Chapter 166: Cross Dislocation

"It was so fast, the palm didn't seem to be exerting force directly, and the blood would be ejected before splashing onto the body."

When it comes to the supernatural, the Gallic officials, who have not yet recovered from the shadow of the near collapse of the iron tower, immediately tensed up their nerves. The newly established mysterious three bureaus accelerated their operations. Considering that if supernatural disasters happened again in the country in a short period of time, people's hearts might be unstable, Olivier opened up the intelligence sharing and investigation rights of this case to the United States and Japan in exchange for eliminating the threat as soon as possible.

Although William also served America secretly, it was not easy to bring it to the surface, so he sent the unlucky old man Mason to lead the team to Gaul.

Because she was afraid that the deep-sea monster might not be dead yet, Amei did not dare to send out the two local extraordinary people easily.

The President really doesn't want to drop another nuclear bomb on himself.

Some people also suspected that the deep-sea monster was in league with the Wilderness Domination Organization, which would put the Wolf Lord in Maple Country in great danger.

Should we wipe them out at all costs in advance, or continue to appease them and plan for the future?

The top leadership is in a state of strategic vacillation.

"It seems that Olivier really wants to maintain stability. He has told us all the known information about the case. Next, according to the agreement, our actions also require the participation of the people from their mysterious Third Bureau, who have the right to know about and make suggestions on the action plan."

By the window, Mason closed the window to block out the cold air outside, then turned around and sat opposite William on the sofa.

"For this extraordinary person, there is no matching character in our database, but if we follow the researcher's Gallic chessboard hypothesis, it seems to make sense."

William took a sip of coffee. He and Mason were old acquaintances and had even been colleagues for a period of time, so they could be considered familiar with each other.

"I learned yesterday that 'in the future, there may be treasures in Gaul that will interest the extraordinary, so all parties are using this place as a chessboard.' In fact, according to this statement, Japan has long been a chessboard. Didn't the Holy Infant Assembly reveal any information?"

Mason touched the cross around his neck, hoping his life wouldn't be in danger again this time.

William shrugged and spread his hands in a very American way: "Now I can no longer access the intelligence on the Holy Infant. Commander Richie is in direct contact with me. At most, I know some activities of the Holy Infant gathering. They are also trying their best to conduct experiments and increase the number of awakened extraordinary people. It seems that due to some restrictions, the extraordinary people from their other world will not be able to come for a long time in the future, so they need to form a force."

“.There was such a big commotion in Gaul before, didn’t the Holy See take any action?” Judging from the map, the Holy See is not far from Gaul, and the previous apparition of the Kingdom of Heaven happened in Gaul.

"In this regard, Olivier has implicitly stated that he does not want the Holy See to intervene."

"Oh, I see. It seems that he is more afraid of the church than of us. First, the Kingdom of Heaven appeared. If the church is allowed to turn the tide, it will be very bad indeed."

The two had a half-reminiscent, half-business conversation, and Mason had a clearer understanding of the current situation.

"Any progress?" William answered the phone.

Mason, who was sitting opposite him, could vaguely hear a rather fast voice coming from the phone.

"Okay, you continue to follow up, I'll be there soon." William hung up the phone.

"The second dead person appeared?" Mason guessed.

William nodded: "It appeared, but it was in London."

"Lun City?"

London International Airport.

"Be careful outside, and try not to use divine favor if you can avoid it, otherwise it will easily attract the attention of the authorities."

"Professor, please rest assured that I will not joke about my own safety. Moreover, I am only looking for some wild animals to try out the experiment. My main focus every day will still be on the Paradise Node, studying with you."

Augustus used the excuse of studying wildlife to leave London for a while.

Jeremy didn't doubt it too much; it certainly seemed like something Augustus would do.

"Okay, it's almost time to check the tickets. Professor, you should go back first. Be careful of the wind and snow."

"Well, be safe, I'm leaving."

A special plane landed at the airport. William and his entourage got on the car in a hurry and left the airport in a hurry, led by police officers and agents sent by Scotland Yard and MI6.

Augustus withdrew his gaze from the back of the police car, patted the snowflakes on his shoulders, and walked into the airport.

"I'm J from MI6. You can just call me Mr. J. I already know your identities. According to the agreement we made before, you need our company for all your actions in Bretonnia."

The back seat of the car was closed and faced each other, and sat the MI6 representative, William, Mason and an agent sent by Gaul.

"I have no objection. I need more information now." William just wanted to get the information as soon as possible.

Mason naturally would not have any objection.

J took out the paper document and handed it to them.

"So far, there are two people found dead with the same cause of death. Both lived in Newham, were immigrants, and had not lived a glorious life. One of them was burned beyond recognition when he was found. We confirmed the cause of death based on the scattered head tissue."

"The file contains a portrait of the suspect, drawn based on the footprints at the scene and part of the face captured by the surveillance camera."

The two of them looked at the portrait carefully.

It is highly similar to the portrait of the suspect in Gaul.

He was dressed in black, wearing a hat, was tall, and had a clown mask.

So, that person came from London to Gaul and continued to kill people? He was not specifically targeting Olivier?
But the victims are also people with immigration experience.

Based on the information at hand, William sorted the time when the victims were killed.

[First, London, December 11, estimated time of death, 3pm to am on the th.]

[Second place, London, December 11, 1pm to 2am am.] [Third place, Bali, December , am.]

"Do you think it was a multiple-person operation or just one?" Mason asked.

"Both are possible, but I tend to think there are multiple people. Otherwise, they will be easily exposed once the flight is checked, unless he has some means of teleportation." William judged.

"Okay, I'll check in the single-person direction, mainly following up on flights and ferries." The two of them assigned the tasks in just a few words.

"If it's a single player, the fourth target will be in Bali or London."

That night.

Soon after nightfall, the wind and snow gradually subsided.

The iron tower and the giant hand are both covered with a layer of white. Although there are no colorful lights to contrast with them and the square below only has newly installed street lights, it still has a unique beauty and attracts many people to stop and look up.

It’s a pity that the iron tower and the base of the giant hand are surrounded by a circle for protection and construction, which slightly destroys the beauty.

Augustus was inconspicuous among them. After admiring it for a while, he looked at the time. Following the night, he naturally sneaked into the corners and appeared in the shadows dressed as the murderer's portrait.

Based on the information provided by Heath, he skillfully found the back door of a store and broke in directly.

There was a commotion inside, and then the sound of melodious and elegant music slowly began to sound.

Occasionally, there were sounds like balloons popping mixed in.

“Woo—woo!”

A moment later, the boss, whose hands and feet were tied and his mouth was gagged, looked at his headless subordinates and peed on the ground in fear.

At this moment, the walls and floor of the entire room seemed to be covered with blood flowers. The excess blood slowly slid down, outlining the breath of death.

“Isn’t it okay to cut down a lot of knowledge?”

Augustus pondered for a moment, then looked at the last person and extended his hand.

This time, he planned to control the technique and slow down the completion speed as much as possible.

And adopt the method of open window observation.

What does opening a window mean?
He needed to observe the subjects' brains directly.

Amid the shrill guttural sounds, Augustus seemed so cautious and serious. Even with a clown mask on, he still had a studious air.

As the technique was activated, his brain began to wriggle strangely. Seeing this, he immediately tried his best to slow down the input.

One minute, two minutes
The technique that could be completed in just a dozen seconds was dragged out to five minutes by him.

The subject's gaze gradually changes from fear and pain to dullness and confusion.

Augustus withdrew his hand, panting, staring at the strange-looking man in front of him with fatigue.

His eyes were lifeless, but his expression was constantly changing and his mouth was open.

"I"

Augustus could see from his open mouth that a flame was rising from his throat.

Snapped--

The head exploded with a crisp sound, just like before.

All the blood and debris that tried to approach Augustus were shaken away by the "windbreaker" he had prepared in advance.

Although he still failed, he smiled.

At least, there has been good progress.

Without staying here for too long, he quickly returned to the tower from the shadows in less than half an hour.

After leisurely buying some souvenirs in the shopping street, he returned to the hotel and entered the Paradise Node as soon as possible.

Heath was already waiting there.

"Why are you so sure that the extraordinary person will stay with Olivier? Just based on the existing information? If we guess wrong, I don't think the two of us combined will be his match." Heath asked curiously.

Augustus smiled gently. "I am also betting. Our biggest advantage is the unknown. Before confirming the strength of the Joker, the 'Gallic Hero' will not feel at ease to leave Olivier. And I think that the big man gambled the first time because he did not have a suitable countermeasure. But now, he does not need to gamble."

"That's why you asked me to show up under the Eiffel Tower and kill an immigrant on purpose, to show that the Joker might be targeting Olivier." Heath seemed to be thinking about something.

"But this method won't last long. Whether the 'hero' is willing or forced, he must be kind, so soon he may take the initiative to patrol Bari." Augustus didn't seem to be worried.

"You'll be dangerous," Heath said bluntly.

“Risk is the twin of research. Avoiding risk blindly is like a flower in a greenhouse that cannot withstand the wind and snow.”

"That doesn't sound like something a researcher would say. The plane is about to land. I will proceed with the plan as scheduled."

"I believe in you. Your determination for revenge is no less than my desire for the future."

(End of this chapter)