Apostle of Cthulhu

"What do you want to tell me?" In room 606, Jia helped Si Wei and Bell prepare hot tea and sat down next to the former.

Bell glanced at Jia, "This...does this person need to be avoided?"

"No," Si Wei replied decisively, "She is my assistant and already knows a lot of things. I don't think there is any need for her to avoid anything."

Bell frowned. He always felt that he heard something from Si Wei's words, but he couldn't catch it at all.

He had no choice but to give up, "I don't want to lie. I paid this special visit to reach an equal cooperation agreement with you."

"Cooperation agreement? If it's commercial, I don't think it's necessary."

"You know what I want to say, but you deliberately gave this answer because you were afraid that I was testing you, right?" Bell's analysis hit the nail on the head, "How cunning. You and Norris Anderson are both in the same category. people."

It seems that this guy knows Norris, so does that mean he also knows what happened in Accra?

"I know Norris Anderson, and by the same token, I know exactly what happened in Accra."

Bell's words are true, but his words can easily be misunderstood as the information comes from Norris's narration.

This would lead to a fatal misunderstanding, that is, "the relationship between him and Norris is so good that any novel events that occur will be shared by both parties."

If Si Wei doesn't know Norris at all, then a lot of important information and intelligence will be leaked to Bell, which is exactly what he wants to see.

Unfortunately, Si Wei was not that easy to deceive. The appearance of Beverly made him understand that Akela Zhong must have been under the surveillance of the empire at that time. In addition, Norris is a wanted criminal in the empire, so this guy who calls himself a policeman is definitely not a guy who has a good relationship with Norris.

The speculations, suspicions and traps between each other are clashing in secret. Both sides are using their brains flexibly to avoid falling into the other side's traps and deliberately set loopholes.

"So?" Si Wei asked, "So you came to me? There shouldn't be any direct connection between them, right?"

Bell explained: "I know that you are a missionary, and I also know that you were attacked by one of the deacons of the Pantheon last night. It is for these reasons that I came to find you. Regarding your visit in Accra, Performance, I have an estimate in mind, so I want to cooperate with you.”

"Why cooperate? If you know that I was attacked by the deacons of the Pantheon Cult last night, then you should also know that the spider is dead. If you come to me now, it only means that you are not aware of what happened. Fool me."

Si Wei's words were true, but his speculation in the second half was completely nonsense. He just wanted to test how far Bell knew about spiders.

If he acts shocked now, it means that this guy has been lying from beginning to end and has another purpose for finding him.

If Bell didn't react, it meant he knew something.

As expected, Bell's answer did not deviate from Si Wei's guess, "Don't you know whether the spider is dead or not? Professor Si Wei."

This guy really knows that spiders have the ability to resurrect!

Bell continued: "I know that the spider can be resurrected, and I also know that he can only be resurrected once. But now the spider has disappeared again, and we have lost all available information. Because you are the last person to come into contact with him, so I I want to know something from you."

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything." Si Wei closed his eyes, "I don't have any information about spiders either. If that's all you want to know, then you can leave."

Bell was not discouraged by Si Wei's answer, "Professor Si Wei, I should have stated the purpose of this trip. I want to 'cooperate' with you, rather than unilaterally obtain the information you know."

Jia held the book and remained silent, not even wanting to look at these two guys.

Si Wei asked: "Cooperation? Cooperation for what? Find the spider together?"

"Yes," Bell leaned forward slightly, staring into Si Wei's eyes, "Professor Si Wei, there must be a reason why the spider attacked you last night. Since he failed this time, there is no guarantee that he will not do it again. . For the sake of your personal safety, I think we can still cooperate.”

No, I think there is a high probability that he will not come again...

Being obliterated from the physical level by a being like Cthulhu would definitely have a huge impact on the mental level, and it would probably leave a very deep psychological shadow on Spider.

Unless the memories after resurrection will not be inherited, Si Wei really doesn't know how brave the spider is to attack him.

Si Wei would definitely not tell Bell about this. Ability gods are very targeted in this world. If he said it now, Bell might handcuff him and force him to the police station in the next second.

Indeed, I have no source of information at all now. The only thing I know is that Alice may have some entanglements with spiders. I still have too few intelligence sources. If I can develop a figure in an official agency, it would be a good opportunity.

"Okay, sure, what exactly do you want me to do, and what do you have to pay?"

Bell replied: "It's very simple. We investigate each other from our own directions. I will come to Balem Apartment every once in a while to share information with you, and strive to capture the spider within this time."

Sharing information? It's not impossible...

Si Wei nodded, "Okay, I hope we can have a happy cooperation."

“A pleasure to work with.”

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South Yoku University, Mailroom.

Nilenkwe took a walk on the tree-lined path of the college at dusk. When he had nothing to do, he went to the mail room to see if there were any letters or telegrams addressed to himself or other professors.

Every morning, some students will come to the mailroom to help pick up letters. These students are usually the ones who were about to fail the class during the previous final period and hope that the teacher will show their favor and are later asked to take charge of this aspect.

It can be said that no matter which world or university you are in, there will always be such people.

Nilenkwe walked into the mailroom, and a security guard who was sorting letters smiled slightly and said, "Good evening, principal."

"Hello, hello, any special letter or telegram?"

The security guard recalled that there was indeed a letter that needed the principal's help in delivering it.

"This letter," the security guard rummaged through the slightly yellowed envelope from the messy pile of paper, handed it to Nilenkwe, "This is addressed to Professor Siwei, and it comes from the Wallis area. Can it be troublesome? Will you transfer it to him?"

Looking at the wolf head fire paint, Nilenkwe stuffed it into his pocket and nodded, "Okay, no problem."