Overturned Tower

...It turns out that the paradise they were talking about was you, Dean.

The inferior exhaled slowly, his mood became extremely complicated, and joining the lower city seemed to be less unacceptable.

He did know this person, even though he had become so old now... But when the other person calmly said the real name of the bad guy in that tone, the bad guy still remembered his identity.

He was the director of Tianen Memory Armed Research Institute. Long before the Inferior was born, he was conducting research in the Reconstruction Agency.

It is said that in the very beginning, the delivery of the inferior was done by the dean - at that time, no one dared to approach the "lethal amount of love" that fell into a psychic rampage due to labor, only this man who seemed like a madman from the beginning. Don't care about your own safety.

He was like a researcher walking among many wild beasts and poisonous insects, wearing a white suit with a hunched back, walking calmly under the eyes of countless demons with hatred and ridicule.

Nowadays, the bad guy will develop such a character of ignoring everyone, and it must have something to do with this dean.

From a certain perspective, the dean may be regarded as the real father of the inferior...

Kamalser has never cared about bad people, and has never even seen him; his mother does love him very much, but bad people cannot touch her at will, otherwise they may be poisoned and die; Peter Pan can only Take him out for fun, or have fun killing, bullying, and squeezing demons.

In the twisted reconstruction mechanism, the devil's prison composed of many color blocks and "bright roads", the dean who looks like a madman seems to be one of the few normal people.

In a sense, the dean can be regarded as the "adoptive father" of the inferior.

But later, when the inferior was eight years old, the dean suddenly left.

Only when the inferior grew older did he realize that he was wanted by the group for researching forbidden technologies.

In the beginning, the bad guy was transferred to the executive department, partly because he wanted to find the dean and ask him why he left quietly. But later, the bad guys gradually understood the sins of the company and the elves, and forgot about it.

after that……

I feel a little ashamed now that I think about it, because the bad guy later forgot about it.

There were too many facts that made him angry and busy, and the original motivation had faded in the face of the more profound reality.

Unexpectedly, the two people's identities have changed several times, and now they meet again in Xiacheng District.

"If you can't speak, just write," Le Yuan pushed the oil-based pen and whiteboard in front of the inferior, and mocked in a tone very similar to the inferior, "Don't tell me, you have been a leader for a few years and you have forgotten how to write. .”

"...So you guys know each other."

Looking at the strange atmosphere between the inferior and the paradise, Strangler sighed in a low voice.

He was supposed to serve as an introducer to introduce each other to both parties. The strangulation has been planned. If the Paradise doctor rejects the bad guy or expresses hatred and disgust towards him, he will use the name of the godfather to suppress him.

But as soon as Strangler brought the bad guy over, he discovered that the bad guy and the paradise seemed to have known each other for a long time.

He could tell at a glance that they were real acquaintances. She is definitely more familiar with him than I am.

Tsk.

The godfather specifically asked him to bring the bad guys over, which was simply unnecessary.

Seeing that the two of them seemed to have something to talk about, Hangzhou felt that it was not a problem for him to just stand aside.

It just so happened that there was another person in this room...who also happened to be the one that made Strangler a little concerned.

So Hangsha walked next to the man and found a place nearby to sit down.

"Friend, how do you call me?"

Hangzhou made a low voice, making no secret of his hostility towards the church and angels: "Why did you come to a remote place like ours?"

Even though there is no halo on this man's head, the radiance that spreads out in all directions undoubtedly proves his status as a living saint. Then he is at least a core member of the direct church, at least at the level of bishop or above.

Strangler has never regarded himself as an Uncoded Person... He has always believed that he was just a "mage" born in the group of Uncoded Persons.

The identity of the mage is his self-identity.

Therefore, even if the church is kind to the people in Xiacheng District, this kind of kindness cannot be extended to Strangler.

The man in front of Hangzhou just raised his head and glanced at him.

It was a middle-aged man who looked to be in his forties. There are two deep nasolabial folds on the man's face, and the pupils in the deep eye sockets are constantly shining with white light. The original color of the iris can no longer be seen, but has turned into luminous silver-white pupils.

There were two pieces of white feathers in the position of his ears... This spiritual feature and face reminded Zhuo Zhu of a friend he met not long ago.

"You are a mage, right?"

The middle-aged man's first words made him clenched his fists.

"When you looked at me, your brows dropped and your nostrils slightly widened. It was an expression of anger...but you quickly suppressed the expression of anger, not just anger.

"When you looked at me, you first glanced at the top of my head, which is where the halo is; then you looked at my eyes again, and after getting confirmation, you looked at my shoulders... That should be the shoulders that symbolize the status of church members. The location of the belt.

"When you didn't see anything, you were surprised. But you soon had more guesses in your mind...and you were afraid of me. Your shoulders subconsciously exerted force, and your legs were shaking. This It shows your uneasiness... In other words, you are afraid of me.

"Your strength comes from anger, but you have enough reason to suppress it. I guess you are a mage from the Crucible School - how is your mentor Zhongxiang doing recently?"

A series of questions came like bullets, making Zhuo Zhu couldn't help but lean back slightly.

He felt that the shoulder he was talking about began to get sore, and his eyes, brow, and nose also became very uncomfortable... He didn't pay attention to these things before, but after being pointed out, he felt that nothing was wrong no matter what he did... It was like someone asked him for the first time whether the long mane on his neck was pressed under his body or passed around his shoulders when he slept.

Once you realize their existence, it's like realizing that you are breathing - breathing will instantly switch to manual transmission.

"…who are you?"

Strangler asked in a deep voice.

From this series of words turned into bullets, he could only judge one thing... that was that this person was not simple.

As a member of the church, I don't have the pointed ears of an elf... but I feel like I have participated in a war of religious law.

But how could a frozen angel sit in front of them and talk in such a nice voice?

When the strangulation became tense, the air became scorched, the smell of sulfur could be easily smelled in the air, and the temperature began to rise.

"His code name is Detective. Don't ask about anything else. Strangler."

Feeling the heat, Dr. Paradise frowned slightly and asked angrily: "I have known this gentleman earlier than I have known you.

"I guarantee that he is not a member of the church. In other words, he is a 'former angel' who defected from the church. Now he also possesses special forbidden technologies."

"Thank you for taking care of my daughter before, Mr. Strangler."

The middle-aged man with twinkling eyes crossed his fingers, smiled slightly, and said gently and slowly: "Her name is Paradise Bird. I think you still remember this name."

"...It is indeed her."

Strangler didn't have the slightest doubt about this, and his hostility dissipated a lot.

Because he had also suspected this before - the two people's looks were actually somewhat similar, and their spiritual characteristics and abilities overlapped. It really made people think that way.

But... a fallen angel?

Can angels after the fall also master the power of Holy Order?

"However, as for forbidden technology..."

Strangler slowly said: "Maybe you can mention it a little bit. I think the godfather will fund your research."

"No need."

The middle-aged detective smiled slightly, shook his head, and replied with certainty: "He will not sponsor it."

"You might as well talk about it first..."

"——Immortal technology."

The detective interrupted: "Would he?"