Chapter 916 London in the 19th Century
Those foreign "people" who looked like little brothers seemed to be very tough.
At this time, they had already climbed up from the ground. Each of them had a gun in his hand and stood around. They kept a distance from Matsuda Jinpei and said in a cold voice that sounded like a machine: "Please wait where you are."
“…”
The appearance and design of the gun are obviously old-fashioned flintlock rifles, but the operation and recoil are similar to those of semi-automatic pistols.
Jinpei Matsuda frowned as he looked at those old-fashioned guns that looked more like works of art than weapons, and became more and more confused about the rules of this space.
After taking a few glances, his attention couldn't help but be drawn to the man with the gun.
He looked at this group of "little brothers".
As a ghost, its sensitive senses told it that these foreign men all had a bit of ghostly aura about them.
But they were all very faint, like a ghost that was split into countless pieces, with a piece of it placed in each of the little brothers. And the "Professor Moriarty" just now was the largest piece among them.
In addition, although the ingredients are very similar, judging from the aura, these fragments do not have a feeling of being "alive", and are simply like artificial creations... To be precise, they are a bit like Shikigami that have lost their activity after their obsession has been fulfilled, but they are at a higher level than Shikigami.
However, using the word "active" to describe ghosts doesn't seem quite right...
Jinpei Matsuda fell into deep thought for a moment.
Miyano Akemi also went through a similar mental journey.
The two ghosts followed the contractual bond and tried to convey what they observed to Jiang Xia.
Just like when they first landed, the messages they had just sent out seemed to have sunk into sticky mud and were blocked by a strange space, unable to be connected.
But I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but this time, the direction in which the contract was sent seems to be different from before.
…
At the same time.
A few dozen meters away from the small building where the two ghosts were.
When Noah is not at home.
A psychic who came to look for ghosts happened to break in.
Just now, Jiang Xia wrapped up his body, and then just like when he was possessed by a puppet, his consciousness left his body and plunged into the nearest machine.
With a violent spin like being caught in a whirlpool, he realized that he seemed to have succeeded.
…
It seemed like a long time had passed, but also like just a moment.
The feeling of swimming along a strange pipe suddenly disappeared.
Jiang Xia discovered that he had regained his "entity".
He opened his eyes and appeared on a shady stone street.
The surroundings seemed like London in the late 19th century, with leaden clouds hanging in the sky, heavy smog hanging in the air, oppressive and unpleasant odors floating in the air, and a pool of almost black water underfoot.
Jiang Xia retracted his toes that were stepping into the water.
As he moved, a layer of water ripples slowly spread out. All phenomena and physical sensations seemed to be exactly the same as in the real world, as if he had suddenly moved forward for more than a hundred years.
But no matter how realistic the environment looked, Jiang Xia was very clear in his mind.
——This is not the real world.
It was a consciousness space more similar to the tattoo space. However, compared with the tattoo space, this space relied on more frameworks in reality.
"..." A "holographic game" that was nearly a hundred years ahead of its time, like time travel. So this is what it is...
…
Jiang Xia didn't think too much about it as he was busy looking for ghosts.
He looked around and his eyes quickly fell to the other side of the stone street.
——At the end of the street, there is a small building imitating the style of a church. It has white walls and pointed tiles, and the main body seems to be made of heavy stones. Several windows made of colorful broken glass are sporadically inlaid on the wall.
In this dark and gloomy neighborhood, which seemed to be sleeping before work, only that building was glowing with dim candlelight.
It seemed to be the center of this space of consciousness.
“……”It should be there.
Jiang Xia looked around for a moment and decided to go find the ghost.
As I took a step, the scene in front of me suddenly twisted.
Immediately afterwards, a faint red light gradually emerged in the originally dark eyes.
"...Why are you so excited?" Jiang Xia paused for a moment, then continued forward as if nothing had happened. He spoke softly, as if talking to some invisible annoying thing, "No matter how many ghosts I throw, it will never be your turn..."
…
In the real world, the ghost mint smoke floated, poured into the bedroom through the crack in the door, seeped into the space of the pattern left on the body, and finally continuously replenished the soul.
It doesn't take much murderous energy to deal with ghost thieves, but it does require some internal consumption. The connection between the tattoo space and the psychic is much stronger than the connection between it and the ghosts. The murderous energy can still be transported, but the delay is a bit higher.
Jiang Xia took a breath of murderous intent, and the strange red light in his eyes slowly faded away.
He calmed himself down and walked towards the small building where ghosts were most likely hiding.
I had just taken two steps when the air in front of me suddenly rippled, as if I had hit an invisible barrier.
Then, a text box appeared: [Access Denied]
Jiang Xia was startled, then turned around and walked back.
[Access Denied]
“…”
After a few seconds and several attempts.
Jiang Xia discovered that this strange "wall of air" existed not just on one side, but everywhere, even above his head.
It is like an upside-down crystal fish tank, which unfriendlylly locks the guests inside, and they are "not allowed" to go anywhere.
“…”
After a moment of silence, Jiang Xia turned his head and looked at the floor-to-ceiling window of the coffee shop next to him.
He stared at himself in the mirror and said skillfully: "Do you think there is a heaven in this world?"
…
The other side.
Noah, who sneaked into the real world, had no idea that there were uninvited guests in his "home".
He returned along the same route that Miyano Akemi and Matsuda Jinpei had taken.
He had originally planned to enter the body of the famous detective and use this "borrowed" body to rescue people. He had even planned the fastest route to intercept Sindra, and he just had to start.
But the next second, Noah, full of expectations, dived into the air.
Noah: “……?”
...Where's the body?!
His consciousness was captured into space, so his body should still be stuck in the same place...
…
The conscious entity under the influence of information flow cannot stay in the real space for too long.
Noah didn't find the body, so he had to rely on his intuition and gritted his teeth and rushed to the corner, trying to see if it was Jiang Xia's body after his soul was taken away. He then relied on inertia to move forward a few steps.
However, the corridor was empty and there was no sign of Jiang Xia at all.
Two seconds later, the consciousness body dissipated unwillingly in the air.
…
Noah was forced to retreat back into its consciousness space.
In its eyes, data flashed by like a long river, and it mobilized and traced back the data in the museum, especially the cameras in several key passages nearby.
Several clips captured Jiang Xia's figure and were quickly pieced together into a complete message.
Noah was looking at the scene where, after he "captured the consciousness", the body was moving away steadily, and it was obvious that someone was still controlling it. His thoughts froze for a moment.
"……"how so?
(End of this chapter)
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