A twist of fate

Goddess Protection... Does this believe in Evernight, or which Evil God... Judging from the actual performance, it should be Evil God...Lumian listened to Annesi's answer and made a preliminary judgment in his heart.

At the same time, he silently sighed, "No wonder people who believe in Evil God like to develop their parents, spouses, and children into fellow believers. Otherwise, no matter how careful they are, many details cannot be hidden from family members who know each other and get along day and night..."

Anthony·Reid held the quietly Burning cigarette in his hand and thought for a few seconds, "How did Philip die?"

The intelligence he has collected so far shows that General Philip died of a sudden illness, but this is only an external claim, and the actual situation is unknown.

Annesi replied in an erratic tone, "He had angina in the middle of the night and died before he could be sent to the hospital."

Anthony·Reid asked calmly:

"Where is his Corpse?"

"It was purified, burned into ashes, and sent to Cemetery, the family of Erato District." What Annesi said is all publicly displayed information.

Lumian turned his head and looked at Anthony·Reid:

"Ask about the fate of Beyonder Characteristic."

He felt that Philip must be Beyonder. After all, the other party could grow into a general step by step in the army and was born in the original Nobles family. The probability of not being Beyonder could be said to be very small.

When "Psychiatrist" finished the question, Annesi said in confusion, "What is Beyonder Characteristic?"

Anthony·Reid analyzed the psychology and knowledge of the characters and changed the way of asking:

"Where did the things that separated from Philip's body go? Or, are there special items on and around him, and where did they go?"

Annesi recalled, "While waiting for the servant to arrive and carry him downstairs to take the carriage, he told me with difficulty that if he died, don't be surprised if there was anything strange Change about him. He would put away the things that appeared and leave them to the children.

"Later, later, the funeral was too chaotic and I was too sad. The thing disappeared and can never be found again..."

Can't find it... Lumian suspected that General Philip faked his death before, and now he is more inclined to this guess.

He even felt that the opponent's Beyonder Characteristic had not really separated out. The phenomena seen by Annesi and the items put away were illusions created by corresponding abilities or Ritual, and they would naturally disappear later.

Anthony·Reid, who had discussed this matter with Lumian and the others several times, obviously had similar thoughts. He asked in a calm voice without causing any irritation, "What does that thing look like?"

Mental Body of Annesi spoke out the answer in his voice:

"That was his fist. It had become skinless, and the joints were like black metal. They were very sharp and could easily cut off the back of the chair..."

Beyonder Characteristic combines with a certain part of the body and becomes Potion Main Ingredient...Lumian has rich experience in this.

Anthony·Reid asked for a while and confirmed that Annesi didn't know much, and he didn't even know which Pathway and Sequence General Philip was originally.

Seeing this, Lumian walked around the Master Bedroom room, and his eyes fell on a photo frame placed on the surface of Desk.

There is a group photo of Philip's family, which does not use the color photo technology that has appeared in recent years.

In the family photo, General Philip is wearing a high-ranking officer's uniform with many medals. He is not too tall. Judging from the surrounding reference objects, he is about 1.7 meters tall.

His hair is thick and slightly curled, his eyes are not big, but he has the sharpness of Eagle staring at prey. The beard around his mouth is neatly trimmed, and the tip is even coated with paraffin. The bridge of his nose is more distinctive, as if it has been broken and not healed well, so that it has a bulge in the middle.

Lumian looked at it carefully and wrote down the specific appearance and appearance characteristics of Philip.

If this person really faked his death to break away from the original Destiny, then according to "Justice" Lady, this should only involve the loss of the old Destiny and the gain of the new Destiny, and will not change its appearance.

In other words, the current That One should be a stranger who looks exactly like General Philip. If we meet him in the future, Lumian hopes to recognize him at a glance.

"Let's go." Anthony·Reid finished "mind reading" and said to Lumian with a slight disappointment.

Lumian did not feel frustrated by the setback, and nodded lightly. "Go to that Charitable Organization."

The purpose of the Charitable Organization named "Dreamseekers" is to provide certain help to outstanding young people who come to Trier to pursue their dreams but are temporarily in trouble. For this reason, they even hire such young people and provide them with free Apartment.

Those Apartment are located in the house rented by "Dreamseekers" Charitable Organization. The lower two floors are the workplace and the upper two floors are the staff dormitories.

Osa, who actually controls Charitable Organization, also lives there, saying that he is really helping Dreamseekers, rather than taking the opportunity to make money.

After leaving Livo Street, Lumian and others rushed to District 2, which is Art District, and the financial district.

District 2 was very close to District 3 where they were currently, and not long after, they arrived at a place not far from Saint Varro Street.

"Dreamseekers" Charitable Organization is located in the Number 11 building there.

As soon as they got off the carriage and before approaching the street where the target was located, Lumian and Anthony·Reid saw red firelight rising in the dark night.

The ferocious Burning's Flame turns a building into a giant torch in Evernight.

Lumian's eyes narrowed and he had a bad guess.

After he and Anthony·Reid looked at each other, he ran towards Saint Varro Street.

Deng Deng Deng, the two walked through an alley with Barricades, and saw that the house that had turned into Flame Hell was the Number 11 building, the office location and employee dormitory of "Dreamseekers" Charitable Organization!

Flames, which made a crackling sound, kept leaping into the air, completely blocking the four-story building and burning it to black. No one called for help from any window, and no one tried to jump down. It was so quiet inside that it was as if everyone had died long ago.

Residents living on this street woke up, fled in a hurry, wanted to help the firefighters, or watched the excitement from a distance.

"We are late..." Anthony·Reid looked at the building of Burning and said with a sigh.

Lumian stared for a moment, slowly shook his head and said, "No.

"Maybe it's just that Destiny doesn't want us to gain anything. No matter how early we come, we will still see similar things."

With so many Evil God Gift-Bearers gathering together to plan things, you will inevitably encounter various interferences during the investigation, some are direct, some are indirect, some seem normal, some are quite weird, and some are not as if Destiny is not favoring them.

Lumian paused and said, "This at least shows that we are on the right path."

Anthony·Reid was silent for a few seconds and said, "This indirectly proves that General Philip and Evil God's beliefs are related. The encounters between me and my comrades are probably due to this..."

As he spoke, his voice gradually became lower.

A few dozen meters away from the Burning building, Lumian's face was reflected in the firelight, and he looked forward and asked calmly, "Do you still want to pursue it?"

"This matter is becoming more and more dangerous. It is countless times more dangerous than when you were attacked and the sound of gunshots was everywhere.

"To this day, you are still afraid of what happened that night and the sudden gunshots. Do you really have the courage and determination to pursue this investigation?"

Anthony·Reid was silent for a while. The middle-aged man who had withstood the wind and rain did not make a sound for a long time.

In front of him were houses engulfed in red Flames, firefighters in red and blue uniforms and masks, and chaotic and noisy citizens.

After an unknown amount of time, the "Psychiatrist", whose hairline had receded quite a bit and whose face was a little fatter, said in a low voice, "Perhaps, I died in that attack, and the only one alive now is Evil Spirit, who is chasing the truth and trying to take revenge."

"I can be destroyed, but I can't give up. That's what I thought after you told me last time that there were clues and hope."

Lumian laughed, turned his head, looked at Anthony and said, "Welcome Hell, who has fallen into revenge."

After returning to the market area, Lumian immediately wrote to Ms. "Magician" about the course of tonight's actions and the final results.

He felt that the current situation was beyond what they could handle. No matter what clues they obtained, they would eventually find that it was interrupted, just like Destiny.

This made Lumian a little afraid to investigate further, fearing that the actions of himself and others would destroy the little hope.

Not long after, "Doll" Messenger brought the neatly folded Paper:

"The intertwining of all Destiny is performing a drama.

"If there are any clues later, tell me the important ones first, and investigate the less important ones by yourself. Termiboros is sealed in your body. This is a heavy stone that can stir up ripples of River of Fate. It will not be affected so easily, but other people cannot.

"In addition, we will also make other attempts."

Other attempts...Lumian felt that "Tarot Club" should have done a lot of things secretly, but like himself and others, they were unable to trace it in the end.

With the strength of "Tarot Club", he suspected that this matter even had direct interference from Angel or even Evil God.

After burning the letter in his hand, Lumian lay on the bed, succumbing to sleep and thinking about which direction he could pursue:

"Related to 'Hostel', the groups prone to problems are Painter, novelists and people with a hobby of reading..."

As soon as the thought passed by, Lumian thought of a person:

Playwright Gabriel who once lived in Golden Rooster Inn.

This Saint Michel Street moved to District 2, where a large number of Painter and writers live. It is an artistic place that is very suitable for communication and creation.

"Mr. K and Official Organization currently only exclude Painter and writers who have a certain reputation. There are too many people who only regard painting and writing as hobbies and do not make a living from it for the time being. It will not be possible in a short time. Investigate one by one... Many of the outstanding young people who come to Trier to pursue their dreams are engaged in art...'Dreamseekers'Charitable Organization Even the archive files were burned..."

Lumian made a quick decision and planned to visit Gabriel at dawn and ask him if he had ever encountered any weird yet-to-be-famous writers, Painter, or if he had heard any strange remarks from these groups.