You Are Just Yourself

Lynch pretended not to hear Miss Daly's words. It was indeed what he had reminded Rozanne earlier, but he was certain that he hadn't said a single extra word; it was all Rozanne's own imagination.

Moreover, Leonard seemed to be interested in Klein, and heaven knows he was almost stunned when he discovered that Leonard had dug up Klein's grave that very day.

This person is even more interested in Klein than in the original story.

"Alright, let's go visit the Cherwood Borough now."

Lynch was about to leave when he stopped abruptly, saying casually, "Oh, right, I should put on my inspector's uniform; it'll be easier to cover my rounds as a police officer."

Daly paused for a moment, about to say something, when she saw Lynch hesitate, then say with a hint of realization, "We need to get some more bullets; it will help us."

Lynch hurried off to prepare, while Daly, left behind, looked blankly at Dunn.

"What's wrong with him?"

"They admire me so much that they're just copying me."

Dunn pursed his lips, trying to suppress the sound of his laughter.

Lynch's imitations are getting more and more convincing; it's like he's seeing a carbon copy of him.

"Is this really okay?"

Daly frowned, glancing in the direction Lynch had left. She knew Lynch often imitated Dunn and Leonard, but she thought it should only be a slight imitation. To this extent, wasn't it a bit off?

"You've reminded me, this really isn't good. He might be losing his best friend Klein and acting irrationally. He even said before that he seemed to hear the voice of an evil spirit."

Dunn rubbed his temples, looked at Lynch who had crawled up from underground, and said gently, "Stop imitating us. Imitation is one thing, but I don't want you to become like me!"

Lynch froze for a moment, then patted his head.

Sure enough, the Integrator was much more troublesome. Despite constantly reminding himself that he was himself, he would always unknowingly become someone else.

Especially the Sleepless, he has been imitating almost all the time, so much so that he doesn't even feel there's anything wrong with imitating the Captain or Leonard now.

However, the results were commendable. Dunn noticed the problem and reminded him, allowing him to digest some of the Potion.

These past few days he hasn't been able to find a way to play the role of the Integrator. The Integrator is clearly not something that can be digested simply by imitation; it probably requires the actor to remember who they are.

Wait a minute, he removed the Sleepless's Pathway from his home earlier, but did he also leave behind the Seer Pathway?

He himself is not afraid of evil spirits, after all, he is currently suffering from the Creeping Hunger, which contains a Sun Pathway soul, and he can deal with it completely with the Creeping Hunger.

But he was so frightened that he ran away.

Klein, it must be Klein!

He was imitating Klein, which is why he was frightened by the evil spirit and his first reaction was to run away and find Dunn.

He thought that by knowing about the problems with Sequence 7 in advance, he could avoid the danger, but he didn't even notice the problems when these side effects occurred.

Fortunately, Dunn reminded him.

"Yes, I am still me, Dunn, you'll have to remind me next time."

Lynch shook his head, and then he realized a problem: he was now much more relaxed imitating the Sleepless's Pathway —no, it should be Dunn's Sleepless's Pathway —and could even choose whether or not to imitate Dunn's actions and expressions.

This may be because Dunn's reminder made him more Spirituality wary of this Pathway.

However, this method was obviously a shortcut. There were many Pathway in his imitation panel, and he didn't even know who those people were. He had no way of getting them to remind him.

So we need to think of a solution.

For example, add another habitual action to your routine.

He used to fold his sleeves before making any decisions, then casually pat them a couple of times to create extra wrinkles. This way, if his actions were different, he could simply abandon the current Pathway.

But since he only responds when he clearly needs to make a decision, he should now set up a timed reminder.

Thinking of this, Lynch glanced at the watch on his wrist.

This was given to him by Mr. Azik. The dial is like an ordinary watch, but it is an extraordinary item that can be moved to a very distant place at any time. Each use requires the sacrifice of a life.

But for Lynch, this side effect disappeared completely, meaning he could obviously use the watch without limit.

Of course, he doesn't intend to use it now, but rather to time the clock.

He planned to have the watch remind him every half hour to keep him alert and to use his Spirituality to confirm that he is who he is, and that imitation is just imitation.

This way, he won't have to wait until he has to make a decision to realize that he has a problem.

"I suspect you were joking with me just now; you're not doing any of my usual movements anymore."

Dunn shook his head with amusement when he saw Lynch's actions.

"What's wrong? Are you not used to it? Do you want me to imitate you? We can try it tonight, I think—"

Miss Daly suddenly spoke up from the side.

Before she could finish speaking, Lynch had already run out of the Nighthawks squad. He truly hated these couples; they didn't treat others like human beings at all and had no sense of shame whatsoever.

After Miss Daly finished joking with Dunn, Lynch jumped into the carriage with her.

It's worth mentioning that Miss Daly paid for the carriage, feeling she should take care of team members like Lynch.

Lynch immediately forgave her for her actions.

at the same time.

Cherwood Borough.

Klein suddenly stood up; he felt he should go out for a walk, staying at home was just too boring.

He complied with this intention.

As he left the Cherwood Borough, wearing his hat and carrying his newly bought Walking Stick, pretending to be a gentleman on his way to work, he saw the profile of Miss Daly through the wind-blown window of a carriage.

He immediately pulled his hat down low and left without stopping.

After he left, Lynch and Daly turned their heads at the same time.

"Let's start by asking around at this company."

Daly knocked on the door of number 15 in the Cherwood Borough. If Klein was still there, he would have come straight to the Door Opening and seen his former teammate with his poorly disguised face.

But he wasn't home at the moment. Only Mrs. Sammer opened the door a short distance away, asking with a slightly puzzled tone, "Officers, are you looking for Mr. Moriarty? What has he done wrong?"

"No, we haven't done anything wrong. We're here to find a witness, so we'll be asking around the entire Cherwood Borough."

Lynch smiled and winked at Mrs. Mrs. Sammer, who smiled shyly and then warmly invited the two officers in.

"I'll brew you some tea from Francis, which costs a pound. By the way, what's your approximate weekly wage?"