Civilization: Beyond Two Worlds

The Star Power Divine Ring glowed brightly, and the blade of light like a flying knife condensed at the fingertips.

Waving and throwing, the blade light broke through the air, leaped over the twelve-story building, and reached the roof.

The next moment, the blade of light shattered, the phase door opened, and Kant jumped out of the swirling vortex, and tidied up the collar of the windbreaker.

The space portal closed quickly behind him, collapsing into flickering points of light, and then dissipating invisible.

Kant unscrewed the door of the rooftop and walked down.

The phoenix vision started quietly, the scorching flames burned in the pupils, and the unparalleled pupil technique that broke the illusion analyzed another appearance of the world, and the three-dimensional building structure extended layer by layer in the field of vision.

The soul fire of life, the icy reinforced concrete structure, the galloping wires and cables, the coldness is visible and there are no secrets. Kant stepped on the outline of the stairs made of gray lines, and walked down step by step. The camera in the corner also has a cold and hard line entity, like a phantom of light, shrouding his body like a stream of water, hiding the reflection of the light, making him feel at home. The camera disappeared.

A messenger who travels in the shadows.

seventh floor.

He opened the door to the safe passage, and in front of the room at the end was guarded by two British policemen in police uniforms. When they heard the sound, they all drew their guns to investigate, while the invisible Kant walked lightly and brushed shoulders with the two policemen. However, his eyes flicked from the necks of the two.

A ray of holy light flew quietly, and quietly cut into the room along the gap of the door.

The space door opened, Kant disappeared on the other side of the world, the two policemen carefully checked the empty safety stairs, turned around in confusion, nothing happened.

And Kant has appeared inside the room.

"Fuck." He said lightly, "It's really clean."

The B&B that An Youyi and You Luna rented was indeed luxurious. The upper and lower floors were connected. There were no police officers in the room. More than ten hours was enough for them to complete all the preliminary detection work.

—Or rather, they have no intention of staying here any longer.

Kant's eyes flickered. He looked at the messy insoles and shoe cabinets in the porch, the fallen hat rack, and the broken vase. This indicated the fight that took place here last night. The kidnappers quietly entered, taking advantage of the two young girls in the flower season to immerse themselves in luxury. In the admiration of the house, Yu Luna was caught first.

The voice of the other party's struggle was heard by An Youyi, so she locked the door and asked Xiaoman for help...

In the bedroom at the end of the upper floor, Kant saw the broken door, which is here.

Horus added: "No shoes were found, neither bags nor suitcases."

"These should be so-called evidence, and they must have been taken away by the British police." Kant looked at the traces drawn on the precious floor, and then at the gorgeous Swarovski chandelier on the ceiling. At the end of the WeChat video, An The room where Youyi was photographed is indeed here, the place is right.

Transformers asked, "Father, where do we start?"

Kant's eyes were deep and he said slowly, "Fear."

A silver bottle flew out of the phase gate and fell into Kant's hand, the cork was pulled out, and the fine indigo powder was sprinkled throughout the room, and the light debris flew in the air like a living elf. It is like the fine dust flying in the room under the sun, as if it is circling around something.

Kant crushed with **** of his right hand, the cork rubbed, and a white flame was born out of thin air.

He raised his finger, grabbed the cork of the flaming bottle, and tapped it towards the void.

It was as if the flames ignited the dust dispersed in the air, and a silent but bright explosion occurred quietly. The indigo powder seemed to have life, and fear was given a substance.

The powders gathered into an indistinct human figure, and she first swayed behind the door, then rushed to the window, she seemed to be shaking, crying, holding a nothingness in her hands, her mouth quivering violently and silently.

Then, she kept retreating, dodging, and screaming. In the process, the powder continued to gather, and then peeled off from the human figure, stripped off its independence, and reconstructed three human figures, one with an ordinary body, and two tall and strong. At the end , the indigo powder was all transferred to the three intruders.

This process is the birth of fear and the feast of fear.

The victim is fearful, and the abuser is enjoying the target's fear.

The main ingredient of this potion is the Heart of Fear of Demons. The innate magical nature makes its bloodline creatures also have an instinctive obsession with the fear of living beings. To a certain extent, the magic medicine at the scene of the crime is restored, but because of the high cost, it is difficult to be widely used in judicial practice, and eventually it became a magic weapon used by nobles to detect palace conspiracies and manor murders.

However, human beings make armor because of arrows and spears, shields because of swords, and even more so on the way of arcane law. The emergence of a new thing must promote the development of countermeasures.

The birth of Dread Potions is not a secret, and after its many effects and fame, spells for "cleaning up the scene" were quickly developed.

This makes the use of this potion tasteless, at least it is not suitable for high-level conspiracy murders, and can only be used to detect some "rebellious" murders.

For example, the maid poisoned the master, the groom assassinated the young master, the farmer attacked the tax official... The mud-legged pariahs could not know that there was such a potion, and they would never know how to solve it.

But these are not important. The important thing is that there will never be a way to crack on earth. With this, Kant can become a detective who surpasses Sherlock Holmes on earth.

He smiled coldly and pressed the cork of the burning white flame to the bottom of the potion bottle. The next moment, the flame was extinguished, and the silver bottle gradually turned black like ink soaked. The powder that formed the three fearful figures seemed to be summoned. Whistling into the bottle, shaking and jumping.

Kant corks the bottle.

The potion contaminated with the breath of fear already knows who is enjoying the fear.

"Next, as long as the distance is close enough, they will fly to the target on their own."

He exhaled slowly: "Yes, at least it works."

Horus asked: "Can't we track it all the way to the other party?"

Kant shook his head: "No, An Youyi has been knocked out, and the fear has ended, and the person who developed the potion did not consider the follow-up so far..."

He put away the bottle, shook his head, and sighed: "Otherworld's criminal investigation methods are too outdated, especially the outdated concepts, which have led to the backwardness of plans and technologies."

While the space beacon was flying to London, he deliberately went to the White Mist World to consult the horses trained there - when selecting them, Horus noticed their professional background and learning experience, which were quite There are some former enforcers and justice knights, however...

However, the "criminal techniques" they told and rehearsed to Kant were usually "how to beat, intimidate, intimidate, induce and hallucinate suspects", and the various spells and potions that extended were developed under this guideline. Yes, the core idea is "to prove your mother's evidence, quickly recruit Laozi".

In this case, the fear potion is simply the light of human reason, but in the final analysis, the essence of its function is to "quickly lock the suspect so that he can be served with great punishment".

By the way, under the consultation of Kant, Green Skin also provided ideas for solving the case.

"Puppy! Use our puppy! It's amazing, just smell it and you'll know where it's going!"

Puppy or something... Kant thought of the mutant hounds raised by the greenskins. They had absolutely no hair at all, their body was covered with explosively developed muscles, and their sharp teeth were brutal and extremely cruel.

Not to mention bringing it to Earth, if you want to implant paradox elements, you will walk on the streets of London in this shape. I am afraid that it will cause riots immediately, and the police will come with guns in minutes.

"In short, at least there is an idea." Kant said, "Next, we have to figure out who this group of people is and what area they are active in - to narrow the search area, and then these powders will automatically help us locate us. The location of the person you are looking for."

"How to do?"

"The most convenient method in this case is still..." Kant shrugged, "Look at the surveillance, take pictures—we at least have to know what they look like and what they are called."

There is no such awesome time and space retrospective spell in the other world.

Or even if there is, it is not something that the macho men in the white mist world can grasp.

"That's enough, it's really not good, we can put aside all the clues and ideas, start directly with the local gangsters in London, hit them one by one, and people will always be scraped out."

Kant shrugged: "Although it's too troublesome to do this, it's easy to make a big noise, and it doesn't quite fit my kind, steady and approachable personality, but the criminal investigation techniques they demonstrated to me are still of that type."

The light shone, leaving the room from the Phase Gate, and Kant appeared in the safe passage.

all the way down.

target monitoring room.

The eye of the phoenix passed through the thick wall structure, and also observed the direction of the wiring. The node where the monitoring system lines converged was undoubtedly the location of the monitoring room. He walked silently to the corner of the corridor, his eyes passed through the wall, and only one person was sitting. Eating potato chips inside, he came across the space.

The staff member wanted to turn his head when he heard the sound, but saw a flash of light in front of him, he suddenly felt extremely sleepy, turned his head and lay on the table, making a loud snoring sound.

"It's so **** convenient." Kant extinguished the light ball in his hand, using a soothing spell to slumber without rest. It is used not only for the treatment of insomnia, but also for special sneaking. There are many variants and a wide range of uses. In three months, you can become the unparalleled national doctor in the world."

A long and narrow robotic arm stretched out from the cuff, and the port of the robotic arm formed a USB plug. Horus said solemnly: "Wait, soon, let's see what happened last night."

Immediately afterwards, Iron Son said, "Fuck."

Kant frowned: "What?"

"The original hard drive was taken away, and the storage medium of the monitoring system was empty," Horus said. "And, did you see, father, the elevator's surveillance..."

Kant glanced at it and said in amazement, "Is one bad?"

"That's not good," Horus said. "I think we should ask him."

Kant frowned and pulled up the British guy who was lying on the table. He thought about it, took out a bottle of spray from the world of white mist, and the distilled aerosol of Nightmare Blood penetrated into the other party's nasal cavity.

"I look like a bad villain."

He used his right hand to wake up the opponent, and said solemnly: "Wake up! I need you to wake up!"

那英国人茫茫然苏醒，望向康德，旋即大声尖叫道：“啊啊啊啊啊啊是蜘蛛！是蜘蛛啊啊啊啊啊！不要靠近我！！”

- There is a survey in the UK to find out what the British people are most afraid of. The result is that spiders top the list, terrorist attacks are the second, and snakes are next.

In other words, this guy probably saw a spider as big as him staring at him at close range with countless tiny compound eyes, and he could even see the hair on his limbs that was longer than his hair.

"...what a few things."

The room was surrounded by a soundproof barrier, Kant said solemnly: "I need you to answer a few questions - why was the surveillance camera empty last night? Did you see the people who kidnapped the two Chinese girls!"

The Englishman, who was at least 30 years old, was so frightened that he closed his eyes tightly, and said in a panic: "The surveillance! The surveillance was taken away by the police! I didn't see it, I swear I didn't see it, because the camera was broken! Even the cameras on the street are broken - the cops told me! Oh **** I knew there must be something wrong, don't hurt me don't hurt me, I really don't know anything beyond that!"

What he said was such a mess that Horus delayed the translation for a moment.

Kant frowned.

Shit, it's just bad enough - is this a common human being, or a common flaw in electronics? Behind this, is it the fall of human nature or the lack of technological development?

"There is indeed something wrong with the British sliver." Kant frowned, "This is so strange."

He glanced at the trembling monitoring room staff, his palms shone with warm holy light again, and swept across the other's forehead: "Go to sleep."

The man fell in response, gradually emitting a well-proportioned snoring.

Since he didn't see Kant, even if he woke up or was woken up, he couldn't remember the current situation. He would only know that he fell asleep suddenly and had a terrible dream of a terrifying big spider. When asked about his surveillance, he was so frightened that he said everything.

- And he won't tell anyone about this, let alone think it's true. This old Englishman will probably attribute this terrifying dream to his suspicions and speculations about the police, otherwise?

Could it be that a big spider infiltrated the surveillance room and interrogated him?

Horus retracted the robotic arm and said, "Father, it's fixed."

The surveillance room also has surveillance cameras - but for Horus, who is already very skilled, it is no problem to forge a video of his sleep that has been going on without incident.

"Let's go."

Kant opened the door of phase, and jumped from the white fog world to the space beacon reserved for the outside world. He walked all the way from the London Eye to here, not to look at the scenery, but to bury teleportation points in some inconspicuous places.

The air was cold, Kant escaped from stealth, glanced at the apartment building where An Youyi was kidnapped, turned around and dialed the satellite phone: "It's me, the British took away the surveillance hard drive, but claimed that the camera was damaged... They really did. The problem, at least what is being concealed."

Qin Mengjin on the other side of the phone took a deep breath: "If it's just for investigation, you don't need to take away the hard drive, you just need to take the copy of the relevant video away... There is indeed a problem."

She asked, "What else have you discovered, any plans?"

Kant thought for a while: "Who is the British police supervising and responsible for this case? Send his identity information, it would be better if he has a home address."

Qin Mengjin said nervously: "You... it's better not to do such drastic things."

Kant said lightly: "I won't kill the whole family casually, I just want to talk to him quietly - besides, this is not the primary choice, but a backup option, rest assured, I will not issue a message to British government officials now. Substantial threat, this is easy to startle the snake."

"...Okay." Qin Mengjin seemed to have obtained permission, "please exercise restraint."

After all, it’s okay to not agree—this kind of thing is not a secret in London, and it is not difficult for Kant to find the person in charge, but it takes some effort.

After hanging up the phone, Kant took a breath of cool air and exhaled slowly.

"What's next, father?"

The surveillance was taken away by the British, and even the camera accidentally broke. This is an unexpected variable that must be dealt with - the content of surveillance is related to the lock on the identity of the kidnapper.

Kant leaned against the wall and pondered.

There are two options.

One is to continue the surveillance route, that is to get the hard drive that was taken by the British spy, or get the surveillance content in it, which requires him to go to the Metropolitan Police Department, at least try to get Horus to hack into the police network - if the sliver If we have copied and saved the contents of the hard disk.

The second is to abandon this line and start directly with the London gang, which is simple and rude.

Kant pondered for a long time and said slowly: "Let's try the second one first - dealing with the British police, you have to keep your hands and feet at bay. After all, you have to take into account the face of the other party and the feelings of the country."

He has good prospects for cooperation with the country, and if he continues, the Republic is enough to make the Republic his rear, especially under the threat of the Star Palace, the significance of obtaining a stable rear base is self-evident, which requires him to actively maintain the relationship with the country. -Like this time, the state could not interfere or restrain him at all, but Kant was still considering the state's feelings.

Going the official line and using some unconventional means can certainly work quickly, but it will lead to hostility from the British side, which will add a wave of hatred to the country along the way.

"We went straight to the London gang and scraped the bottom of the Albanians," he said.

Horus asked, "Where to start? Find a punk on the street and start fighting?"

Kant asked back: "Have you ever seen a gangster on the street?"

"Not at all."

"Nothing is correct. In the morning, everyone is sleeping."

"So where do we start?"

Kant smiled and said, "Of course I'm asking someone who knows."

"Embassy, ​​or domestic?"

"None of them," Kant replied. "Of course, the British people know best about the British."

"You can say the answer directly."

"This person is still an acquaintance of ours." Kant smiled. "Check where the BCC headquarters is. Let's make an appointment with an old friend."

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PS1: Grass... Today is a bit calvin, I fell asleep, and my work and rest is a bit dangerous, so pay attention!