Restricted Doomsday Syndrome Chapter 181: The misty world


181 Misty World

We chatted with Marseille for a while, only to realize that he was going to a cemetery not far away to visit his dead father. Sailing Novels ~ Reading Novels on the Internet [--

-] Free text update! (Qihang Novel ~ Online Reading Novel) As mentioned before, most of the mental hospital patients who died in the fire ten years ago have a tombstone in that cemetery, despite their remains or clothing. Not actually buried in that cemetery—this is a decision to express condolences and vigilance for the tragedy that year. Marseille’s father and mother are from the town, so there is indeed their real cemetery. Although Marseille stubbornly determined that his mother Irene did not die, he accepted the fact that his father had passed away because he had seen his father's body with his own eyes.

Although it was Irene who was diagnosed as terminally ill, her husband Munch died earlier than her.

When we asked if Sent was in the apartment, Marseilles regretfully told us that Sent had been dealing with official business outside of the country and had not yet come back from Ranwen.com, but he received the exact message. At the latest before sunset, Little Sent will return to the apartment to host the party. When Marseille knew that we were all the guests of Sent's banquet, Marseille seemed very happy.

"My brother Sent has kept in touch over the years, but his career is very busy. I haven't seen him for a long time. He has taken good care of me and has paid for my tuition and living expenses. I have always been very I want to thank him in person. I will graduate from high school next year and plan to find a job, but he insists that I go to university. I want to take this opportunity to talk to him.” Although Marseille seemed shy when facing strangers He is a young but not very introverted person, and he can quickly get along with the other person. After getting acquainted, he is more frank than ordinary people, and he doesn't shy away from talking about his own affairs.

"What do you want to do after graduation?" Although Engels and Sent didn't deal with it, they held a similar view on employment in Marseilles. "Now all high school students can do is physical work. Your body Not strong enough. Go to university, Marseille."

"I don't want to be like my father." Marseille said categorically, seemingly resisting, and his father's death left a deep shadow in his mind.

Seeing his persistent eyes, Engels knew that it was not easy to make this young man change his mind, and it was not a good time to debate this matter.

"Well, if this is your decision, maybe I can reserve a place for you at the police station." Engels pretended to ask seriously, "Do you want to be a policeman? Marseille."

"If I can't find a better job than this." Marseille laughed.

Engels and Jung decided to stroll around in the apartment before the banquet, anyway they would go in sooner or later. Although Engels had never visited after the apartment was built, he used to stay with his late mother in a mental hospital for a period of time. The reason why I have resisted stepping into this place over the years is that the sacrificial curse is just a pretext, and most of it is attributable to psychological factors. As for Jung, as a senior member of the Security Bureau, he will inevitably have to deal with these weird things, and naturally will not be constrained by rhetoric such as "entering the apartment and becoming a sacrifice".

Fu Jiang and I decided to accompany the cemetery in Marseille to see. Although I think that place is too conspicuous, it is unlikely that the secret altar will be built there, but it is always correct to make sure.

"This kid is bleeding his father's blood, and only a beloved woman can discipline him, just like Irene did to Munch..." After bidding farewell to Marseille, Engels quietly said this to Jung, and paused. Sighing: "I hope he is luckier than his father and can find a good woman who is different from him."

I have been thinking, does Marseille know the secret behind the fire? Do you know that Engels and his gang killed his parents? Judging from the performance of Marseille, he doesn't know much. But he has a good relationship with Sent, so why didn't Sent tell him? Also, what position did he stand and what role did he play in this incident?

I don't think the return of Marseille is just a coincidence.

Fu Jiang took the initiative to talk to Marseille, and tried to test how much he knew. I don't doubt her talents in this area, but she does not have too much news from Ranwen.com. Marseille doesn't even know as much as we know. His biggest fault is that after leaving his hometown, he often has some inexplicable dreams.

"At first I was frightened, thinking that something was wrong with me, but then I realized that it was a call." When Marseille talked about dreams, there was a trace of melancholy and sorrow in his eyes. Forcing myself to smile, "Have you seen the myth of Crusoe? Yes, Crusoe's call, but the psychologist said that it was the illusion of childhood memories and shadows twisted and deformed in time. But even so, it proves that at that time Something bad must have happened, right? I want to know what happened at that time. This question has been torturing me all the time, making me wonder if I am real."

I understand his feelings about the martial arts, the holy king, the creation of the sacred king, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the nineth heaven, the strongest, abandons the young, the Zhou royal family, the night kills the god, the **** seal, the throne, asks the devil, the world, the strongest, abandons the young The imperial clan of the Great Zhou Dynasty will kill the gods and imprint the throne of the night to kill the gods and seal the throne to be the strongest in the world. Like him, there was a vague blank in my memory. Even though I knew that it was a story in the doomsday illusion, even if I saw the diary I left behind, there was still a sense of illusion and unreality that entangled my soul. It is as if one's own perception, life and emotions are in a world where dreams and reality are confused. Am I real now? Is what I have encountered and is doing now happen in reality?

Sometimes I don’t even dare to think, if all this is just a child’s heroic dream...

I want to get rid of the fog that is entangled in this life, but in this fog, there are too many loves and hates, too many gains and losses, and I cannot get rid of it.

"Do you really want to know what happened when you were a kid?" I said to him, "Maybe, that would make you lose a lot of things."

A hesitant look appeared on Marseille's face, and I knew I had said it in his heart. But after a while, his answer was unexpectedly firm.

"Although I have not experienced much, it does not mean that I am a fool. When the psychiatrist tells me that those dreams are the shadows in my heart, I know that it is probably not a good thing. Maybe I can get it back. It will make my life messy, but I don’t want to live like this anymore.” Marseille stared at me with clear and bright eyes, “Children have to grow up, don’t they?”

"...What else can I say? Bless you, Marseille." I really want to say to him-no matter what trouble he has, he is welcome to come to me for help-but I still have no burning novels Wang said it, because I am not sure what kind of trouble he will encounter, and whether I can bear the predicament he is about to encounter. My shoulders are not strong enough to hold too many people on my shoulders. Although I am stronger than I was with Sakiya, Marceau alone has already made me feel bad.

I know that I cannot be a hero for everyone. Therefore, if you have a power, you can save one person. If you have a hundred power, you can save a hundred people.

But not only I am growing, the enemies are also striding forward.

The cemetery is built on a gentle hillside. There are no fences and gates. Except for a pebble path that runs through the cemetery, it is surrounded by lush woods. It can be said that you can enter from any direction. There are no trees in the cemetery, and the gravel and mud on the ground are tightly pressed, and many footprints can be seen after careful discrimination. Although there is no stone slab or cement laid by Ranwen, it is not conducive to the growth of plants, but occasionally vigorous weeds grow in a few places.

There are traces of someone taking care of it.

The tombstones are neatly arranged, each occupying an area of ​​less than two meters. There are many tombstones that do not have the name of the deceased clearly written on the Ranwen Novel Network, and even the epitaph is very similar. These are the tombstones of the deceased who lost relevant information in the fire, and there are many criminals and homeless people. At that time, computer management was not widely used, and all data files were stored in paper media, and once they were burned, it was difficult to retrieve them again.

As soon as we approached the cemetery, we found that there were already people inside. There is only one person, in a suit and leather shoes, wearing sunglasses, and dressed as a successful person, obviously not the cemetery manager. He was holding a bunch of black tulips in his arms, standing in front of the tombstone, seeming to be mourning, until we approached, we didn't have a look.

Fu Jiang and I did not have any surprises when we saw him. It is not uncommon for someone to sweep the grave. On the contrary, Marseille stared at each other with hesitation on our faces. After many years, Marseille can't remember where the tombstones of his relatives are. They can only rely on vague impressions, while checking the inscriptions, and walking all the way, only to find that Irene and Munch's tombstones are by the man's side.

Eileen and Munch were buried together. I don't seem to know who came to visit. The tombstone has been cleaned, and there is a bunch of purple tulips in front of the monument. And on the tombstone on the right hand side, the name "Sent" was clearly written. The mourning man was standing in front of Sent's tombstone, bending over to put the black tulip on it.

These looming connections all imply that this man who appears to be a successful person has an extraordinary relationship with the three buried here.

The man turned around. Even through the sunglasses, I still clearly felt the scrutiny gaze turning on the three of us, and finally fell on Marseille. He couldn't see his emotions, he, like Jung, had a stern face, like a rock hardened by wind and rain. When he took off his sunglasses, Marseille's body trembled slightly, bursting into excitement.

"Long time no see, Marseille." The man's low voice seemed to have been heard somewhere.

"Brother Sent." Marseille took a step forward and hugged him firmly.

Fu Jiang and I looked at each other. This man was indeed one of the key figures in this incident, Little Sent, the owner of the property right of the Peak Apartment.

Little Sent’s age is nearly twice as old as Marseilles, but from the outside, he is younger than his actual age, so when standing with Marseilles, he will not be criticized if he is a brother. . It's just the immaturity and youthfulness of the student brother who hasn't faded from Marseilles, which further brings out the calm temperament of that man.

Excluding age and temperament, Sent's appearance is similar to that of Marseille, but more handsome than Marseille. The hair was combed back neatly, smooth and shiny, leaving only a strand of dark purple hair stubbornly curled up in front of the forehead, obviously passing the hands of the stylist. A pair of eagle eyes are more majestic and sharp than ordinary people, with a tall nose, a pair of single-sided glasses, and a silver-white chain extending from the frame and hanging behind the head.

The buttons on the lining of the expensive and decent suit are all buttoned up to cover the Adam's apple, and the tie is meticulously tied, so tight that it is doubtful whether he can breathe. A pendant chain hangs outside the suit, swaying slightly with his movements, dazzling in the sun's rays, and the pendant is exactly the kind of deformed cross that has been seen on Irene and in nightmares.

Little Sent is so dignified to show his identity. There is no doubt that he inherited his father's business and became the spokesperson of the mysterious organization that may belong to the Mal Jones family.

When facing Marseille, he is like a perfect brother, intimate and kind. But when he turned his attention back to me and Fu Jiang, he changed back to the condescending master.

"Marseille, are these two new friends of yours?" Little Sent asked.

"Yes, this is Crowe, and Crowe’s fiancée, Miss Pete." Marseille knew nothing, and excitedly introduced us to Sent, "Crow is my friend, he Helped me a lot."

"Thank you two for taking care of Marseilles." Little Sent thanked him just like ordinary people, and said apologetically to Marseilles: "Forgive me, Marseille, I'm so busy, I haven't had time to visit you. "

"It's okay, I can understand."

"However, you are coming back at the right time this year, so just take it as a part-time job here. Help me here for a while. I will explain to the school so that I can make time." Little Sent was gentle. Looking at Marseille.

"No problem, I'm about to go out to work after graduating from high school." Masai outfit replied casually.

Sent's surprised expression seemed to prove to us before Marseille. He didn't want Marseille to suspend his studies after high school. However, he also noticed the stubbornness of Marseille's eyes and did not discuss this matter in depth here.

"I think we need to talk, I have overlooked too much of your business." Little Sent only said, "Now, do what you should do."

"Yes, we need to talk." Marseille pushed his glasses and looked back on his parents' tombstone.

"I think Marseille needs a bit of personal space." Fu Jiang hinted vaguely, taking a step forward with Marseille on his back. At the same time, I also launched a quick sweep, and instantly came to the back of Little Sent, using the top of the left wheel. On his waist. The appearance of Little Sent is really unexpected, but it also saves us trouble. Put it a day ago, maybe we still need to maintain a relationship with him, so as not to behave like a joke, but now, we are not dealing with a friendly gentleman.

I was behind young Sent, and I couldn't see the expression on his face, but I felt his body stiffen obviously. I paid attention to his wrist, and I didn't see the magic pattern. He may have been fighting for a long time, but it didn't seem to have gained extraordinary power. Mageweave messenger wants to use violence to deal with an ordinary person.

"Sorry, it seems that the wind direction has changed." I said softly in his ear.

Sent's body relaxes at this time, and I can feel his heartbeat, which has become steady from the previous sharp. As an ordinary person, this guy's mental state is really too good to be better.

"You're right." Little Sent's tone and actions were as natural as if he was threatened. He turned and led us to the side of the cemetery, "Come on, we will have something in common Topic."

We left the cemetery without any shelter, and entered the lush woods. We stopped until Marseille could not clearly see what was happening here.

"Okay, can you put that hard guy away? Don't worry, I won't yell like a mad dog, that doesn't fit my identity." Little Sent kept that noble and steady Said the temperament.

"Do you know who we are?" Fu Jiang asked.

"Of course, the Intelligence Bureau, right? Don't say these unnutritious words, you should know that I am the local snake here. We have our people in the town and the police station." Little Sent answered calmly.

His attitude makes us unable to determine whether he knows who we are secretly. Although the activity areas, power methods and organizational status are not the same, but they are also people involved in doomsday power. I don’t think they will not know the three most powerful doomsday organizations in the world today: Doomsday Truth, Cyberball and Black Nest. And the existence of the Chosen One. Perhaps it is today when the power of the doomsday has become more clear that it forced this mysterious organization to accelerate the pace of the Heavenly Gate Project.

The nightmare world produced by the Tianmen Plan through the sacrifice can greatly affect reality, but at the same time it limits the power of the Chosen. Even the magic pattern messenger, in the pure and incomplete spiritual world, is not stronger than ordinary people. too much. If the ritual is completed and they become the managers of that world, then even the three-pole magic pattern messenger with the enchantress will have almost no chance of winning.

Creating a dreamlike world ~ IndoMTL.com~ This kind of technology has not been developed by Ranwen Novel.

Although Ranwen Novel.com has never seen people of Doomsday Truth appear in the town, I also don’t think they are completely ignorant of what is happening here.

The position and attitude of the mysterious organization represented by Little Sent in the siege of the three doomsday organizations is worth pondering, and it is also the restriction that we cannot immediately break the situation.

"You know what we want." Fu Jiang said straightforwardly.

"I know, I know. But..." Little Sent said in a mocking tone: "There is no unprovoked gain in this world. I want to know what you can give?"

"No, we won't pay." I said, "At least not right now. Because you are in our hands, don't you?"

"It's really like a robber, do the people in the Intelligence Bureau do this?"

"Maybe." Fu Jiang just smiled.


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