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"Please come back."
What a familiar rejection... Klein wiped his nose. It was no surprise that he got such a response last time, but he also discovered that Maria was actually a very considerate person. If it is explained carefully, she will probably agree. For such a serious kidnapping incident in the East District, it will definitely be beneficial for it to be exposed as soon as possible.
Klein was thinking about it, but Mike, the enthusiastic reporter, couldn't help himself and asked: "Why?"
"Ma'am, don't you care about the kidnapped people?"
"Of course I care." Maria said calmly, "Just because I care, I don't want reporters like you who know nothing to investigate and release these things casually. You can't imagine that they would do it just to ignore them. What kind of inhumane thing could Qing Guanxi do?"
Klein felt that he had found a breakthrough: "Madam, if you are willing to tell us these things clearly, I believe that as long as we understand the stakes involved, we will not release news at will."
"No comment."
Maria was very tight-lipped and unwilling to reveal any inside information. She drank up her coffee, packed the sandwich in the brown wrapping paper she picked up, then pushed the door open without looking back and quickly disappeared into the crowd.
"This lady is too unreasonable." Watching her leave, Mike couldn't help complaining to Klein, "Why didn't you choose to ask for help when you were in trouble, but suppressed the news? What on earth was she worried about?"
Klein didn't have much dislike for her. Instead, he felt very fond of her because she had been helped after her identity was discovered before.
Facing Mike's question, he smiled and said without caring too much: "Maybe this Miss Maria has her own solution. After all, she is the real party and relevant person, and this is the East District, and the situation is intricate. It is indeed not something that we two outsiders can easily intervene in.”
"I still don't understand it."
Mike shook his head, but did not delve deeper into the topic. The middle-aged and elderly man opposite silently ate the last bite of black bread and said to them with a serious expression: "Two kind-hearted reporters, I believe you." I say this for the sake of the people in the East District, but outside, those words about Miss Maria are absolutely not allowed to be said."
"Because Miss Maria is our patron saint. She is kind, enthusiastic and brave. People in the East District have received her assistance to a greater or lesser extent. We believe she can bring the girls back."
"Do you trust a...gang leader that much?" Mike organized his words, a little unbelievable, "Why don't you ask the church for help? And I had never heard of Maria before coming to the East District."
"The almshouses opened by major churches are a blessing from God, but Miss Mary is the bottom line that we can always believe in."
The middle-aged and elderly man laughed a few times, with a very gentle smile on his old face: "When I first met Miss Maria, she was not much older than my little Taylor. At that time, I was still a good person. Workers, wives and sons... I also watched her grow up. Miss Maria said she would help us back then, and now she still does what she says."
Mike scratched his pen on the notebook a few times without writing down these words. He found it very incredible that a person could surpass God's blessing and become the support in the hearts of the people of the East District.
Klein accepted this well. He noticed an old woman in her sixties standing on the street. Her clothes were tattered but relatively neat. She strolled slowly along the roadside and took a deep look at the cafe from time to time. direction. Seeing that the middle-aged and elderly man stopped talking, he spoke at the right time and brought the topic back to the interview: "I think we can find some more people to interview. Do you know the old woman wandering on the roadside? "
"This is also a poor man."
The former homeless man who carefully wrapped the remaining black bread and put it in his arms also noticed the old lady and sighed a few words: "She was said to have lived a pretty good life before. Her husband was a grain merchant and she had a very energetic child. , it’s a pity that she later went bankrupt, and her husband and child died not long after. She was different from us. Really, it can be seen at a glance... Hey, she shouldn’t be able to support it for long, unless she can go to the workhouse every time .”
As he listened, Mike's expression changed from calm to gloomy. He slowly exhaled and said: "I want to do an interview with her. Can you invite her for me? She can eat and drink whatever she wants here. What."
The middle-aged and elderly man didn't feel strange about this request. He just looked at Klein and Mike respectively, as if to say, you are indeed colleagues.
Mike looked at the middle-aged and elderly man next to him and said, "You seem to be familiar with this place? I would like to ask you to be our guide. How about 3 sulers a day? Sorry, I forgot to ask your name."
The middle-aged and elderly man shook his head quickly and said: "No, no, no, this is too much. I am at the dock. Many times, I only earn 1 sole a day."
"You can just call me Lao Kohler."
"Two soles, you deserve this." Mike concluded.
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"Great Angel of the Abyss... His Highness Edward Vaughn, I am too incompetent and may not be able to sacrifice Kapin's soul to you within the time you requested. I have asked the Aurora Society for help. If the Aurora Society refuses, then I I will try to sneak into Kapin's mansion alone tonight..."
This girl with the scar on her face is quite persistent. Probably because he was worried about irritating himself and hoped to get things done as soon as possible.
Edward held the tea cup, intending to be perfunctory, but considering that no matter how little it was, it was still a meal, she still responded: "Okay."
At this time, from the perspective of prayer, Edward noticed an extra soul that he had marked. However, in the entire Backlund and even Loen, there was only one special soul that she focused on, so she asked casually: "You Are there outsiders there?"
The girl with the scar on her face was stunned for a moment and became more cautious: "Yes, everything in the East District is invisible to you."
"I wonder which type of outsider you are talking about?"
"I'm not bored enough to look there all the time." Edward responded to the temptation in a gentle tone, and Maria felt a little relieved. "Imagine in your mind the new faces you'll see this year."
Maria hesitated for a second. It was not a good thing for the devil to peek into her mind. But she had no right to refuse, so she gritted her teeth and endured it, and began to recall the strangers she had seen in the past two days in her mind. Since she had just met Crane, the faces of Reporter Mike and Sherlock Moriarty quickly flashed through her mind.
With his signature gold-rimmed glasses and beard used for disguise, Edward had already suspected that it was Crane who appeared there, but when she saw Detective Moriarty's face, she quickly recognized him.
What was Klein doing there? The detective's daily investigation, his commission? Is it a coincidence, or has the matter in the East District already attracted attention?... By the way, there is also the "Black Emperor Card" that was inexplicably stolen. If it is really Klein Laien got the Blasphemy Card. Either he has a mid- to high-sequence companion, or he has a mid-to-high-sequence sealed object. Kaping’s matter involves mid-sequence, which happens to be a sufficient temptation...
She cut off the face and took it out separately, put it back into Maria's mind, and left a reminder: "You can ask him for help."
Who? Maria took a closer look and saw that it was one of the two reporters she met, and she was immediately stunned.
This... Admissor's prophecy said that my actions will have good results. Is this a turning point?
But is there anything special about this reporter? Is he a mid-level Beyonder? Why do I say I can ask him for help? Isn’t he just here for investigation? Maria’s head is full of questions. She wants to ask two more questions. sentence, but the Angel of the Abyss had finished her response, leaving her alone in a daze in the small temporary room.
Forget it, since the leader has given instructions, I will try again. Anyway, I will only be rejected at most.
As she thought, she got up, packed up the ceremony site and materials, looked at the window for a moment, and then returned to the cafe.
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"Bansi, city of disaster, descendant of the Medici family."
"City of Disaster chose to pollute the seat of the Medici family. Does this prove that the Red Angel was already polluted before its fall?"
"The word pollution is really weird. If you cannot completely control the source of matter, it will naturally be reversely eroded by the source of matter, but this phenomenon proves that the city of source of disaster has self-awareness. So Medici and the other two conquerors Together, being killed by Alistair Tudor is part of a way for her to get rid of the pollution, turn from light to darkness, and lurk in wait for the opportunity?"
The Declined King looked through the information and files in his hand, looking for the corresponding city on the topographic map of the land abandoned by the gods that corresponded to the teachings of the ancient Sun God. She had been interested there for a long time, and now she finally had the opportunity. She analyzed and thought calmly, without any need for guidance from others, and she pieced together the truth about Bansi Port in a conversation with herself.
"Oh, that's very likely to be the case. This is an act that is good for her. The premise is to pay for her life and start over. Adam, I have met Medici. She complained about her death, but she blamed it on herself for underestimating the enemy. You You didn’t tell her your plan, you didn’t communicate or comfort her, you just acted according to your own plan, it seems like you really only used her as a tool.”
"Amon, I want a more detailed topographic map."
Amon reluctantly put down the dismantled Maxim machine gun in his hand, took the drawings and pen to find a place nearby to draw.
Adam was idle for a while, and then he realized that the Decline King was speaking to him, so he pulled out the standard answer from his mind, and then answered with the standard compassionate expression and clear eyes of the original body: "This is a necessary sacrifice, everything It’s all for the sake of fighting the doomsday. If I discuss this with her, she might not agree because of her pride, even if it’s my order.”
"Should I laugh at your selfishness or her pride?"
The virtual personality Adam pretended not to hear it. Anyway, this was the standard answer set by the main body: "It's fine if she agrees, but if she doesn't agree, it will cost more twists and accidents... The pollution in the Disaster City will lead to disasters." , and now is not the time for Medici to return."
“The ‘Death Star’ is already walking on the earth. Not to mention that your planet is in danger, at least it is a candle in the wind. "
The God of Decline put down various documents and information, and walked slowly to Adam who was restrained in layers.
She moves gracefully and carries herself with authority. When the avatar met her eyes, he subconsciously clenched his fist.
The Outer God roared: "I'm very happy that even if you are just a subsidiary personality, an empty shell without a soul, you have learned to fear. Fear is an important part of a creature's understanding of the world. A life that lacks awe and a creature that is excessively afraid of reality, If you can't move forward and grow, which one are you?"
"That's all, don't be afraid of me, I don't plan to do anything yet."
"You collect information about the land abandoned by the gods." The avatar said in a deep voice, collecting information responsibly according to his own settings, even though he knew there was no chance of sending it back to the main body. "What do you want to do?"
The Declined King raised his head slightly, and his gaze quietly changed from level to condescending. She examined the virtual personality, and also examined the little bit of curiosity that belonged to him in the other person's heart. The light source from nowhere cast a shadow on her face, covering less than half of her face, but it made the faint smile at the corner of her mouth even more terrifying. That smile was harsh and cold, like a knife that could cut a person's neck.
"The God-forsaken place. When I saw that place up close for the first time, I was simply shocked by your creativity and imagination."
"It's so perfect, the never-ending night, the world of eternal despair, the slowly dying human beings with the hope of a savior. Apart from death, all that remains on the earth is unattainable illusions. They don't even have the daylight I can’t even imagine it, but I pray that you can save it.”
"Since the City of Disaster can escape through the mystical connection with Medici, then - if my source of essence leaks from the seal, there is no doubt that it will appear in the land abandoned by the gods."
"...You once said that you are hostile to the Earth because the Sefirot was seized and sealed by the Earth." Adam added, "Then after you find the Sefirot, will you choose to leave?"
"That's what I thought at first, but now I just hope that the earth and mankind will be destroyed soon. I hate it here very much."
The Declined King replied calmly: "Your human half body is unconscious. I can personally sneak into the God-Forsaken Land, re-establish contact with the source, and then turn the God-Forsaken Land into my "Desolate Country". "
"All creatures have been suffering since they were born... Living is just an illusion, life is not joyful, and death is not sad. Only the process is meaningful. If pain cannot bring about more beautiful destruction, then there is no need to use it to torture Life. But you have made them suffer for two thousand seven hundred and twenty-two years, and have done nothing but perpetuate worthless despair and embarrassment. Do you still want to refuse me some small salvation?"
TBC
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*There are too many rewards, and I can’t bear it in my conscience, so I’ll add more.
*If there are double updates in the future, it will be set at 6:30. (I guess there won’t be many opportunities for double updates, I’m worried about losing a few hairs...)
