Chapter 617 Replacement
It was dark night, somewhere in the middle of Tivian, on a wide plain.
At night when the moon is dark and the wind is strong, the endless black plain is vast and lonely, and the thriving wheat fields are slightly leaning in the breeze. Everything is so peaceful and calm, until a sharp whistle from afar breaks it all.
The steel wheels rolled rapidly on the rails, carrying the long train moving forward at a rapid speed. The humming locomotive spewed out rumbling smoke, pulling up a row of heavy carriages and driving the speeding Mercedes in the distance.
The train coming from afar was speeding through the wheat fields in the dark night. On the train, the lights in most of the carriages were turned off. The passengers in the second and third class carriages slowly fell asleep in the crowded environment, while in the windows of the first class carriages, there were still some lights shining.
In the first-class compartment of the train, a church nun with short brown hair and dressed in a nun's uniform was sitting on a sofa. With the help of the firelight on the table, she was carefully studying a scripture with a serious look on her face.
As time passed and the night deepened, the nun who was studying the scriptures couldn't help but show a trace of fatigue on her face. After taking out her pocket watch to confirm the time, the nun closed the scripture and put it back into the open suitcase beside her. Then she got up and sat back on her bed. After turning off the gas lamp on the table, she fell asleep quietly.
After the nun fell asleep, the hands on the clock wheel continued to move forward, and before they knew it, it was already late at night. There were almost no lights on the entire train, and except for a few train sets, all the passengers on the train had fallen into a deep sleep at this time.
The nun slept peacefully in her own box, and in the darkness, a wisp of invisible breath slowly entered through the vent of the box, gradually diffusing into the entire box. In this wisp of invisible mist, the nun's sleep seemed to become much deeper.
Time continued to pass, and just as the nun in the carriage fell into a deep sleep, a series of soft sounds suddenly came from the vent of the compartment. Then, a small black bat came out from the vent and flew away with the nun lying on the bed. Finally, the bat landed safely on the nun's neck, opened its sharp teeth full of fangs, and bit the critical throat.
Under the bites of the little bat, the nun's face gradually lost its color, and finally she stopped breathing in her sleep.
After the nun's breathing stopped, the little bat flew up gently again and hovered in the box. Then, behind the vents of the box, more subtle sounds were heard, and one little bat after another flew out. These bats gathered together in the box and finally formed a human figure. When the shadow above the human figure dissipated, a young man wearing a long windbreaker and with a gloomy and pale face appeared. He stared at the nun lying on the bed, who was no longer able to breathe, and there was a merciless coldness in his eyes.
Then, the man in the windbreaker focused his eyes on the door of the box, and after reaching out his hand to open it, he walked out of the box and came to the equally dim corridor of the carriage. After a side look, the man in the windbreaker saw another figure on one side of the corridor. It was a middle-aged man in a black suit carrying a large suitcase. After seeing the man in the windbreaker come out, he spoke softly.
"What?"
"Well, how is it over there?" The man in the windbreaker nodded and asked back, and the man in the suit immediately answered.
"It's all done. They're just a bunch of stupid people. There's no reason to fail..."
The man in the suit said as he walked towards the open door of the box. After passing the man in the windbreaker, he looked inside the box and saw the nun lying on the bed, looking pale and breathless. After a simple confirmation, he opened the huge suitcase in his hand.
At this time, the man in the windbreaker also retreated back to the box. He stared at the nun on the bed, and then his face began to change. After a noticeable movement, he turned into the appearance of that nun, and his body shape also changed into a female posture.
After watching his companion's appearance change, the man in the suit also walked to the bed in the box, pulled down the nun's body, then took out a talisman and stuck it on the nun's body. Then the nun's body quickly evaporated, and soon all the flesh and blood on the body turned into a cloud of green smoke, leaving only clothes and bones on the ground.
Looking at the remnants in front of him, the man in the suit remained silent. He picked up the nun's bones one by one and put them in his suitcase. The fake nun, whose face had been changed, began to speak.
"Is it okay to only deal with the bones and not the soul? What if someone is a psychic?"
"The church will only communicate with the dead once they know someone is dead. You guys can replace Gramoen. As long as you play your roles well, no one will know that their advance team is really gone."
The man in the suit said this silently. After he collected all the remains of the nun and stood up with the box, he continued speaking.
"In fact, from a prudent point of view, we should have prepared a way to seal the soul, but this time the mission was issued too hastily, and we have no time to contact the underworld coffin to prepare for the soul processing. However, as far as the current situation is concerned, the impact is not great..."
"Yes, that's true. The church won't know about their death for a while."
The disguised nun nodded and said this, then she saw the man in a suit carrying his suitcase and walking out of the box. After looking back at him one last time, she closed the door.
For a moment, in the dark box, only the fake nun was silently looking at the nun's uniform that was crumpled on the floor.
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In the train rushing at night, dark murders were staged. The church team from Tivian was killed by bloody killers from the shadows in a short time, and was later quietly replaced.
A dark conspiracy was thus completed silently. The bloody murderers thought they had done it perfectly and no one at the scene noticed, but the reality was far from that.
Also on this train, in a compartment far away from all the killing, Nephnis was sitting on a sofa in the dark, meditating with concentration, connected to the distance with a mysterious link.
"Miss Dorothea, they have taken care of them all. Not a single flesh puppet is left. They have killed and replaced them all..."
While meditating, Nephnis then consulted the channel and reported to Dorothy in the distance, and soon she got the answer.
"Have you finished changing them all? Very soon. Then what about the spirits that you placed in those flesh puppets first? Are they restrained by them?"
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