Chapter 275 Miss. Quiet
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Annan in the form of David squinted slightly, walked around the corner nonchalantly, and entered the kitchen basement.
Ferdinand's pocket was empty, save for the letter and the silver pocket watch. Not even a single silver coin.
But Annan was pleasantly surprised.
that pistol.
It's even a spell.
Because when Annan picked it up, its attribute panel was revealed:
【Miss. Quiet】
[Type: Weapon (Purple)]
[Description: A silent gun. Its built-in 9mm bullet is as silent as it gets. 】
[Effect: From pulling the trigger to the firing of the bullet, there will be no sound during the whole process; the person who is hit by the bullet in this weapon cannot make any sound within ten seconds; every hour the holder is silent, the weapon will automatically Fill one bullet with a cap of four. 】
[Price: The holder will suffer from the curse of "No More Words" and "The Whispers of the Arrogant"]
[No more words: If the holder is attacked before the words are finished, the attack ignores the defense]
[The Whisper of the Arrogant: If this weapon is in possession, it continuously talks to the attacked person for four rounds, and announces that he is about to attack before attacking, then the attack will be hit and the defense will be ignored]
This seems to be a similar ability in the field of [Tongue in the Mirror].
After seeing [The Whisper of the Arrogant], Annan finally knew why [No more words] gave him a strange feeling...
I'm afraid [no more words] is the prefix of a certain series of spells, and the purpose is to restrain this kind of spell itself.
For example, [The Tongue in the Mirror], such as [The Whisper of the Arrogant].
And Annan suddenly felt a little cold
He figured it out.
After Ferdinand took out this gun, he really only had four rounds of dialogue with himself!
It's just that when Ferdinand spoke the fourth round of dialogue, Annan was concentrating on reading the letter and didn't answer... And when he tried to have the fourth round of dialogue for the second time, Annan had already used the [Eye of Sloth] to hypnotize him first. other side.
If Annan wasn't so decisive, just a little later...
Wait until the sentence "Look, it's mentioned above..." is finished and Annan responds.
Ferdinand was bound to shoot suddenly.
Because this gun doesn't even need to be aimed at the enemy to hit. And don't worry that the sound of gunfire will attract other people...
Once Annan is hit by his sure-fire attack that ignores defenses, Ferdinand can draw his pistol, fire three more shots in a row, and kill Annan directly on the spot!
Although Ferdinand's letter did not describe the physical features of the red-haired brother, he still had doubts about Annan and had murderous intentions!
And Ferdinand was well hidden...until the end,
Annan's perception did not warn him.
...is that time?
Annan recalled that when Ferdinand saw the silver ring in "David"'s hand, his eyes suddenly paused.
Did he think I was a silver wizard?
With such vigilant thoughts in mind, Annan gave up his thoughts and wrapped his head into a big zongzi with Ferdinand's clothes.
After that, Annan stuffed him into a fish bucket.
That heavy punch was enough to knock Ferdinand into a state of moderate concussion; and the more confined space in the fish bucket, coupled with the clothes on his head, could further prolong his wakefulness. It doesn't matter if he accidentally kills him.
But to be on the safe side, Annan must also come out within 20 minutes.
According to Annan's common sense, a concussion of this level is usually a coma for twenty minutes to half an hour. Retrograde amnesia cannot be expected from the other side, so Annan must take him away, extract a confession and execute him before he wakes up.
Then Annan strangled the red hair who was also in a coma by the way.
Although Annan had previously felt that the red-haired friend's skull seemed to have been accidentally cracked by himself... But just in case.
It would be bad if he woke up and yelled, and Ferdinand was found in a coma.
Let's fight fast.
As soon as he walked into the basement, Annan put the silver coin between his right fingers again. And the gun named "Miss Quiet" was put into David's overly loose left cuff by Annan.
In the basement of the kitchen, there was a white chill that was visible to the naked eye.
This is more of a cold storage than a basement.
The temperature is at least below zero.
The chill, enough to make ordinary people start shivering shortly after entering, means nothing to Annan's marble torso today.
Annan looked around and saw lots of fresh meat and vegetables on different shelves. He also saw something bulging in bags, not sure if it was food or something, piled up in a corner of a room.
The basement of the kitchen was very spacious, about the size of the warehouse where Vasily stayed. But the difference is that the twists and turns here... Each room is only ten to twenty square meters, and Annan has walked through five or six rooms in it.
Suddenly, Annan stopped.
Because he saw another person.
An old man with white hair in a rough linen gown sat cross-legged on the altar with his back to Annan.
It was a very strange sitting posture.
His spine was straight and straight as if it had been penetrated by a nail from top to bottom, and a red gem was placed on top of his head. It just happened to be connected to his spine.
At this moment, Annan looked from behind... and he could clearly see that a red line was left from the ruby, immersed in the old man's back, and entered the altar.
The altar diffuses this laser-like red line through a complex transformation into a complex, six intersecting circles, with two lines extending from the circle to form a one-hundred-and-twenty-degree angle.
found it.
This should be the corner of the six-pointed star.
"Crow, take it away."
The old man made an extremely thin voice: "Be careful, don't step on the red line..."
He seemed to be running out of fuel and was struggling to open his eyes.
He didn't see that it was not Ferdinand who walked in... but Annan.
But Annan did not pass.
He just looked at the old man and silently took out "Quiet".
The pistol was aimed at the old man's back.
The red thread on his back that leads to the gem.
"If you want to do it... Crow. I advise you to take the lead stone first."
The old man said slowly, with a hoarse voice: "The spine is the root of the same earth. If the root is broken, the tree will die... If the tree dies, the fruit will fall. Lead stones are very fragile."
...a ritualist.
How much does he have to do with this ceremony?
Annan heard the words, his heart moved, and the muzzle shifted slightly.
But not to the heart...but to the thighs.
Then, Annan pulled the trigger.
He pulled the trigger silently, the bullet flew out silently, and hit the target silently. The whole process is as hilarious as a silent film, without real feeling.
But when the old man opened his eyes and trembled with sudden pain, he opened his mouth and made no sound.
He just slumped forward, then fell silently to the side, his body silently crashed to the ground, and he screamed silently. The ruby fell from the top of his head and fell to the ground with a crisp sound.
Then, it shattered.
Like an overly plentiful red fruit that fell to the ground and turned into a pool of mud... The red gem was smashed on the ground, but it turned into a pool of soft red mud like red crystal mud was smashed to the ground.
The red light beam shattered instantly, but the six red rings on the ground just disappeared.
Annan stepped forward without hesitation and dragged the old man off the altar.
At the same time, Annan tore off his robe and threw it away; put his hands together and held them firmly with his left hand. And with the help of a temporary height advantage, the old man was lifted off the ground, keeping his tailbone away from the ground.
"You were caught by me, old gentleman."
In Annan's mouth, the cheerful voice of "David" came out: "Now I ask, you answer."
Annan said and put his right hand in front of the old man.
Let his trembling body see that a silver coin is sticking out of Annan's fingers.
"If you answer, I'll heal you. Treat all your wounds."
Annan said gently: "But if the answer is bad..."
Annan said, raising his right hand horizontally to the right.
A silver blade pierced silently from Annan's fingers.
"do you understand?"
Annan said, slowly said: "Remember... keep quiet."
At this time, the effect of silence has ended.
The old man nodded tremblingly, shaking his body and enduring the pain, he said in a very low voice, "I... I will be quiet."
"very good."
Annan asked calmly: "The first question, who are you."