Fangran still remembers the scene of getting eight pounds an hour from her on the first night she worked in the supermarket.
To me, who was penniless at the time, this serious and kind-looking supermarket supervisor was like an angel.
but,
In the dark night of the street when the crisis in the simulated scene was lifted, I saw this figure that should never appear in this 'London', standing quietly behind me at some point,
Fangran only felt a sense of extreme shock and disbelief at this moment.
"You...you are..."
"Oh my, my boy is really more capable than I thought..."
Ignoring Fangran's shock, 'Mrs. Isis', still dressed in supermarket work clothes, looked at the half-destroyed financial city in the aftermath of the starlight arrow with a praising chuckle,
When I heard this sentence, my eyes shrank,
I remembered that this was what she said to herself after she moved several boxes at a time when she was working. Although she didn't understand the language,
But that exact same tone of voice,
He always emphasized to the other party that the figure in front of him was not someone pretending to be.
Rather, it was the supervisor himself when I was working!
I can't feel any breath, as if the person standing in front of me is an ordinary person.
It is unimaginable that we were not in the ancient city of Rome, at the Mentor Base, in Paris, France, or during these night battle stages in the suburbs of England,
But at the beginning of this journey adventure, there was an unidentified person lurking beside him.
Fangran was speechless, with all kinds of guesses and thoughts mixed in his mind.
I could only stare at her with my eyes wide open.
"It is neither the ultimate power nor biological weapons. The power of almost everyone in this scene is gathered together, and they actually find a way to temporarily liberate their own abilities in an almost impossible situation."
Directly telling the truth about the artificial number being repulsed, the next second when Fangran clenched his hands and was shocked that she knew so clearly,
'Mrs. Isis' raised her hand and sighed to herself,
At the same time, the transparent barrier that overturned the financial city retracted, and the illusion of a mechanical dragon smashing into the ground emerged.
"He is still an amazing young man."
Then when Fangran saw this scene, he suddenly realized something and was stunned.
He suddenly thought that at the moment he raised the Moon Hunt and drew the bowstring, Ye Sheng and others were above Westminster. It was impossible that they could not see him with an A-level vision distance.
After waking up, when he heard Gou Yu say that he had not been exposed, he thought that 'Sharon' had used something to convince everyone that he had given control of his body to her and Ye Crow.
But now it seems,
It seemed that it was not what he imagined, but that the person in front of him concealed his appearance in the Financial City at that time.
Is she helping me...not an enemy?
This slowly dawned on me, and I understood why the other party could be in the simulation scene with the presence of the 20th Cavalry, but I still couldn't remember when there was such a person on my side.
All the tension and wariness dissipated, the palm holding the silver broken dragon tooth was slightly loosened, and Fangran just asked blankly:
"Who are you...?"
"In this incident..."
Hearing Fangran's question, 'Mrs. Isis' shook off her current appearance.
replaced by...
A young and handsome French man with brown hair, who only exudes a D-level aura, he still expresses himself with a harmless smile:
"I'm just an information dealer."
His eyes gradually became dull, and Fangran opened his mouth slightly.
Looking at the figure in front of me who was stunned by lime in Paris and has been tied up in the hotel room, and who was completely forgotten after the dance infiltration operation started,
"You...you are..."
"Although I have heard about that beautiful little girl a long time ago, I never thought that I would experience being electrocuted once, and when I went out to rescue you,"
"You're not worried about Candy's safety. Let me remind you. It's really..."
Talking about the green lemon, the young man chuckled. There was an obvious French accent in the young man's voice, and he continued to use Mrs. Isis's name for Tang Bing,
‘Luther’ shook his head helplessly and laughed,
As for Fangran, he already looked at him so sluggishly that he couldn't make a sound.
A 'Mrs. Isis' was enough to shock him. He never expected that the intelligence agent named 'Luther' they caught when they were targeted by a group of wanderers for wanted purposes.
It turned out to be an illusion.
From London to Paris....
So...he has actually been watching the actions of several of his people?
I couldn't believe this fact for a while, and I didn't understand why the other party would do this. When I was about to ask a difficult question,
Thoughts flashed through my mind!
The clues were connected in series, and Fangran subconsciously murmured in disbelief:
"You've been guiding me to find the Dark Energy Crystal...?"
If you think about it carefully, the appearance of Luther was the only influence, or effect, on yourself and Osphia at that time.
Just informed them of the information about the cult group,
In the underground mine outside Seine-Saint-Denis, they witnessed the dark side of the real world and encountered the second dark energy crystal unpreparedly.
In fact, he has long been aware of the association's actions to collect the dark side of reality and fill it with dark energy crystals, and has been secretly controlling the situation.
It is guiding myself to collect clues bit by bit and piece together the full picture of this plan!
The most direct evidence is,
'How do I know!'
‘I was on my way home from shopping for Mrs. Isis...’
It's him!?
Was he the one who allowed Calabash to be kidnapped to that manor!?
The young man in front of me guessed this directly. 'Luther' or 'Mrs. Isis' looked at him and smiled and said:
"That's right, although you gave me a lot of surprises along the way. For example, before I was thinking of a way to tell you that Candy was kidnapped,"
"You have already decided to stay and break into the manor alone to save me the effort of rescuing her."
This chapter is not over, please click on the next page to continue reading! "Also, you discovered my hiding place before I planned to leave any clues on those rogue cars,"
"This is indeed beyond my expectation. It seems that you have other magical abilities."
After receiving the other party's personal admission, Fangran found it even more difficult to believe it. Then he suddenly heard the figure in front of him change the topic:
"But compared to guidance..."
‘Luther’ once again lost his appearance, temperament, bones, appearance, voice, habits...
It can only be said to be a level of detail that gives an image a period of life.
He turned into an older, but very kind, Chinese gentleman. He still spoke in the narrow tone that he used to care about Fangran's life events:
"After all, I just gave you a hint of options."
Looking at the old man who bumped into me on the street corner in Rome and introduced me to the Colosseum,
Fangran now felt that he could only smile bitterly.
"From the beginning to the end, I never thought about interfering with your actions. You can choose not to save people, or you can choose to give up investigating the cult group,"
"You can even choose to return to China from the beginning, or leave before the attack breaks out that night."
There was no trace of a participant at all, and the figure with an old and friendly voice in front of him looked like a real old man, looking at Fang Ran and speaking gently, with admiration and joy in his eyes.
"But just like you didn't leave behind the girl who was just a burden when you were in the most dangerous time, after you figured out your decision, you have been taking action with the determination to prevent this incident,"
"Even if it has nothing to do with me, even if it has no benefit."
Then he waved away his figure again, and in the misty night, a red feather bone fan appeared in his hand.
"Although naive and immature, perhaps it is such pure and simple will that can bear the expectations of that gentleman..."
I thought it would be another figure I met inadvertently during the journey,
But this time,
Fangran only saw a carefree figure wearing an old Western windbreaker, a gentleman's hat that epitomized the period when foreign culture first entered China, and a soft smile on his face.
"Originally, it was just a request from a junior who owed a beauty debt where I was before, and as a member of the so-called same camp, I wanted to see how the person who was favored by both the witch and Yu Ye was doing,"
"But it really showed me something good."
"Now that I've finished speaking, I won't keep the next visitor waiting. Remember to go for a midnight tour when you have free time."
"Ha, but even if I didn't tell you, you would still find Xiao Linlang to arrange it..."
The Zhu Ling bone fan shuddered and closed, dazzling orange and beautiful sparks like maple leaves,
His figure disappeared like burning paper, disappearing from Fangran's eyes, leaving only the lingering sound of a chuckle.
"Well, farewell, young man."
And standing there, until the other party finally left, he was still in a daze.
On the dilapidated and unilluminated night streets of the Financial City, Fangran watched the imaginary orange flame finally disappear. Regarding what had just happened,
It's still like a dream, unreal.
He suddenly thought of something. He and Osfia were obviously wanted by the association, but from the beginning to the end, there was only one wave of wanderers.
Thinking about it now, I'm afraid they were all secretly stopped by this figure.
I realized that the people who helped me on this trip were not the only ones I and Gou Yu had mentioned before. It seemed that after a conversation with four people,
The other party's last remaining words of ancient rhyme lingered in my mind, as well as the mention of many names that I knew well.
Suddenly, I vaguely thought of the identity of this figure, and I smiled helplessly in gratitude.
Then Fangran noticed the details in his words before leaving,
Next visitor?
For a moment, Fangran was stunned for a moment when he heard the sound behind him that was probably the sound of a lady's heel hitting the ground.
Turning around slowly while holding the silver broken dragon tooth, he saw a figure that was probably the most perfect female figure in an era, with a mysterious and elegant smile.
The rich golden amber eyes were quietly lowered,
She gently lifted up the hem of her simple black and white maid skirt with both hands and saluted, her posture was exactly the same as that after the heavy rain in Milan a hundred years ago, and her tone was as unpredictable as ever:
