Chapter 262: Meeting an Old Friend Again

As he said that, the investigator standing next to Riya changed his attitude completely.

"Why don't you, sir, hide it for a little bit, otherwise we will be in trouble."

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"Well, I don't want to cause any trouble to you either. This is not in line with my personal ethics."

Riya picked up the dinner plate in front of her. On the plate was a piece of fresh, untouched meat. It was cooked to medium rare. If you cut it open at this time, you can still see the blood-red texture: "Eat something?"

"No, we have a rule that you can't collect things indiscriminately."

An investigator waved his hand, and the next second, little Shival opened his eyes slightly.

"Stab!!!"

Tentacles appeared in those shadows and instantly pierced the investigator's flesh and blood, corroding him into a mass of inhuman black coal.

In the end, even the remaining carbide was swallowed up by the tentacles.

Ria picked up the tea on the table and took a sip. At this time, another investigator sat opposite him. He picked up the knives and forks on both sides of the dinner plate with impeccable manners, cut off a half-rare steak and put it in Taste in your mouth.

"How did you tell?"

"Ordinary investigators wouldn't mention the existence of that person. They probably haven't even heard of it, but you just said it. Isn't it just a direct identification?"

Ria put down the tea cup, and the ceramic cup made a crisp sound when it touched the tea tray.

"Pay me for the food before I kill you."

"Your attitude is much better than before. Are you used to it? Habit is a good thing."

The investigator laughed, placed a few pieces of paper on the tablecloth, and then cut the entire steak into pieces with a knife directly in front of Riya.

He spoke the next words in a tone like an old friend Riya hadn't seen for many years.

"Good afternoon, I will come to see you when I have time, no--"

Before he could pronounce that name, numerous tentacles had completely devoured it.

And Riya's eyes gradually revealed coldness.

These people are not investigators at all, but impostors—investigators transformed from people possessed by the consciousness of Hephaestus. They can even be called clones of Hephaestus.

His clones may be denser and more ubiquitous than imagined. These clones have different strengths and will come out in unexpected ways from time to time to destroy people's spirits and mentality.

There is no way to kill them all. As long as Hephesgetu's body doesn't die, there can be thousands of clones of him.

"It's really unprecedented to see such a level of schizophrenia."

Riya looked down at little Shival, which had now closed its eyes again, and Riya had been gesturing for the next patients to continue to remain hidden.

His body was gradually enveloped in gray-black fog, and then blended into the shadows. Soon after, the real investigators stepped onto the train and began searching.

These people thought they were late and ran in a hurry. After a simple search with no results, they left here.

Now the patients have reappeared on the train. The crew's memory has been affected by the mysterious items and they are completely unaware of the seriousness of the matter.

"Those people..."

After reappearing, Melphas hesitated to speak.

"They are the clones of a certain guy. Have you heard of the White Mask Church? Originally we thought it was destroyed, but now the new White Mask Church still exists, and its scale is not small."

"I've heard about it, and I've killed a few of their members, but I didn't expect it."

Melfas looked at Ria, who had a serious face: "Their appearance on the train is undoubtedly a provocation. The witches are about to gather. These people are key intelligence personnel and researchers, and they control the most direct supernatural power." ability.

To be honest, I don’t believe that Hephaestus would give up the opportunity to go to the tea party. He might even sneak in and plan an ambush there. If all the witches were caught in one fell swoop, I don’t need to remind you of the consequences. "

Shafir also noticed something was wrong: "Should we remind Miss Leilana Feili to change her address?"

"I believe that she must have taken precautions against these things. After all, although she seems unreliable on the surface, she actually has her own opinions and wisdom."

Melphas put away the staff that was as tall as a person: "Anyway, I'd better write her a letter first. Damn it, my hands are shaking when I think of the person in the white mask.

Every tea party will encounter countless obstacles, but everyone always has a way to solve it, and I believe this time will be the same. "

As he spoke, he quickly finished writing a letter and sent it out in a way that Ria couldn't understand.

Everyone was calming down, and during this period, Riya picked up the papers on the table and looked at them. Unexpectedly, she found that they were not counterfeit banknotes, and there were no hidden assassination methods.

It turned out to be just a few mediocre pieces of money.

Trading can exchange for faith, but it is useless for Leah to collect their faith, because no matter how he does it, the conclusion is just that-these people are all his believers, and their faith has no impurities and is completely the most sincere faith. .

As long as Riya gives the order, they can die, but in what way they die is uncertain.

For the first time, Riya intuitively felt the disadvantages of the identity of "god", especially when strength and status did not match, countless troubles would follow.

But it was not his fault. At first, the young man just wanted to use a new name of "trade" to take things step by step, and his actions were also in line with the interpretation process of his main meme [black trader].

He restrained his followers from suddenly becoming strange, and avoided a group of people suddenly coming to surround him and "praise trade" when he was walking on the street.

But a group of messy people came out from behind and disrupted his plan. This forced Liya to pay attention every day to observe who was from the White Mask Church. He needed to be vigilant and suspicious of everyone he saw.

If this continued, he felt that he was not far from mental disorder.

Melfas: "North Aedlin, it has to be North Aedlin. Usually we gather in more prosperous cities, such as Cranbea last time. I was not there the time before that, but it is said that the time before that was Syrogomus.

The choice of North Aedlin as the address, close to the Gothic Sea, makes people wonder if the prophecy will be brought forward. And after this incident, we know that the White Masks also care about the prophecy."

Lea: "Since the White Masks care, it is impossible for other underground church members not to care. It can be said that the prophecy is undoubtedly a huge hidden danger for those who know the existence of the prophecy, making them want to know everything about the prophecy at all costs.

This gathering may be more lively than usual."