The Whispering Verses Chapter 934: White Holy Tree

"Oh, detective, what are you going to do?"

Mr. Jims was so frightened that he almost stood up. Shade hurriedly comforted him:

"Don't worry, I have a gun permit."

As he spoke, he actually took out his ID.

"Detective, do you think this is what I care about?"

Mr. Jims asked in horror, and then looked at Dr. Schneider, but the doctor shrugged:

"He really is a legal gun owner."

Shade had already taken out a bullet at this time, put it in his palm and motioned for Mr. Jims to check:

"Look, this is a real bullet."

He opened the wheel of [Gun of Kindness] and asked Mr. Jims to confirm that there was nothing in the six bullet chambers. Then, Shade pressed the bullet into one of the bullet nests, and then clicked the wheel back into place. Turn the wheel at will to rotate until the three of them can no longer confirm the location of the bullet just now.

Hitting the hammer with his thumb, Shade put the revolver on the table, and then pushed it to Mr. Jims who was standing aside.

The thin middle-aged man looked at Sha De as if he were a madman:

"Detective, I just want to treat my mental illness. Not that if the illness is not cured, it will only affect my quality of life. But if I am unlucky and fire the right gun, I will lose my life." ”

"So, this is what it's really about, putting yourself in danger. There's a five-in-six chance that nothing will happen to you, but the moment you pull the trigger, that feeling of imminent death, the memories of the past - The feeling that comes to my mind may wash away the illusion of facing a fatal crisis at any time."

Shad said, Mr. Jims was really moved for a moment, but immediately shook his head:

"Oh, I must be really crazy, and I was almost persuaded by you. Detective, I admit that your statement has some truth, but this is too risky, no, I will never do this."

"Xia De, it is better to be more conservative in treatment methods."

Dr. Schneider also said cautiously that he actually knew which gun Shade was carrying.

"Okay then."

Shad reached out and picked up the gun on the table. Because it was already ready for activation, Mr. Jims, who was sitting opposite him, carefully avoided the muzzle of the gun

"Detective, be careful of fire!"

Mr. Jims carefully leaned back.

"My gun won't go off."

As Shade spoke, he pointed the gun at his chest

Click~

At the moment when he pulled the trigger, Mr. Jims' body trembled obviously, and he immediately realized that the detective was very lucky.

"Oh, Dr. Schneider, your detective friend, I admit this method sounds effective, but for the sake of my heart, Detective, put the gun away. No, please wait."

The middle-aged man took a deep breath and actually extended his hand to Xia De. Shade raised his eyebrows in surprise and put the gun into his hand. Mr. Jims pushed down the battering ram and pointed the muzzle of the gun at the back of his left hand.

"This is courage."

Dr. Schneider admired softly from the side.

The accountant took a few more deep breaths, then closed his eyes and tilted his head to the right, and finally aimed at the back of his hand and pulled the trigger

Click~

The bullet also failed to fire, and Mr. Jims, who was gasping for air, opened his eyes and actually had a smile on his face:

"This, this is really interesting."

He handed the pistol to Shade, and Shade noticed that his hands were sweating.

"Do you still feel like you are in danger now?"

Dr. Schneider immediately asked dutifully.

"Yes."

Mr. Jims said, picked up the wine glass and took a big sip, and emphasized:

"Although there is still a sense of danger, the detective's proposal is effective and the sense of danger is obviously much less."

Shad made no comment. When he took back the pistol, he touched Mr. Jims' hand and found that there were very faint traces of the miracle element on the other person's body. The mark was almost imperceptible, probably the same as just walking out of the church.

"Which **** do you believe in?"

Shad asked as he put the gun back into his gun bag. Mr. Jims actually hesitated for a moment, and then said softly:

"Oak God, [White Holy Tree]."

"Huh?"

Dr. Schneider showed a surprised expression, and Shade also frowned slightly.

Now in the Sixth Age, although most mortals in the material world believe in the five righteous gods, and a small number of mortals believe in evil gods, there are indeed a very small number of groups who still believe in the departed old gods. The number of these groups is very small, and these people generally do not actively disclose their beliefs.

The [White Holy Tree] mentioned by Mr. Jims is an old **** who is not well known. In addition to being called the "Oak God", it is also known as the "Lucky Tree" and is said to bring good luck to people.

"Mr. Jims, why didn't you tell me this?"

Dr. Schneider put down his pen and asked with a serious expression.

"This shouldn't have anything to do with my problem, right?"

Mr. Jims asked rhetorically.

"But"

"Mr. Jims, is this a family belief?"

Xia De interrupted the doctor, so the doctor did not ask any more questions. He could see that Sha De seemed to have seen something.

"Yes, my father, grandfather, and great-grandfather have always believed in the great one."

Mr. Jims said piously, drawing a tree-shaped holy symbol on his chest.

"Do you have any sacred objects passed down from your family? For example, a holy symbol or a statue of a god?"

Shad continued to ask, and Mr. Jims hesitated, obviously not wanting to say anything. But since he hasn't spoken yet, it means the answer in itself.

This matter is most likely not a psychological problem, but the extraordinary items related to the old **** [White Holy Tree] inherited by Mr. Jims' family, reminding him that he will really encounter a fatal danger recently.

Although the gods have left, magical items containing the power of the old gods may still be effective even if they do not transform into relics. As for why it suddenly came into play in Mr. Jims's generation, the item was probably on the verge of complete destruction. This was the last force.

"The Old God [White Holy Tree] is also known as the Lucky Tree. In other words, that item has a glimpse of destiny. Mr. Jims will really encounter a fatal crisis in the near future. The sense of crisis is getting more and more Strong means danger is getting closer."

As Shade was thinking, Dr. Schneider on the side suddenly raised his hand and waved it in front of Mr. Jims. The middle-aged man's eyes immediately became dazed, and then he closed his eyes and lay on the table.

"He fell asleep temporarily."

The doctor said that the three of them were in a remote corner, and no one was paying attention. He lowered his voice and asked:

"Mr. Jims has something special on him?"

"It's not on you, it should be in your luggage."

Otherwise Shade would have sensed it long ago:

"That item is not important. The problem now is, doctor, your patient may really be in fatal danger recently, but we don't know the specific time."

Dr. Schneider nodded slowly and picked up his wine glass with some annoyance:

"I'm just his psychiatrist, not his bodyguard. I can't be by his side to protect him all the time. If your analysis is correct, then no one can help him, and he can only face his upcoming fate by himself."

Both of them closed their mouths and looked at the middle-aged man sleeping on the table. Ring Warlocks can fight against immediate dangers, and there is no good way for them to deal with unknown dangers in the future.

"However, since it is a danger detected by a suspected magical item, there is a high probability that it is also related to the mystery."

The doctor added that he has more experience than the outsider who has only been a ring warlock for half a year:

"In my opinion, there is a high probability that this gentleman will die in the future when the relics get out of control."

"Then we can't help him even more. I met a man at Fort Midhill in the autumn who was predicted to die of a brain disease during the first snowfall. In order to avoid his fate, the guy actually It hit my hand and I understood a long time ago that if you try to play with fate, you will definitely be tricked by fate."

Xia De said it categorically because he had received an impressive lesson. The doctor sighed helplessly. Both Shade and Doctor Schneider were willing to lend a helping hand if they could help him. But the problem now is that they are powerless.

"Let me charge less for medical treatment."

The blue-eyed psychiatrist finally gave the conclusion:

"May the God he believes in protect him. Sometimes, people really shouldn't know their fate in advance."

Shad sighed and said no more, while the doctor prepared to perform a short period of rapid dreaming to modify Mr. Jims' memory before he fell asleep to prevent him from seeing the clues. Later, they will check what is in the room where Mr. Jims lives, but even if they really find magical items with the power of the old gods, it will not help to resolve the danger that Mr. Jims will face.

It is very simple for ordinary people to fall asleep. There are materials in the doctor's briefcase, and it can be completed in a few minutes with a little arrangement.

While the doctor was preparing, Shade held the wine glass and looked in the direction of the stairs to prevent anyone from noticing what was happening here.

But by such a coincidence, the doctor had just started to prepare. When no one came for half an hour, two people actually walked up to the stairs on the second floor.

One of them was wearing a turban and had dark skin. He was Mr. Alan Madison, the leader of the local correspondence circulatory group at Serkses Higher Medical School. Following him upstairs was a young girl, wearing a floral skirt, with her long pale blond hair simply **** and hanging behind her head.

Shad had never seen that face before. He thought it was another local correspondence ring magician from Serkeses Higher Medical School, but then he realized:

"Is that so"

【Marguerite Anjou】

Shad and Dr. Schneider were sitting in a very remote corner. They could be seen from the stairs, but the two people who climbed to the second floor did not notice Shad and the others immediately.

In addition to the poor lighting, it was also because after Mr. Madison and Princess Margaret arrived on the second floor, they walked to the other side of the second floor and looked at the man sitting alone at the table drinking. middle aged woman.

Shad looked at the woman again, and then saw the woman taking off her own head, taking out the peanut stuck in her throat, then putting her head back on her neck and continuing to sit and drink alone.

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ps: There is so little in this chapter. Is the story boring? (covering face)