Chapter 242 Will the Secret Believers Also Want to Kill Bai Xue?

In the darkest hour before dawn, the behemoth called London was almost completely hidden in the shadows, with only a few sparse street lights emitting sparse light.

At a remote river bend, dozens of wet figures were stepping onto the muddy riverbank under the cover of night.

This group of people in uniform stepped silently across the soft river sand, and they took uniform steps.

But when their heels were raised, the slightly sunken soil under their feet suddenly filled up, and the shoe prints engraved with height and weight information had strangely disappeared, as if these weird guys had never passed by.

Crovitt followed the leader's orders honestly. Before the soft sand rose by itself, she had already stepped on the slightly petite footprints on the big shoe prints of the church members in front of her, and the mud and sand that was about to surge were stepped back by her.

The slightly raised sand pressed against the soles of her shoes, like some new and gentle foot massage technique... Hehe, it felt itchy in the soles of her feet, which was quite interesting.

Crovitt enjoyed this little game of stepping on shoe prints. It could be said that this was her only entertainment activity in recent days. Since John went on a business trip, she had only used the twin kites to amuse herself when she worked overtime at night.

However, in the past three days, 'Alden and Ramona' seemed to have entered puberty. Not only did they become more and more ferocious, they often cooed in the middle of the night, and their beautiful feathers became more and more dry and haggard. Every time they shook, several ugly feathers would fall off their bodies.

Even if Crovitt tried her best to call the Sea Spring and feed Alden and Ramona, they happily chewed the free food, no matter how much the hateful breeder fed them, they swallowed it all.

Even though the bare, hairless belly was already round like a swollen ball, the feather roots remaining in the flesh and blood also grew scarlet young feathers like flesh tentacles due to excessive nutrition. The light pink blood flowed down from the different-shaped flesh feathers, passing through the golden birdcage and dripping onto the ground, making the two copper pear trees seem to be growing stronger and stronger.

However, although the branches of the small copper pear trees were becoming increasingly thicker and their height almost touched the top of the crypt, the leaves on the branches were becoming increasingly sparse, and the yield of copper pear fruits was even more severely reduced. As of this morning, Crovitt had only picked one full and ripe copper pear after finishing his night overtime work. It seemed that the two copper pear trees had used all their nutrients to expand their size instead of growing leaves and fruits.

The smiling girl had asked the deputy leader Mr. Nello for his opinion on this matter. She was really worried about the situation of ‘Alden and Ramona’ and the two copper pear trees. If the birds died and the trees withered, wouldn’t I have to change to another position and never be able to fish alone again? ! ! !

But the reply Crovitt got was: "Don't be nervous, the situation of the tree and the bird is normal, you can continue to feed them as usual."

"Okay, I thought 'Alden and Ramona' were sick, so can I continue to stay in this position?"

"Don't worry, even if the bird starves to death and the tree dies, Crovitt you will get the same easy position, you are a special existence, your existence and the meaning of other church members... are completely different."

After hearing Mr. Nello's explanation, Crovitt really settled down, and she continued to return to her usual work attitude. If I'm in a good mood, I'll feed you something to eat, and if I'm in a bad mood, I'll just starve you for a day and a night... Especially you, Alden! Don't think that you're great just because you scream the most miserable and loudest. As long as you disturb my rest, I won't feed you anything to eat or drink!

So the kite bird Alden became more and more haggard, and the inside of his round pupils were full of hideous bloodshot. More than half of his feathers had fallen off, and the feather roots that had not fallen off cleanly had even grown rough bone spurs. From a close distance, he looked like a terrifying and bloody bird.

Crovitt thought it was about to enter its molting period like a lizard... Although he had never heard of birds molting, Alden seemed to be an alternative secret world creature, so it was normal for it to be different from ordinary birds, right?

The girl quickly stepped on the shoe prints left by the church members in the front row of the team, feeling the slight bulge from the soft cotton soles, and the soles of her feet were itchy. She couldn't help but want to laugh out loud, but when she thought of the rules within the church, she immediately covered her mouth and swallowed the laughter back - when she was in the underground space just now, she accidentally overheard the conversation of the church members who came late, and knew that John and Melanie had returned to the hospital.

If it weren't for the protective rituals arranged in the underground space to isolate communication and cut off all communication between the inside and outside, Crovitte would have already asked about John's condition through the rhythm of the heart.

'Hehe, John is back just in time. Tomorrow is Sunday, and we can just catch up to go to the restaurant to taste some delicious food together! '

'John has been out for almost a week. I guess he has been sleeping in the open during this period and has definitely not had a real meal... It just so happened that when I went out to pray for the ocean freighter two days ago, the white-bearded captain also gave me some rewards. '

'And it is said that John was particularly seriously injured in this operation. His eyeballs were gouged out by the enemy. He must be in a very low mood and needs to use food to heal his inner pain. '

'Let me treat the date dinner this Sunday! It can also be regarded as a celebration of John's safe return! '

‘Sister, are you right? John will be very moved, right? ’

Crowett asked in her heart. This time, her sister rarely responded to her call, but her reply was full of sarcasm: "Haha, you don't really think John cares about such a meager amount of money, do you?"

"What he longs for...are other, more rare and precious things."

"Something more rare and precious..." Crowett murmured in her heart, "Sister, do you mean to say that what John wants is not just our friendship? But something more precious?!"

"What is that? Is there anything more precious with us?"

The smiling girl was thinking hard, and suddenly a light flashed in her head, and some incredible idea came to her mind, "Sister, I understand what you mean!"

"Could it be that what John wants...isn't our friendship, but us?!!!"

"WhatTheFuke? What weird things are you thinking about?! I asked you to go to the public reading room to learn some new knowledge. Are you reading those erotic articles? Can you be more serious? Learn some really useful knowledge, such as learning the secret method of how to control the power of cups——"

"Have you not noticed the changes in the Crossroads Order in the past two days? Don't you have any sense of crisis in your head? Why are you so naive in your thinking?!!"

"Why the hell is it you, a stupid guy, who controls this body of ours!!!"

Clovette felt her sister's roar and scratched her head in embarrassment, "Hehe, the contents in those ancient books are really boring. I have read them carefully, but I can't help but look at them. Napping is not as interesting as those novels about princesses and knights.”

"Hey sister, why don't you speak? Are you angry again?"

"Hey, hey, hey, sister, sister! Are you still there?"

Clovette asked many questions in her heart, but never got a reply from her sister Emma. She didn't care too much. Anyway, her sister would get sulky for no reason from time to time. I really didn't understand what her sister was thinking... ...Obviously it was a joyful thing for John to come back, so why was she still angry? Doesn’t my sister actually like John? !

'It seems so. Last time, my sister tried to take away my body while I was sleeping and hurt John... It seems that I have to find a way to coordinate the relationship between John and my sister in the future. ’

'Otherwise, wouldn't it be embarrassing to wait until that time later...'

Crowett couldn't help but recall the blushing content described in the novel she had just read. The roots of her ears were unconsciously dyed with a hint of pink, and she almost covered her hot face in shyness.

As the team advanced, they gradually approached the dormitory building for hospital employees. The girl also felt the long-lost familiar heartbeat through her heart. She suppressed her desire to talk and planned to communicate with John in person tomorrow... Oh, it shouldn't be It's a dinner party tonight to celebrate his triumphant return!

However, when Clovette sensed John's specific location through telepathy, she found that he was not in the dormitory room at this time, but in the dormitory of other church members?

"The room in that direction is..."

The girl suddenly felt an unknown premonition rising in her heart. She ran up the stairs in a hurry, even forgetting to change her overtime clothes.

When Clovette suddenly turned the corner at the end of the stairs and came to the corridor on the other floor of the dormitory building, she happened to see John, whom she was eager to see, slowly retreating from the other room with half a foot left. Stepping inside the door, he still seemed a little reluctant to leave, and there was still a trace of annoying and earnest smile on his face covered with hideous scars.

"Then it's settled that I will pick you up and go out to eat with you this afternoon, dear Ms. Melanie."

Thanks to the cup aspect's perception bonus, Crovette heard John's invitation words clearly and unmistakably, and she could hear every letter clearly! ! !

This undoubtedly sounded a deafening roar of thunder in her heart, but this thunder no longer brought the beauty of her heart, but was accompanied by tearing pain.

The place that should belong to her at the dinner party has obviously been replaced... But why did it become like this... It was obviously the first time that Crowett felt her heart flutter.

With someone who can be a lifelong good friend, with someone who also loves food and is willing to share.

The overlap of these two happy things is equivalent to the superposition of two happinesses, which brings more happiness and laughter to Crovette.

What we got was supposed to be a happy time like a childhood dream... But why did it become like this...

Obviously it was me who John came into contact with for the first time, and it was obviously me who John invited to have dinner with him for the first time...it was obviously me who came first...why did it become like this!

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Watson had already sensed the rapid rhythm of his heart. It was none other than his biological twin, Clovette, whom he had been in frequent contact with.

When he turned his head to look, he only had time to see the girl's fleeing back, and there was a faint sound of sobbing in the corridor.

Although Melanie did not see Crovette's figure, she also knew through telepathy that the other party suddenly came and then left in a hurry.

She couldn't help but feel a little surprised, but in an instant she understood why the mascot of the sect had such a violent reaction.

She suddenly felt a little smug in her heart, looking at John Watson with scars on his face in front of her - although his facial features were definitely not handsome, and even now he had hideous scars that were difficult to remove in a short time due to the attack of old Michaelis.

But it must be said that John's appearance and temperament were absolutely masculine, as tough as fine steel that had been forged a hundred times, full of masculinity - this made Melanie's spring heart involuntarily sprout, she hadn't felt this kind of feeling for many years.

Haha, how could that young and immature little girl compare with a successful woman like me who has mature wisdom?

Melanie smiled in her heart with disdain, but she pretended to be concerned and asked: "John, did Crovitt misunderstand our relationship? Do you want to catch up and explain it?"

And John's performance completely satisfied the dry firewood's desire. The tall and strong young man replied directly: "No, whether Crovitt misunderstood is her problem. It has nothing to do with our date this afternoon."

Hearing this, Melanie was so happy that she almost laughed into a dry, wrinkled, and withered old flower. She nodded happily and said that she would definitely be on time for the meeting in the afternoon. In fact, she was already thinking about what kind of makeup she should put on and what evening dress she should wear later.

Watson, who got a definite answer, smiled and nodded with satisfaction, and restrained the moth-phase magic power that was slowly released. Since his intracranial moth was promoted to the third level, the breadth and depth of the release effect have been greatly improved, and even the secrecy has been greatly improved. Even last night, when he used the curled intracranial moth to pretend to be the seed of loyalty in front of Winfreys Morgan, the other party could not tell the real from the fake.

At this moment, it was even easier to control Melanie, who was only at the second level and whose intracranial lamp was broken. He only needed to slightly abandon the other party's rationality and let the resonant emotional heart-phase magic power mixed in the scales of the moth to penetrate the other party's mind, so that he could easily achieve the purpose of hypnosis, making this lady who had not tasted the nourishment of love for a long time feel good.

After Watson chatted with Melanie for a few more words, he returned to his dormitory.

He lay on his back on his bed, and his sharp five senses seemed to be able to hear the girl crying with her face buried in the pillow across the wall... How fragile! If it was Emma who controlled that body, she would have scolded him in person and directly activated the secret transmission to attack him and Melanie.

Watson never went to comfort the sad girl. He just lay there silently, thinking about how to seek more benefits for himself in the future, and thinking about how to communicate with Charlotte Holmes later... What words should I use to deceive the female detective?