Chapter 620: Player (1)

"Obsession, every time the spiritual tide revives, this kind of emotion will cause great trouble to the order of the world."

"But it's inevitable, because everyone will have obsessions."

The Archbishop of Canterbury lamented that he could not give Lu Li the most correct answer for the time being, but he could provide some ideas and past examples.

In fact, most of the supernatural events that happened in this country can be found in the archives of the Anglican Church.

Especially those catastrophes that have had a major impact.

A few minutes later.

Lu Li has a certain understanding of the incident he encountered in the cafe. An existence like Miss Meacham who is deeply obsessed with love will not have a huge impact on the social order.

In fact, it is also easy to understand that others are complaining about society and others, or are dissatisfied to some extent.

Therefore, once these people are targeted by evil gods, their minds are deeply distorted, and they gain power through this, they will definitely become very radical. To put it bluntly, it is to take revenge on society and attack everyone indiscriminately——

Demon dogs are the best example.

The obsession about love is different. One party just wants to make up for regrets, stay with the one you love, and live without interruption.

So, out of a hundred such examples, there are only a handful of victims.

It is worth mentioning that, for now, whether Officer Wensley is the victim is still open to question, and maybe this guy is having fun.

With this thought in mind, Lu Li, who had been delayed for a while because of the episode, decided to leave. He had to follow the scent and find the Wensley he knew as soon as possible to confirm the situation of the other party.

Next to them, the Archbishop of Canterbury also noticed that Lu Li didn't want to go back to the church with them, but he didn't intend to extend another invitation. Anyway, they were friends rather than enemies, and the situation hadn't deteriorated to the point of irreversibility. There was an opportunity for in-depth communication, so don't rush it for a while.

"If you encounter any trouble, please feel free to go to the church for help." The Archbishop of Canterbury smiled. The whole city has thousands of gardens, large and small, corresponding to the church.

It is no exaggeration to say that Fog City has the largest number of clergymen in the world. Compared with it, the Papal State only has a higher density.

"Of course, it will be troublesome then."

Lu Li smiled, he naturally wouldn't refuse.

After all, it's hard to get a thigh, if you don't try your best to pull the wool, you will really lose your mind.

You know, whether it is the precious books hidden deep in the church's classics room, or various weapons and props, they are all good things.

In addition, if it is confirmed that Wensley's current situation is not good, and he is determined to save him, he has to go to the church.

Originally, I planned to go to Mr. Holmes and find a way to break the situation from him, but after I got to know the Archbishop of Canterbury, there was no need to bother him——

Due to traveling through time and space, the way of getting acquainted and the scene have changed. The relationship with the great detective is not perfect, but it is not so friendly, so we meet occasionally to chat a few words and ask some questions.

Maybe getting rid of Pan Ming would change the situation, but would Lu Li do this?

the other side.

Tech geek Duke has made a new discovery.

As his companions left one after another, he also entered the working state and stayed in the morgue.

Although there is no robot cat butler to help as an assistant, Bernard, the former proud student, is not stupid and can be a good assistant, such as:

Divide the corpse, and go to the archives next door to check the relevant files summarized by the royal guards.

It is a pity that there has not been a similar incident in history, not a single case.

Of course, there are not many related records about giants. In the week after the assassination, royal investigators dug up all the files about giant creatures, and then there were some substantial files.

On the outskirts of London, there is a huge tomb. The owner is a 22-year-old aristocratic youth. He was born two centuries ago, and a spiritual wave was briefly revived, which made him break through his physical limit.

However, the spiritual tide came and went quickly, which gave the young man an exaggerated height, but did not give him the corresponding strength and physique. Due to the infection of the ankle blister, this fragile giant died unfortunately.

According to historical records, his coffin weighed two tons and had to be carried by thirty adult men as pallbearers and three draft horses.

In addition, in order to prevent curious people from digging up the tomb, his family deliberately buried it in the vaulted solid concrete.

"Wade Lowe?"

Looking at the portrait stuffed in the file bag, Duke nodded. The facial outlines of the two are highly similar. It is almost certain that the attacker who attacked the Queen was the dead man from more than two hundred years ago.

Ambitious people dug him out of the grave and transformed him into a mechanical life.

"This guy is so pitiful. He was dug up after his death, twice in a row."

Looking at the completely divided giant corpse in front of him, Bernard couldn't help sighing.

First, it was dug out by ambitious people and carried out taboo transformation, and then these people who stole the corpse backfilled the tomb, faking the illusion that everything happened. Not long after, a group of royal investigators came, and they didn't care about maintenance. To respect the dignity of the deceased, dig the grave directly without missing any line.

Frankly, Duke also has royal investigators to thank for helping narrow the options.

Quietly lying in the tomb for two centuries, was suddenly disturbed, and became what it is now.

At first glance, it may be related to the recovery of the spiritual tide, but why can't it be caused by the arrival of the cosplayer?

Duke has been in this world for a while, and he has a rough idea. During the recovery of the spiritual tide, some supernatural things already exist, but they are all in the dormant stage. Even if there is any conspiracy, they must come out and move Be extra cautious.

How could it be possible to provoke the Queen?

In other words, even if you have ulterior motives and must kill Queen Victoria, you must find a suitable time, for example:

Last night, the first spiritual wave surged, and a large number of creatures went to the superhuman, and those who had already stepped on the supernatural, their strengths developed by leaps and bounds.

Could it be that he couldn't wait for a few days and insisted on exposing his own existence in advance to attract the attention of relevant parties?

It may be that Duke took it for granted, but he felt that his logic was correct:

Not only is it not beneficial to assassinate the queen in advance, but it will cause a whole body of embarrassment, which is not worth the loss.

Only the actors are full of thoughts of causing trouble, and there are no taboos in acting, as long as they can make the scene bigger.

Thinking about it this way, there is even evidence.

Everything is traceable.

A large number of similar cases can be found in the East District serial murder case, and even the private detective "Justice Johnny" experienced one at the beginning of his career.

The same goes for the Tooley Street fire.

Then why is there no record about mechanical life?

The royal family and the church, these two forces possess unimaginable information and unfathomable power. They have been working together for a whole week, but they have not found any clues, which can just explain the problem.

One, or a group of cosplayers, did not take the future technology route, but chose another path, developed into the mysterious field, learned things like alchemy and magic mechanics, and met the requirements of the current era.

In this way, he will not receive the attention of the principal, and he can make troubles at will, and bring some new tricks to the world.

Of course, Duke has no direct evidence to prove his point of view, but all signs, as well as his own intuition, point to the actor.

"Hey, don't worry about that much, it's justified to fix things."

It is true that lines are separated like mountains. Although the field of future mechas and the field of ancient alchemy belong to the same technological route, there is still a big difference.

Thanks to Duke's talent, his brain domain has been developed to an unbelievable level after a lot of drugs, otherwise, it would be difficult to get started.

After calming down, he quickly analyzed the internal parts of the giant in his mind, and roughly calculated the principle of movement.

In the final analysis, it is almost like a mechanical watch.

After winding, various parts get power and start to rotate, and then, the power stored inside is released from the gem...

Closing his eyes and simulating it in his mind, Duke began to verify. He walked quickly to the newly assembled workbench, began to draw various parts, and thought about what type of battery to use so that the principal would not disable it.

To be honest, for a scientist who can build a second-generation peak mech, the battery technology is not that complicated, even if the conditions are simple, it can be done.

Only two concerns.

The principal thought that this practice was not in line with the original agreement, or that the battery technology was too advanced, so he banned it.

If it is the latter, Duke can reduce the technical content again and make the most primitive low-end version.

According to the original historical development, human beings have entered the electrical age at the end of the 19th century, and the antique TV was invented in the 18th century.

It's just... This brings up the second question. If the technology content is not high, can it provide power to make the giant move?

After dismantling it, Duke found that the giant's body consists of hundreds of modules, each of which is composed of functional gems and a large number of parts.

The latter, the technical content is not high, the gears are polished, and other areas are used as templates, and the damaged parts can also be repaired, which is the energy supply...

Small horse-drawn cart, is it feasible?

In the end, Duke pressed his mind and began to devote his energy to the processing of parts.

"Failed?"

"There is absolutely nothing wrong with the principle, and there is no problem with the craftsmanship... It probably does not meet the requirements and has been interfered with."

"Let's lower your requirements."

"It won't work again...continue to lower."

There were constant murmurs in the morgue, and Bernard couldn't help, so he could only stand by and observe to see if he could learn something.

And Duke is also willing to teach. After all, it is too difficult to save the world by studying medicine. It is science... no, heraldry!

Duke suddenly stood up.

"Do you have any silver coins with you?"

"Yes." Bernard was stunned for a moment, and added, "Dinner money for tonight."

"Lend it to me first, and then go upstairs and ask Mr. Vincent to return it to you after the experiment is finished."

Duke has never been exposed to alchemy, and things with technological content hundreds or thousands of years ahead of the times cannot be created, and if they are too low, they may not work.

But he can use his newfound knowledge!

Isn't the fusion of heraldry and mechanics exactly magic mechanics?

In this way, Duke found a theoretically feasible but extremely unfamiliar method. He began to keep trying, trying to adapt the self-polished parts to other areas, so that the giant could resume operation.

at the same time.

Lu Li also made progress here. After procuring three spells from the Archbishop of Canterbury for free, he began to follow the smell to find Officer Wensley.

In the mysterious cafe, the young version of Wensley had never gone out, so there was no smell interference.

Old industrial area.

There are many chimneys, and there are empty factory buildings everywhere. No workers come to work here, and no thieves hang around here, looking for opportunities.

This is not a good thing.

Because the industrial area is not abandoned, and there are many valuable things in it.

Steel, timber, coal...

In addition, there is a decaying smell in the air. If you sniff carefully, you can also find the smell of urine and a very faint smell of blood.

To be honest, this was also the first time Lu Li encountered this phenomenon. After all, after becoming a werewolf, his sense of smell had developed to an unbelievable level.

weak, thin...

This kind of vocabulary is almost insulated from Lu Li. No matter what environment he enters, if there is a smell in the air, it must be layered.

"Why didn't the police department report the weird situation in this area?"

Lu Li whispered, but he didn't really care.

Since last night, there have been a large number of restricted areas in the fog, some by the Thames River, and some in industrial parks.

Of course, the most common ones are mental hospitals. Those who can live in them and successfully survive until the spiritual tide recovers will become extremely terrifying existences.

If Officer Wensley accidentally "broke into" the mental hospital, then Lu Li really had to think carefully before going in to rescue him.

It's not that I'm timid, but that I have a bit of a psychological shadow on that kind of place.

However, the industrial park is not worth being afraid of. I just tried the magic technique I learned from the archbishop. I have been fighting in the form of a werewolf. The style is a bit monotonous.

Suddenly, Lu Li came to a place far away from the street lights. This was a steel factory. There was no light source inside, only the creaking of iron hooks hanging in mid-air.

Along with walking, the creaking stopped, and the surroundings became extremely silent. The hunters hiding in the darkness thought they were hiding well, but Lu Li's dark vision was even scarier than them.

A group of human-faced spiders.

The face is not beautiful, the chest is even less attractive, they are all rough men, and the limbs are covered with cilia, densely visible to the naked eye.

At this moment, they are huddling in the corner, rubbing their abdomen with their hind legs, and throwing out the fine fluff.

There is no doubt that it is highly toxic.

Because, the moment these things approached, the body had feedback, and Lu Li didn't bother to waste time with them.

"I set my eyes on the distant mountains, and help my strength come from the mountains."

Sheng Yan immediately responded to the call.

Appeared immediately, surrounded Lu Li, and then shot towards every corner like a rain of arrows.

At the same time, a cocoon fell from the iron frame above the head, and the dense spider silk wrapped Wensley until only one head was exposed.