Chapter 68 The Beginning of Little Hunger's Suffering
"This identity's name is Rody Fryer, and he is considered a legally dead soul..." Lin Ruo briefly introduced Rody Fryer's situation, blurring some of the key points.
After clicking, he said:
"I first noticed this person because he was involved in a conspiracy I was pursuing... I just didn't know whether it was him or me who was unlucky. By the time I found him, he happened to have an accident and was already there.
Hopeless."
"I made a deal with him before he died. I helped him track down his enemies. If possible, I would help him get revenge in the future. And he lent me his identity. After all, such an identity can
It helps me reduce the risk of alerting others during the investigation, and also makes it easier for me to do things that are inconvenient for me in my own capacity.”
Lin Ruo's words were not actually a pure lie. Although he and Rody Fryer did not really talk and reach a deal, because he used this body, he did intend to help him investigate the affairs of his enemy.
And take revenge - even the murderer who directly killed Rody Fryer had already been killed by him, and the grass on his grave was three meters high.
From this perspective, there is nothing wrong with transactions, and unilateral transactions are also transactions!
"So that's what it is." Klein suddenly realized it and felt a little sad at the same time. He suddenly thought of something and asked: "But in this case, the identity of Rody Fryer can no longer be used openly, right?
After all, he is already an undead and has an unknown enemy..."
"Yes, so when I act as Roldy Fryer, I will basically put on another shell on the outside. The name of that shell is Rose Elle, and you are now Sherlock Moore.
Riati is considered a colleague, and we might be able to interact with him in the future," Lin Ruo replied.
"You're a nesting doll... you're so crazy!" The corner of Klein's mouth twitched.
"Don't tell me, aren't you?" Lin Ruo glanced at him angrily and said, "Sherlock Moriarty is Klein Moretti, and Klein Moretti is Mr. Fool.
, Mr. Fool even has a layer of time traveler’s vest underneath, you’re no better than me, you’re a matryoshka doll!”
The owner of the matryoshka doll complained about the matryoshka doll, and Lin Ruo expressed dissatisfaction.
"By the way..." Lin Ruo looked at Klein and asked, "Klain, it seems you haven't told me yet, please reveal your name before you traveled through time...?"
Although she knew Klein's real name, Lin Ruo had never asked him about his name before he traveled through time.
Klein was stunned for a moment, and had no intention of hiding it. After all, he was so familiar with Lin Ruo, and there was no need to hide a name. If he didn't mention it before, he had completely forgotten it, so he simply said in Chinese: "My words, before.
His name is Zhou Mingrui."
"Zhou Mingrui... this name is quite casual, better than the name of Emperor Russell." Lin Ruo pinched her chin and commented.
"What's the name of Emperor Russell? What's his name?" Klein suddenly asked curiously. He really didn't know what Emperor Russell's real name was yet.
"He, if Emperor Russell didn't falsify the diary, his name should be Huang Tao, which sounds quite appetizing." Lin Ruo complained.
"Huang Tao...Huang peach, poof!" Klein had not thought of it at first. When he heard his words, he immediately thought of some kind of fruit and laughed.
Lin Ruo, who had persecuted Emperor Roselle, became a little more interested, and continued: "By the way, when I met Xiu and the others, in order to prevent unnecessary complications, I showed a little high-sequence aura in front of them."
"In their current understanding, [Roldy Fryer] was saved by the Fool in the fire, and then believed in the Fool, and was promoted from an ordinary person to a high-sequence powerhouse in just one year.
He is a serious fanatic believer in The Fool, please memorize this script and don’t reveal the truth later.”
"Aren't you afraid that when you go back to the Tarot meeting, they will find that you are not there at all?" Klein no longer knew what to complain about Lin Ruo's behavior.
"What are you afraid of? No one stipulates that Fool fanatics must participate in the Tarot Club." Lin Ruo said this calmly, "And at worst, Chariot's identity will be equated with Rody Fryer's.
, it’s not impossible!”
"Then how do you explain that Chariot seemed to know nothing about The Fool when he first joined the club?" Klein asked helplessly, but as soon as he asked this question, Klein noticed that Lin Ruo looked at him, and he suddenly became confused.
A bad premonition.
"It goes without saying that as a fanatical believer, of course I am pretending not to know or believe in the Fool because I follow Mr. Fool's oracle."
Grass (a plant)!
Klein didn't know what to say anymore. In the end, he could only grab the newspaper with an expressionless face and start reading it.
At this moment, he heard Lin Ruo speak again:
"By the way, I have almost locked the location of Qilingos and plan to attack him this afternoon... After I kill him, do you mind if I scatter a deck of Tarot cards on the spot?"
"After all..." Lin Ruo smiled brightly when she said this, and said in a leisurely tone:
"Hunting Qilingos is the mission of Mr. Fool's favored ones!"
Klein:……
A wave of heat suddenly rushed to Klein's forehead. Thinking of his previous behavior of posing for photos in front of Lin Ruo, the client, Klein's body became stiff.
He suddenly buried his face in the newspaper, as if this could suppress his rising shame.
…
In the afternoon, Backlund, East District.
As the most chaotic and poorest place in Backlund, the East District has a completely different set of order and rules from other districts.
Here, dead people are just a daily thing. Many people may fall down on the roadside while walking and never wake up. People living here are like reeds in the wind. They fall when the wind blows, even if there is no wind.
He might even fall down and not attract anyone's attention.
Precisely because of this, for Hurricane Lieutenant Commander Chillinges, if he wants to satisfy the need of this extraordinary item "Creep Hunger" to feed one person every day, a trip to the East District from time to time is naturally the best choice.
After all, no one would care if a homeless man goes missing in the East End.
At this moment, in a certain alley, Qilinges, who looked to be in his thirties, with a unique wide chin and dark green eyes, was standing in the alley, looking at the man sleeping against the wall in the alley with cold eyes.
tramp.
He glanced back, but at this moment, someone happened to be passing by the alley. Qilingos glanced at it without paying attention, but his eyes suddenly blurred, and he found that the color of the action had become extremely rich.
"As expected, it would be more ritualistic to kill you as the [God of Death]..."