Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

No. 6 Edward Street, West End.

Patrick Jason welcomes a completely unexpected guest to his mansion.

Feeling that someone had barged in here, the owner of the house had to take a short break from his plans and hurried over to meet the uninvited guest.

Before the malice in "Jason" completely exploded into action, the young man who was sitting safely on the sofa and covering his nose with a handkerchief spoke in a muffled voice: "The 'Abyss' card, I came under that order."

The strange shadow that appeared on Jason Belial's face gradually returned to its original state: "...You are weaker than I thought."

"The weaker the bystander is, the more things should be seen clearly. In the past, when I was weaker, I did not understand this and suffered a great loss." The young man sitting on the sofa put down his handkerchief and showed a bright smile with white teeth. A pair of large sunglasses covered his face, making it difficult for Jason to see the other person's complete expression.

Jason remained vigilant and sat on another single sofa. His tall cheekbones made his face look mean and arrogant. His gray-blue eyes were blurry, and occasionally there was a flash of blood: "Here you go." What to do? I will assassinate the target as planned tomorrow night."

If the other party hadn't reported the biggest secret in this transaction first, Jason would have killed the weak Extraordinary directly and buried it in the garden as fertilizer.

"I'm not going to introduce myself, it wouldn't do either of us any good, I'm here for something else."

"What?" Jason's tone was very rude. He had nothing to say to people who broke into his mansion without permission.

The young man pushed his sunglasses to the top of his head, revealing a clear and indifferent amber left eye. There was a translucent glass bead in his right eye socket. Inside the bead was a filament that would emit a faint light from time to time. .

The smile on the young man's face gradually disappeared: "Have you ever seen such a wonderful and beautiful light?"

Even Jason, who is an Extraordinary of the "Abyss" path and has become the Sequence Five "Desire Apostle", has rarely seen such a pure desire that only contains longing. It does not contain greed or malice, and is closer to fanaticism. The person is persevering in carrying out a great cause.

This made Jason feel sick, or this person was a madman even crazier than him, with serious psychological problems.

The young man blinked, put down his sunglasses again, covering the weird "artificial eyes" in his eye sockets, and resumed his previous joking and casual tone: "I am a psychiatrist myself, and I have seen many psychiatrists. , there shouldn’t be the kind of problem you think.”

Jason sneered, and had an accurate "guess" about the sequence of this extraordinary person. As the other party said, he was the sequence seven of the "audience" path.

The young man urged Jason to answer his question in disguise: "Don't worry, this is just a private mission. Even if you don't tell me, it will not affect the previous transaction, but the person will re-evaluate your value."

"Oh, I saw a woman with light on her body, just on Minsk Street in the Jowood District."

"Can you describe her appearance?"

"The color of blond hair is about the same as yours, not too tall, with a medium build, light-colored eyes, and looks more like a foreigner than a native of Loen. The clothes are relatively poor, and they are all made of linen with common designs in the East District Bridge District. Long skirt, hat decorated with sunflowers and carrying a satchel."

After listening to Jason's description quietly, the young man nodded happily and said, "It seems you didn't kill her, that's great."

Jason was silent for two seconds: "How can you be sure?"

"Only living things can convey the call and resonate, Mr. Powerful Demon." The young man pushed up the sunglasses on his nose, and the feeling of peeping came from below, making Jason feel a little provocative, "If it weren't for you to her If you have any ill will, I won’t have the chance to visit you.”

Jason's expression immediately became serious. He recalled the extreme danger he felt after that spot of light emerged. It was precisely because the crisis warning sent out an almost substantive scream that Jason had to give up his subsequent threats to the detective and could only leave the scene immediately.

Now it seems that it was because he had murderous intentions towards the young woman at the door, deliberately intensifying her fear and causing a chain reaction, that she was targeted instead?

The young man shook his head. Even though there was no fluctuation on Jason's face, he seemed to be able to see through all Jason's thoughts: "You are not the one who is targeted, Mr. Devil. For a person as powerful as you, you can't use simple divination and tracking methods." You can get away with it.”

Jason's face became darker and darker, and the provocation in this bastard's words became more and more obvious.

"But you can't escape fate, not even the people in the world, including animals and inconspicuous plants and insects. Even a stone may have the fate of being polished into a stone ax or washed into pebbles by the waves."

"What on earth do you want to say?" If it weren't for the impact on another matter, Jason would have tortured this arrogant young man to death.

The young man just smiled slightly, this time it was far less bright than when they first met: "Your fate is not very good, I can only tell you this."

Jason narrowed his eyes and gave a fake smile: "Excuse me for being rude, but I won't see you off."

The young man raised his hand and covered his nose tightly with the handkerchief. When he walked to the door of the living room, he suddenly turned around and said: "The smell of corpses here is too strong, which is very harmful to physical and mental health."

Jason watched the young man leave the living room. His figure walked through the garden to a small door. After a moment of dislocation, the young man blended into the environment in a special way and escaped from Jason's sensing range.

Jason stared at the sofa where the young man had sat and wrinkled his nose. He didn't think there was anything wrong with the smell. Instead, he just felt comfortable all over.

Tomorrow is the day to carry out the assassination mission. Those who stand in front of the trend of the times will be eliminated as a matter of course. As long as this is done...but before that, there are still some eyeless bugs to deal with.

Jason Belial stood up again and quickly left the luxurious garden with a fountain pool.

He blended into the city's shadow under the darkness and quickly rushed back to the location of No. 15 Minsk Street, waiting for the other detectives, whose chests were filled with fear, to follow his deliberate guidance and gather here - they Detective Sherlock Moriarty will be approached for help.

This is revenge against this group of detectives.

And the fear that emerged in their hearts was, to Jason, the group of people's own suspense.

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Esther took the steam subway back to the edge of the East End. She briefly rented a house here for a week. Although the environment was barely bearable, there were two noisy pubs around. At night, many people gather there to vent their stress. People smelling of alcohol are often driven out of the alley by patrolling police officers and are not allowed to sleep on the street.

Estela pulled up her scarf, trying to cover her face as much as possible, and hurried to the next street, passing by the entrance of the noisy tavern.

But someone suddenly stopped her:

"Excuse me, do you live near here? I don't think I've seen you before."

The person who suddenly walked over was also a lady. Although she was wearing thick-soled high leather boots, she was a little shorter than Esther. The light from the tavern illuminated her rough and messy yellow hair, which made her look a little... The baby's fat cheeks look young and young, and he doesn't look very old.

But even so, this lady was wearing a knight's training uniform that made Esther feel very familiar. She exuded an invisible and solemn sense of majesty, making it difficult for people to underestimate her existence.

"Yes, but I don't have a long-term place to stay, I'm just staying temporarily for a few days recently." Esther replied calmly, she didn't want to make this little lady suspicious.

Esther had to admit that she had a slight crush on this lady because of her height. Her height and appearance made her quite cute.

Hearing the female voice coming from under Esther's hood, the short lady was obviously stunned for a moment, relaxed her vigilance slightly, and then continued to ask: "Have you ever heard of a person named 'Spoon'? A man about the same height as you.”

After speaking, she even took out a wanted poster, which showed a man with a pointed face and two conspicuous black moles on his cheeks. His swollen eyelids gave the entire portrait a very obscene look.

Esther shook her head. She did not hang out in the nearby bars, nor did she recruit new street children as "informants". She would only go back to visit "Rabbit" and the others every two or three days.

According to them, someone saw Penny who was rescued from the Caping family in the Church of the Night in the East District. Esther felt that there was nothing wrong with this. At least for Penny, who was out of despair at that time, joining the Church of the Night and becoming a member of the church would be a great success. Staying there is also a stable life.

"Hamel" is still something of a rumor in the East End because most people have no real interaction with her and the children associated with her are tight-lipped.

"Sorry to disturb you, but this wanted criminal has been wandering around a lot recently, please be careful." This short lady's face was serious and full of convincing charm.

"Thank you for reminding me. If nothing happens, I will..."

Before Esther finished speaking, two wine bottles flew out from the door of the noisy bar, and the curses coming from inside suddenly became louder, full of greetings to the other party's mind and family.

The short lady reacted very quickly. She instantly pulled out the three-edged thorn hidden somewhere and tried to open the flying bottle. She did not forget to say a warning: "Be careful!"

But when she took a closer look, Esther had picked up the two empty wine bottles with quick eyes and hands, and was holding them steadily in her hands. The wine bottle falling along a simple parabola didn't go anywhere fast after all, at least it was nothing to Esther.

The short lady's pupils narrowed slightly, but she quickly returned to normal: "Sorry, I'm going to check on those bastards. Someone must be drunk again."

Esther smiled and nodded at her: "This can be regarded as daily life in the tavern. After all, this is a rare relaxing time in their lives."

"Goodbye ma'am."

"goodbye."

This short episode didn't bother Esther, and she walked to the apartment building where she rented according to her original route.

However, soon after rounding the corner more than ten meters away, Esther noticed a shadow trailing on the wall. Because there was the bright tavern behind her, the figure was stretched very long before it came into her sight. The other person was very cautious and kept the distance gently.

Esther rubbed the center of her right eyebrow distressedly, and slowed down her steps as she walked into the side road. She couldn't decide whether to kill the person like this or lead him back to the tavern and ask for help from the short lady.