In the dimly lit little room, Crane didn't know anything about his escape from the catastrophe of the dream room, and was still worried about the current situation.

Although he said that he was not interested in the plot of the blood source, Yager, who was sitting next to him, did not let him go, and still tapped the 'Blade of Mercy' gently.

The oppressive hunter showed a kind smile: "What I want to know is what kind of state do you think I am based on the information you have learned?" ”

"Huh?" Crane looked over a little dazed.

He didn't react for a moment.

Judging from the way the question is asked, there are two kinds of information in it. One, it is possible that Yager is not sure what state he is.

Second, not only did he not know his own state, but he also didn't want to know the plot of the Bloodborne Curse, so he wanted to prove his situation through the cognition of others.

Generally speaking, only people who do have questions will ask like this

Thank you, you really trust me not to reveal this news!

Oh, or maybe I'm too vegetable, completely unthreatening.

That's fine.

Klein silently complained in his heart.

But jokes aside, he still had to answer Yager's question seriously, after all, the Blade of Mercy was still pointing at his neck.

"Presumably, amnesia after trauma?" He said with some hesitation.

Yager tilted his head: "Why do you think so?" ”

"I happen to know someone who's just as amnesiac as Ling, well, a high-order person. The reason for his amnesia was the trauma he had suffered during the war. Klein continued.

This refers to Mr. Azik.

Two days ago, in a reply letter from Mr. Azik, he mentioned the reason for his amnesia: he was looked at by the 'Blood Emperor' Arista Tudot, and then suffered a heavy blow.

Perhaps, Yager is in the same state.

"He will also see key items and recall the past, and he will also have some abnormal states when he remembers."

"Of course, not like you. Terrible. ”

"As for the plot related. What I know is just legends, not what really happened, and the facts are very different from what I know. ”

"So, the only way I can be sure is your way. It shouldn't belong to any of the things I know about this world. ”

"Authority in blood, the moon, and dreams."

He told everything he knew and speculated.

Well-founded and convincing.

The atmosphere in the gloomy little room became serious.

Yager nodded thoughtfully.

Blood, the moon, and dreams, these three elements do correspond to the scope of his ability display, and Detective Sherlock does know something.

Amnesia after trauma.

Well, it doesn't seem impossible.

After all, the 'Blood Echo' he needed to upgrade was already an innumerable number of digits, and it was definitely not at all in line with the level of this small broken sequence nine.

But he himself was more inclined to think that it was another arrangement—

He took the initiative to become what he is now.

This is also evidenced by the doll's own 'arrangement' referred to by the doll.

"By the way, I would like to ask, did you remember the past and kill Gelman?" After a moment of silence, Crane suddenly asked cautiously.

"I think it's supposed to be killed."

Yager raised an eyebrow: "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing, just repentance of my reckless deeds before I do"

The voice on the other side suddenly weakened, full of painful emotion.

“……”

The corners of Yager's mouth twitched speechlessly.

In short, it is now clear that he is looking for the past and the future.

In the past, as long as Detective Sherlock was squeezed a little more, he should be able to complete the few remaining puzzle pieces of his life. According to preliminary estimates, his 'spirituality' is about the king of angels to the true god, but his body is only sequence nine.

The future is all about hunting George III, getting promoted, and searching for the world's legends about the 'Apostle of the Moon'.

Simple and straightforward.

Thanks to Sherlock Moriarty for answering his questions.

After a moment of deep thought, he stood up, the blade in his hand grabbing Crane's cheek and cutting the rope that bound him.

"We can go out and talk about the details after that, thank you very much for your answer, Detective Moriarty." Yager smiled gently, as if he was not the one who had caused a huge psychological shadow.

You're welcome." Crane shuddered and pulled out an ugly smile, and silently moved a little further away.

The interrogation session that terrified him was finally over. Between the two, the strange atmosphere of trembling on one side eased and re-hung the semblance of friendliness.

"By the way, Mr. Bishop, where is this?" After composing himself, Crane realized a key point.

Yager was stunned for a moment: "Oh, sorry, I forgot to tell you. ”

"Because you fainted on the White Onyx before." He paused for an eerie half a second, as if he was a little weak, "That's why I brought you aboard the Golden Dream." ”

"How are you feeling right now?"

"Is there anything. Abnormalities in the lungs or heart? ”

Klein suddenly felt bad.

He quietly felt the pulse of his wrist to make sure it was still beating happily, and then secretly breathed a sigh of relief: "No." ”

"That's good." Yager nodded in satisfaction, "If you're not feeling well, I can treat you." ”

His treatment is still very reliable

Wait, treatment?!

Blood Therapy ?!!!

Klein was shocked.

After knowing that Mr. Bishop came from blood, he suddenly had an inexplicable PTSD for 'treatment', not to mention that the other party was still in the wrong state, either amnesia or out of control

Blood healing is the source of Yanan's collapse, and the ancient gods control the props of the world!

This doesn't work!

He has no interest in growing claws!

"Huh?" Yager paused for a moment in the action of packing up the lantern and breaking the rope, and subconsciously glanced at the former detective next to him, "You know this too?" ”

It seems that Sherlock does know a lot.

"It's not impossible, do you want to use it?" He was very kind to offer an invitation.

"No, no, no!!" Crane was so moved that he refused, shook his head into a rattle, and wanted to run away.

"Just asking."

"You're not in this world for anyone else, are you?"

He looked over with illusory anticipation.

Unfortunately, this impossible hope is bound to fail.

Yager nodded calmly.

In Xiao Ke's suddenly frightened and distorted vision, he gently pushed the door open, allowing the sunlight to successfully shine into the dim room: "It's used." ”

"But it doesn't matter, there's already a solution."

"If you grow tentacles, send one of mine. It's good to treat the partner there. Apart from the fact that the brain may be passive, there should be no other dangers. ”

He uttered the horrible words in a straightforward manner.

In a sense, it also accurately predicts reality.

Klein smiled stiffly, and suddenly felt that it was best for him to remain silent in such a problematic, but not entirely problematic.

He silently changed directions to self-examine.

Sunlight finally shone in the gloomy room.

Although the process was a bit terrible and difficult, in short, he managed to survive in the end

This experience taught him a profound lesson.

In this mysterious world that has been filled with countless time-travelers and evil gods, the best way for him to create a vest is to not get any allusions!!

(End of chapter)