Luben was imprisoned in a cave and ate rats for half a year. He suffered from malnutrition and parasites and had to stay in the hospital to recuperate.
Wait until he goes to sleep.
Marco took Dean back to a warehouse near his home alone overnight.
The dim light illuminated a space that was as big as the living room on the first floor, but it was surrounded by various discarded furniture, electrical appliances and other debris, making it look a bit crowded. Some large objects were covered with dark canvas because they had not been cleaned for a long time. There was a thick layer of dust on the surface.
"Marco, are you sure Luben put the precious collection of the family ancestors in this place?" Dean fanned the dust in front of his nose, and then patted away a trace of crystal cobwebs in his hair, feeling an uneasy feeling in his heart. Wonderful feeling.
"I'm making you laugh. Those collections are really not used on weekdays, so the books are kept in the old warehouse." Marco smiled awkwardly, "But don't worry, if you are not satisfied after reading it, you can still choose ten Ten thousand U.S. dollars."
"Let me think about it, where is the thing?" The old man looked around, and soon his eyes lit up. He stepped over a chair that had been overturned and walked straight to a large canvas-covered object on his left. He stretched out his hand and pulled it. The glass showcase is revealed.
This cabinet is made of pine wood. There are three upper and lower shelves in the glass cabinet door. The shape is elegant and delicate, but the surface is a little dull because it has not been used for a long time.
Dean leaned over to take a look.
There are collections on the three-level display racks, and on the top is an old-fashioned pistol with a barrel sleeve that shines with metallic luster and a solid black grip.
The middle layer is an old book.
There is a black pen on the lower level.
Dean was first attracted to the gun.
In terms of shape alone, it is full of the atmosphere of the late 19th and early 20th centuries. The edges and corners are not so sharp. And because the recoil spring is on the top, the barrel is on the bottom, and there is no hammer structure, it is a bit weird compared to modern automatic pistols.
"I used to have more than a dozen collections at home, but most of them were slowly disposed of by my mother. Only the last three are left. Please allow me to introduce them to you. The gun on the top is a Browning M1900 7.65mm Pistol," a flash of memory flashed across Marco's face, "the weapon my father used to defend himself when he was young."
Dean's head moved. This gun was exactly what Yi Gun Er Ma San Hua was talking about. It was closely related to his usual Colt M1911A1, and could almost be regarded as the latter's ancestor.
"It is the world's first automatic pistol with a sleeve. It has strong concealment, low failure rate, and can shoot continuously. Many assassinations that shocked the world in the past few decades have the shadow of this gun..." Marco introduced. Said, "It is also called the assassination envoy."
In fact, the M1900's successor, the M1910, caused the world-famous Sarajevo incident.
"This is your father's favorite gun. How many years does it have to be?" Dean asked,
"It's been almost 60 years since my father bought it." Marco thought for a moment, "I oil it and change the desiccant every few years, so it's still in good condition."
"This kind of preservation method is not proper, but the condition of this Browning M1900 is very new," Dean stared at the gun and asked expectantly, "Is there something unusual about it?"
Marco shook his head and laughed, "I have also used it to practice shooting. To be honest, the power and range are no different from other firearms of the same model. It is just that it is very easy to use and has never had any problems such as jamming."
"But I clearly remember that when my father was still alive, he once jokingly told me that ordinary people can't exert its true power." Marco opened the collection cabinet, took out the pistol and handed it over, "Why don't you give it a try, Detective Your Excellency, you may be able to discover its secret."
"I'm just an ordinary person," Dean held the handle of the gun and rubbed it. It was slightly cold and he could feel the wet gun oil. The size fit right in his palm, but the weight was almost half of the M1911A1, making it very light.
"Ordinary people can't defeat that monster, let alone pull Luben out from under the bridge," Marco suddenly interrupted with a curious light in his eyes.
Dean looked stern.
During this investigation, his mimicry, shadow of the past, and various special abilities were exposed to Marco and his son.
Once the two of them talk it out——
The next second, Dean raised his right hand, the muzzle of the M1900 was placed in the center of the old man's forehead, and his index finger pressed on the trigger.
The old man's eyelids twitched and he pretended to smile calmly.
"There are no bullets in the gun. And you saved my Luben's life. I will never reveal your secret to anyone in retaliation, and the same goes for Luben!"
The old man spat and swore,
"I swear on the honor of the Van Helsing family. I swear to God that if there is any violation, our family will have no descendants."
Dean stared at him for ten seconds, his expression changing.
After a moment, he shook his head and smiled, took back the gun, and patted the collar of the old man's coat.
"Man, I was just joking, I don't usually hurt innocent people."
Dean said meaningfully,
"Besides, I have nothing to worry about. My little magic is nothing compared to your son Luben's superpowers."
"Think about it, if the words written in the road book become reality, can this ability be used to cure diseases or copy priceless items?"
"Once Luben's secret is leaked, guess what will happen to him?"
"Imprisoned by the American government, dissected and studied?"
"Or will you be captured by a wealthy technology company and work as a coolie for the rest of your life?"
Dean is just alarmist. The power of turning fantasy into reality is so powerful. If it could be used at will, the Van Helsing family would have ruled the world long ago.
But no, there are extremely severe limitations to this ability.
Marco didn't know the details, so his face gradually turned pale when he heard it, and he clenched his fists, and his worry was palpable.
"Man, you not only have to keep a secret for me, but you also have to keep it a secret for Lu Ben."
Dean patted his shoulder and suddenly felt a short sting in the palm of his right hand holding the gun.
"hiss-"
He bared his teeth and suddenly found that his palm was scratched by something sharp on the gun shell. A trace of blood flowed out unknowingly, covering the metallic gun body.
Dean felt an intuition arise spontaneously, this gun was sucking his blood...
At the same time, a large piece of information was filled into his mind in a very strange way.
Gun name: Browning M1900/blood and soul (blood and soul)
Overall gun length: 162.5mm
Total gun mass: 615g
Fantasy Transformation Features:
1. Sturdy: waterproof, fire-resistant, corrosion-resistant, abrasion-resistant...can be used normally under most extreme conditions, and can absorb the owner's energy to spontaneously repair damage.
2. Versatility: Don’t be deceived by its old and backward appearance. In addition to the .32 automatic pistol ammunition accommodated by the regular M1900, this gun can also accommodate all types of pistol ammunition in the past and future, but it cannot be modified to any extent. .
3. Assassination Envoy: The magazine capacity is expanded to 20 rounds, and most of the recoil and firing sound are reduced when shooting.
4. Extra shooting mode:
Spirit bullet: Add mental power to the ammunition when shooting. After being fired, it will cause additional damage to the spirit body, especially to restrain energy and telekinesis barriers.
Tracking bullets: Extra blood is consumed when shooting, leaving a mark after damaging the target. The user can sense the target's position and track it within a certain period of time, but this mode does not provide power bonus.
5. Blood Will: It can remember the breath of killing. The more creatures of the same type it hunts, the easier it is to hit its weak points.
Note 1:
Blood and Soul is one of Johnny Van Helsing's favorite guns. He carries it with him everywhere, cleans it and maintains it. Under his extraordinary imagination over the years, some of his fantasy designs have become a reality.
Blood and soul thus possess all kinds of incredible powers.
Note 2:
Only members of the Van Helsing family, or those approved by the family, and whose mental and physical fitness are not less than 15, can exert the true power of this gun.
The gun cannot harm members of the Van Helsing family.
Current holder: Dean Lue.
Inscription - The blood of monsters and the souls of evil spirits, mixed into a glass of gin, to this damn law of convergence.
My dear descendants, when you really pick up this gun, it means that danger will continue to approach, leaving you with no peace.
It's time to set off and embark on this road of no return alone.
…
"Why are your hands bleeding?" Marco exclaimed, "Find something to bandage."
"It's a small problem, it doesn't matter." Dean shook his head and refused, staring at the "blood and soul" in his hand, the excitement in his eyes solemnly intertwined.
A supernatural weapon appeared in front of him inadvertently.
Trinity.
It can not only deal with ghosts, but also be loaded with all pistol ammunition to increase the lethality, and also has tracking effects.
If you can get it, Dean will make a lot of money!
Dean held up the gun with both hands, aimed at the dim light in the distance with the crosshair, and lightly pulled the trigger to make a standard aiming and shooting posture. But now was obviously not the place, so he could only put the gun aside temporarily.
"Do you like this M1900?"
"I feel very comfortable."
Dean couldn't wait to try shooting .44 Magnum bullets with this humble pistol. What would it be like?
Marco nodded, touched the beard on his upper lip, and changed the topic, "But man, I really can't figure it out. Lu Ben was obviously just an ordinary person for more than thirty years and never showed any unusual talents. Why? Super powers will suddenly awaken.”
"Perhaps it has something to do with his long-term obsession with writing. The long period of high concentration inspired the special potential in his blood."
Dean made an assumption, turned to the old book on the second floor of the pine cabinet, and took it out.
As soon as I bought Dean, I could clearly feel that it was different from ordinary paper. It was smoother, tougher, and had a leathery texture.
In addition, it is very thin, with only a few dozen pages in total. It is slightly yellowed and has a sense of aging.
"This is a picture album made of vellum. It has a history of at least two or three hundred years. It is considered an antique," Marco said at the side. "The collection value is not low."
Dean opened the first page, and a yellowed picture came into view.
A human figure with slender limbs, whose gender could not be identified, was wearing a tight-fitting garment that looked like it was made of cotton and hung down to the knees, with a piece of cloth draped over his shoulders. He was sitting cross-legged on the ground with his eyes closed, looking up to the sun in the sky.
Oh, it's probably not the sun, it's a red elliptical sphere.
"Isn't this Red Dragon Meditation? But it lacks most of the details of movements and breathing compared to my skills. It is considered an incomplete version of meditation."
"Did you see something?" Marco noticed his expression,
"This is a special exercise method." Dean put down the book and looked at the old man, "Have you or Lu Ben tried following the movements in the book before?"
"Even if I break my waist, I still wouldn't be able to do such an outrageous move." Marco shook his head as he looked at one of the pictures with his hands on the ground and his body standing sideways in a highly difficult position. "Besides, my mother did it a long time ago when she was still alive. I have been warned repeatedly not to practice on this out of curiosity."
Dean raised his eyebrows and put down the book temporarily.
He took out the third collection item, that mediocre pen.
"The pen that my grandfather used to sign documents is more than eighty years old and is still in good condition." Marco said with emotion as he opened the pen barrel to reveal a piston. "For several years, I used this pen in the clinic. A pen, I'm sure it doesn't have the ability to write."
"Really?" Dean asked him for some ink, sucked it into the pen, found a piece of white paper at random, and wrote a few descriptions of the situation:
For example, a mouse suddenly emerged from the attic where they were, and a breeze blew.
For example, the light in the attic flickered and completely broke.
But after waiting for ten minutes, there was no response.
Then Dean, who did not believe in evil, put his injured hand to the tip of the pen, dipped it in a trace of blood, and rewrote it.
But it had no effect, and this time there was no such magical mental description of the Browning M1900.
Dean put down the pen hesitantly. Maybe he didn't have Van Helsing blood, so this thing didn't appeal to him.
"Marco, I've finished my selection. I decided to take this M1900 with me."
"You can take it away at any time, but can I ask you a question. Are there supernatural elements in this collection?" Seeing Dean's hesitation, Marco immediately assured, "In any case, they already belong to you. There is no way I can Go back on your word and get it back."
Upon hearing this, Dean readily pointed out some of the anomalies in the M1900.
Marco looked stunned after hearing this.
"This gun is my father Johnny's sidearm, so you mean he is a superpower? But how is that possible? He is obviously just an ordinary lawyer who travels frequently."
"Johnny is just disguising. He doesn't want to put you in danger." Dean reached out and stuffed the gun into his jacket pocket with a thought. After two seconds, this supernatural weapon was quietly stored in his fantasy. The space completely belongs to Dean!
Cool!
"What danger do you mean?" Marco asked again.
"Johnny's power should be similar to Luben's. He can turn fantasies into reality. First of all, this power may accidentally hurt himself like Luben. In addition, once it is leaked, it will definitely arouse the covetousness of the whole world."
"So Johnny chose to pretend to be an ordinary person." Dean pondered for a moment and asked, "When and how did he die?"
"It doesn't count as death. It was more than forty years ago, on Christmas when I was in eleventh grade. He failed to return from a business trip and his whereabouts are unknown since then." Marco said sadly, with a trace of sadness in his eyes.
"Missing, that's right," Dean nodded as expected, "There are almost no people with supernatural abilities who can lie in bed and die of old age naturally."
"So are the other members of your Van Helsing family dead? Are they all dead?"
"My mother fell ill and died more than 20 years ago."
"And my father, Johnny, has a brother, Brown." Marco passed Dean and walked to the east corner of the loft, pulled out a canvas, and piled a row of black and white photos on the chair, revealing framed black and white photos—— They are all portraits, including men and women, all with flaxen hair. They all look like young and middle-aged people, but there is no gray-haired old man.
Marco pointed to the young man on the far right, "But Brown died of an accidental assassination at the age of thirty."
Then Marco pointed to a row of photo frames from right to left and introduced them one by one.
"Steke, Worm, Bosch...my grandfather and his brothers and sisters were also in their thirties or forties. They died of illness, disappeared, or died unexpectedly."
"Van der Vaart, Schneider, Dezeu, Lucilla, great-grandfather and four siblings... our family is the first generation to move from the Netherlands to the United States."
Dean interrupted and asked nervously, "Their descendants are not in Reno?"
Marco closed his eyes and looked sad, "The Van Helsing family's bloodline has withered, and now only Luben and I are left. The other members died of various accidents or diseases before they reached their forties, or they disappeared. "
"So you are the only one in your family who has a long life and has lived past forty years?" Dean thought of the inscription on the gun before, his face turned pale, and he felt shuddering.
It seemed as if there was a story in front of him of an entire family struggling with their fate, eventually dying, missing, and almost never to be seen again.
"Only ordinary people who know nothing can live peacefully, so your father and mother concealed the family history from you and allowed you to continue the family as an ordinary person." Dean said solemnly,
"What do you mean?" The old man vaguely understood what the other party meant, and his expression changed greatly.
"You guessed it, except for you, the rest of the Van Helsing family has incredible superpowers, and superpowers are a double-edged sword."
"It not only puts them above ordinary people, but it also stabs themselves heavily, incurring unpredictable risks and causing them to die at a young age."
Dean walked around the attic with his hands on his chest, Taim's warning flashing through his mind - supernatural things will gather spontaneously, and the longest interval will be a few years, and they will definitely encounter other similar people, or be forced to be involved in supernatural events, and the longest interval will be a few years. The quiet period lasted only a few years.
If they are not strong enough or are unlucky, these supernatural beings will die young in a bad event.
Just like the ancestors of the Van Helsing family.
Now it seems that, to a certain extent, it is safer to be a rich ordinary person than a person with super powers.
"So all my relatives have experienced similar horrific events like Luben?" Marco's face turned ugly, "They all had accidents because of this?"
"High probability...According to my personal experience, as long as you awaken your superpower, it is almost impossible to escape a dangerous fate." Dean stared at the old man's serious face, thinking of his rich harvest today.
Fantasy space, supernatural weapons blood and soul.
His gains had exceeded his efforts in the incident, so he made a serious suggestion with conscience,
"And your son, Luben, was originally an ordinary person and could live to be sixty or seventy years old like you. But now that he has embarked on this path of destiny, it can take him a few months or a few years. There are bound to be other supernatural encounters.”
Marco opened his mouth and froze.
"There is a saying that when fate forces you, if you can't resist, then enjoy it and blend in."
"So, Luben cannot give up writing and his talent. Instead, he must further refine and master the use of his own abilities." Dean handed the black pen to Marco, "This pen was left by your ancestors The relic should be related to your family’s superpower, and let Lu Ben use it to write in the future.”
"In addition, Luben must also learn to shoot and fight, and exercise according to the methods recorded in this calfskin manual to enhance his self-protection ability."
"Of course the most important thing is to find a wife and get married as soon as possible to continue your family's future generations."
That's the end of Dean's leaks.
He has done his best to be kind and worthy of the generous gifts from the Van Helsing family.
Marco's face lost color as he listened. He thought his son had completely escaped his bad luck, but he didn't expect that this was just the beginning!
"Dean, can you stay in Reno for a little longer?" the old man begged. "Luben is a complete 'newcomer' and needs more guidance from you. I can pay for it."
Dean thought carefully for a few seconds.
"In two days, let Lu Ben rest for a few days to regain his strength, and then I'll come and visit you."
(End of chapter)
