Duke was not as flustered as Joey expected, but instead looked at him suspiciously.
"I don't think I said my sister's last name was Yunus?"
Is he lying? No, at least judging from his expression, not really.
"Go back first," Norm suggested, his voice a little cold, and his eyes swept around the two of them.
"Okay~" Joey nodded calmly.
On the surface, there is no weird behavior, but in fact, subconsciously, Duke has been regarded as a key suspect.
Leah Church in a simple room.
Three people gathered around a round table.
Smoke filled the air, the ashtray was filled with cigarette butts, and Norm smoked irritably.
This would provide some relief from his impending explosion.
"I think it's time to be honest with each other," Joey said seriously.
Norm and Duke just looked at him in surprise and did not answer.
Joey held out a finger:
"First, I need to know the true identity of Freya Polly"
After saying this, Joey stopped talking and stared at Norm sharply.
What Norm has shown these days is enough to prove that their relationship is not simple.
Norm hesitated for a moment, and knew that at this point, the information must be shared.
Then he said in a deep voice: "There is nothing that cannot be said. Her father was once my teammate."
This seemed to bring back unpleasant memories for him. His voice suddenly paused, and after a few seconds he continued: "He is dead."
Somehow, I figured out that the relationship between the two was not what I imagined, and I felt a lot relieved.
Joey's frown relaxed and he turned his head to look at Duke, who kept his head lowered.
The man he had listed as a key suspect from the beginning and then ignored.
Duke seems to have been guiding, consciously or unconsciously, from the beginning.
Whenever there was an impasse, he would provide a new direction.
Joey thinks of himself as a hunter, and Duke is just an ordinary person who has lost a loved one. Looking back now, he may be the prey.
"it's your turn"
He is not a person who likes to pry into other people's secrets, but now, he must collect more information, which will help find Barbara.
This is the third day since Barbara's disappearance and the fifth day since Freya's disappearance.
"Ah~" Duke, who had been lowering his head, suddenly covered his head, looking very painful.
"I don't know, I don't know, I can't remember"
Nomu had quick eyes and quick hands, and knocked him out with a knife.
The two looked at each other, and Norm said:
"I had suspected before that he might have been contaminated in some way."
Joey briefly told the story about the Black Church, but covered up some of the content.
"You mean, when day and night turn, a black church will appear on Levitt Street."
"That's right." He nodded and said in a solemn tone: "And, I think there is a connection between Duke and that church."
Norm glanced at Duke who was unconscious:
"I'm going to prepare something"
"Okay~" Joey nodded. He knew what Norm meant. He was planning to go to that church.
In the evening, Joey had gone home and changed his clothes to meet Norm again.
Norm also uncharacteristically changed out of his suit and wore a suit that was more conducive to fighting.
Joey walked to the sofa and said hesitantly:
"Do you want to take him?"
He doesn't like leaving an element of uncertainty around.
Norm arranged his equipment, put two revolvers on his back, and said without looking back;
"Putting him outside is the most dangerous thing. If, as you said, he has a problem, it would be safer to keep him close to you in this situation."
As he spoke, his tone suddenly turned cold: "If there is an accident, I can break his neck immediately."
"Okay~" Although he felt it was inappropriate, he couldn't find a better way to deal with it at the moment, so he reached out and patted Duke on the face.
Duke woke up in a daze and looked around with a blank look on his face.
His eyes were full of vigilance, and he was relieved when he saw Norm and Joey.
"What's wrong with me?" He covered his head, feeling dizzy.
There was no time to explain now, so Joey pointed it out directly:
"Now tell me everything you know"
Noam reminded from the side:
"You have only two ways, either talk or go. This is the end of cooperation. As for your sister, you can find a way to find it on your own."
Upon hearing this, Duke suddenly became anxious.
He said hurriedly: "I really can't remember."
His face was full of panic, and the expression of imminent collapse and confusion appeared on his face again.
This time Norm was fully prepared and lit a stick of incense without haste. Suddenly, a soothing scent filled the air.
Duke's mood also calmed down.
Joey sniffed it and thought it smelled pretty good. He would make some with Norm and light it up when he went to bed at night.
When people are confused in thinking, they need some simple guidance.
"First of all, tell me when and where your sister disappeared," Joey said.
Duke, who originally looked confused, gave the answer the moment Joey finished speaking, with almost no pause.
"Levitt Street"
"How long have you been missing?"
"Ten days!" After saying this, he added with self-denial: "Maybe, maybe longer."
Norm turned his head and looked at Joey and reminded: "I checked all the cases in the past six months, and there is no Duke's sister."
"That is to say" Joey pointed to his head: "His memory of time is biased."
Duke had been paying attention to the facial expressions of the two men, and he was sure that he was not lying.
Joey glanced at the sunshine outside the window. The sunset would take some time to sort out the whole thing.
"Tell me everything that happened after my sister disappeared in detail."
When it comes to his sister, Duke doesn't seem to get into an emotional state.
Joey listened carefully, his eyes never leaving Duke from beginning to end, observing all his facial expression changes and body language.
After he finished speaking, he suddenly said: "Tell us the timeline of these things again."
Although Duke was confused, he still followed Joey's wishes and recounted the incident.
Joey felt more and more seriously that the matter was serious. He gave Duke a sympathetic look and patted Duke's shoulder gently. road:
"You are not like a brother who has lost his sister, but a storyteller who recites stories. You have memorized the time and place. No matter whether it is reverse order or forward order, you can do it exactly."
"This... is impossible," Duke strongly denied, but judging from his expression, his tone of voice was obviously a bit weaker.
"You can try to think about where your home is, where you live, what are your neighbors' names, and where you work, what are your colleagues and bosses, what are their names?"
Duke tried his best to deny it at first, but as he thought about Joey's words, he felt more and more something was wrong, and his heart gradually sank: "Why can't I remember, I have obviously lived there for a long time, the neighbor's name... name?"
"Because of a story, the supporting actor doesn't need a name," Joey said coldly.
"You have been implanted with a memory that does not belong to you." Nomu sighed lightly. The Holy Church has dealt with this kind of thing many times.
Erasing some memories that should not exist is a common method used by the church.
"Harvey Jeffrey, do you remember this name?" If Duke's memory was wiped, the clergy who stayed behind in the Leah Church would be the easiest to attack.
And this cleric has now betrayed the Temple.
Upon hearing this name, Duke, who had calmed down due to the incense, suddenly changed his face. He held his head, tore his hair desperately, and then banged his head against the table.
Duke's condition was obviously not right. This kind of self-mutilation didn't look like acting. Norm and Joey quickly stepped forward and held him down.
Duke couldn't get away, so he could only open his mouth and roar loudly, and it took about ten seconds to stop.
"You can let me go now." Duke's arm was so strangled that it hurt.
Joey let go and said, "Aren't you crazy?"
Duke nodded and said with a very serious expression:
"I may have lost a lot of memories, but I remember one thing. I want to go there." He pointed in the direction of Levitt Street.
As if to correspond to his words, at this time, the sun slowly set on the distant skyline, and the last trace of afterglow was replaced by the glow.
"Let's go~" Norm said loudly, his voice low and rich.
Under the setting sun, the backs of the three people looked particularly abrupt.
With this first experience, Joey led the two of them smoothly into the black church that stood between reality and illusion.
Also at the first moment of entering, a hot breath, mixed with the sound of breaking through the air, attacked the three of them.
Fortunately, Norm reacted quickly enough and pushed Duke and Joey away before the attack arrived.
A deep ravine was left at the scene, and the ground seemed to have been burned by fire and turned into coke.
"It's you again, Norm! You keep ruining my good things."
Joey and the others looked at each other in confusion, looking for recognition. At the top of the black church, there was a man standing on a huge cross. He wore a crown of thorns on his head, and the spikes of the crown penetrated deeply into his skin.
"Harvey Jeffrey? Why are you here?" Joey never expected to meet this guy who attacked him in the basement of the church.
And depending on the situation, the other party has been waiting here for a long time.
From this point of view, the time is a bit wrong, if Harvey has been hiding here.
There was no way he wouldn't have noticed it when he first entered here.
And even though he was in a hurry to escape, he still took the time to look behind him.
At that time, the entire first floor of the church was in flames.
Looking back now, the black church sits so quietly under the full moon.
Joey even wondered if what he saw earlier was an illusion.
"Last time, I should have killed you."
Joey felt an extremely cold gaze fall on him.
Harvey was condescending, looking down at the three people below.
Norm couldn't help it at first, but he had no time to listen to the enemy's nonsense.
After Freya disappeared, he almost went crazy looking for someone.
Now seeing the guy who was suspected to be related to Freya's disappearance, he did not hesitate to draw his gun and shoot.
If you have anything to say, first cripple the person before talking about it.
"Bang bang~"
The sound of bullets coming out of a revolver was particularly loud under the silent night sky.
'Bah~' This is the sound of a bullet entering the body.
Joey opened his mouth in shock.
"Is there something wrong with this guy's brain? Why don't you hide from him?"
He looked up and looked from this direction. Harvey was standing on the top of the cross. The bright moon was behind him, with a sign of a moon wheel.
He said a lot of harsh words with a strong character.
Two shots later, that's it?
"Norm, you are awesome. This shooting skill is three times as good as mine." Joey took two steps forward with a smile, and one foot had already entered the church.
"Huh?" He turned his head suspiciously, saw his hand being grabbed by Norm, and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"
"Don't go there, go back." He said, pulling Joey back.
Harvey didn't make any move, just looked down at them sadly.
Norm looked down at the gun in his hand and said: "The demon-hunting bullets specially made by the temple were developed to restrain the extraordinary."
As he said that, he pointed at Harvey: "It's impossible to have such an effect if you are shot."
With this reminder, Joey also remembered the last time he fired a gun.
The mutated bookstore owner at that time, when two bullets hit the place, it was like being hit by a small cannonball, and the whole piece of flesh exploded.
He complained at the time that the small revolver loaded with armor-piercing bullets was a bit excessive.
Looking at Harvey now, he was obviously hit by a bullet, but he looked completely emotionless.
However, what Joey didn't know was that under the bright moonlight, on Livet Street, among those expressionless people, two of them had their whole bodies explode.
Even if someone died in front of them, the expressions on the faces of the people on the street remained unchanged.
They are like expressions carved from the same template, stereotyped, empty, and dull.
"How about we withdraw?" Joey suggested.
It's not that he has no confidence in Norm, but he feels that this is the opponent's home court after all.
Who knows if there are any traps hidden secretly.
The sequence level is not the key to winning or losing.
He still remembers what Maimaiti said.
If a Sequence 9 troublemaker causes trouble in a Sequence 1 True God promotion ceremony and succeeds, will he be a Sequence 9 strong or a Sequence 1 weak?
In the world of extraordinary beings, there are too many uncertainties. The boundaries between high and low sequences, strong and weak are not that exaggerated.
Without understanding the enemy's capabilities, Joey believed that retreat was the best way.
What he responded to was Norm holding his gun to the left and right, and a series of 'bang' sounds.
Harvey made no move to avoid it.
"Are you tickling me?"
He slowly fell from the spire of the black church. His body was like a feather, floating down lightly. His feet touched the ground without even splashing dust.
Flying is an ability that everyone envies, and the same goes for Joey.
There was a burning meaning in his eyes.
If I remember correctly, only those who have reached the rank of angel and are Archangel Sequence 1 can have the true ability to fly.
In addition, only one low-level sequence has the ability to float.
That is the rank of Wind God, one of the Seven Gods.
Could it be that Harvey Jeffrey was a follower of the wind god?
"Look, what a beautiful moon! Can you die under the bathing of its moonlight? Are you happy?"
"Haha, say...thank you..."
Joey looked at Harvey speechlessly, thinking he was a complete madman.
