Lord of Mysteries: Yao Guang

"There's something wrong there."

Klein pointed to the steps that separated the living room and dining room. Dunn followed his gesture and looked over. He soon noticed something strange due to his extremely high inspiration. He ordered Klein to perform a divination, and Klein immediately took off his cuffs. Citrine pendant inside, holding silver chain with left hand.

His eyes turned dark. After he silently recited the divination sentence seven times, he returned to normal. The citrine pendant was rotating clockwise at a constant speed with a large amplitude.

Klein immediately nodded to the others: "Even if there is danger, it can be solved smoothly, or even not."

Dunn put the mutated Holy Emblem of the Sun on his left chest and searched for mechanisms near the steps. After Esther re-wrapped half of the morning sun and put it back into her arms, she leaned over to pick up the iron glove and carefully brushed off the dust on it. Frye still held the pistol and stared around intently, guarding against enemies that might appear at any time.

Seeing this, Klein cheered up, drew out his revolver again, and took on the same vigilance role as Frye.

Within a few minutes, Dunn touched something. The floor at the steps opened with the sound of the machine, revealing the colder and filthier stairs below. After one glance, Dunn took off the Holy Emblem of the Sun from his chest without hesitation and threw it down the secret door.

The uncomfortable chill was instantly dissipated. After waiting for a minute, Dunn ordered: "Kleon follow me down to investigate, while Frye and Esther stay above to prevent other accidents."

The final investigation went without any twists and turns. A few minutes later, Klein came up to take turns with Frye, so that Frye, who had more professional autopsy experience, could go down and check the injuries on the body in the coffin. Although the environment in the darkroom was gloomy, there was nothing wrong with it. It was dangerous, so Esther did not insist on following him into the secret room.

She chatted with Klein for a while and learned a little bit about the situation in the secret room. Even though she had no clue about the person who took the skull, Esther came up with a guess similar to Dunn's about what he might be planning.

"The remains of extraordinary people may contain very powerful power," Esther lowered her voice and showed the armored gloves on her hands to Klein. "Sometimes these extraordinary powers will be integrated into external objects, and they will become Cha. Those things behind the Nice Gate. I can hear their whispers. The stronger the power or the heavier the obsession, the more distinct the emotions or thoughts contained in those voices."

"Is this the law of extraordinary characteristics?" Klein had never heard of anything like this before and couldn't help but ask.

Esther shook her head: "I have never told anyone else this. Do you remember the thing that Captain and the others found from Lil Bieber? That thing also gave me a feeling similar to extraordinary characteristics. It was almost like It’s like some kind of energy conservation, what should we call this, extraordinary science?”

But some of them seem quite delicious. Of course Esther would not say this.

But Klein quickly thought of some of his own experiences. He remembered the tuxedo clown who was killed by him in that battle, and the mark condensed on the clown's body when he transformed into a corpse in the autopsy room - the strange blue color. of blood cells.

Will the extraordinary power be carried on automatically? It's really an extraordinary science.

Klein frowned: "So you can hear this now, is there any sound on the gloves?"

Hearing this, Esther held her gloves and closed her eyes. She felt it silently for a while, then nodded: "Yes, there is a voice similar to that evil spirit, with a lot of curses of resentment and hatred."

Klein also imitated Esther and sensed it, but he felt nothing except the sound of wind leaking from the castle and his own heartbeat. Klein recalled the pale yellow light cocoon on Admissor's body: "It's really a special ability. I think that your ability to suppress other sealed objects is also related to this ability."

"I think so too."

Ten minutes later, before the sun sank completely into the sky and ushered in darkness, Dunn and Frye returned to the hall along the steps. Dunn fumbled for the mechanism and closed the secret door. Frye briefly described the results of his autopsy: "He died of poisoning. The marks on the neck were from the past three months."

The work of sorting out clues and making inferences was left to the Nighthawks. Esther had given up thinking. She quietly held her gloves and followed Dunn outside.

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A few people rushed back to the central area of ​​Ramd Town before dark, and booked three rooms in the hotel. The members who got the sealed artifact "3-0782" needed to take it for a walk in an uninhabited place outside the town. Rotate every two hours. Dunn simply did not arrange a shift for Esther, because she would have to carry the Holy Emblem of the Sun on the way back. The other three wanted to find some clues in the town, so they asked her to stay in the hotel to rest alone and watch what they had. That black glove.

Esther couldn't help but said: "Actually, I don't need to sleep much, I can stay up late. Helping to look at the badge is nothing."

Dunn shook his head: "I just don't trust you running around outside the town."

This reason was reasonable. After dinner, Esther was the only one left in the hotel room. This made her a little depressed besides being bored. She held a deck of playing cards and sat directly on the wooden floor. Play a game of Solitaire.

Soon, another voice came out of Esther's pocket: "What are you doing? I don't think I have ever seen this way of playing cards."

Esther replied casually: "I'm killing time. Haven't you seen it? It's just a way of playing in my hometown, suitable for single-player games."

The little bug poked its head out. After Esther stretched out her finger, it climbed up and asked Esther to put it on the floor. The little bug looked at the cards on the field curiously: "You seem to be lucky. It sucks, the numbers can’t be connected at this rate.”

"Oh? You actually understand the rules. Generally speaking, this game should be mixed with many decks of cards, so that the probability of connecting the numbers will be greater. If you don't care about the suit, this sentence is still a bit hopeful."

Esther messed up all the poker cards on the floor and gave up the game decisively: "Forget it, my luck is really not that good."

"Didn't you really invent this game?" The little bug stretched out his body curiously, rolled around on the cards, and turned over a jack of spades.

"No. I don't have such a good brain to invent games. It's possible for me to invent new recipes."

"Why do you like eating so much? It's obvious that the food you eat is ordinary food. As long as the energy is consumed, it will disappear. They can't make you improve."

Esther frowned and said seriously: "But people should eat! People are like iron rice and steel. If you don't eat one meal, you will starve."

The little insect shook his head: "Do you think you are a human?"

"Of course, although I won't stupidly say that I am an ordinary person, of course I am still a human being! One nose and two eyes, why not?"

"...According to your description, the same is true for cattle and sheep."

Esther rubbed her chin, leaned her back against the bedpost, relaxed her spirit, and replied casually: "But I can taste the sweetness that makes me happy, and the relieved satiety. I can You can choose what you like to eat more, and you can also enjoy the feeling of eating something delicious. All these make me feel that eating is very meaningful. Even a bird will have things it likes to eat and things it doesn’t like to eat, right?"

The little insect was silent for a long time, then he arched his body and flipped another card, which was a Queen of Hearts.

Esther stared at the little bug for a moment: "Are you hungry? Do you want me to order some food from the front desk and have them deliver it? I have money, so I don't need to ask the captain to reimburse me."

The little bug's voice became much colder, and it seemed to be thinking about something: "No, it's you who feed the night, not me. It's been a long time since I've experienced... the kind of happiness you mentioned, just from eating. .”

Not for extraordinary characteristics, not for physiological needs that are no longer needed, but simply eating things that suit your taste, and you can feel the most basic material happiness, just like an ordinary mortal.

For some reason, the little bug remembered the piece of cake that Esther gave it, which was wider than its body. Looking back now, the cake didn't really taste great, and it wouldn't be suitable for any high-end banquet, but it tasted pretty good.

Esther hesitated for a moment: "Would you like me to share some food with you in the future?"

"No need," the little bug suddenly raised half of his body and looked directly at Esther with concerned eyes, "I am a mythical creature. I no longer need to eat to maintain my life since a long time ago. .”

So put away your ignorant concern, you are a fool who is so naive that you think you are a human being. Sooner or later you will realize what you really are.

Of course Esther couldn't hear the little insect's voice, and the concern in her eyes became even heavier: "But missing out on delicious food is a great regret in life."

The little bug let out intermittent laughter, and finally it rolled around laughing on the cards until it got stuck under a playing card. Esther stretched out her right hand to open the King of Clubs and "rescued" it: "Is what I said so funny?"

"Haha... No, it's just that you are funny, very funny." The little bug clung to Esther's finger and circled around the base of her index finger, forming a small ring with twelve links.

"Why do you like to laugh at people so much?"

The little bug bit Esther's finger. It didn't hurt much, but more like a way to vent her anger: "That's because I can't do anything now, so I can only communicate with you. Your light directly illuminates me. As extracorporeal circulation, my extraordinary power is used up, and my current form is originally your accessory."

Esther picked the little bug off her finger and spread it in the palm of her hand: "Oh, that's right...then am I going a little too far? No wonder you seemed to hate me so much before."

"I should applaud you. Congratulations to some idiot for finally knowing the hateful truth. But it's a pity that I don't even have any hands now."

Esther felt quite guilty. The golden finger she originally thought had robbed the little bug of its power. Then she had received too much help from the little bug. This made Esther couldn't help but ask: "Is there anything? Is there any way I can help you?"

The little insect was silent for several seconds and sighed heavily: "Hey, what are you talking about?"

"I was serious."

"But you should ask yourself if there is anything you can do!"

Esther looked away embarrassedly, and touched her hair which concealed the special light spot: "Well, it seems that none of us know anymore."

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