The Corpse Collector In Conan Chapter 924: London in the 19th century
Those foreign "people" who look like younger brothers seem to be very resistant.
At this point they have already got up from the ground. . . Surrounded by a gun in one hand, the staff kept a distance from Matsuda Jinpei and said in a cold voice close to the machine: "Please wait where you are."
“…”
The appearance and design of the gun is obviously an old-fashioned flintlock. But regardless of the mode of operation or recoil, they are similar to semi-automatic pistols.
Matsuda Jinpei frowned and looked at those old-fashioned guns that looked more like works of art than weapons, and became more and more puzzled about the rules of this space.
After a few glances, he couldn't help being attracted by the man with the gun.
He looked at this group of "little brothers".
As a ghost, the spiritual sensor told it that these foreign men all had a little ghost aura on their bodies.
But all of them are very light, like a ghost being divided into countless pieces, and each little brother puts a piece in it. And the "Professor Moriarty" just now is the biggest piece of it.
In addition, although the ingredients are very similar, judging from the breath, none of these fragments feel "alive". Shikigami, but on a higher level than the shikigami.
However, there seems to be something wrong with using the word "active" to describe ghosts...
Matsuda Jinpei was briefly lost in thought.
Miyano Akemi also experienced a similar mental journey.
The two ghosts followed the bond of contract and tried to pass on the observed situation to Jiang Xia.
The same as when they first landed, those messages were just sent out, as if they were stuck in thick muddy water, blocked by strange space repulsion, unable to communicate.
But I don't know if it's an illusion. This time, the direction of the contract seems to be different from before.
…
At the same time.
It is tens of meters away from the small building where the two ghosts are located.
When Noah is not at home.
A psychic who came to look for ghosts happened to break in.
Just now, Jiang Xia wrapped up her body, and then, like a puppet possessed in ordinary times, her consciousness came out of her body and plunged into the nearest machine.
Following a violent whirl like being caught in a vortex, he realized that he seemed to have succeeded.
…
It seems like a long time has passed, but it also seems like a short moment.
The feeling of swimming along an unfamiliar pipeline suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Xia found that she had a "entity" again.
He opened his eyes and appeared on a shady stone alley.
The surroundings are like London at the end of the nineteenth century, with leaden clouds hanging in the sky, heavy smog hanging in the air, and a depressing and unpleasant smell floating around. There is still a puddle of almost black water under the feet.
Jiang Xia withdrew her toes that stepped on the stagnant water.
With his movements, a layer of water waves slowly spread. All phenomena and physical sensations seemed to be exactly the same as the real world, and he seemed to have moved forward for more than a hundred years suddenly.
But no matter how realistic the environment looks, Jiang Xia knows it very well.
—This is not the real world.
It is more similar to the consciousness space like the tattoo space. However, compared with the tattoo space, this space uses more frames in reality.
"..." is nearly a hundred years ahead of the "holographic game" like time travel. It turned out to be something like this...
…
Also busy looking for ghosts, Jiang Xia didn't think too much about it.
He looked around, and his eyes quickly fell to the other side of Stone Street.
——At the end of the street, there is a small building in the style of a church. It has white walls and pointed tiles, and the main body seems to be made of heavy stones. Several windows made of colored broken glass are sporadically inlaid on the wall.
In this dark and gloomy neighborhood, as if sleeping before going to work, only that building was glowing with faint candlelight.
There seems to be the center of this conscious space.
The "..." should be there.
Jiang Xia looked at it for a moment, planning to find a ghost.
As soon as he took a step, his eyes suddenly twisted.
Following that, a reddish dim light gradually appeared in the originally pitch-black eyes.
"...What are you excited about?" Jiang Xia paused for a moment, and quickly continued to move forward as if nothing had happened. It's time for you to play..."
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In the real world. The ghost mint smoke drifted, poured into the bedroom along the crack of the door, entered the tattoo space left on the body, and finally replenished the soul continuously.
It doesn't take much murderous aura to deal with ghost robbers, but internal friction is quite necessary. The connection between the tattoo space and the psychic himself is much stronger than the connection between it and the ghosts. The murderous aura can still be transported, but the delay is a bit higher.
Jiang Xia took a breath of murderous intent, and the strange red light in his eyes slowly faded away.
He collected himself, and walked towards the small building where there was a high probability of hiding ghosts.
Just after taking two steps, the air in front of him suddenly rippled, as if it had hit some invisible barrier.
Following that, something like a text box appeared: [Forbidden]
Jiang Xia was taken aback, then turned around and walked behind.
[Access forbidden]
“…”
After a few seconds, after several trials.
Jiang Xia discovered that this strange "air wall" is not only on one side, but everywhere. Even the top of the head can be touched.
It is like an upside-down crystal fish tank, which locks guests in very unfriendlyly, and there is "no authority" to go anywhere.
“…”
After a moment of silence, Jiang Xia turned her head and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop next to her.
He stared at himself in the mirror, and said skillfully: "Do you think there is a paradise in this world?"
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The other side.
Noah, who sneaked into the real world, didn't know that there were uninvited guests in his "home".
He followed the path that Miyano Akemi and Matsuda Jinpei had come, and returned the same way.
Originally planned to enter the body of a detective and use this "borrowed" body to save people - even the fastest route to intercept Syndora, he has already planned, and he just needs to move forward.
However, in the next second, Noah, full of expectations, plunged into the air.
Noah: "...?"
What about the body? !
Consciousness has been caught into the space by him, the body should still be stuck in place...
…
The conscious body under the bonus of information flow cannot stay in the real space for too long.
Noah didn't find his body, so he had to rely on his intuition~IndoMTL.com~ He gritted his teeth and rushed to the corner for a while, wanting to see if it was Jiang Xia's body who walked forward a few times by inertia after his soul was captured. step.
However, the corridor was empty, and there was no sign of Jiang Xia at all.
Two seconds later, the conscious body collapsed unwillingly in the air.
…
Noah was forced to retreat into its consciousness space.
In its eyes, the data flashed like a long river, mobilizing and retrieving the data in the museum, especially the cameras in several key passages around here.
Jiang Xia's figure was captured in several sections of footage, which were quickly stitched together into a complete message.
Noah looked at the screen, after being "captured by the conscious body", he was steadily leaving the body, which was obviously still controlled by someone, and his mind froze for a moment.
"..." How could this be?
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