This aura is deadly

When the two returned to the cafe, it was already bustling inside.

They came to the small room behind the cafe, and Xu Jing motioned Chen Ke to wait outside the door.

Chen Ke leaned against the door, looked out the window at the street, and watched the various passers-by to kill time.

He saw an owl fly out of the yard behind the cafe, which must be the signal that Xu Jing sent to the informant.

About half an hour later, a strong man pushed the door open and handed a package to Chen Ke at the door.

"This is what she needs." The strong man whispered.

Chen Ke looked at the strong man suspiciously, and the other party just bowed slightly to him, and then left in a hurry.

Driven by curiosity, he opened the package and looked inside, and found a set of clothes.

"It seems that you like to rummage through girls' bags." Xu Jing's voice came from the room.

Chen Ke rewrapped the package, knocked on the door, and asked, "Can I come in?"

"Come in." Xu Jing said.

Chen Ke pushed the door open and saw Xu Jing standing by the bed, wearing only purple underwear, loading a strange pistol.

There was a bloody dagger on the floor, and thick black and red blood on the bed sheets and the floor.

Chen Ke walked into the room and closed the door. He did not interrupt Xu Jing, but looked at her body carefully.

Xu Jing had a body curve that could drive all men crazy, with long black hair draped over her collarbone, and her six-pack abs were not symmetrical, but staggered.

"Don't make a fuss, I just went back to the foundation." Xu Jing completely loaded the bullets, then raised her head and looked at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke threw the package to her and prepared to leave the room.

"I want to tell you two things, Chen Ke, don't leave yet." Xu Jing stopped Chen Ke.

"Keep it brief." Chen Ke said.

"We will go to the bottom of the academy later. If we find that the matter has nothing to do with Chen Ke, we will leave immediately. I don't want to interfere too much in history." Xu Jing said.

"Hmm." Chen Ke nodded.

"Then about Jacob, after we go in, kill him no matter if he plays tricks or not." Xu Jing said calmly.

"I have no objection." Chen Ke agreed.

"Oh... I thought... you would try to ask me why I decided so." Xu Jing smiled.

"He and I have no relationship, and we lived more than 100 years apart. We will never meet again after this mission, so why should we feel pity?" Chen Ke asked.

"Hehe... you are really a killer." Xu Jing said.

"Who told me that I have a heart of stone." Chen Ke said coldly.

While talking, Xu Jing had already changed into that set of clothes, which was a dark purple windbreaker, a white shirt, and a pair of black tights with long boots.

She put on the courtesy of a man, put the strange pistol into the holster under the coat, and put another revolver that only existed in this era into the holster on her waist.

"Is that... the foundation's pistol?" Chen Ke asked curiously.

"Yes, don't think I will give you one, it's impossible." Xu Jing smiled.

"Hmph... How stingy you are." Chen Ke snorted.

"This gun is equivalent to scrap metal in your reality. You don't have bullets to shoot it." Xu Jing explained.

"Isn't it shooting psychic bullets?" Chen Ke asked.

"Of course, but our psychic bullets are the difference between bullets and lead bullets compared to those in 2009. I can't give you a gun and supply you with bullets regularly, right?" Xu Jing shook her head.

"You make me more curious. In objective reality, how do you use psychic energy?" Chen Ke took the opportunity to ask for more information.

"You asked too much... But considering your contribution to us, I'll tell you a little bit." Xu Jing smiled.

"I'm all ears." Chen Ke crossed his arms.

"In 2009, your administration was still injecting liquefied psychic energy into the spinal cord to use this power. This is a very basic psychic energy use technology, and it is accompanied by high risks." Xu Jing said.

"But in our place, you only need to inject psychic stimulants once to give you the ability to transfer psychic energy." Xu Jing added.

"Psychic energy transfer..." Chen Ke didn't understand.

"Yes, it's just using a machine similar to an X-ray to scan you, and you will have enough psychic energy." Xu Jing said.

"It sounds like the scanning work before 3D printing... Can you only get psychic energy in this way after injecting that kind of stimulant?" Chen Ke couldn't help asking.

"Yes, you should understand that psychic power will always be regulated, and scanning once does not mean that you will have this power forever. It will be set with a deadline and energy level... I think I said too much..." Xu Jing shook her head.

"It seems that the Foundation and the Administration are not much different." Chen Ke commented.

"You can think of the Administration as the Foundation in your reality, but it is not yet as powerful as the level of objective reality, and it is still managed by the national ideology. But in objective reality, the Foundation manages humans. Just know this." Xu Jing said.

"Oh... It sounds very powerful." Chen Ke shrugged.

"Okay, let's stop chatting. We still have business to do. Don't keep Jacob waiting for too long." Xu Jing tapped her toes on the floor to make her boots fit better, bumped into Chen Ke's shoulder, and walked past him.

After leaving the cafe, the two jumped into a carriage. Xu Jing paid the fare and asked the driver to take them to Bolips Pier.

This was the first time for Chen Ke to ride a carriage in his life, and it was an authentic 19th-century Longtown carriage. It was amazing in terms of sentiment, but in terms of riding experience, it was a bit poor.

First of all, the carriage has no shock absorbers... and the road conditions in the 19th century were impressive. Horses are not equipped with manual-automatic engines, so bumps along the way are inevitable.

Just a tiny pebble on the big wooden wheel of the carriage can make Chen Ke's butt hurt for a long time, and the shock absorbing measure for this carriage is just a thick layer of straw under the seat, which is better than nothing.

A river Thames divides Longtown into the South Bank and the North Bank. The North Bank is the largest and is divided into West Longtown, East Longtown and North Longtown.

Chen Ke and the others are in North Longtown, which is where artists, churches and hospitals are located, as well as where Longtown College is located.

The coachman drove the carriage and pulled them all the way down, passing through the wealthy area of ​​West Longton, where the prestigious Royal Shakespeare Theater was located.

As the car continued to move forward, Chen Ke could see the slightly lower East Longton through the ramp, where there were tall chimneys and factories, emitting thick black smoke into the pale sky day and night.

Finally, after descending the ramp, they finally arrived at Bolips Pier. Before getting off the bus, Chen Ke could see the wide surface of the Thames River, and there was a small red stream near the pier.

Xu Jing paid the fare and came to the embankment next to the pier with Chen Ke, where Jacob was waiting for them.

"You've got it, but considering that a lady needs to change clothes, I can still accept this time." Jacob smiled.

"So...how are we going to get in?" Xu Jing said straightforwardly without being polite.

"Oh...it seems you want to go in more than me. I thought you had noticed that thing on the river." Jacob said, pointing to the red stream on the river.

"Is that...blood?" Chen Ke had indeed seen it a long time ago. He looked upstream and saw that this red stream was floating down from a place higher than the pier.

He looked at the south bank on the opposite side. Compared with the north bank where there were many buildings, the south bank was covered with large tracts of farmland and low-rise buildings of farmers. However, Chen Ke still saw a majestic white building at the end of a hill.

"It is indeed blood." Jacob said.

"With so much blood flowing down the river, no one asked about it?" Xu Jing was also a little surprised.

"Because there is a livestock slaughterhouse upstream, but it is obvious that this is not the blood flowing out of the slaughterhouse, although it covers the drainage outlet." Jacob said.

"What does this blood flow mean to us?" Chen Ke asked.

"Of course it makes sense, it is our road sign." Jacob said.