This aura is deadly

"Last week, you didn't seem as talkative as you do now, but we got off to a good start. You were with your boss, a strong and cool lady, and a group of colleagues. We were sitting here We're here to discuss business matters," Dickens said absently.

"Well, so...and you broke in?" Chen Ke narrowed his eyes. It seemed that he had experienced a lot after time travel. No wonder the owner of the cafe was giving him crazy hints...

"Yes, this is what I'm curious about. I don't know what you were discussing at that time, and you probably won't tell me now." Dickens narrowed his eyes and looked at Chen Ke.

Chen Ke didn't know it himself, and naturally couldn't say anything to Dickens. He tried to piece together what happened to him in the past week.

He came to this cafe first, and then what? Where did he kill so many monsters and even fight Florence?

"Although I am a writer, I want to tell you quietly, Mr. Chen. I have a secret small group that is engaged in some very exciting investigative activities." Dickens moved closer, anticipating that he would become very mysterious and weird.

"Ah Dickens, since it's a secret... shouldn't it be kept well? I met you for less than an hour in total, and you are going to tell me about this?" Chen Ke asked doubtfully.

"Because I can see that you are not an ordinary person, and my society is too short of field investigators." Dickens smiled.

"Oh... You're not very convincing. What's so special about me?" Chen Ke spread his hands.

"On the one hand, it comes from the writer's perception, and on the other hand, it comes from your clothes. Don't you understand? Who would walk on the street wearing such a set of clothes?" Dickens pointed to the clothes Chen Ke was wearing.

Chen Ke lowered his head and saw that it was indeed the case. Although Florence's set of sacred items were 19th-century Victorian-style attire, they were obviously specialized for hunting some kind of monster.

"Moreover, last time you reserved an entire floor of the cafe, and people from different industries gathered together. It is conceivable that the business you are discussing must be unusual to some extent." Dickens said.

Chen Ke didn't speak, guessing that Xu Jing must be arranging some tasks at that time, or maybe just asking for information.

"And... I know a brother and sister. I seemed to have come into contact with you during a thrilling adventure last week..." Dickens said slowly.

"Huh?" When Chen Ke heard this, his whole body tensed up.

At this time, a young man came up from the stairs. He was wearing a black windbreaker, a top hat on his head, and holding a cane in his left hand.

"Lin. We meet again. Maybe I should call you Chen Ke?" the man said with a smile.

Chen Ke looked at the man and didn't recognize who he was. He had no impression at all.

"Don't look at me like that... as if you've never seen me before." The man said as he sat down at the table.

Chen Ke looked at the man and then at Dickens, feeling that he was at a disadvantage.

They knew themselves, but this was just a one-sided statement. Now that Chen Ke had lost his memory of the past week, he could not easily believe them.

"I want to say something... come up with something useful..." Chen Ke thought to himself, picked up the coffee cup and drank it, hiding his doubtful eyes.

"Jacob told me something, Mr. Chen. We have no ill intentions, and I also believe that your position does not conflict with ours." Dickens said.

"That guy's name is Jacob..." Chen Ke glanced sideways at the man. He looked like a ruffian. He didn't look like a good person, right?

"I'm sorry about the things below the academy, Chen Ke, but I'm very grateful for the choice you made, and that lady...well." Jacob said, looking at Chen Ke, as if to imply something, At the same time, he looked at Dickens and seemed to be hiding something.

"To get straight to the point, my secret group is called the Modern Ghost Society, which specializes in researching and searching for all kinds of mysterious and bizarre events, and Jacob is my partner." Dickens whispered.

"Modern Ghost Society?" Chen Ke asked.

"Yes, you also saw those things below the academy. I don't know what method you used to kill so many monsters." Jacob said.

It turns out that I was the monster killed below the academy... Chen Ke thought to himself.

"I used my social status and various connections to explore the weird happenings in Longton, and then Jacob helped me go on a field trip. This is how the modern ghost society operates." Dickens explained.

"Then for what? What is your purpose?" Chen Ke shook his head and asked.

"Exploration itself is the meaning, Mr. Chen, we are living in an era of great changes. Not only are there gears and steam, but some things that ordinary people cannot understand are also quietly surging. This is an era of mystery and change. Can you be a witness to this era? "Isn't that a wonderful thing?" asked Dickens.

"I thought you were just doing it to draw material for the novel." Chen Ke spread his hands.

"I don't write fantasy stories, Mr. Chen Ke, but there are people in my little group who like these things." Dickens smiled.

"I'm sorry, Dickens, if you want me to be an investigator of your little group, I'd better stop thinking about it... I have no interest or time to participate in your little investigation..." Chen Ke said and stood up. Come.

"I have no intention of forcing you, Mr. Chen Ke. I deeply regret that we were unable to reach a cooperative relationship." Dickens said calmly.

"I thought we could have a great conversation." Jacob looked at Chen Ke, then at Dickens, and smiled awkwardly.

"Thank you for the coffee, Dickens." Chen Ke said and walked down the stairs.

Jonathan was cleaning the coffee cup. When he saw Chen Ke coming downstairs, he knocked on the bar, as if to attract Chen Ke's attention.

Chen Ke approached the bar and looked at Jonathan cautiously.

"Mr. Lin... I thought you were dead too. The report said that you two died in a hotel." Jonathan whispered, looking around at the customers drinking coffee.

"No, we are still alive." Chen Ke said.

If Xu Jing dies, she will immediately jump here from the time and space where the foundation is located. Now there is no news about her, and it seems that Chen Keyin has not been able to complete the task. Xu Jing is probably controlled.

And they called themselves Mr. Lin... Chen Ke should have introduced himself when he came over, perhaps using Lin Mo's name.

"That's great... Without Miss Xu Jing, we have lost contact with the foundation. Do you know what the situation is now?" Jonathan asked.

"You..." Chen Ke's scalp was numb. This cafe actually knew about the foundation. I'm afraid it's not the foundation's stronghold in this era.

"Several strongholds have been attacked. Chen Ke should have discovered where we are hiding...Mr. Lin, what should we do now?" Jonathan was a little nervous. As a completely ordinary person, he could not deal with psychic powers. or's.

It seems that the people in this cafe know a lot, but it doesn't look like Jonathan is a time traveler... I'm afraid he is not a temporary worker hired by the foundation locally.

"Can you provide supplies? Such as weapons, clothes, money, etc..." Chen Ke asked in a low voice.

"Of course, right in the back. Please follow me." Jonathan put down the cup, and he took Chen Ke to the small room behind the cafe.

This small room is very cozy. At first glance, it looks like an ordinary small hotel room, but if you look closely, you will find that there are guns and various cold weapons hidden behind the cabinets and tables.

Chen Ke walked to a cupboard and opened the door. There were many muzzle-loading rifles of this era displayed inside, and there was also a row of revolvers under the cupboard.

"Bullshit, isn't there any holy object? What the heck with this kind of antique gun..." Chen Ke complained. Even the Glock pistols and Python revolvers of the 21st century had little effect against those psychic monsters, let alone the weapons of this era. thing.

"What is the holy object...?" Jonathan was puzzled.

"Oh...it's nothing." Chen Ke shook his head. It seemed that the foundation had reservations about them.

Having a gun is better than not having one, not to mention that the set of holy objects on his body can enhance the damage of firearms. With the psychic crystal gun and Angel's Ashes, it is not without the ability to fight. Chen Ke picked up a revolver gun After looking at it, I subconsciously opened the back cover of the magazine and took a look.

"Well... I have used this gun before..." Chen Ke said secretly.

No one told him that the gun's magazine could not be rotated out, but he knew immediately that it was body memory.

He was just about to ask Jonathan if he had any bullets, when a line of small words appeared in the upper right corner of his field of vision:

The divine blood bullets are being loaded...

Correspondingly, under the boy, a row of red bullet-shaped icons appeared one by one.

"This is it?" Chen Ke was stunned.

He looked down at the revolver and saw a red bullet appearing in the opened magazine.

One, two, three...six.

The divine blood bullets are loaded.

He closed the magazine and flipped the hammer. The revolver made a crisp sound of loading, and a drop of blood dripped from the barrel.