Chapter 1897 A Group of Demons Dancing Wildly (I Found Out that I Bought Yeast After Finishing Yesterday)

After handing over the time-consuming troublesome matters to Detective Valentine, Fangzheng lived a leisurely life for a period of time. His daily work was to read newspapers, drink tea, chat with Nimfu, go for a walk, and then talk to Nim. Fu and Asakura Ryoko had dinner together, and contacted Tiandao Palace by the way.

Of course, Fangzheng also reported the situation here to the Goddess of Order, but as he thought, neither Fina nor the assembly of the Goddess of Order knew what the ontology did in this world, nor did she know why she would In doing so, Fangzheng had no choice but to continue the investigation by himself.

And during this period of time, judging from the news in the newspaper that Fang Zheng read, this world can be described as a chaos of demons.

That's right, demons dance wildly.

Generally speaking, in other worlds, most of the media and serious newspapers report on the front pages of some major national events, and then discuss some social and legal issues, followed by other entertainment, gossip, sports and other news. But in this world, whether it is financial legal system or political entertainment, all kinds of media have reported various mysterious events in various places.

For example, there was mass madness and hysteria in spring in a certain place. Many people who did not know each other suddenly started to shout that the end of the world was coming, and then smashed, looted and burned the whole city. However, just half a month after the police arrested these lunatics, they suddenly became sober again, expressing that they were completely ignorant of what they had done.

There is also an artist who committed suicide by jumping off a building in full view after drawing a profane and horrific painting for an exhibition, and a group of cultists besieged the police.

All in all, the media is full of suicides, homicides, mass insanity, artist gibberish, and weird letters from readers that make you think editors should be sent to mental institutions... Well, all in all, this stuff is good to watch Most just feel that the world seems to be a mess.

Of course, it's still very interesting as horror novel material.

By the way, Detective Valentine also gained a lot during this period.

As a detective, he is still very capable of action. It didn't take a few days for Valentine to report the information he investigated to Fangzheng. He used the photos taken by the previous jewelry (the jewelry was returned directly because Valentine felt disgusted. I gave it to Fangzheng), and asked my friends at the police station, and soon learned that the pattern on this jewelry was related to a missing persons case that the police station had cracked before.

Police were investigating a cult gathering in New Orleans, and they arrested a group of cult members. At first they thought it was just a group of ordinary voodoo believers, but with the deepening of the arrest and investigation, the police thought it was a new type of religious group they had never seen before, so they asked archaeologists and anthropologists home help.

As a result, Valentine himself got news from his colleagues in the police station, and then went to visit the anthropologist Professor William Channing Weber who had solved this problem for the police. Although Valentine tried to further discuss this issue with Professor Weber, it was a pity that Professor Weber was old and seriously ill at the time, and it was difficult to communicate with others. The news Valentine got from him was The pattern of the brooch on his hand and the weird statue that the police commissioned him to investigate before are all related to a very weird religious tribe on the west coast of Greenland.

Then Valentine went to Greenland in this way, and then sent back a message to Founder again.

It's just that this time his tone seemed a little hasty. He told Fang Zheng that he had indeed investigated a mysterious Inuit group in Greenland and learned some terrible things. He would continue to investigate and then report again. Before Fangzheng could speak, Detective Valentine hung up the phone in the name of worrying about someone eavesdropping.

And when he received another call from Detective Valentine a few days later, the detective's voice had already started to distort, even showing signs of hysteria. He asked Fang Zheng to come to Dunedin Port in New Zealand to meet him immediately. He found some terrible things, but he wasn't sure... Well, after hearing this, Fang Zheng knew he was in the right place.

perhaps.

After that, Fang Zheng took Nimfu, Asakura Ryoko, and Francis to New Zealand together, and met the detective at the designated hotel.

but……………

"You look terrible, Detective Valentine."

Looking at Detective Valentine, who was pale and thin-cheeked, Fangzheng couldn't help feeling emotional, and Valentine waved his hands nervously, signaling Fangzheng not to speak, then he quickly opened the door and looked around, As if worried about being watched by someone, he quickly closed the door.

Not only that, Fangzheng also found that almost all the doors in Valentine's hotel room were locked, including the windows were tightly blocked, even the mirror was no exception.

"To be honest, Mr. Van Helsing, if you don't come again, I think I might collapse..."

While talking, Valentine gestured behind him, and Fangzheng saw a red-haired woman lying on a bed not far away. She was unconscious at the moment.

"Who is this?"

"Her name is Wendy, and she is the granddaughter of Professor Weber. I told Professor Weber before that we wanted to investigate this matter. He himself was unable to move due to serious illness, so he asked his granddaughter to help me investigate."

"Oh………"

Fangzheng looked at the red-haired woman meaningfully, and then stared at Valentine.

"Are you going to pick up girls with the money I gave you?"

Although this is also a daily operation in detective novels.

"No, I am not………"

Facing Fangzheng's question, Valentine seemed a little embarrassed, but he quickly changed the topic.

"These people are..."

"They are my assistants, and this is my client."

Fangzheng introduced each other to them respectively, then sat on the sofa and looked at Valentine.

"Okay, Detective Valentine, we didn't come all the way from Arkham to this shitty place like New Zealand to hang out and make friends. Tell me what you found."

"Yes, Mr. Van Helsing, frankly..."

Facing Fangzheng, Valentine's complexion seemed to improve a lot. He continued to talk about his previous encounters. After finding clues from Greenland, Valentine came to Dunedin Port in New Zealand. According to Valentine, there are A group of mixed-race people who also believe in that religion seem to be doing something here, and they have a very bad reputation around the pier. It is said that these people always go to the woods at night to hold shady gatherings, and some people even think they are devils Believer.

In addition, Valentine also learned that these people seem to be planning some "major ceremony" recently, but just as he planned to follow up with further investigations, Valentine found himself being followed.

And after that, he always had some mysterious hallucinations and encountered some unexplainable things, and Miss Wendy who was with him fell into a coma two days ago. I don't know why it was the members of those terrible mixed races who came. Fortunately, Valentine was very vigilant at the time, which made them retreat.

but………

"At that time, those people didn't feel like human beings at all. They gave off a very strange fishy smell. I thought it was the peculiar smell of fishermen at sea, but it was not the case at all, and their hands and feet looked like It seems to be different from ordinary people..."

Hearing Detective Valentine's narration, Francis also turned pale and nodded repeatedly. It seems that he also recalled the tragic experience in Innsmouth.

"I understand the situation."

After listening to Detective Valentine's story, Fangzheng nodded, then he narrowed his eyes and looked at Valentine.

"I should have warned you, don't explore the content, just investigate their destination and location, that's what I said, right?"

"……………Yes."

Facing Fangzheng's inquiry, Valentine seemed a little dejected. In fact, during the phone call, the other party did warn him not to worry about what they were doing, but to investigate where they were doing it. Frankly speaking, this kind of request is quite weird to Valentine, because the general client will ask himself to find out what the subject of the investigation is doing and why.

But Fang Zheng's request was the opposite. He repeatedly told Valentine not to care why they did this or what they were doing, as long as they knew where they were doing it.

But I still...

"...Because of that woman, right?"

Fangzheng silently glanced at Wendy who was lying on the bed, while Valentine lowered his head in embarrassment.

"Yes, she said that this sect is very old and has considerable research value..."

I knew it was normal for women to do things in horror novels and movies.

Women, archaeologists, and researchers are basically standard accessories in horror stories.

Valentine's own intuition as a detective, coupled with Fang Zheng's reminder, so he instinctively felt that it was not a good thing to be close to those disgusting things, so he was able to maintain his sanity. But Wendy was different. She had almost completely plunged into the research of things that seemed disgusting to Valentine. Not only that, but her expression was becoming more and more dazed, as if she was on drugs.

And two days ago, there was an earthquake and storm here, and after that, Wendy fell into a coma and never woke up.

Fortunately, Valentine had already called Fangzheng at that time, so he arrived in time.

"Forget it, look at you... Come on, drink this."

While speaking, Fangzheng took out what looked like a bottle of mineral water. Valentine took it suspiciously, opened it, gulped it down, and then...

The next moment, his complexion changed drastically, and he rushed directly to the bathroom next to him.

Afterwards, there was an up and down sound of "Wooah, wooah". After a while, Valentine, who was like a ghost, dragged out weakly again.

"Sir, what is that... what you gave me to drink?"

"Take it as holy water."

"Holy water...? But why do I feel like I've taken laxatives?"

"Detoxification is also good, you feel better now."

"This... is indeed..."

Although the appearance seemed to be weaker than before, Valentine was surprised to find that after the vomiting and diarrhea just now, all the voices that had been troubling him before had disappeared. He stopped his heart, and the tension that made him fearful and uneasy disappeared unconsciously, and he felt unprecedentedly relaxed.

It wasn't the result of taking some kind of drug, it was more like the shadow that wrapped around his body had completely disappeared.

"This is………"

"It does seem to be working."

Seeing this, Fangzheng nodded silently. He had always hoped to find out at which level the influence of the Cthulhu Mythos on humans in this world began. What Fangzheng gave to Valentine just now was that he was in the main world. The purchased magic potion can be used to dispel spiritual charms. Originally, Fang was thinking that if it didn't work, he would use other ones as a test product... I didn't expect it to be so smooth.

"Okay, let's get down to business."