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Chapter 179: The First Step

Every day the number of deaths increases.

Every day, ghost stories and ghost stories merge with each other, target each other, and produce unexpected changes.

It was another night, and the light of March in the sky illuminated the ground like day. The only sound on the empty streets was the rumble of the train passing by. Gwen was wearing a black mask, and there were no traces on her thin feet wearing foot socks.

Wear boots to ensure that you can use your ability to control the silver string at any time.

This area is the middle commuter car area close to the lower car. It covers a small area, about the size of two parks with small forests and small lakes in the previous life. The buildings lack repair, and many houses have become dangerous buildings.

Some of them are in ruins. The walls are severely damaged, and abandoned brass pipes and broken machinery are exposed.

The environment is very poor.

Gwen was very dissatisfied. If his own strength hadn't ensured that his soles wouldn't get dirty even when he stepped on the ground, he might have had no choice but to imitate Spider-Man and hang on each building.

His free hand made a virtual squeeze. Although it was holding air, it was like holding a sword.

Under the sunshine of March, something grew.

Is it desire?

Or maybe some kind of abyss of broken emotions is constantly surging, just like the uneasiness in the surrounding air, a cluster-like sense of uneasiness. Just like in rainy weather, if a person is alone, he feels relaxed. See

While watching the rain outside the window, thoughts welled up; but when a group of people are together, irritable, uneasy, and anxious will come out in clusters when encountering rainy weather. This clustered sense of uneasiness is what Gwen feels here.

.

"The source of darkness."

A spark of fire lit up in the air, and a trail of flames suddenly appeared in front of Gwen. The sparks flowed past him and appeared behind him a moment later.

Facing the attack from the fire behind him, Gwen's years of combat experience came into play.

Without any effort, he had already judged that this was not the ability of the conversion system. The flames of the conversion system were much more ferocious than this. It was definitely not the source energy system. In the source energy system, except for himself and Mihayla,

It will not be used by players other than 'Elemental Warlock' type players. So the main component of this ability is still 'physical damage'.

It's a knife or a sword or a gun.

Fantasy and deception are the most likely.

If it's the former, it might be a good way to attract attention with flames and then release the ability in the sky. If it's the latter...

In Gwen's highly concentrated attention, a little ripple appeared in the air.

Buzz——

The beam of fire pulled out the sword light like a fiery red flag. The scorching air waves suddenly burst out, and the magic eroded space and time. The last thing that could be seen from the puddle on the ground that was instantly evaporated was a delicate

The action of holding the sword and the sudden drawing of the lightsaber.

First, the right hand is backhand, and then the middle finger and ring finger are slightly clasped, and then the left hand is held forward, and all the strength is gathered, as if it is a blow of a baseball bat, extremely fierce but hiding the secret of skill, a light-edged sword

The front, the front, and the angle of the turn have all been mastered.

Although I'm afraid some sword masters will say: "Your sword-wielding habits for decades are completely wrong."

But Gwen doesn't think of herself as a swordsman, nor does she think that she needs to follow the principles of swordsmanship.

This is just one of his countless ways to cause damage, and one that becomes more useful as the lightsaber becomes more powerful.

The lightsabers dispersed.

A corpse fell to the ground in two parts, with a slightly proud smile on its face.

"What does the dark green robe mean?"

Gwen looked down at the corpse, trying to find clues from the dark green robe, his identity as a Wilgi, and his ability to be invisible to the environment. However, this fragmented clue was beyond Gwen's grasp, even though there was already a clue in his mind.

The gradually recovering engineer Gwen William tried to think logically, but could only get fragmented words. This was also the first step for William to be accepted by the other Gwens - good, you are stupid too.

Do you want to call Cursed Blade over?

He thought, but decided to take out the script and take a peek first.

Open the script, and there are four words on the front:

【Today I touched it.】

"..."

Since feeding the script with magic power, the object's prediction accuracy and information accuracy have increased again, and it can slightly point to the questions I asked. But the only bad thing is that its spirit has also begun to revive.

This gave rise to things like code phobia. I basically coded three days a week, and the remaining four days I only worked about ten hours a day.

The only thing that can comfort yourself is:

After all, he works harder than Mao Deng.

"You can only rely on yourself, Gwen, show your character and perseverance. This is not a subject that relies on talent, you can do it!"

This is the knowledge that Curse Blade has always instilled in him, that is, learning criminal investigation does not require talent. Unlike the great detectives on the screen who have an idea, what real criminal investigation requires is an 'error-free' inspection.

, to put it simply, it is a systematic process, confirming the scope by crossing off a list one by one in your mind.

Gwen was prepared to do just that.

But then she discovered that Curse Blade was the kind of person who could play the piano even in his mother's womb, won a national award at the age of six, and went to Vienna at the age of ten. She thought talent was not important because this squirrel didn't even think about it.

I have talent!

Gwen collected all the clues like a normal detective, and this was the limit.

How to connect clues to clues for association is a crucial step. It requires endless association ability and the combination of ordinary light points with no bright spots. It is like the moment when the switch of a computer is lightly pressed.

Countless data, the current started to operate, the disk hummed slightly, and the power supply started to power after a sizzle. How could a mortal do this?

Mortals can't do it, and they can't put this extremely twisted Lego toy together despite racking their brains.

However, just when Gwen was determined to give up, the shadow behind her condensed.

He reflected it.

Another piece of trash?

Perhaps his wording was too harsh, as there is only one Yuanliji who can achieve invisibility in the environment, but on the other hand, it is very appropriate. Because it is not the Yuanliji who can do this, but '

"Pagan members" are those who believe in a certain sect wholeheartedly and gain superficial knowledge of source power, and obtain members of the cult for a certain period of time through a certain charging method.

He said in a disdainful tone that it was just the 'Three-Day Source Power User Experience Card'.

He held his right hand empty, his left hand gently placed on his wrist, and his soles were on the ground.

"I'm not your enemy."

A gloomy female voice behind her sounded like she was holding Ollie back.

There was no hostility and no action.

Buzz——

But Gwen still pulled out the lightsaber and flicked it lightly. None of the Utopians who appeared at this time were innocent. If they were killed by themselves, then it would be Utopia's fault. It would be their own fault for liking to stand behind others.

Although he didn't use all his strength, the sword was still as fast as lightning.

The beam of fire pulled out a ray of brilliance.

This woman's face flashed out.

Or rather the lower half of the face.

She wears a black butterfly mask on the upper half of her face. She wears a pure black bulletproof fiber jumpsuit, black high boots and leather gloves, and a coat composed of countless shadow butterflies.

A fiery red lightsaber appeared from the opponent's hand. The opponent held the sword with both hands in a very gentle movement and solemnly raised it forward.

boom--

Sizzle.

Sparks lit up the surrounding area.

Light sabers are much easier to wrestle than real swords. The source power can repel or attract each other. Although the lightsaber is a straight beam of light without a handguard, it seems that it is easy for someone to follow the sword.

The next slide chops off the hand, but in fact, experienced Source Force users using the lightsaber can temporarily create handguards by strengthening the adaptability of the Source Force, and the two swords can be tightened for wrestling like now.

Gwen's strength does not prevail.

Even if a person of his size has extreme power, he can't compare with others. Among people of the same size, except for Mihaila, who is an extremely rare power source, they are basically like Gwen.

Players who can't gain the upper hand even if they try their best.

but.

The point of contact between the flaming red lightsaber and the lightsaber slowly pressed down towards the woman.

Magic power is higher than source power.

The magic power obtained through countless efforts is two levels higher than the source power. In other words, if Gwen uses one point of magic power, the opponent must spend at least three points of source power to compete with it.

The fiery red light almost engulfed the opponent.

It could be seen that the lower half of the man's face was completely red. It was not caused by the light, but suppressed.

Gwen observed it for a second or two.

Buzz!

Withdrawing the sword, he jumped back lightly.

The silver string suddenly appeared and tightly bound the body of the woman in the butterfly mask.

The woman who had been suppressed did not feel the slightest unwillingness, but felt relieved.

"Mind Flayer, I am not your enemy."

She said solemnly. This time, she did not use the crooked Batman-like bass, but her original voice, which was a bit deep, a bit like a French accent. It rose slightly at first, and then became a smooth voice.

"My enemies will attack me from behind."

Gwen shook her hands and raised her head: "Give me a reason not to steal your heart."

Now he has become more and more skilled in using this trick.

"Because I can make up for the loss of Detective Lar. Please allow me to introduce myself a little. My name is Talos. I come from Ximu, a small township. Although I know that you are

The different trains are very interesting, but I still have to introduce myself first."

She spoke calmly and was not intimidated by Gwen's threat to steal her heart.

"Outsiders always call me Detective Talos, and I have been the opponent of Detective Lar in several carriages. His death is regrettable. He was an excellent opponent and was much more successful than me in business. Therefore,

The truth of his death fascinated me, and I came here knowing that this bloody night would last for dozens of days. As far as I know, you and Detective Curse Blade were the last people to have acted with him."

Talos's face was full of curiosity.

Even though he was bound by the silver string, this person's calm and calm temperament still made Gwen feel that he didn't seem to be controlling her.

So he touched the ground with his toes and hooked back.

Boom——

Like the sound of a steel string being tightened, Talos's body was strangled, and red marks began to appear.

"..."

Gwen no longer had a conversation with this smart man, but recalled Curse Blade's expression, showing a smile that said, "I'm convinced." At the same time, she stretched back the thin foot that controlled the silver string on the other person's body with curiosity.

You are smart? But I am crazy enough!



Feeling that the silver string on his body had reached a situation that could kill someone, Talos put aside his pretentious words and said in a hurried tone: "I have a way to identify the identity of the sneak attacker you killed.

, and provide an intelligence network that is more accurate than your Curse Blade Detective. I don’t ask for much, just an opportunity to record everything up close.”

"Record?"

"Well. As you know and see, I, Talos, am a detective, but my level of commercialization is far inferior to Lal." Her voice suddenly became a little excited, "If Lal is still alive, I have

There is a chance to recover him. But he is dead. You know, almost no one can defeat a dead man. If future generations talk about the most famous detective on the line from Ximu to Baimu, it will always be Talal."

"so?"

Gwen let go of the silver string, expressing a certain curiosity.

"So what do you want to do? Record this unsolved case and solve it to mock Detective Lal? The case that left him dead was solved by you?"

"Crack the case?"

Talos took off his mask, revealing a rather mournful face. At the same time, he asked in a sarcastic tone, "Lal must have said something unclear to you before he died?"

"Said."

"He's still pretending to be mysterious and asking you to leave here?"

"Yes."

"That's it!" Talos said excitedly, "He doesn't mean that he has no clue at all, he just said something vague. If he encounters misfortune rashly, and these stories spread later, there will be flatterers saying, 'Lal only took five minutes to

The answer was found, and it took Talos dozens of days to solve the case..."

"Isn't that true?" Gwen couldn't believe it.

"People don't care what the facts are. If a group of people wronged a good person and it turned out to be wrong, do you think they would be sorry? No, they would just blame the good person even more, 'Why are you not a bad person?' and thus conclude, 'You

Must be a bad guy' conclusion. For some touts, they don't care at all whether Lal himself is better than me, they only care about their sales and their readers!"

Talos's extreme attitude made Gwen immediately understand why Detective Lal had a better reputation than this one.

Lal is more like a storybook detective.

Talos, on the other hand, is extreme and doesn't have much respect for the dead. He thinks highly of himself and is easily jealous. He is more like a mortal.

Now let’s try this mortal.

He pointed to the two bodies on the ground.

"Prove it to me, if you are a very capable detective."

"a piece of cake."

Talos walked over and took out a pair of gloves from his pocket.


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