Apostle of Cthulhu

Is there a chance for One-Armed Stone to be resurrected?

Walking on the street, Si Wei's mind was filled with these words.

If you say that the other party attacked you last night, it was precisely because of the trump card of resurrection that you dared to be so confident. This is a reasonable explanation, but not reasonable enough.

Now that Spider is wanted all over the city, why would he come to find him at such a time? He said that his purpose was to ask questions, but in Si Wei's memory he never mentioned any real questions. He always tortured and intimidated him.

Even if he did ask some questions about his soul in the end, Si Wei didn't think he would give the correct answers when he was controlled by Cthulhu.

Moreover, Spider also participated in last night's royal celebration, so he should know that he was in contact with Egbert. How could a Raleye cultural professor who had just had a personal contact with His Majesty the King be so hastily attacked by a spider? Isn't he afraid that someone from the imperial agency will secretly monitor or protect him?

Wait... spying?

Si Wei suddenly realized that if he was really being monitored at that time, then those guys should have seen the spider die in his own hands. Assuming they don't know that spiders have the ability to be resurrected once, then spiders will definitely be removed from the wanted list!

In other words, this is actually a plan with two arrangements for facing two different situations.

Spider confirmed that he was being followed by people from the imperial agency and came to find him. It would be best if he could get something out of his mind. If his strength far exceeds their expectations, he can also use the illusion of killing him to get off the empire's wanted list.

In the second case, the spider confirmed that no one was following and monitoring him and confirmed his strength to obtain information, but he was accidentally killed by himself.

Si Wei was more inclined to the first option, but after all, it was all speculation. He didn't think that someone who could become a deacon of the Pantheon Religion would be that stupid.

No one is the protagonist of the novel, and no one will encounter an enemy who takes the initiative to outwit you. If so, you're just out of luck.

Si Wei was accustomed to using the worst-case scenario as the basis for everything, so he now assumed that the spider had been crossed off the empire's list and was resurrected or preparing to be resurrected in another unknown place.

But he didn't know the relevant information. The only one who might know something, Joe, also disappeared after saying goodbye to him on the carriage.

Now he seems to be in a deadlock, and can only passively wait for information and clues to come.

After wandering around outside and having afternoon tea with some professors at Nanyoku University to promote "emotional" and "academic exchanges," Siwei's day was basically over and he returned to Balem Apartment .

As soon as Si Wei opened the apartment door, a steady voice came into his ears, "Professor Si Wei."

Turning to look at the person who made the noise, Bell was sitting on a chair at the bar, holding a cocktail in his hand, "It's an honor to see you again."

Another guy who knows the original owner? This aura is not ordinary.

Si Wei came to the bar and sat down. Eugene asked with a smile, "What would you like to drink?"

"Hot water, please. Thank you. The autumn wind blew outside all day, so I'm afraid it will chill my stomach."

Eugene didn't know the concept of cooling the stomach, but since Si Wei said so, he would not take the initiative to change Si Wei's opinion and poured him a glass of hot water.

"Hello, I'm Si Wei. I wonder what your name is?" Si Wei stretched out his hand.

Bell shook hands with him and replied: "It's normal that you don't know me. My name is Bell Clive, and I'm just an ordinary policeman. Your research on R'lyeh culture is really amazing, as if that culture was created by you. Created by myself.”

Your words may be more suitable for Professor Kedis.

Si Wei smiled and said, "That's ridiculous. I'm just standing on the shoulders of giants. I have a lot more to learn than Professor Brandt."

Bell did not stop his praise, "It's great. You have achieved so many achievements and you can still stick to your heart. No wonder you have such high academic attainments."

"Okay..." Si Wei felt that if he continued to chat with him, he would not be able to stop the business flattery. "Mr. Clive, I humbly accept your compliments, but please don't use so many high hats."

Bell chose to restrain himself and turned to Eugene and asked, "Mr. Murphy, can I really not move in?"

Eugene wiped the sweat from his forehead, "Arnold's letter has made it clear to me that you can only move in after you have thoroughly figured out some things. Now you have not met Arnold's requirements. Even if you are here No matter how long it takes, I won’t let you move in.”

A person who wants to move in? And it sounds like there is an introducer?

Si Wei didn't intend to test anything. After all, this was very disrespectful of other people's privacy.

"Okay, I think I've figured it out." Bell drank the last of the wine in one gulp and placed the glass gently on the coaster. "This cocktail is great. I wonder how much it will cost?"

Eugene shook his head, "No, this is a glass of wine that Arnold invited you. In the letter, he said that you helped a lot when he was in Manburg City. A glass of wine is considered a thank you gift."

Si Wei had nothing to do with these conversations. He sat alone in front of the bar, took a novel from the small bookshelf next to the bar, and read it alone.

Fortunately, while Bell and Eugene were chatting, Gallagher walked in from outside the apartment, covered in travel dust and a little embarrassed.

"What's wrong with you?" Si Wei glanced at him, "You look like you were chased by a hound for several streets."

Gallagher took a few breaths, bowed slightly, put his palms on his thighs, and paused for a few seconds, "Oh... actually... almost..."

"You seem to be like this these days. Didn't you go to the Cross Church to pray? Why did it become like this? You performed a divination in front of the priest and were kicked out?"

Gallagher was speechless when he heard Si Wei's outrageous speculation, "Why do you think of this? I think my divination skills are quite good, why don't you believe it? "

No, I believe it. Si Wei said silently in his heart, after all, I really saw the one-armed stone in the palace, and spiders are really related to the one-armed stone.

"Oh? In that case, can you help me divine?"

As soon as he heard about the business, Gallagher's eyes suddenly lit up and he looked at the person who spoke. But when he saw the man's face, Gallagher's expression fell again, "It's you..."

Bell extended his hand, "This is the official meeting, Mr. Gallagher Molinson, the famous fortune teller."

This "famous person" must have been sarcastic about Gallagher. The corners of his mouth twitched stiffly and he shook hands with Bell, "Haha... It's an honor, Mr. Film Policeman."

Seeing the tense situation between the two of them, Eugene, as the landlord, said quickly: "Gallagher! If you do this again, I will collect the rent!"

Upon hearing this, Gallagher suddenly lost his energy like a deflated rubber ball, and his hands flew out of Bell's control like a loach, "No..."

Bell was stunned for a moment, but didn't say anything.

"By the way, Professor Si Wei." Bell said suddenly.

Si Wei rubbed his temples and said, "Just call me Si Wei. I'm not in a professional field or teaching class. I don't need so many attributive words..."

"Okay, Si Wei," Bell was quite straightforward and did not add the word "sir". "I would like to talk to you alone. Is it convenient?"

Si Wei raised his eyebrows and said, "Communicate alone?"

"Yes, 'alone'," Bell deliberately emphasized the last two words of this sentence, "the communication between us is related to a person you saw last night."