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The meeting was temporarily dissolved, but most of the people did not leave. Dada asked who wanted coffee, and then went to the corner where the coffee machine was shelved. Everyone can see that she didn't do it with some kind of strong purpose, this gentle way of getting along was not forced to do it, deliberately pretentious, and everyone was full of affection for her. Pan and Bajing walked a few quick steps up to help her.

The magician played a magic trick with a ready-made pen and paper as if no one was around, and immediately attracted the attention of the idle men. Locke looked at us and wanted to call me and Tomie over. But Sakiya called me over first.

"Achuan, this way." She beckoned to me with a metal box and walked to another no-man's corner.

I shrugged apologetically at Locke and the others.

"Ajiang, go take a look." I whispered to Tomie.

Tomie gave me a kiss understandingly, so I walked over to Sakiya. His eyes fell on the metal box, and he couldn't help but be a little excited.

"Is this the finished product? I thought it would take more time. ”

"Prophet Mayne felt that it was needed for this operation, so he sped up his cultivation." Sakiya said.

Despite all those hard tribulations, Sakiya is still the same. Shoulder-length short hair, glasses, and a somewhat introverted expression, but full of youthful energy. She tied up the strand of hair on the left side with a butterfly hairpin, black silk stockings, short skirts and long shirts - this article is transferred from Shushu.com - http://shushuw.cn/shu/27609/4239782.html - The dress looks fresh and simple, but they are all brand-name goods, and at a glance you know that she is a daughter. Although she tried her best to dress herself up like a SHU girl, she deliberately did not button the top two buttons of the caftan to highlight the depth of her curves, but she still couldn't help but reveal the youthfulness unique to her age.

After the Advent Circuit Collapse Project was completed, Prophet Mayne expelled the demon of Sakuya** as promised, and consulted with me to fuse the demon that could control the shadow and the crow quark into my demon.

Manipulating the Demon is a privilege that only the Three-Pole Demon Pattern Messenger can have, but not every Three-Pole Demon Pattern Messenger can have the Demon Messenger. In some sense, the demon is a mutant of the demon, which weakens some of its power, but allows the host to gain control of it. In the process of making zuò demons, there is a great chance of failure.

My luck was good, or rather, the compatibility between quarks and demons was strong enough. I don't know if it's because it's born this way, or because it took a lot of limestone, maybe it's both. In short, after merging with the demon, it passed the initial rejection reaction very smoothly. As amazing as it is, I can't help but be relieved when I think of how much he likes to peck at his eyeballs.

I've seen the power of the demon in Dorothy, and her demon that can turn into countless locusts hatches using the corpses of the people who go off the fire as nourishment. Although my demon uses a different cultivation method, it also takes time. Mayne Prophet initially said that it would take three months, but he didn't expect it to be done now, and asked Sakuya to send it over.

However, I didn't say anything like "I'm sorry to you" to Sakiya, after all, we have been through so many things together, and we are understandable friends of life and death.

Sakiya enters the password to unlock the metal box. Only a "snort" was heard, and white gas was discharged from the four corners below, and the lid of the box slowly lifted, revealing the white liner inside, and the crow lying in the middle.

After the gas was discharged, the box was still filled with a cold breath, and as soon as the hand was put in, goosebumps immediately appeared. I stroked Quark's black feathers, which looked the same as before, but felt like they had touched a thick black liquid, as if with a little exertion, my fingers would sink in.

It couldn't feel its breath or heartbeat, and it showed no signs of being alive, like another peculiar thing disguised as a crow.

After a while, Quark's eyes moved, and my fingers suddenly lost most of the touch pressure, and I grabbed into the air, and the whole palm of my hand was inserted into the black body.

There was nothing in it, no blood, no internal organs, no bones, it was like being fished into water and nothing could be caught.

Quark's eyes suddenly opened, and he moved a few times with agility and agility, and finally landed on my face. I was startled, and before I could take my hand out of its body, it was already flapping its wings, passing through my palms and landing on my shoulders.

It tilted its head, its black and white eyes looked so deep that it couldn't see anything. It pecked me lightly on the cheek, and it was able to produce a sensation.

It didn't hurt, just a little itchy and I couldn't help but laugh.

"Does Quark still want to eat?" I asked Sakuya, and Ms. Mayne must have told her about it.

"It eats anything as long as it likes." Sakiya also giggled, and cautiously reached out her finger to poke Quark's neck, but instead of stopping it, Quark jumped from my shoulder to hers, looking quite intimate.

"But let's feed Greystone." Sakiya said as she took a piece of greystone from her pocket and shoved it into its mouth, "Quark is so much cuter than before. ”

"Where did this crow come from?" The voice came from behind me, and as soon as I turned around, I saw Locke walking towards me, not only him, but his loud voice also attracted the attention of the others.

Quarks flew back over my shoulders once more, staring at them with dripping eyes, combing their feathers with their beaks from time to time. Although it looks like a normal bird, it feels different when you touch it. Its feathers and something that isn't normal.

"Is this your pet?" Bach walked up curiously, bent down to look at Quark, hesitating whether to reach out and touch it, and asked, "You can't peck people, do you?" ”

"It likes to eat people's eyeballs the most." Tomie replied to her, although this was the case, but she was scared at all, "After Ah Chuan and I killed people, all the eyeballs belonged to it." ”

"Really?" Bach seems to think that Tomie's statement is exaggerated, although he is still a little apprehensive, but he can have the courage to touch Quark. As a result, before he could touch Quark, Tomie suddenly screamed, and Quark flapped his wings violently. Bach suddenly withdrew his hand as if he had been electrocuted, and his terrifying appearance, coupled with the excessive range of movements, made his guide glasses crooked.

Quark, of course, didn't peck at it, and the crowd burst into laughter.

"Hey, dude, you're so cowardly, it's not going to happen if you get pecked." Locke stepped forward and patted Bach on the shoulder and said, "Look at me." ”

Locke leaned over to look at Quark as Bach had done before, and said demonstratively, "Brother Bird, I'm not like that guy, you can't scare me." ”

With that, he stretched out his hand with a disapproving expression. When he was about to make contact with Quark, Quark flapped his wings again and jumped up, pecking hard at the back of Locke's hand.

Locke was caught off guard, and withdrew his hand with an "oh" sound, and suddenly burst into laughter.

"You know what? There is a famous saying that when you are in pain, you have to see that there are many people who are more miserable than you, and you can open your heart to the ...... that has befallen you," Bach deliberately chattered around Locke.

"Shut up, Bach, I'm not miserable." Locke said angrily.

Dada held the coffee cup in one hand and clenched his fist in the other, pressed it in front of his mouth, and snorted lightly.

"Sir, your code name Raven is from it?" She asked me.

"Yes." I said, "Are you going to touch it?" Actually, it's not that scary. ”

Dada felt all eyes on him, and couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, bending down to look Quark in the eye with a gentle smile, as he reached for it.

In full view, she successfully came into contact with Quark. Quark's attitude was reversed, and he looked very submissive, and even rubbed his head in her palm. Perhaps perceiving that and unusual touch, a surprised expression appeared on Dada's face.

"It's ......"

"Secret." I say.

"Cute little one." Dada stared at Quark and said, "What's your name?" ”

"Quark." I replied for it.

Locke then complained: "It's not fair, it's definitely a male." Is that right? Bach, males will be repelled by the same sex. ”

"Theoretically ......"

"your theory." Locke said, "I think that's it. ”

"No, listen to me, Locke." Bach stared at Locke.

"What?"

"It's a female."

Locke immediately became dumbfounded, with a deflated expression on his face, his suspicious gaze moving back and forth between Bach and Quark.

"It's female?"

"Yes." Tomie swore and interjected: "It's a ** bird, and it also has a fetish of dominantism, and only likes the same sex and Achuan." ”

As soon as she finished speaking, Pan, the sheepdog, and the magician immediately squirted out the coffee in their mouths.

Pan looked at the ground that had been soiled by himself with a bitter face, and then at Tomie, who was nonchalant.

"It's unbearable." She grunted.

Bach was about to pick up the topic and bombard our cranial nerves with a theoretical explanation, when there was a knock on the door from behind.

Jung stood by the door with a bunch of papers.

"Am I missing something?" He asked as he walked in.

"Raven's ......" Bach was interrupted by Locke before he could finish speaking.

"No, there isn't." Locke no longer had a joking look on his face, nudged Bach's shoulder, and walked towards the conference table first.

"Serious guy." Tomie chuckled in my ear.

Jung's appearance made the atmosphere suddenly become solemn and quiet, everyone sat upright in their respective positions, Jung handed out the text clips in his hands to everyone one by one, and then went to the podium to turn on the slide projector.

"Do you know the main work of our new team?" Jung asked, but there was no need to answer, he said lightly: "It doesn't matter if you don't know, I have already written it in the information in your hands." I'm going to give you a rough idea here that the organization got a diary not long ago. This diary was written by a mentally ill man ten years ago, but we suspect that the mentally ill man was a prophet. ”

"Ten years ago? If he was a prophet, wouldn't he be the first prophet in the world? Bach asked.

"Maybe. But this is just a suspicion, and we need more evidence. "The diary was written in this town, where the author was a child of a wealthy family and was convalescent in a mental hospital in the town at the time. ”

"Psychiatric hospitals? Is it a cadre training center for the truth of the apocalypse? Pan asked.

"After preliminary investigation, it is unlikely that it is the truth of the apocalypse." Jung said: "However, based on the fragments described in the diary, it can be guessed that something happened in that mental hospital. However, the hospital soon suffered a fire that killed many people and left little information, and now the former hospital site has been converted into apartments. ”

"That doesn't sound good. So, what exactly do we do? The magician asked.

"Find out if the diary writer was a prophet and, if so, what happened in the psychiatric hospital at that time." Jung said in a calm tone: "What matters is who, by what means, and what is done." Everyone knows that if it is an event caused by a prophet, then there will definitely be abnormal phenomena, and even if these effects are not visible for the time being, it does not mean that there is no zài. The worst estimate of the First Prophet in particular is that the anomaly here has been deliberately covered up and has been accumulating strength for ten years, and it would be a disaster if it erupted. ”

"Ten years...... This is too long. If there really is a First Prophet, I doubt that no one will notice the anomaly here, and there is no report of anything strange in these sources. Locke clipped Wen Jiàn together and threw it on the table, "Have you noticed, the atmosphere here is also normal, this is not right, how do they hide that power?" In the accumulation stage of catastrophic power, it is impossible not to have no signs at all, someone must know something. Doomsday Truth is sensitive to anomalies, and I don't believe they do anything about it. ”

"That's right, so we need to move quickly, but not too flamboyantly to cause panic." Jung moves the slide, and there are busts of three people, two middle-aged people, and an old man, "The sheriff of the town is called Engels, a local, forty-six years old, a police detective ten years ago, and the first person to raise the alarm when the psychiatric hospital caught fire, and his mother was in that mental hospital." Another middle-aged man is Skill, 38 years old, who is now the owner of the apartment. The old man, also named Sent, was the father of Sentt Jr. and the last director of the mental hospital. ”

"Can this be regarded as a son inheriting his father's business?" The shepherd dog suddenly laughed, "If something strange happens, maybe it was suppressed by little Stern." When was the apartment built? Are there no disappearances and no homicides? ”

"The apartment opened five years ago, and there were some cases that were reported, but they were all closed as ordinary cases." "So, we have to re-examine the cases of the time, including the fires of 10 years ago, to see if they are ordinary cases or if there are supernatural forces at work," Jung said. ”

"It's really busy right now." Bach sighed with his hands behind his head.

"Sir." Locke said.

"Just call me Jung."

"Okay, Jung, you said there was a diary......"

"The diary is at the raven." Jung said, looking at me.

I threw the journal in the middle of the table.

"I've looked into it. There's a little idea being tested, and I'll give you a report, but I'll need Bach's help. I looked at Bach, who was wearing glasses, "Bach, you can search the national archives of each country, right?" The guys mentioned in this diary are too scattered. ”

"It's not a big deal, it just takes time." Bach replied in the affirmative.

"Then, Bach, when it's all right, you're in the crow's charge." Jung said.

"Understood."

"Also, this diary is incomplete, and the mentally ill kid writes down more important things somewhere else, maybe it's also a diary, maybe it's a few chapter drafts." Tomie said: "He's a smart kid, you have to think about how adolescent kids hide ** books." ”

Everyone laughed silently, and many people's eyes turned around me.

"Try to figure out where the kid used to be." Tomie said, "If the apartment is really hiding something, then there will definitely be a secret room, so be familiar with the situation of the apartment as much as possible." ”

Everyone nodded in understanding.

Jung looked at Bajing, who had been silent, she was the prophet of her team.

"Eight scenes, is there anything else you would like to add?"

“…… Pay attention to the people around the sheriff. Bajing paused and said uncertainly.

"That's it?" Jung asked.

"Yes, that's all." This time, Hakagei's tone became affirmative.

The conversation between the two men would seem inexplicable to ordinary people, but we all know that the Prophet always gets some extra information. Although Jung did not warn, it is clear to all of us here that once we start to act, even before we act, once the prophets of doomsday truth pay attention to the matter, they will surely be able to receive more information than the Eight Scenes.

The competition between Cyberball and Doomsday Truth is not equal at the intelligence level. This is the reason why the truth of the end times is incomparably powerful.

It's true that Hachikyo doesn't get much information, but it won't increase if it's Prophet Mayne himself, and the priority of the Prophet is in some ways equal, and it won't change because of his will and constitution, and it's the faction that plays the decisive role. This is called God's conditioning. In addition, the information that each prophet can obtain is one-sided, and different prophets receive information from different angles on the same matter, which reflects the uniqueness of the prophet.

Mayne Prophet said that she had never seen an all-knowing prophet so far. But given the speculation that the closer we get to the end of the world, the greater the number of prophets, and the more scattered the information each prophet gets, is the first prophet the only all-knowing spokesman of God? That is one of the reasons why this operation is necessary.

Whether it's Cyberball, Doomsday Truth, and Black Nest, they all once had the idea of killing the superfluous prophets, so as to control the integration of intelligence. However, no one implemented it with great fanfare, because the prophet was too important, and whether the conjecture was correct or not, such an approach would lead to an exodus of the prophet and an irreparable lack of information. On the other hand, though, kill

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