The Master of the Strange Realm

The middle-aged woman asked the employees not to put down their work and stepped forward to meet them. That formulaic smile was something Jenkins was very familiar with.

She looked at the cat head on Jenkins' neck with great interest, and then began to look at Jenkins' outfit.

"Feel sorry."

Although he was very embarrassed, Jenkins still interrupted her action: "Well... I'm not here to buy clothes. I'm here to see my friend, Alexia Miller. Her landlord said that she will be here today." I've been here for a long time."

"Miss Miller? Yes, she is in the fitting room now. Please sit here and wait for a moment."

Even though Jenkins was not a customer, the shop owner still thoughtfully prepared black tea and snacks for him, which made the man even more restless. He pretended to be looking at the store with interest, intending to buy some cheap and useful things so that he could stay here with more reasonable reasons.

"Hats should be very cheap..."

Chapter 329 Chapter 324 The line was finally smoothed out

While thinking about the gold pound he carried in his pocket when he went out, Jenkins squinted and could barely see the sign. I took a sharp breath and no longer thought about buying anything here.

Miss Miller quickly came out of the dressing room, but she was still wearing the same clothes.

"Perhaps she also thought the store's prices were inappropriate."

He thought this and felt stupid. This lady's financial situation was obviously better than his own.

Miss Miller showed no sign of surprise when she saw Jenkins sitting in the store. She whispered a few words to the middle-aged woman, and then walked out with Jenkins.

A carriage was hired and they prepared to return to Miss Miller's apartment.

"It's not just a clothing store there."

Before Jenkins could speak, she took the initiative to explain.

"oh?"

This makes sense. Although Jenkins has no experience of accompanying women of her own age to buy clothes, she obviously stayed in the fitting room for too long.

"Due to confidentiality reasons, I can't tell where that place is, but if you are interested, I can take you to visit it before I leave Nolan."

Jenkins immediately guessed that the clothing store was probably the entrance to some secret meeting, a small black market, like the Hog's Head Bar.

After the two returned to the apartment, Jenkins explained what had happened to him. He explained Miss Audrey's attitude and views, and then tentatively asked her whether the private photos of Nolan's military figures she was tracking down had been found.

"Time travel? There is such a thing."

She showed more envy than surprise.

"I also want to experience the feeling of going backwards in time. Maybe I can gain time-related abilities through experience. This is a very rare opportunity!"

"I actually didn't feel anything other than dizziness."

When he said this, Miss Miller looked at him as if he had just thrown a gold pound into the stove for firewood.

Jenkins had already put the chocolate out, and after telling him not to mess with other people's belongings, he let it wander around the apartment.

Miss Miller retrieved some letters from her bedroom and briefed Jenkins on the progress of tracing the whereabouts of the photos.

She was quite dissatisfied with her employer because the difficulty of the matter far exceeded the negotiated price. Although the negotiated price cannot be changed, according to industry regulations, the price needs to be increased. Therefore, Miss Miller informed Jenkins of some private matters without any psychological burden.

"The last time I saw you and Audrey at the club, I had already vaguely realized that the loss of the photos was closely related to the liars who believed in the Prince of Lies. My original view was that this was just a simple espionage incident. Someone wants to rely on those photos to make threats. The man who died without a body in the strange place, well, his name is...forget it, the man who died without a body is my target. We all know who he is. A spy from the Kingdom of Chesland.”

"I heard that the man infected with the gear virus who met him was caught by the Orthodox Church."

"Yes, I originally hoped to find clues from him."

The woman showed a troubled expression, "I've also seen what this group of spies hid next door to Audrey's house. It's not the photos I want, but some private correspondence. Some gentlemen in our country who sit as members of Congress, It was quite stupid to have a new idea, probably because they were not satisfied with the Environmental Air Act, and the content of those letters was enough to kill the entire family of the members of the House of Representatives.”

Those fatal things were placed on the table in front of the two of them. After a cursory inspection, it was enough to convict some big shots of treason. Those first and last names often appear on the first page of the newspaper, and some of the people's black and white photos are the newspaper's best promotional posters.

"It can be seen from the letter that the spy organization of the Chesland Kingdom and the Witch House have reached an agreement. Most of the owners of these letters are matched by members of the Witch House. This time the people from the Witch House came to Nolan , just to find these letters.”

"Is this their purpose? But how could these deadly things be left behind?"

Jenkins asked in confusion, and Miss Miller immediately showed an expression like "You really would ask that."

"The people of the Witch's House must also leave a way out for themselves, and these remaining dangerous letters are one of them. In short, these letters were accidentally lost in Nolan due to various accidents, and the members of the Witch's House are responsible for retrieving them. The man who died in the mysterious situation was probably the only member of Chesland's spy organization who knew about this incident. Unfortunately, he died before he could inform others. "

"So what do the fraudsters have to do with this?"

"The scammer has nothing to do with the letters, but with the photos I'm looking for. You should know that in the first half of this month, that group of people were very arrogant. But when they defrauded a young male servant , I didn’t expect that the servant actually stole some documents from the master’s study in order to pay off the debt. Yes, it was the documents from Marquis Michael’s desk.”

Jenkins didn't know what expression he should make on this matter. The so-called "big man in the navy" was really the Marquis. This had been vaguely found out before.

"Those documents not only contain military secrets, but also contain several private photos. The fraudsters who obtained these documents have now become the target of public criticism. Chesland's espionage organization has long been interested in those things. , the manservant who was able to steal them that day was unintentionally involved in their plan, so the spies hated the scammers; the people who secretly took those photos were members of the Witch House who came to Nolan because of the letters. Through this, they extorted a large amount of money from the Marquis. Even the rumors about Mr. Marquis in the city were spread by them. But now the photos were lost just after they were redeemed. In addition, the spies and the witches had a relationship, and the Marquis until Now I still think that the people from the Witch House are causing trouble in this matter, so they are also pursuing it; Oh, there is also the Gear Craftsmen Guild. Originally, this matter had nothing to do with them. These people came to Nolan for a piece of underground mine tunnel. It is an ancient item. The current gear virus is a complete cover-up. In order to confuse the audience, there is no conspiracy at all, but a fraudster who got into trouble encountered twin demons when he escaped one night..."

She looked at Jenkins, who immediately remembered what happened the night he met the magical lady and the wishing tree.

Chapter 330 Chapter 325 The entanglement of cause and effect

"Yes, that is indeed the case."

"Did he drop a steam bomb then?"

Miss Miller asked again, but in reality it was more of a statement.

"Yes, I remember the newspaper said that in addition to this one, he also placed many more in his rental house, causing the death of a policeman."

"Yes, do you know why you take such a dangerous thing with you when you escape? It's nothing new for a steam bomb to explode due to shaking. That's because the one that was thrown at you was a gear craftsman. One of the members secretly took on a private job in order to make extra money. Through divination of bomb fragments, the Zhengshen Church immediately found the underground workshop, thus suspecting the true purpose of the Gear Craftsmen Guild."

The complexity of the matter and the coincidence of various events were far beyond Jenkins' expectations. If Miss Miller hadn't explained it to him, he would never have imagined that the truth would be like this.

"So, the Witch's House originally came to Nolan for the documents before us, but because of the private photos to blackmail the Marquis, and the photos were lost, they were implicated, thus resenting the believers of lies; Chesland's espionage organization targeted the Marquis The military document in his hand was unexpectedly snatched by the scammers; the craftsman was obsessed with a certain item in the underground, but was implicated because of a bomb... The scammers got into so much trouble at the same time? "

"Very well summed up."

Miss Miller nodded, "But you also missed one point. The [Life Sharing Alliance] is also related to this matter. Those madmen who pursue immortality are trying to launch a plan called the Children of the Mist. The general strike a month ago was Related to this, they wanted to use the polluted fog that enveloped the city to give birth to a terrifying creature. Due to various coincidences, the plan failed, and most of the organizations that cooperated with the undead believers have withdrawn, but they still have not given up. The fraudsters who were collecting the lifespans of mortals were accumulating their own power, and the scammers who got into trouble were unwilling to stay in Nolan. They have probably all withdrawn now. I heard that they still have an organization in Eldron. ..... Those documents and the photos I needed were obtained by people from the [Life Sharing Alliance]. The specific reason is not clear, but it is nothing more than using these documents to knock on the doors of the great nobles, thereby bringing them to the rescue. The cause of 'Life Sharing' is further developed."

"So this is ah......"

Jenkins exhaled slowly and looked at the snow outside the window unconsciously.

"This is really hard to imagine. It took me a long time of investigation and used some special means to figure out what happened. I dare say that now everyone in this city, including you and me, understands the truth. There will be no more than 10 people. You know, even the cultists who are involved may not know what is happening around them."

Speaking of this, she showed a somewhat complacent expression. Jenkins cooperated and showed admiration, and the lady laughed lightly when she saw this.

Although Miss Miller unexpectedly learned about the problems that the city is facing now, compared to the previous two encounters in backtracking, these clues seemed commonplace and did not seem to be the lead to the so-called disaster.

As Jenkins thought this, he thought of another thing:

"So, during your investigation, did you ever hear about the [Immortal] Project?"

She thought about it and gave the answer immediately.

"Yes, I did hear about it. But I only know that [Immortal] refers to a special ability in ancient legends, which belongs to the white basic category. But mortals are mortal, how can there be any undead?"

She looked at Jenkins inquiringly, trying to read something on his face. But Jenkins still looked deep in thought. He suspected that Miss Miller might not have any clues at all.

Just when this idea first appeared, Miss Miller's expression suddenly froze and she turned to look behind her.

From the apartment window, you can see the silvery street and the scattered snowflakes.

"Jenkins, I'm afraid I'm going to get you into trouble this time."

The man did not speak, because he had already seen through his own eyes the two Level 5 Gifters who were pretending to be pedestrians and approaching here little by little.

"No, maybe they are the ones I'm looking for."

The two of them stood up at the same time, and Chocolate consciously ran out from the direction of the kitchen.

Miss Miller suddenly smiled at Jenkins: "I have a good idea, can you help me?"

The snow that started last night shows no signs of stopping. Except for a man who was experiencing his third 31st day, no one knew how long the snow would last.

Two beautiful women holding black umbrellas stood at the exit of the alley looking at the four-story apartment building with light yellow walls. The two looked at each other, and the shorter one took the lead to step out, politely giving way to the old woman holding the cat. Wearing fashionable high heels, she walked up the steps with cat steps and knocked lightly on the door.

She immediately frowned with her carefully drawn thin eyebrows. The moment her fingers touched the metal door, a chalk mark appeared at the level of her eyes.

As if an invisible hand was writing with invisible chalk, the following writing appeared on the door:

1+1=

The woman waited for a moment, but ignored the question, and there was no sound of footsteps from the door for a long time.

Before the two came here, they knew that the woman named Miller was very weird. Most of the abilities she mastered were obtained by herself through perceiving the world, which is simply unimaginable, and most of the other half are very rare. No specific information about this woman could be found locally, and even the type of core abilities could not be identified.

It is also because of this that the organization specially sent two level 5 benefactors to deal with this level 2 benefactor. But the current situation was a little weirder than she imagined. She could feel that something was wrong with the surrounding air from the moment she stepped onto the steps.

But this is not an illusion or a dream, but it is subtly different from the real material world.

He turned his head and looked at his companion wearing a black lace hat standing at the exit of the alley. The latter nodded and walked over generously. As she crossed the street, she looked up at the second-floor window. There was only a deep darkness.

"Abandon the mission?"

The first woman asked straightforwardly, looking at her companions from the corners of her eyes. When the target's performance far exceeds expectations, running away is the smart choice.

Chapter 331 Chapter 326 Mysterious Lock (Part 1)

The woman who came from behind pursed her thin lips and shook her head, then stretched out her only middle finger without nail polish and pointed it at the keyhole. As the fingers moved with difficulty, the sound of metal collision came from the door lock.

But yellow light shot out from the keyhole, and the voices inside the door finally became quiet.

"Too bad, it's a mystery-locking ability..."

The woman retracted her fingers and sighed softly, took a step back into the heavy snow, looked up at the window on the second floor, and confirmed again that the originally transparent glass had turned black.

The two women retreated back into the street. A very obvious wall of fog appeared at both ends of the road and the end of the alley, indicating that this was the end.

"Mystery lock ability? How is this possible? Mei Mi, did you read it wrong? Isn't Miller only level 2?"

The first woman asked in shock, but the woman named Jane shook her head: "This is indeed a trace of the mystery lock. I have seen it before... that damn guy didn't investigate it carefully at all. !”

The so-called myth-locking ability is a special space-like ability that cannot be learned through rituals. It is somewhat similar to the evil spirits' ability to block space through the spiritual fog. The only way to acquire this ability is to understand the world and dig deep into your own heart.

The Mysterious Space is an alien space attached to the surface of the world. Although it looks exactly the same as the physical world, in fact it is subtly different due to the user's own characteristics.

The characteristics of the mysterious space are affected by the soul, body, thoughts and even habits of the gifter. Only the gifter with outstanding personal characteristics can have the opportunity to understand it.

If 1 out of 10,000 benefactors could eventually reach the level of a demigod, then it would be several times more difficult to comprehend the mysterious ability.

"Don't be afraid, Jane, the puzzle ability is not unsolvable. As long as you know the correct method and cater to the theme of the puzzle, the puzzle can be cracked."

Jane looked back at the door, cut her finger with a knife, and wrote a two behind the equal sign with blood.

Squeak~

The door opened.

"See, it's not that hard."

The woman named Jane smiled reluctantly and was about to walk in when her companion Mei Mi added: "What we need to be careful about is that the mystery lock is not only a large Orion trap, but also some weird things will happen." With normal phenomena happening, it depends on what Miller is thinking. Although the information is inaccurate, she will not exceed level 4, right?"

The two women walked into the door together, but there was no one in the hall. The only sound came from a wet umbrella leaning on the shoe rack, which meant that someone had come to visit just now.

The door behind them closed silently, but the two women had no time to pay attention. They stared closely at the water droplets on the surface of the umbrella, watching it slide down the smooth black umbrella surface. Their hearts would contract violently every time a drop of water fell to the ground.

Jane and Meimi stood at the door of the room together. The former pulled the latter's clothes and pointed to the ground. At some point, water droplets falling from the umbrella formed a puddle on the floor. No matter where they wanted to go in the apartment, they had to cross this puddle.

The thin puddle of water was barely reflecting the distorted faces of the two people, but as they watched, another line of words appeared in the mirror image:

12×2=

"Is this a puzzle? An arithmetic problem?"

Jane asked, not making a rash move.

"It's possible...but what's a hard problem in arithmetic? What answer can't be found if it just takes time?"

Although he was vigilant, some contempt inevitably arose in his heart.

Meimi looked at her companion, and Jane nodded, taking off the lady's black hat with artificial flowers on her head. With a slight shake, a black crow flew out.

It was obviously quite frightened and did not dare to fly towards the women. Instead, it flapped its wings and tried to cross the pool.

With the sound of rushing water, the water stains on the ground moved like a disguised ooze monster. The wriggling soft tentacles wrapped around the crow and pulled it into his "body". With the sound of bones breaking and swallowing, the water stains returned to their original appearance again.

But if you look closely, you can still find a few strands of blood in the clear and transparent liquid.

"A mutated slime, or an ooze? This should be a strange alien creature that disappears in the material world. I can't recognize it... But unless there are targeted abilities or items, once you are targeted It is absolutely impossible for a gifted person below level 6 to escape.”