The sky is still a haze that cannot be dispersed, the noise of the streets is cut off, and there is a feeling of relaxation when you return to your own space.

Moved the instruments and books on the desk to the floor, sat back in his place, and took out Leonid's pocket watch and placed it on the table, except for the old one, it looked no different from a normal pocket watch.

But he was able to be sure.

Relic.

Leonid sent him a relic, and it is not known if the museum will pursue it, but at least, it is now necessary to figure out the true purpose of the pocket watch.

Jiang Chenchuan put his hand over the pocket watch, and when he sank down to feel it, he could feel that the force was trying to touch him, penetrating into his skin and blending into his blood.

The mind moved.

The flowing power was activated in an instant, and the hour and minute hands on the pocket watch still turned, but everything around him slowed down, as if he had been stuck in a static time that would extend indefinitely.

One second, two seconds, three seconds......

By the time of five seconds, the body begins to feel tired, and the contact of power is no longer smooth.

He became able to move, slowly, frame by frame, like in slow motion in the movie, and this state lasted for about three seconds, and then all the effects disappeared completely, and everything returned to normal.

Only that tiredness cannot be erased.

"Time cannot be violated at will."

The watchmaker's words suddenly came to mind, and with the knowledge he had learned before, if he used it too much, it would overdraw his strength and physical strength, and he could easily fall into a brief coma like Yulia.

But for the sake of insurance, Jiang Chenchuan did a few small tests and determined that the pocket watch can make the user's time stagnate, that is, in a state of stagnation, the user will not be affected by the outside time, and the two times are separated.

Therefore, he was able to avoid the crisis of collapse and death when the illusion collapsed, and after determining the effect, he carefully put away the pocket watch.

After relieving the fatigue caused by the use of awakening power, Jiang Chenchuan took out an inconspicuous notebook from the pocket of another black windbreaker, turned a page at random, and recorded on it:

[Invitation: Attend the secret meeting of the Dawn Church (urgent)]

[Request: Rena's New Information]

Put down the quill after writing, and the handwriting on the notebook will slowly disappear.

Then, a new handwriting will appear on it:

[Invitation: You will be given a 'extraordinary' clue.] 】

[Delegation: A substantial remuneration.] 】

This is the secret that Jiang Chenchuan has been hiding, a notebook that can answer doubts, and it is also the notebook that Ewell left him.

Sometimes, he would write down the commission in a notebook, and the notebook would tell him whether he should take the commission or not.

When he went to the Pohlia Museum, he also brought the notebook inside, but strangely enough, the notebook did not respond to his questions as long as he was in the museum.

I was a little puzzled before, but now it seems that there is something in the museum that can inhibit the power of the relics.

Yes, Jiang Chenchuan, who was still thinking about it, looked at the neat handwriting in front of him and had a clear answer.

This is supposed to be a relic that Ewelly has been using.

Sequence 4 [Order]

Notes and answers.

As long as he waited for a while, the above answer would slowly disappear by itself, and it would turn into a brand new and complete notebook again, and there was no trace of use, Jiang Chenchuan put the notebook back in the drawer.

The ugly scar on his chest was reflected in the bathroom mirror, and only in special moments did it ach faintly, as if to remind him of something.

"Don't forget, you're not Ewell."

But damn it, he actually feels nostalgic for his current life, and even feels extremely beautiful.

I had planned to leave Polnia, get away from the crowds, get back to my old job, and be a lonely warrior.

Now it seems that the identity of the museum's C-class personnel has put him in a dilemma, especially since he has come into contact with the relics and stepped into the world of the awakened.

People always live for something.

Even for the sake of meaningless meaning, try to live.

After taking a bath, Jiang Chenchuan was ready to clean up, and then sleep beautifully, as soon as he sat down on the edge of the bed, he heard the sound of someone coming upstairs, his steps were very light, and his movements were clean and neat, but he was still keenly noticed by Jiang Chenchuan.

The man stopped on the second floor, and when Jiang Chenchuan thought that a new client was coming to the door, the man moved his steps and walked in the other direction, and after a while, there was a small sound of the door closing.

Is his new roommate back?

Jiang Chenchuan was a little curious, holding a neighborly friendly mentality, entangled between sleeping and not sleeping.

Before he could finish his struggle, he heard the sound of the door opening next door, and the man seemed to have changed his shoes and walked out with something heavy in his hand, dragging him on the floor with a "whoosh" sound.

When I came to the side of the stairs, I didn't notice that I bumped into the handrail and made a dull collision sound, and then the sound gradually became smaller, and it seemed to be leaving.

Jiang Chenchuan stood up, walked to the door, and opened the door.

The door of the next room was not locked, it was still as empty as before, revealing a gap, and the room was even darker than before, and it was impossible to see what was placed.

It's just that the faint fishy smell in the air makes Jiang Chenchuan feel familiar, according to the movement he just heard, he must have knocked somewhere when dragging, he squatted down by the stairs and searched, and finally, in an inconspicuous bulge somewhere, he found a touch of red.

With a gentle touch of your fingers, it was easily wiped off.

Marks were left on the hands.

It is also a more obvious trace.

Blood......

It's a trace that he knows all too well.

It seems that he has met a new roommate.

The detective's nature was stimulated at this moment, Jiang Chenchuan got up and looked at the hidden door, it seemed that all the truth was hidden in that room.

As soon as he took a step, he heard the sound of the door opening downstairs, and the new roommate seemed to have finished disposing of the heavy load, and the steps back seemed brisk.

Quickly wiped the red from his fingertips and leaned against the handrail of the stairs, just in time to meet the raised gaze of his new roommate.

Jiang Chenchuan was stunned for a moment.

It was a black-eyed black hair that was hard to see in Pornia, with long hair reaching to her waist, which set off her slender but just right figure, and she was wearing a black blindfold on one eye, and the whole person looked a little alienated.

Schoolgirl?

"Just moved in? My name is Ewell, and I live next door to you. ”

couldn't escape, Jiang Chenchuan could only say hello.

"Early winter."

The girl replied.

As the name suggests, people are as cold as winter.

She walked up the stairs step by step, and the inexplicable sense of oppression made Jiang Chenchuan feel a little curious.

"Summerlander?"

Chu Dong looked at him, shook her head gently, and didn't say anything more, she calmly bypassed Jiang Chenchuan, pushed open her door and walked in.