Chapter 17 Report
At night in Igwinter, on Nanyang Flower Street, the moon is high in the sky and the evening breeze is bleak.
The cool evening breeze rustled the tall and lush trees along the street. At this late hour, the lights in the windows on both sides of the street had been turned off, and only a few windows were still lit.
In the red-brick apartment building, a window was open. Gregor was lying on the windowsill of his room, gazing at the garden in the distance while smoking a cigarette. Ashes dripped onto the flower bed below, and the smoke he exhaled was blown away by the evening breeze.
Gregor, who had been resisting the urge to smoke for a whole day, was taking this opportunity to enjoy the pleasure of tobacco. However, on the wall not far away, a pair of eyes staring at him showed a hint of impatience.
"Why don't you smoke less? You've already smoked a few cigarettes. You're risking your life..."
In her own room, Dorothy, who was sitting at the table, was using the vision of the gecko doll to watch Gregor smoking one cigarette after another by the window. Ever since she started to monitor Gregor's window, he had been smoking continuously and had never stopped, smoking several cigarettes in a row, which made Dorothy a little scared.
"It seems that I can teach him indirectly about the harms of smoking when I have the chance in the future..."
Dorothy thought so silently, and then she saw Greg finally finished his last cigarette and went back to his room silently.
Seeing this, Dorothy quickly controlled the gecko to crawl to the window of the room and observe the situation in the room from the top of the window. Because Dorothy was deeply impressed by Gregor's keen perception in the Waucan Woods before, she did not dare to control the gecko to enter the room.
In his own room, Gregor sat down at his desk, lit the gas lamp in front of the desk, opened a desk cabinet with a key, took out a small bag from it, and took out a pile of reports filled with words from it.
Faced with the densely packed words on the report paper in front of him, Gregor frowned, then scratched his head, took a breath and began to check it, occasionally writing something on it with the pen in his hand.
Gregor looked a little impatient at this moment, but the gecko outside the window had bright eyes. Dorothy could see the contents of the partial report on the table directly through the gecko's vision.
The corpses revived by the Corpse Ring are not essentially the various "undead spirits" that Dorothy had encountered in previous games, but a kind of "zombie". Its principle is to use the spirituality of the "cup" to reactivate the long-dead flesh and blood corpses, and use the spirituality as a driving force to drive the corpses to move as if they were alive and maintain their vitality.
Therefore, as long as the corpse is transformed into a doll in time, many organs on the corpse can function normally. Dorothy has experimented and found that if she has strong control, she can even control the doll to speak, because organs such as the mouth and tongue remain fresh and intact.
In a sense, the corpse controlled by the corpse ring is a walking corpse that feeds on the spirituality of the "cup". Compared with the orthodox ghosts in fantasy works and ghost movies, it is more like the zombies infected by the virus in zombie movies. This is also in line with the nature of the "cup".
It is precisely because of the nature of the corpse doll that Dorothy is able to borrow some super senses that originally belonged to animals, such as the vision of the gecko.
The gecko's vision is extremely sharp, especially at night, when it can dilate its pupils four times, greatly enhancing its vision, allowing Dorothy to see every word written on the document on Greg's desk from a distance.
As a result, Dorothy had full access to the secret files of the Security Bureau.
"Regarding... a member of the Red Holy Communion, "Thirsty Man" Albert... It turns out that the contact person of the Holy Communion in Ovokan is called Albert. According to the report... the Security Bureau raided his home and found nothing except a few human bones. It is suspected that the key clues were destroyed, and the close personnel were not interrogated to find out anything. And this situation has happened more than once... This must be a leak..."
Dorothy thought so while peering at the documents on the table in the distance. She felt a little worried that the Red Sacrament Society could predict the actions of the Security Bureau.
While thinking, Dorothy continued to peek at the documents on Gregor's desk. Dorothy's reading speed was much higher than Gregor's, and Gregor would sometimes scratch his head and look up the dictionary while reading a report. After Dorothy finished reading a page, Gregor hadn't turned the page yet. This low efficiency made Dorothy anxious.
"You're still acting like a clerk. You're hopeless. I don't know how much the Security Bureau needs talent that they want to recruit you..."
Faced with Greg's inefficiency, Dorothy couldn't help but complain, but she had no choice but to follow Greg's pace and wait for him to turn over slowly.
"The captain's meeting cancelled the notice... Team 5 was unable to return due to the mission... Does Igwinter have so many hunting teams? This is already the fifth team... And why did Gregor cancel the captain's meeting notice... Could it be that he..."
As Greg turned the pages and looked at the note stuck between the pages, Dorothy couldn't help but complain... She didn't quite believe that Greg could hold such a high position.
Gregor continued to sort through the documents on the table, and Dorothy also randomly peeked at various intelligence. Due to the random peeking, many of the documents she looked at were blocked in one way or another, so the information she obtained was extremely fragmented, and it was difficult for her to construct any meaningful content for a while.
Just when Dorothy's mind was a little confused by all the fragmented information, Greg's pen suddenly fell to the ground and rolled under the table. While Greg picked up the pen, Dorothy read a relatively complete page of the report.
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Regarding the fact that "Gray Hill" is going to hold another mysterious rally, although we have advised him not to hold the rally in the near future, "Gray Hill" is as stubborn as ever and the advice is ineffective. "Gray Hill" threatened to terminate the cooperation with us and cut off the supply of spirit-suppressing bullets. Mr. James had to agree, but has asked him to reduce the scale of the rally.
As usual, we were not welcome to enter the "Grey Hill" rally. Team Four was on standby nearby to deal with any emergency at any time, and Team Three served as support.
This gathering involves the trading of extraordinary items and materials. "Grey Hill" has promised to record all the intelligence of the traded items for us, and we have the right to confiscate the dangerous items afterwards.
Since it involves the exchange of extraordinary materials, people from the Red Holy Communion will also attend this meeting, but it is difficult to determine their identities.
The rally time is 3:00 p.m. on April 16th, at No. 27 Anshui Lane, Xiacheng District. Please be on standby and be in place in time.
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"Extraordinary items and materials are difficult to obtain?"
After reading the document, Dorothy's eyes lit up. She stroked her chin and began to think about something.
If you want to accumulate spirituality now, the way is to eat some spiritually rich materials, or directly absorb spiritual mystical knowledge.
Dorothy was currently worried about where to get materials and knowledge, and this gathering would be a relief!
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