The Corpse Collector In Conan: Nine hundred and twenty-four [19th century London]
Those foreign "people" who look like little brothers look very durable.
At this point they were already on the ground. Surrounded by people with a gun, he was very wise and separated a distance from Matsuda Jinping, and said in a cold voice close to the machine: "Please wait where you are."
“…”
The appearance and design of the guns are clearly old-fashioned flintlocks. But regardless of the way of operation or recoil, it is similar to a semi-automatic pistol.
Matsuda Jinhei frowned and looked at the old-style guns that were more like works of art than weapons, and became more and more confused about the rules of this space.
After taking a few glances, he couldn't help but be attracted by the man with the gun. .
He looks at the group of "little brothers".
The sensitive senses of being a ghost tell it that these foreign men have a little ghost breath on their bodies.
But it's all very light, like a ghost is divided into countless pieces, and each little brother has a piece in it. And the "Professor Moriarty" just now is the biggest piece of it.
In addition, although the ingredients are very similar, from the perspective of breath, these fragments do not feel "alive", they are like artificially synthesized creations... To be precise, it is a bit like the inactivity after the obsession is achieved. The shikigami, but the level is higher than the shikigami.
However, there seems to be something wrong with using the word "active" to describe ghosts...
Jinpei Matsuda was briefly lost in thought.
Akimi Miyano went through a similar journey.
The two ghosts followed the contract and tried to pass on the observed situation to Jiang Xia.
Like when they first landed, those messages were just sent out, as if they were stuck in sticky muddy water, repelled and blocked by an unfamiliar space, unable to communicate.
But I don't know if it's an illusion. This time, the direction in which the contract is sent seems to be different from before.
……
Same time.
A few dozen meters away from the small building where the two ghosts are located.
When Noah was away.
A psychic who came looking for a ghost happened to break in.
Just now, Jiang Xia wrapped his body, and then just like a puppet he usually possessed, his consciousness came out of his body and plunged into the nearest machine.
With a violent whirlpool, he realized that he seemed to have succeeded.
……
It seems like a long time, but it also seems like a short moment.
The feeling of swimming along an unfamiliar pipe suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Xia found that he had "entity" again.
He opened his eyes and appeared on a shady, stony side street.
The surroundings look like London at the end of the 19th century, with a cloud of lead ash hanging in the sky, a heavy smog suspended in the air, and an unpleasant smell drifting away. There was a puddle of almost black water under his feet.
Jiang Xia retracted her toes that stepped on the water.
With his movements, a layer of water waves spread slowly. All phenomena and body sensations seemed to be exactly the same as the real world, and he seemed to have suddenly moved forward for more than a hundred years.
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 pattern space, this space uses more realistic frameworks.
"..." is nearly a hundred years ahead of the time travel-like "holographic game". It's the kind of thing...
……
Being busy looking for ghosts, Jiang Xia didn't think 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 its main body seems to be made of heavy stones. Several windows made of stained broken glass are sporadically inlaid on the walls.
In this dark and gloomy neighborhood, which seems to be sleeping before going to work, there is only that building, glowing with faint candlelight.
That seems to be the center of this space of consciousness.
"..." should be there.
Jiang Xia looked around for a moment, planning to find a ghost.
As soon as I took a step, my eyes suddenly twisted.
Following, a little reddish dark light gradually emerged from the originally dark eyes.
"...What are you excited about?" Jiang Xia stopped for a moment, and quickly continued forward as if nothing had happened. He spoke softly, as if talking to some annoying things that he couldn't see, "How many ghosts I lose, it doesn't matter Until you play..."
……
In the real world. Ghost mint smoke wafted, poured into the bedroom along the crack of the door, penetrated into the tattoo space left on the body, and finally replenished the soul continuously.
It doesn't take much murderous energy to deal with ghost thieves, but internal friction is quite necessary. The connection between the tattoo space and the psychic itself is much stronger than the connection between it and the ghosts. The murderous aura can still be transported, but the delay is a little higher.
Jiang Xia took a breath of murderous intent, and the strange red light in his eyes slowly faded away.
He settled down and walked to the small building where there is a high probability of hiding a ghost.
Just after taking two steps, the air in front of me suddenly rippled, as if hitting an invisible barrier.
Following, a text box-like thing appeared there: [Forbidden]
Jiang Xia was startled, turned his head and walked behind him.
[Access prohibited]
“…”
After a few seconds, after several attempts.
Jiang Xia discovered that this strange "air wall" is not only one side, but everywhere. Even the top of the head can be touched.
It's like an upside-down crystal fish tank. It's very unfriendly to lock guests in it, and it's "no authority" to go anywhere.
“…”
After a moment of silence, Jiang Xia turned his head and looked at the floor-to-ceiling windows of the coffee shop next to him~IndoMTL.com~ He looked at himself in the mirror and said skillfully: "Do you think there is a paradise in this world?"
……
The other side.
Noah, who dived into the real world, didn't know that there were uninvited guests mixed in "home".
He followed the same path as Miyano Akemi and Matsuda Jinhei came, and returned the same way.
Originally, he planned to enter the body of the famous detective and use this "borrowed" body to save people-even the fastest route to intercept Sindora, he had already planned, and he just had to move forward.
However, in the next second, Noah, who was full of expectations, plunged into the air.
Noah: "...?"
…What about the body? !
His consciousness was caught in the space, and his body should still stay in place...
……
The conscious body with the addition of information flow cannot stay in the real space for too long.
Noah couldn't find his body, so he had to rely on his intuition again, gritted his teeth and rushed towards the corner, trying to see if Jiang Xia's body was after his soul was taken away, and he took a few steps forward by inertia.
However, the corridor was empty, and there was no Jiang Xia at all.
Two seconds later, the consciousness disintegrated in the air unwillingly.
……
Noah is forced to retreat into his space of consciousness.
In its eyes, the data flashed like a long river, collecting and backtracking the data in the museum, especially the cameras in several key passages nearby.
Several pieces of footage captured Jiang Xia's figure and quickly stitched together a complete message.
Noah looked at the picture, and after he "snatched away the conscious body", he steadily left the body that was obviously controlled by someone, and his thinking was stuck for a while.
"..." How could this be?
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