"Crunch!"

Standing at the door of the detective agency, Ember walked straight forward and pushed open the hidden door.

The eye is greeted by a spacious and bright hall with soft antique sofas, upholstered chairs and a wood-coloured coffee table.

There is also a reception counter that resembles a bar.

At this time, three men and women are each sitting on a sofa or armchair, as if waiting for something.

One of the men, dressed in a gray trench coat, was holding a page of information with a pale face, as if he was about to tear the paper apart.

"I'm looking for Al Hasson."

Ember's gaze swept over the three of them and spoke slowly.

"You're the newcomer this time?"

Hearing this, the three of them instantly looked at Ember, and the man in the gray trench coat directly cast a hostile gaze.

Even the expressions of the other two men and women on the side looked extremely strange at this time.

"I'm Al Hasson."

The middle-aged man in a gray cardigan stood up and walked straight to Ember and said unceremoniously, "You are the most disqualified newcomer I have ever seen!" ”

Ember looked at Al Hazen calmly, not knowing why the other party was so hostile to him.

But after all, an NPC can tolerate it for the time being if he has a bad attitude, and he can wait until the mission is over to kill him.

Well.

Except for Patch.

"Have you ever had similar work experience before?"

Al Hasson saw that Ember didn't talk back, only felt a punch on the cotton, and changed the topic a little unpleasantly.

"Nope."

Ember shook his head slightly, he didn't even know what the night watchman was.

"No?!"

Al Hassan's voice rose another decibel, and his angry appearance made people suspect that he would burst out and hit someone in the next second.

"Al!"

The dark-haired woman, dressed as a man in her mid-thirties, and with good looks, shouted warningly.

"I know!"

Al Hasson took a deep breath and said with some unpleasantness, "Newcomer, come with me." Blessed are you, when you first arrived, you went out on duty. ”

Hearing this, the lady and the other indifferent man with a scar on the side of his face were a little surprised.

But he didn't retort, but slowly stood up and followed Al Hasson towards the rear.

Ember silently followed behind them.

Just as he passed by the couch, he glanced at the page of information that Al Hasson had placed on the table.

Name: Ash Black...... Due to the member's particular abilities, the member's initial weekly salary may be slightly higher than that of the average member, tentatively set at 100 pounds per week.

In addition, the content of the mission may be designated by the denomination according to the circumstances of the special period, but the member may refuse it if he or she has a valid reason, and no one may force it. ”

“……”

Ember withdrew his gaze.

He seemed to suddenly understand why Al Hasson was so hostile when they first met.

El Hasen led the group all the way down the corridor to an office at the end of the room.

Pushing open the door, I found that there was no object in the office, only a gray stone staircase leading down.

The walls on both sides of the staircase are lit with elegant gas lamps, a steady light that dispels the darkness and brings peace.

Follow the stairs all the way down to the flat ground paved with stone slabs.

The walls on both sides are also inlaid with gas lamps surrounded by metal grids, and the light swayes downward, dragging the shadows of several people for a long time.

And on the walls, every once in a while there is a 'badge' -

Its style is similar to the 'Night Emblem' possessed by Ember, but it seems to be completely different.

All the way through, eventually.

A black iron door painted with seven holy emblems appeared in front of several people.

Walking all the way to the Black Iron Gate, Al Hasson knocked on the door.

The door was slowly opened from the inside, and an old man in a black robe appeared in the sight of several people.

"Let's get the seal '2-049'."

Al Hasson whispered a little respectfully.

The old man looked at him silently, bowed slightly, and then turned and entered the darkness of the door.

It wasn't long before they got what they wanted -

A black iron chest.

The chest is engraved with bright stars and a crimson full moon, and the surrounding area is filled with an invisible seal.

"Level 2 seals, dangerous, must be used with caution and moderation."

The old man handed the black box to Al Hasson and reminded in a dry voice, "Once you leave the Chanis Gate, you will have to find a way to suppress its influence on your own. ”

"I understand."

Al Hasson nodded solemnly and took the black box and placed it on the ground.

The moment the black box left the door, Al Hasson and the other two looked extremely vigilant.

"They're afraid."

Ember thought silently, "Afraid of that box? What's in the box? ”

In the next second, Ember saw that they made the same action at the same time-

Bend your arms, stretch them out, stretch them out, bend them up again, and so on and so on and on, without interruption.

Suddenly, there was a violent knocking sound from inside the iron-black box.

So much so that its surface bulges again and again.

boom

Knock knock

Knock knock

As the sound of slamming became more frequent, something seemed to be waking up inside.

For some reason, Ember almost subconsciously had a thought-

Inside was a puppet.

It was the scattered fragments of memory from the embers reminding him.

In the next moment, Al Hasson's 'arm flexion and extension' suddenly became jerky, like there was no lubrication between the gears, or the joints were covered with rust.

The lady on the side was quick and quickly pushed him.

Then, Al Hasson's movements returned to normal, and he quickly picked up the box on the ground and walked out.

The other two kept their arms stretched out, following him and preparing to leave.

"What are you doing? Come on. ”

Al Hasson scolded, took two steps and then turned back and continued, "There is one more thing, if you don't want to die, follow them to make moves, don't blame me for not reminding you." ”

Ember silently followed behind several people, tentatively sitting down with the same curved arm stretch.

It wasn't long before the black-haired lady's movements suddenly became jerky.

The scar-faced man was quick to push him.

And Al Hasson also quickly completed the handover with the lady and handed the box to the other party.

The case changed hands whenever someone moved jerky until they returned to the detective agency.

At this time, three strange extraordinary people appeared in the hall of the detective agency, two men and one woman.

One of the men looked quite old, and his status was obviously the highest of the three.

The girl with the long chestnut hair stood meekly beside Simon, with a shallow smile on her delicate face, revealing two small dimples.

"Simon, Eve, I'll leave it to you next."

Al Hasson bowed slightly to the three people in the living room.

"Don't worry."

Simon smiled and said, "But you have to be careful, or you won't be able to catch up with my wedding with Eve next month." ”

"Crow's beak."

Lorota rolled her eyes, "I don't know what Eve likes about you!" ”

"Lorrota, have a nice trip."

Eve stuck out her tongue and didn't refute, just smiled and waved lightly at the people.

In order to prevent the influence of the seal from continuing to leak out, several people did not delay too much time.

Then he boarded the carriage that had been waiting at the door for a long time.

"Whew."

The lady holding the box put it in the compartment and was relieved to get out of the compartment at the same time.

Immediately sat in the driver's seat.

After all, she had just been affected, and she would not be affected again in a short time.

It's just that I don't know if it's because I've been too unlucky recently, but just now it's the third time she's been 'hit'.

And the contents of the box seemed to be tireless, still slamming the iron box vigorously.

Not long after, the indifferent man, who had been pushed by Al Hasson, immediately got up and took the woman's place in the driver's seat.

"What is this?"

When the carriage slowly started, Ember suddenly asked.

"Seal '2-049'."

Al Hasson glanced at him and said lightly, "It can make the people around you sluggish, and if you don't find it in time, the people who are 'sluggish' will gradually be controlled by it." However, under normal circumstances, it will prioritize affecting humanoids within five meters of its surroundings, and the closer it is, the easier it is to be targeted. However, it can only affect one person at a time, and it will not affect the same person consecutively. ”

"So as long as at least three people are kept around it, people at a distance won't be affected."

The embers are clear, so that's why they alternately carry boxes?

However, the box containing the puppet can affect the people around it......

Well?

Ember frowned.

No, my memory is too vague to remember.

It's just that I don't know why, I don't seem to have been affected......

Just as he was thinking about it, Ember's sixth sense suddenly alerted, and he quickly lowered his arm as he was bending his arm.

Al Hasson on the side changed color slightly, and immediately wanted to scold.

At the same time, Ember felt an invisible pressure as if it was about to fall on him.

Ember then raised his left arm.

"Bell!"

Bounce!

"Bang!"

The puppet that was smashing the box suddenly fell silent, as if it had been stunned all of a sudden.

"Are you affected?"

"You're out of the way?!"

Al Hasson and the lady spoke almost simultaneously, and after one glance at each other, their expressions became shocked.

PS: Squid has played the Souls series, at least Bloodborne.

The most direct evidence of this is 'Gelman Sparrow' and 'Yanan'.

Gelman is the hunter of Bloodborne, and Sparrow is undoubtedly taken from Pirates of the Caribbean Jack Sparrow.

And Yanan is not to mention it, directly explicit.

In addition, 'Tonight, Gelman joins the hunt', Mego's nurse and Megoos, Miss Sharon and the doll girl, etc., all give a strong sense of déjà vu.