treaty, I did not have a single one of them carelessly. The woman patted her chest, as if to add credibility to the statement.

"But since yesterday, the roses have started to wither." She spoke, and as she looked distressed, she pointed to the crowd at the branch of a flower in the depths of the garden. "Do you dare to imagine that roses are starting to wither! What does this symbolize, isn't it...... Phew, I didn't say anything, please forgive me my Father...... In short, this matter has nothing to do with me at all! It's impossible that I've been taking care of them for four years, and today it's suddenly out of the blue! You have to write truthfully in your report, I have always been very conscientious! ”

"Okay ma'am, your mood is a little relieved, there is nothing for you to do here for the time being."

Although Ryuzo's face also looked a little tired, he still mustered up his spirit and asked the gardener, who was still filled with righteous indignation, to leave, and repeatedly promised that their investigation report would not contain anything out of the ordinary, and then sent the gardener away.

In fact, a sentence that the gardener did not say just now may serve as a key clue. That is, everyone on this continent knows that the rose is the symbol of the god of light, especially the rose planted in St. Canaan, and in some cases may have a higher status than some clergy.

Then the withering of roses in St. Canaan now represents ......

The latter words are a bit "rebellious", and the gardener may have suddenly realized this before choosing to shut up suddenly. And it was only at this moment that the executioner and his party were able to really get a closer look at the withered roses, and as stated in the mission, the garden was now in very bad shape, almost to the point of precariousness.

Large patches of roses began to wither, and the dried petals fell straight on the dirt, and the cleaning staff did not dare to come in and clean them, so they had to let them rot and disintegrate into the mud that had grown.

"But I remember that it never happened when we came to St. Canaan."

The sturdy man used to follow Ya and Qiu Xuan to explore the rose garden at night, and he knew very well that there was something unlucky under this delicate flower, so this time he stood with Long San and them and did not go down in person.

"Yes, even if it's not clear which patient's mental world is now, the timeline that everyone has experienced must be the same. Why is something that didn't happen in reality recorded in this guy's memory? ”

"No one can say for sure about the butterfly effect, Ah Guang." Ryuzo sighed softly, "Just like in this timeline, didn't Asafel also appear on the long breakfast table, sometimes no one knows how much of a difference a trivial detail can make. ”

As soon as the words fell, something happened suddenly.

Song Shuang, who came from the Blue River Guild, was originally bent over the corpses of a few roses under his feet, grabbing a shovel and wanting to dig something. In the next second, everyone only had time to hear his muffled scream, and in broad daylight, everyone watched as a skinny palm stretched out from the mud and grabbed it on Song Shuang's ankle!

Everything happened too fast, in fact, Song Shuang relied on his ability to not be weak, plus a few executioners guarding around, it was not too difficult to struggle out of this predicament. The bad thing is that he just went deep into the garden in order to find an important clue one step ahead of the crowd, which will make everyone entangled with the sudden change under his feet, and he has no time to come and save him.

The palm that was originally stretched out became two, and the two were reproduced into four, and the four overlapped eight, and then sixteen and doubled again...... In the end, what was inflicted on Song Shuang's body was an almost dense and uncountable number of miserable white hand bones, and the number of hand bones even exceeded the scope covered by the entire rose garden, so it looked as if it had come from under the endless deep hell.

"Save him, Blue River can give you a C-grade resource mine as compensation!"

Bai Yi was too far away, he looked up in a panic, and suddenly saw the chainsaw man who was as steady as Mount Tai on the side, his eyes lit up, and he said hurriedly.

Song Shuang can't die here now, and he will soon be fighting with the union of the dark star next door. Bai Yi finally sat in the position of vice president, and now there are quite objections to his cruel killing of his teammates in his own position, and Song Shuang, as the leader of his own side, is not a loss to exchange for a C-level resource mine.

Bai Yi said this with confidence, after all, no normal person would refuse this kind of good thing that was almost sent to the door.

Pulling Song Shuang is almost a gesture, and normal people should know how to choose.

Although the chainsaw is not a "normal person" in the traditional sense, it does not mean that he has no brains.

The long and narrow eyes glanced at Bai Yi, who was stretching out his hand towards him, his strong arm shook, and the steel chain of hundreds of catties fell to the ground with a bang, and it could be regarded as roughly wrapping around Song Shuang's shoulder between the hands stretched out in a miserable white and terrifying way.

Song Shuang's mouth let out a cry of pain, instead of being dragged down by countless arms and suffocated, he was going to be hanged by steel chains first. But he still clung to the only piece of driftwood, exchanging words such as "Pull me up!" ”

The chainsaw man shook his arm, and the steel chain of hundreds of catties in his hand was like two ribbons on the arms of a noblewoman, fluttering and carrying the weight of another adult man's hundred catties, and was easily lifted.

saved.

Song Shuangbai also thought so in their hearts.

As for that C-level resource mine, it would be better to give it to that monster as a favor. Bai Yi squinted his eyes, anyway, it is impossible for the chainsaw man to know the goods, how do he know that although it is defined as C-grade, in fact, the resource mine buried deep in the desert area is a waste mine, and mining is just a waste of human resources.

"Thank you, my friend!" Bai Yi still said on his face, "You saved our members today, and you will be a friend of Blue River from now on." I'll sign a letter of assignment with you now, and I won't break my promise about what I promised. ”

Chainsaw Man: "But I will." ”

Bai Yi was stunned for a few seconds, "...... What do you mean? ”

Chainsaw lifted half of his face that was covered by the mask of the hideous trapped beast, and through the gap in the middle, Chaobai also showed a terrifying tearing smile. "What's more, I never promised you anything."

He circled his arm and suddenly began to oscillate in the air in an opposite direction, feeling the pressure of the steel bound on his shoulders gradually lessen, but Song Shuang did not feel relaxed at all, but suddenly turned white.

"Y-What are you going to do?! No, no......! ”

There was a bang, and the extraordinarily loud sound of smashing the ground resounded in everyone's ears in front of Bai Yiqing's pale face. This time, Song Shuang didn't even snort, and countless skinny palms seemed to be waiting to pull him down, but just looking at the blood that had been flowing on the ground before those arms stretched out, it all showed how much force was used by the blow of the steel chain to the ground.

In an instant, Song Shuang's miserable white and bloodied face was buried deep under the soil, and countless palms quietly receded as when they came. The Chainsaw Man wrapped the chain around his arm again, and walked towards the road without squinting.

"No matter who you are, as long as you hate Blue River too, we are good friends."

Ya stood aside and took in all the experience, even though she didn't have a good face at the chainsaw, but she looked very happy. "I didn't expect it, Bai Yi, it looks like your trick is not good, ah? You also have today, heh. ”

Of course, other people who don't have any personal grudges will not stand on Bai Yi's side now, and after only a few glances, they will go their own way.

Bai Yi strode far away from the rose garden of the evil sect, he lowered his eyelids, and suddenly glanced at the backs of all his peers who had only survived until now. The look was obscure, and after a while, it returned to normal.

……

Qiu Xuan carried the man who suddenly came to her like a monkey in one hand, who was wearing the Saint Canaan's unified patient restraint suit, and a pair of eyes that were so large that they were almost out of shape stared straight at her.

Qiu Xuan recognized this person, this was the weird guy she met in the city hospital in "reality", and the weirdo suddenly said that he was the friend they were looking for, and he also suffered from angel puppet syndrome.

And, the weirdo finally said, he was a seraph.

Qiu Xuan was always skeptical about these words, after all, the most important thing in St. Canaan was the madman and the mentally ill. Anyone can say that she is a seraph, just as she can say that the saint is an imposter if she wants to, and that she is the real Chiara.

That is, to listen to a joke.

The strange man stared at Qiu Xuan with lantern-wide eyes, and the latter quickly glanced at the name tag from the chest of his bondage suit, and sure enough, the strange man's name was "Steel Wool".

Very perfunctory names, at least Ed's ones such as "Hercules Fierce Man" and the like have a prefix, and he has nothing but a "steel wool ball".

"Alright...... Steel wool balls. Qiu Xuan put down the hand holding the stranger's collar, "I can now be sure that you have nothing to do with this matter, now go back to your own room, I still have some business." ”

"I am, I am, Seraphim."

The strange man's huge eyeballs didn't blink, "I forgot something, you help me get my memory back." When I get to the Templar, I'll make you the next seraph. ”

Qiu Xuan: "......"

His remarks are very interesting, and there is no difference between them and "I, Qin Shi Huang, playing money" in the context. Qiu Xuan was almost amused by him, and tried to send the other party away again, and finally threw the "steel wool" away after running into several patrol guards.

She walked to the St. Canaan's patient file room familiarly, and the key she had taken from Qin Jiuyuan before could still come in handy. Fortunately, at least the characters of the event have changed in different meanings, but this dead thing is always the same in the short term.

She successfully opened the iron door, and out of the purpose of keeping an extra eye, she still found the file under the name of the person "Steel Wool Ball" in order of name. Sure enough, as she expected, the patient suffered from severe delusional disorder and persecution paranoia.

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