MTL - The Old Gods Are Whispering-Chapter 24 Night, boiling!

  Chapter 24 Night, boiling!

  During the morning self-study the next day, there was a faint sound of birdsong outside the window.

  Gu Jianlin sat in his seat, silently eating a hamburger, staring at the phone in a daze.

  In all directions, there was the sound of pen nibs rubbing against the test paper.

Director Wang, who has always been strict, asked for leave, and the new acting head teacher basically didn't care much, but the students in the class basically rolled up consciously. After all, the college entrance examination is two months away, and no one will Make fun of the future.

   Only Su Youzhu was an exception. This girl had already fallen asleep lying on the desk.

  Gu Jianlin asked her for the so-called love letter early this morning, and stared at the writing on it for a long time.

  The content of the previous confession is basically nonsense, only the last few sentences have obvious hints or warnings.

   "First, he is telling me that if he can deliver a love letter to Youzhu, he can kill Youzhu."

   "Secondly, he is warning me not to tell others. He knows that I have joined the Ether Association. Once he senses the crisis, he will first use Youzhu as a punishment."

   "Third, if I don't show up at the warehouse in the back playground on time the day after tomorrow, he will still attack Youzhu."

  Gu Jianlin lightly tapped the desktop with his index finger, and on the screen of the mobile phone next to him was the clown's personal information.

   "Name: John Berger."

   "Level: first-order fallen person, magician path."

"Identity information: 46 years old, male of Hispanic origin, his parents died early, and he lived in an orphanage since he was a child. After being detected as a sublimator, he studied at the University of Missouri, with a double master's degree in the Department of Philosophy and Ancient Engineering, half a year ago Participate in the Qilin Fairy Palace project as a dimension inspector."

"Four months ago, my spirit was polluted, and I killed two colleagues. At the same time, I was involved in the blood moon massacre. Gu Ci'an, who ran away, was severely injured and fled the scene with serious injuries. He used his identity and authority overnight to steal two myths that had not yet been delivered to the warehouse. Armed. After killing fifty-seven people in a row, they are still at large!"

   "Speculation: Relying on the effect of the mythical weapon, this person probably possesses some kind of concealment or camouflage ability, and there is no known method or ability to accurately locate his location."

   "Note: This person may have the ability of genetic mutation, please be careful."

  The most important thing is the extraordinary ability possessed by magicians!

  Danger prediction.

   Card Knife.

   Hypnotism.

   Teleportation.

   Phantom of death.

   These are all the abilities of the magician path in the first three stages.

  The Deep Space Network has already been publicized.

  Considering that the Joker became the Fallen four months ago, it is very likely that he has advanced by now.

   Combat strength will fluctuate, but there is a high probability that it will not exceed the third level.

"You can't pin your hopes on the Ether Association or Lu Zicheng, because I'm not sure about their behavior. Once the news leaks and the clown senses the danger, he will run away immediately. And before he leaves, he will definitely find a way to retaliate , even if I stay by Youzhu's side, I can't guarantee her safety."

  Gu Jianlin analyzed in his heart: "What's more, there are Mom and Uncle Su."

  If it involves family members, even if there is a one in ten thousand chance, he will not take this risk.

   This is his role as a man.

   And the clown must die.

  If there are other accomplices, then they must be killed.

   Otherwise, Gu Jianlin's family will never have a peaceful day.

  Dad once said that if you want to defeat a criminal, you cannot follow the opponent's logic.

   Must jump out of his logic and win by surprise.

  Currently, the Joker has the upper hand because no one has been able to find him.

   If his invisibility fails, that's another story.

  Lu Zicheng killed him every minute.

   "If I can find the Joker, then he loses the initiative, but the price is that I will bear all the risks alone."

  Gu Jianlin's fingers tapping on the table paused slightly: "But I should do this, because he is a survivor of the blood moon massacre, and he came to seek revenge on me."

   First of all, the clown is a magician, which is recognized as the weakest profession in the early stage.

   Danger Prediction can only perceive high-level hostility, so it should not work for him.

  Hypnosis and illusion of death belong to the illusion department, and Black Kirin can help him to be immune to the attacks of this ability.

  Last time under the viaduct, Li Changzhi's battle has proved this point.

   There are only two abilities left:

   Card knife, teleportation.

   "The clown's rank is higher than mine, but I have a dual-core drive and a gun. The most important thing is that he has the ability to deform. If he is like Li Changzhi, it is indeed very dangerous, but..."

  Gu Jianlin thought of his experience of traveling to the Qilin Fairy Palace, and made up his mind.

  He got up directly, picked up his phone and left the classroom.

  At this moment, Su Youzhu raised her head in a daze, and glanced at his back.

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   At the same time, a corner of the campus.

   Someone was holding a cell phone, smoking a cigarette, and said with a smile: "Oh, as we expected, the Aether Association has already followed us, and nine times out of ten they even sent people from the Tribunal."

  During the call, a hoarse voice came: "You can still laugh, clown."

The clown extinguished his cigarette and said with a sneer, "Why are you so serious? The group of people from the Aether Association know nothing about the Qilin Fairy Palace. They don't even know what we dug up back then. Compared with the most perfect evolutionary chain, Li Bu Cun Zhi Shuo and Requiem Bell are not worth mentioning."

The other party responded: "If there is no lock of non-existence, you will have been killed by the trial court long ago. You'd better be careful, if it is not at the cost of overdrawing your life, how can you contain those two weapons at your level? "

   The value of mythical weapons is much higher than that of alchemy weapons.

   But that's not for everyone.

  If you want to forcibly contain the mythical armed forces, you must risk your life and soul being devoured.

   "As long as we can complete the task of that adult, we can get a complete evolution and regain a new life."

The clown licked his lips: "Everything is worth it, I will get what we need at 6:30 tomorrow afternoon, don't forget to come and meet me. Before I leave, I will leave a huge surprise for the Ether Association .”

  A serious voice came from the phone.

   "Clown, don't add extra details!"

   said to the face: "Even if you gain the ability to deform, you still can't compete with them head-on."

  The clown grinned a gloomy smile, and said, "With that lord's Necromancer Gu, what are you afraid of?"

  After being silent for a while, he said to the other person: "It's up to you, have you found Gu Ci'an's son?"

   "Always in my sight."

  The clown said calmly: "As long as his family is still in Fengcheng, he can't run away. He is in the open, and I am in the dark. I will always be the one who takes the initiative. As for the Aether Association... huh."

  He mocked and said: "He is Gu Ci'an's son, how much can the Aether Association trust him?"

   After speaking, he hung up the phone, turned around and disappeared into the shadows with a cigarette in his mouth.

  The clown is very confident in himself.

  He is the hunter.

   And his prey is just a rookie who has just entered the extraordinary world.

   It was like an ant to him.

   Can be trampled to death at any time.

  As for the Ethereal Association and the Inquisition, they are just a bunch of idiots.

   Not worth mentioning.

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  The back door of Fengcheng No. 2 Middle School, in an empty garden.

  Gu Jianlin stood by the grass, looked down at the bloodstains that had not been cleaned up, and remained silent.

  The blood had solidified, showing a deep mottled dark red.

   There are also animal hairs, scattered on the ground.

   There is also a food bowl for pets beside the flower bed. The food on it has already deteriorated and smelled disgusting.

   Gu Jianlin suppressed his malice and sniffed these smells carefully.

  Combined with the animal carcasses I saw last night, I searched for clues step by step.

The overturned food bowl, the scattered hair, the blood splattered on the ground, the red-stained grass, the footprints of trampled grass, the traces of deep mud, and the graffiti on the love letter, all the clues are connected in series .

almost.

  Gu Jianlin closed his eyes, and built a personality portrait of the murderer in his mind step by step.

  His cruelty, his sickness, his madness.

   Chilling.

"Male, forty-six years old, with a gloomy personality. He grew up in a slum abroad. He may have witnessed shootings, experienced domestic violence, and likes to abuse animals. He has been single all year round, received higher education after growing up, and his mental state is extremely unstable. "

  Gu Jianlin paused: "Also, there are inhuman characteristics."

   Very good, it matches the information in the information.

   Sure enough, it's you, clown!

   For a moment, he opened his eyes, and a strange scene flashed in front of him.

  The knife-sharp limbs, accompanied by splashes of blood, cut open the abdomen of some kind of animal.

  Blood splattered on someone's face, and a manic hoarse laugh.

  Blood-stained hands poked in from the animal's abdomen, and took out a still beating heart.

   At the same time, there was a white thread on the grass, shining a silvery light in the darkness.

  Scenes of broken pictures are fleeting in my mind, like the scenery passing by the window when racing to extreme speed.

  Gu Jianlin turned around, searched carefully in the haystack, and actually found a slender strand of spider silk!

  Because this strand of spider silk is really too thin, if you don’t observe it carefully, you will definitely ignore it.

  Gu Jianlin took out a piece of toilet paper, carefully took it off, wrapped it up, and put it in his pocket.

  The personality portraits have basically been completed, and the next thing to do is to compare them one by one.

  Gu Jianlin wanted to find someone in the whole school who could hide his identity this time.

  The workload is unprecedented.

   But it is also a challenge for him.

   But it doesn't matter, he can skip all of today's class, and he has a lot of time to find it slowly.

  He is a very patient man.

   "Let's play a game, guess if I can... find you in advance."

  Gu Jianlin put on the bluetooth headset and started playing the music on the phone, repeating the single song.

  Accompanied by the classical and melodious melody, the male voice sounded like a complaint.

   "1983 Alley, Clear December, Chapter Seven of Night..."

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  The campus shrouded in dusk.

  Teaching building, laboratory building, office building, basketball court, swimming pool, public toilet.

  In some classrooms, the math teacher has already set up the math on the blackboard, and the fifty students in the audience are paying attention.

   No one noticed that a teenager wearing earphones hurried past the door.

  The chemistry teacher in the laboratory building was still yelling at the top of his voice, and the sloppy students were flustered with the reagents.

  Outside the window, someone looked away, turned and left.

  The fierce battle was in full swing on the basketball court. Members of the two school teams came and went, with blue and red uniforms interlaced, sweating profusely.

  The sound of panting, the thud of the basketball hitting the ground violently, mixed together.

  In the stands, there was only one person watching them silently with a lollipop in his mouth.

   There is also the swimming pool of the school. Girls in swimsuits are frolicking in the water, their well-developed body curves are stretched to their heart's content, water droplets are jumping on their snow-white skin, and their figures are swimming underwater, as light as fish.

  In the gymnasium next door, there are school girls in white lace practicing ballet, spinning easily on one foot.

  The hem of the skirt can be retracted and unfolded like a lily, which is too beautiful to behold.

  The teenager wearing earphones looked at them silently, then turned around and went to the public toilet.

  The brothers in the men's room only felt a figure passing by outside the door, as if they had seen a ghost.

  The beautiful teacher who had just come out of the women's bathroom almost bumped into a boy wearing earphones, and exclaimed.

  Under the shade of the tree, the boy stared at the security booth in the distance in a daze, while the dozing kitten crawling on the roadside rubbed his ankle affectionately.

  In the huge campus, Gu Jianlin hurried past everyone like a lonely ghost.

  I kept writing their personality portraits in my mind and recorded them in my heart.

  It seems that there is a memory palace in his brain, and there are books collected in it. Each book is a personality portrait belonging to a certain person, recording their truest side.

  If it was before becoming a sublimator, he might not be able to do such an exaggerated thing.

  But since awakening, his profiling ability seems to have become stronger.

   This may be... the evolution of life.

  In almost a daytime, he even found out the secrets placed by the Ether Association in the school.

   At this moment, the sun is setting.

   Unknown number of times of music was played in the earphones, and a new cycle started.

  Gu Jianlin held on to the earphones, walked towards the cafeteria in silence, and put his right hand on the pistol at his waist.

  He walked through the darkness, walking faster and faster.

  It seems to be stepping on some kind of beat.

   "We can, forget, forgive."

   "But the truth must be known."

   "The bars that were moved."

   "The last piece of the picture is finally put together."

boom.

  The door of the cafeteria was pushed open forcefully, and the cool wind came in, blowing dust all over the floor.

  The sun disappeared, and the darkness swept over, covering the figure who was eating at the dining table.

   Seems to have noticed something, the figure who was eating raised his head.

  Gu Jianlin stood in the darkness, meeting his eyes.

  The melody in the earphones is played to a climax.

   "I heard the expected footsteps, moccasin heels."

   "He pushed open the door, the evening wind swayed, and there was a kerosene lamp."

   "The typewriter stopped at the murderer's, the name I turned around..."

   "The night sky at Westminster is boiling."

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   Dead silence.

  The hand of the man holding the spoon froze in mid-air.

  Gu Jianlin sat across from him with a blank face, wearing earphones and neat school uniform.

   There is still a lollipop in his mouth.

   "The food in the cafeteria isn't very good, is it?"

  The teenager slapped a pink love letter on the table: "You shouldn't have revealed so much information to me, clown."

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