Chapter 37: Time and Space
"What the hell is going on? Isn't Ruth dead? And why did you awaken the fourth talent? Tesla was stunned, it happened too suddenly, the amount of information made his head a little short-circuited, and he looked at Faust blankly.
"I'm from the future......" Faust glanced at Wang Feng: "Ruth is not dead, but trapped in the gap of time." ”
"Time gap? Is there really a time gap? ”
Tesla always thought it was just a theory, but I didn't expect it to be true.
"Is Wang Feng okay?"
Henry Bacon hurried over: "Just lying there, I didn't dare to breathe, it's terrifying......"
Faust looked at Henry Bacon: "I miss ......"
"What do you miss?"
Henry Bacon looked at Faust.
Faust shook his head and handed Wang Feng to Tesla and the two: "I have already amnesticized him, and when he wakes up, let him find me now......"
Tesla grabbed him: "You want to run without explaining anything?" ”
"You can't catch me! I can't explain it to you now, and I'm running out of time...... Wang Feng is our last line of defense. Hold on no matter what. Faust's body began to slowly evaporate until it vanished.
Tesla looked at the air in front of him with a clouded face, he couldn't believe Faust, and just disappeared out of thin air.
"Is this the fourth talent?" He thought that the gap between himself and Faust was not big, but the facts told him that the gap between the two could not be bridged.
At this time, Wang Feng was already unconscious.
"I was really scared to death just now, I didn't expect Wang Feng to become like this." Henry Bacon finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Tesla, on the other hand, kept thinking about what Faust said.
What did he mean by those words? What is really going to happen in the future? Wang Feng is the last hole card, what does this mean? ”
He can be sure that something big must happen in the future, otherwise Faust in the future would not come, and all this is still unknown.
Tesla looked at Wang Feng and said to himself, "What happened?" ”
"What's wrong with you?" Henry Bacon saw that Tesla was wrong and quickly patted him.
"Ah...... It's okay......"
Tesla came to his senses and smiled.
Henry Bacon asked no more questions, and the three of them returned to the villa.
After settling Wang Feng, Tesla did not stay here, but returned to his residence in a hurry.
Henry Bacon cleaned up the mess, he was still a little worried about Wang Feng, and found a lot of doctors, making sure that Wang Feng was just asleep before relieving his heart.
On the other side of London, something big happened, and Conan Doyle pushed open the door and shouted Faust, with an impatient face.
Sherlock Holmes...... Something is wrong! ”
Faust walked down in his pajamas, sleepy-eyed: "Didn't I say that? Call me Faust ......"
Conan Doyle scratched his head embarrassedly: "Forget about this...... Hahaha, call you Sherlock Holmes and get used to it......"
"What's the matter?"
Faust rolled his eyes: "It must not be a good thing." He snorted coldly and then sat down on the sofa and lit a cigarette: "Tell me what's the matter!" ”
Conan Doyle also quickly sat down, then drank a cup of tea and patted his chest: "Wait...... Let me ...... slowly."
After a while, he looked at Faust: "Forger...... Faust! Just now, a man on the streets of London was bitten off his head out of thin air! ”
Faust laughed, feeling that Conan Doyle was joking with himself: "Are you kidding me?" ”
"I'm not kidding you...... Really got bitten off the head...... And out of thin air...... No one knows who did it. Conan Doyle paused: "But everyone heard a bark similar to a wild dog......"
Faust stood up directly: "The barking of wild dogs? Are you sure? He glanced at Conan Doyle suspiciously.
If someone did hear the barking of a wild dog, it proved that this matter was not as simple as he imagined, and when he first regained his memory, he had seen a creature similar to a wild dog in his dream.
At that time, his memory had not fully recovered, and he didn't know what was going on, and even now that he had recovered his memory, he didn't figure out why.
And when you resume remembering
When I remember, I never had the dream before, and I didn't hear that cry in my ears.
"Tell me exactly what happened at that time." Faust was immediately interested.
"Hmm...... When the time comes, everyone will be on the streets...... Suddenly, a man in a yellow robe knelt on the ground, holding a book without words in his hand. His behavior was very strange, and he was speaking words that others didn't understand, as if it was another language, but the voice was creepy...... "Conan Doyle couldn't help but tremble and cold sweat flowed down his armpits as soon as he remembered what he had seen before.
His back was already half drenched with sweat.
"It should be a shoe-cultist...... Faust turned his head and poured a glass of wine helplessly: "Just to describe the scene at that time, why are you still scared like this?" ”
He drank the wine from his glass, feeling that Conan Doyle now looked like a mouse with a shrunken tail, which was particularly funny.
"I was right next to that guy at the time...... After he said that, the sky changed, everything was shrouded in darkness, and everyone fell into panic...... Then only a loud bang was heard, and then a wail...... The sky returned to its original state. And that guy only has a body left...... His head is gone, and there is a row of tooth marks on his neck, which is terrifying! Conan Doyle rubbed his temples: "If I tell this about it, others will definitely think I'm crazy...... But I wasn't the only one who saw it, everyone saw it. ”
Faust poured another glass of wine, then handed it to Conan Doyle: "Everybody saw it?" ”
He felt that Conan Doyle must have exaggerated the matter, but this matter was definitely not fake, and it had something to do with him.
Faust had already investigated all the texts and found similar monsters in mythological records, but he didn't care about it as his subconscious.
Conan Doyle took the glass and drank the contents of the wine, sighed deeply and returned the empty glass to Faust: "Give me another glass!" ”
"Where is the body now? Is it still at the scene of the crime? Is there anything like a photo? Faust smiled, knowing that it must have been a trick by Moritia.
"How can a body still be at the scene of the crime? Is it good to cause panic? ”