Love letters are not allowed in the exorcism notebook!-Chapter 1025 - 92: Do Robbers Have Their Own Troubles?

I’m not the type who likes to stir up trouble.

Honestly, no matter if there’s an intelligent mechanics crisis here in Lanton or not, Li Mumu doesn’t care.

If you guys want to blow your brains out, it’s none of my business.

If you’ve got the guts, come out.

Hiding like a turtle in its shell, what kind of skill is that?

Li Mumu doesn’t trust this Professor Moriaty at all.

Whether it’s her reasons, the information she provides, or even if she herself is really Moriaty, Li Mumu doubts it all.

Unfortunately, Su Ya, on the other hand, believes everything she says.

When Li Mumu woke up in the morning, she saw Su Ya curled up in a corner with her legs hugged, sporting two huge dark circles under her eyes.

It was obvious she hadn’t slept all night due to fear.

Earning cabbage money while worrying like selling white powder, that’s what describes a person like her.

With your brain... even if someone really has a conspiracy and you find out the truth, what use can you be?

"I want to go with you, I need to know the truth!"

"Suit yourself."

"I can help you sneak into the Guardians Association headquarters, enter Avalon, I can even... even help you move corpses!"

"Alright, alright."

Sneaking into Avalon, as long as there were maps and enough intelligence, Li Mumu didn’t need anyone’s help. But having such free labor could indeed save a lot of effort.

Besides maps and intelligence, Professor Moriaty also provided some so-called "custom weapons," which were plasma bullets specifically designed to deal with mechanical puppets.

These bullets are fired from revolvers and create a weak electronic pulse that paralyzes mechanical puppets.

There aren’t many bullets, thirty per box; if used in a semi-automatic pistol, they would be gone in a few seconds of firing.

So, before figuring out the situation, use them sparingly.

According to some unknown source of intelligence, the bodies of Shen Qingxi and Xia Yubing have already been retrieved to the Guardians Association headquarters, and after processing, they’ll be transferred to another mysterious organization today.

So, time is a bit tight.

No one knows when those bureaucrats will finish the processing... If it’s really as Professor Moriaty said, arranged secretly by the Mathematics Transgressors, this process will surely be greatly shortened, or even directly canceled.

But if they actually do that, it would mean they’ve been caught bypassing humans to act on their own.

By now, Li Mumu had basically figured out Professor Moriaty’s intentions.

The collaboration between Avalon and Asmod was a rotten move.

In essence, if you’re acting like a whore, don’t pretend to be virtuous.

Claiming to be pure, and today hosting Young Master Li, tomorrow Young Master Wang for drinking tea, chatting, and discussing national affairs...

Who would believe it?

Whether or not she causes a stir, as long as it’s proven that mechanical puppets are involved, Professor Moriaty has plenty of ways to capture leverage and make a big deal out of it.

Of course, this is Li Mumu’s view as an outsider.

Whether there’s any hardship or necessity involved, only they would know.

Everyone knows smoking is harmful to health, but how many smokers can actually quit?

Li Mumu has her own plans.

Following the map’s guidance, she arrived at the Guardians Association headquarters, a square high-rise resembling a matchbox, looking more like a bank from the outside rather than an adventurers’ guild... or rather, the Guardians Association.

Only upon entering did Li Mumu realize, this wasn’t a damn association, it was clearly the World Museum.

The "Guardians Association" isn’t a mysterious affairs-handling department like the Special Service Bureau, but a high-end club for noble scions pursuing adventure and thrill.

The Special Service Bureau’s Containment Department detains monsters and freaks with potential usage or salvation value, something Li Mumu has experienced helself.

Whereas the Guardians Association is just a venue for these noble scions to showcase their collections, with all types of strange and rare collections on grand display in glass cases for passersby to admire, each labeled with the respective noble house crest or an introduction of the collector.

Guided by accurate intelligence, Li Mumu almost effortlessly and without expending any bullets, smoothly reached the destination—the morgue at the association’s headquarters basement used for storing corpses.

Pushing the door open to enter, there were actually people inside.

A scavenger dressed like a medieval paladin was kneeling by a coffin in the center of the morgue.

And the woman sitting silently opposite him in the coffin was Shen Qingxi.

Hmm... did I miss a few seasons?

The sound of Li Mumu’s footsteps drew their attention, and they turned their heads simultaneously.

"OMG!"

Su Ya, catching up, was once again struck by a strong sense of disbelief.

She too recognized that corpse.

Why would something like resurrection occur at the Guardians Association headquarters, a place almost adjacent to Avalon’s core area?

Has the Magic Prohibition Zone already failed?

Or is it that... that witch has already taken the potion?

Professor Moriaty not only prepared intelligence and weapons but also considerately supplied a potion said to partially restore power, though Li Mumu had no intention of using it.

Who knows what’s in it, whether it’s the same as the blood therapy from that tiny clinic.

The West has had a cultural tradition of adding addictive substances to food and drinks.

In the past, there was the cure-all opium tincture, and now the pleasant little leaf cookies.

Unless out of options, driven to complete desperation, Li Mumu might consider trying its effects.

But it’s far from that breaking point now.

Real hardcore professional players increase the difficulty for themselves, striving for no damage or speed runs.

Li Mumu felt that the current situation still held great potential for exploration.

There’s still room to maneuver.

She carefully distinguished Shen Qingxi’s gaze and expression, ruling out the possibility of revival by medicine.

This isn’t Shen Qingxi personally.

How to describe Shen Qingxi... When you first come into contact with her, she seems flawless, almost without defect. But after some time, you find something off, as if she’s on a different layer of reality from everyone else.

"Sorry."

The paladin, seemingly freshly arrived from the Middle Ages, said apologetically, turning around to draw a gun from his jacket: "Blame yourselves for seeing what you shouldn’t have..."

Bam—!

A bloody hole burst open on his forehead, and he fell back.

Regardless of your reasons, once you pull out a gun, it’s not like you intended to have a chat, right?

Li Mumu aimed her gun at Shen Qingxi inside the coffin, and said sternly, "What are you, get out of her body!"

"You’ve killed a man madly in love."

Shen Qingxi said calmly, "He paid a significant price to acquire this body, yet before he could even indulge, he fell to your gun."

What, and now she blames me?

Li Mumu almost laughed in anger; a thief’s grievances count as grievances?