Chapter 8: Eccentric
No matter what happened in the night, the sun would not stop praising itself, and when a new day came, people would not care what the sound they heard last night represented.
But Wendy woke up early, but she didn't see Esther, and she didn't reply to the girl for a long time. Until there was a knock on the front door of the bakery, Wendy anxiously went to check and found two police officers standing at the door, she didn't know the titles or badges, but the middle-aged man she had known for many years, from the time Wendy took over her husband's bakery, it was Pandey, a patrol officer at the nearby police station.
"Mr. Pandey, what's wrong?"
"There was a murder in the backstreet last night, and we heard that Miss Esther lives here, so we're here to tell you."
Wendy let out a painful scream, "What!? Esther's kid turned out to be- oh my God, my God! O goddess! How so! β
The handsome green-eyed young man standing behind Pandy hurriedly spoke: "No, no, she's alive and well!" She was only injured and was taken to church for treatment, where she may have to recuperate for a while. β
Pandey realized that what he said was not appropriate, so he simply handed over the rest of the conversation to this young man, who was already wooden and not very good at comforting people.
Wendy, who was frightened by the ups and downs and wept, wiped her tears, pulled the young man's sleeve, and told him over and over again, "Poor Esther is a good boy," "You must help her," "The goddess will bless her," and so on, so that the young man was about to cry with her.
Because when he went out this morning, "poor Esther", who had just woken up and was full of energy, was drinking the hot cocoa that Dali had soaked for her with a happy face, and that smirking appearance made the young man completely let down his guard, and even ignored the old man's voice in his ear that kept him vigilant.
She didn't have anything to do at all except a little sprained ankle! Old Neil finished applying the medicine last night and is almost better this morning!
After calming Wendy's emotions, the young man glanced regretfully at the shop, which was the bakery that Lady Daly frequented, and he had been to twice with him. It's a pity that I came too early today, and the store hasn't baked anything yet, otherwise it would be nice to bring some croquettes or butter finger biscuits back and share them with everyone.
In the basement of Black Thorn Security, Esther holds Neal Sr.'s coffee cup, but it contains hot cocoa, which she loves, and the sweet warm current melts on the tip of her tongue, stimulating her brain to secrete pleasant dopamine.
She was immersed in such simple sensual beauty.
Lady Daly went home to tidy up her things, and a telegram came from the church, and next week a senior deacon would come to inspect all aspects of Daly's promotion, and inspect the Chanismen seal in Tingen, which is a routine inspection at the beginning of spring every year, so many seals of course need to be doubled with caution.
After that, the senior deacon will take Dai Li to the church in Beckland to focus on training, after all, young people can be promoted so quickly, their talent must be quite good, and the church is very optimistic about Dai Li's future.
Old Neil was flipping through two books, and Esther, after looking around the room twice, pierced through her eyes and stared at Old Neil's back in a daze, even though there was nothing there.
However, such a strange gaze made old Neil think that Esther was too boring: "Little girl, do you know how to read?" If you have nothing to do, I can show you the book, Leonard seems to have a few poetry books thrown away with me. β
Esther asked other questions: "Sir, what does this security company do?" β
Old Neil looked at Esther gently, "I've heard Dalie say that you met a murderous monster last night, didn't you?" β
Esther nodded, listening to Old Neil's statement: "If there will be one such monster, there will be two, and the Black Thorn Security Company exists for this purpose, in order to maintain law and order and help people who are involved in dangerous events." β
"Ms. Dai Li has been doing such a dangerous thing......"
Esther frowned, she had thought that Ms. Dalie would be a fashion designer or an artist or something, after all, her style of dressing was so unique, but Esther never thought that Daly would be a hero in this kind of dark night, like a character like an X-Tan vigilante somewhere.
"After all, someone has to do these things, and most of them have experienced extraordinary events, just like you, and then decided to help more people maintain a peaceful life."
Esther hesitated for a few seconds, and old Neil waited quietly for her words, but he didn't think that the girl almost made him spit out the coffee as soon as she opened her mouth: "Then why not let everyone have special powers?" Then everyone will have the ability to protect themselves. β
"Ahem...... That would cause an extremely terrible war! Not everyone has good intentions, and extraordinary powers have huge hidden dangers. β
"Oh yes," Esther rubbed her right eyebrow blankly, wondering why she had just asked such a stupid question, "Even with extraordinary strength, there must be things that can't be done, right?" Like the resurrection or something. β
Old Neil stared at her for a moment, and then returned to normal: "I don't know about this, maybe some high-level sequences will have relevant secrets." After all, Tingen is a small place, and I'm still a sequence nine at my age, hey, don't count on it. β
Esther turned the subject back to the subject, "Can I join in then?" β
"It's not a good thing, kid," Old Neil put down his coffee cup with a wry smile, swaying the muddy liquid in the cup, "I want to tell you more stories, but it's not a fairy tale of a prince and princess defeating a dragon. β
"I know, I saw that monster-looking man last night. Is that also the price of power? From human beings to that. β
"You are very sharp and smart, and you will definitely live well even if you don't become extraordinary. You may think I'm scaring you, but the monsters you see are the true face of extraordinary power, terrifying and hideous. To be honest, I've seen a lot of people in my life who have worked very hard to survive, but in the face of extraordinary power, human beings seem so small that they can't save themselves. β
Whether it is the victim, the innocent or the perpetrator.
Esther was silent for several minutes, her hands fiddling with the corners of her clothes, the last sip of cocoa in her cup was already cold, and she poured it down her throat, feeling the stickiness that could not be dissolved.
"I don't know if I'm already extraordinary."
Esther whispered, curling uneasily in her chair like a snail tucked into its shell.
Old Neil's eyes widened, and he tapped his finger on the center of his eyebrows: "Oops, really fake? Then we'll have to tell the captain later...... Did you drink anything last night? β
"No, I shouldn't have gained extraordinary strength last night, I have amnesia."
Old Neil had just turned on his vision, and carefully observed Esther's astral spirit, and it seemed that there was nothing wrong, her emotional tone was dark blue thinking, looking a little melancholy, mixed with a little indifferent purple tone. Judging from her mood swings, Esther was telling the truth, and old Neil sighed, and tapped his eyebrows to turn off his vision.
"And what exactly are your abilities? Can you describe it, can I recall any information about it? β
Esther told part of the truth with reservations: "My fingers are very nimble, I can grasp small things like a blade very well, I seem to be quicker and more responsive than normal people, and I seem to be able to learn. And then there's ......"
Esther glanced at old Neil: "It's easier for me to be trusted, and it's easy to gain trust, especially if the other party is defenseless. β
Old Neil's face was not very good-looking, but he still maintained a gentle smile: "Well, these sound very special abilities, they do look like some extraordinary people, I have to talk to the captain." β
Daly and Captain Dunn had been in contact with Esther, and neither of them noticed anything unusual? Old Neil didn't think that this girl who directly exposed her abilities would have the energy to fool everyone, she didn't look like that......
Old Neil thought of this possibility, but before he felt a chill in his back, this thought was dispelled by himself: just talking about the conversation, old Neil could basically see Esther's character, this is a simple-minded and very out-of-the-box girl, how can she easily deceive the captain and them.
I heard Dali say that she had been observing Esther for a while, but she hadn't noticed any unusual movements in her, probably just being caught up in something unconsciously and becoming an extraordinary person without even knowing it.
I'll have to look it up.
After making a decision, old Neil told Esther to wait here for a moment, and he went to speak to the captain.
But when old Neil walked into Dunn's office, he saw the captain receiving a telegram from the Templar with a serious face, not even from Beckland Church, and his brow furrowed in disbelief.
Before Old Neil could speak, Dunn immediately asked, "Esther is still in the reception room?" β
"Yes, Esther mentioned in my conversation that she seems to have mastered extraordinary abilities, so ......"
Dunn quickly skimmed through the paper in his hand again to make sure he had read the instructions correctly, "I'll go with you, the Templars are asking us to imprison her directly behind Chanis's Gate." β
Old Neil's eyes widened, "Treat herβshe didn't do anyone harm!" Esther is even just an underage child! She even told me about her extraordinary abilities......"
Old Neil's voice grew lower.
Dunn stared at Old Neil for a few seconds, "Old Neil, think about it, has she already affected you?" β
The chill that was suppressed by "trust" just now came out instantly, old Neil has been a voyeur for so many years, how can he not know how easy it is for the extraordinary person to disguise himself, and he was easily confused by Esther's age and personality, and even subconsciously wanted to intercede for her!?
The more Old Neil thought about it, the more frightened he became, and nodded vigorously.
Dunn rubbed the corners of his forehead in annoyance: "It seems that this is true, Dalie asked me to reduce direct contact with her so that Esther can rest more, I am afraid that it is because Dalie's spiritual intuition is guiding her to say this." β
"Something is really wrong with Asther."