Chapter 167: Soul Gathering

In the early morning, sirens blared.

Police cars surrounded the store where the incident occurred.

Inside, the official staff who had been tortured yesterday were once again playing the game of collecting skull fragments and synthesizing a complete skull.

However, this time the fragments were mixed together from several people, so it was probably difficult to tell which one belonged to which.

After receiving the news, Mason rushed back overnight, while William continued to stay in London. He believed that the same murder would definitely happen in London next.

"A nearby surveillance camera captured a blurry silhouette that roughly matches the figure of the Joker."

"But there is very little information captured by the surveillance camera. We suspect that the clown was moving on the roof."

"What are the results of the investigation?" Mason examined the blood scene in front of him without turning his head.

"No footprint information has been collected yet."

Mason nodded slightly and integrated his thoughts based on the existing clues.

London killed two people, and then Barry killed two more people. If another incident happens in London, then based on the assumption that the murderer is a single person, we only need to overlap the entry and exit information of the time periods between the murders in different countries.

Although Mason also felt that the other party would not be so stupid.

If the murderer was a single person, there would be no need to take this risk unless he had a way to cross the two countries without leaving any records.

If the murderer is an organization, there is no need to use any means of transportation and risk leaving traces. They can just coordinate the time and kill each other.

Unless the murderer's purpose is difficult for them to understand.

"Captain, Mr. Olivier is here."

The report from his subordinate interrupted his train of thought. He glanced at the place in front of him and realized it was obviously not suitable for conversation, so he stepped out and found Olivier who was listening to the report from his own people.

Mason's attention was more on Abdul, who was standing next to Olivier, looking a little reserved and was packaged as a 'Gallic hero'.

Mason, who has extensive experience in judging people, knew at first sight that Abdul, the hero, was not the same kind of person as Jamie.

Probably more like Carlos.

Abdul was keenly aware of Mason's gaze and smiled and nodded at him as a greeting.

Mason returned the gesture.

Olivier also saw Mason and walked over. He should know English, but he still spoke Gaulish, and then the subordinate who had just made a report helped translate.

"Captain Mason, thank you for coming all the way to assist us."

"You're welcome, sir. I'm only here because I was ordered to."

"I read your and William's report and thought the Joker's target might be me?"

"Yes sir, but this is only a possibility. We need further investigation to reach a conclusion."

"Do you think the Joker is a threat to Abdul?"

"Every extraordinary person should not be ignored, but Mr. Abu has outstanding defensive abilities. I think he should be able to protect you and himself."

Mason is ambiguous, and even if he is sure, he won't show it.

Moreover, he felt that the other party was not actually seeking for any answers, but was just using him to convey his words to Abdul beside him without leaving any traces. Otherwise, there would be no need for a translator.

Seeing that the two had finished their conversation, Abdul took the initiative to ask, "Sir, can I go in and take a look?"

Olivier hesitated, but nodded: "You'd better be mentally prepared and not have too much pressure."

Abdul nodded. He could get a "sense" of the surrounding area by touching the ground, but that kind of perception was ultimately not as strong and powerful as the visual impact.

After a moment, he walked out with a pale face.

Olivier patted his shoulder and said nothing.

In the next two days, two similar murders occurred in London. The two scenes were far apart, but in the latter murder, the clown was discovered by the gradually strengthened police force, but the clown used his extremely fast speed to escape the pursuit.

William remained expressionless as he looked at the words "Kill Olivier" painted in blood on the wall of the last victim's house. However, the mysterious person from Bureau 3 who was following him on the case looked very solemn and quickly made a phone call to report.

The Joker should know that Olivier is accompanied by an extraordinary person, but he still made such a threat. Is he trying to put pressure on him and facilitate his teammates' actions in Gaul?

William told Mason his possible guess, and through him informed the people from the mysterious three bureaus, and suggested using the other party in turn, letting Olivier patrol Barry in the car, while Abdul followed and patrolled underground nearby. This way, important people can be protected and the probability of finding the other party is high.

Or he could just hide in the underground bunker. With the Joker's current abilities, it is highly likely that he would not be able to break through the strict defense.

The problem is that doing so would seem to put the big shots in a more dangerous situation. However, based on the existing clues, William believes that the Joker has no spies in the Gaul high-level circles and cannot grasp the actions of the big shots, so there is no need to be too nervous about this aspect.

After careful consideration, Olivier agreed to the plan to go into the bunker to work, and let Abdul patrol Barry. But when everyone of them was fully prepared for this, the clown suddenly disappeared.

William's anti-routine precautions in London and Barry's tense nerves seemed to be a joke.

There were no more skull explosion incidents for several days in a row, and the last message from the other party was "Kill Olivier". Then he slid into the shadows like a venomous snake, lying in wait for the right time.

They became clowns instead.

They who are in the open do not know that Hiss and Augustus’ goal has actually been achieved, at least the first stage of the goal has been achieved. They have never thought of confronting those official organizations head-on at this stage.

The main purpose of this first stage is to build mutual trust between Augustus and Hiss. Both sides know some of each other's secrets, thus establishing a closer cooperative relationship.

Heath knew that with his current abilities, the probability of killing his enemy was very low, so he needed an ally. According to the agreement between them, the technical framework that the two of them had researched would be exchanged unconditionally from then on, and when the time was right, Augustus would assist him in completing his revenge.

Augustus gained an ally with good combat power and attracted the attention of the supernatural organization to Europe. Then, like an ordinary backpacker, he went to the chaotic areas of those small countries and officially started his experiments.

In some places, human life is cheap, and evil people are like leeks, which can never be harvested enough.

He only needed to pretend to be a tourist and walk around outside, and many people would take the initiative to jump into the trap and use a tough or coaxing attitude to make Augustus, the pretty boy with a slightly disguised face, leave with them.

His performance of panic was not actually professional, but the other party was confident enough.

In this chaotic city, he quietly took over the city's nest.

As for those gang members, after they sacrificed themselves for the research, no one cared about their life or death after a burst of flames.

With such abundant supplies, the techniques studied by Augustus continued to improve at a speed visible to the naked eye.

"The soul-infusing technique is finally complete."

A week later, somewhere in a certain country, Augustus looked at the man who had undergone his magic and was still alive, and a light smile emanated from his bearded face.

The so-called soul infusion technique is that he forces certain techniques and knowledge of divine grace into the brains of ordinary people, and then observes their reactions to see if the other party will spontaneously use the infused techniques.

This is an indirect way of finding the soul.

"You are... No, what am I? Hahaha! Where is this? Guest, what do you want to eat?"

The man fell into some strange state and began to talk nonsense, with his tone changing with every sentence.

"who are you?"

Augustus asked.

"I am... Go away! Go away! Don't go, I beg you not to go!" He was crazy and completely unable to communicate.

Augustus gathered a whirlwind in his palm and threw in a handful of iron sand, cutting the man's arm off.

The cut surface is not smooth, it looks more like it has been broken.

“Ahhhh!! It hurts!”

With a hoarse scream, he opened his mouth and spewed flames at Augustus.

The flames were dispersed to both sides by the windbreaker.

In less than two seconds, he covered his throat and collapsed to the ground, twisting and struggling in pain like a centipede.

Augustus dragged him out of the basement and upon closer inspection, he saw that his throat was severely burned and he was obviously not going to survive.

"It still needs improvement. The technique needs to limit the stimulation location." He murmured.

He completely interrupted his research exchanges with Jeremy and established a space node by himself. He called it the Soul Gathering according to the name of the club in college, and only opened the access to Heath. Afterwards, he concentrated on improving the "Soul Infusion Technique" step by step.

As his research progressed, the notebooks he used to record experimental data became thicker and heavier.

[12 month 20 day]

[.Without exception, all the test subjects fell into a schizophrenic state, which was quite uncontrollable. They had great cognitive problems and would only subconsciously activate their abilities when they encountered pain. After the abilities were activated, they would fall into a calm period of one to ten minutes, during which they would recover a considerable part of their consciousness and be able to communicate with some normal thinking, but their performance was relatively slow.]

[12 month 23 day]

【.Experimental subject No. 19 completely lost consciousness and could not activate the Divine Grace technique again no matter what. Even his instincts no longer existed. In conclusion, the more times a person uses the Divine Grace technique, the more he loses consciousness, until he completely loses his ability to think, just like losing his soul. Is this really a soul? Why does the Divine Grace technique cause some loss to the souls of these ordinary people? And why do they fall into schizophrenia, as if they have been implanted with other personalities.】

[12 month 25 day]

【.I understand, I understand, the source of divine grace is the soul! The soul is the fuel of divine grace! And my technique is equivalent to stuffing residual souls into the bodies of ordinary people, so they all fall into schizophrenia. Every time the divine grace is released, a part of the residual soul and the original soul will be consumed, and therefore a calm period will appear. If I can expand this technique and directly cover an area... No, not yet, I don’t know how to use these souls yet, I need more knowledge】

[But if this is the end of death, I cannot accept it. ]

(End of this chapter)