Chapter 4520: The Blackest Night (55)

"What is this thing?" Jack picked up the letter and looked at it, then said, "It doesn't look like a letter someone would send to me."

"It's indeed not." Barry still had some conscience and didn't intend to lie to Jack, he briefly explained the few cases, and then said, "There must be some useful clues recorded in this letter, but no one dares to look. The power of spiritual contamination is very terrifying..."

Before he even finished speaking, Jack had already started to tear open the letter. He tore off the wax seal in two or three strokes, took the letter paper out of it, opened it, and looked at it from top to bottom. Barry looked very nervous, but didn't dare to get close, for fear that some monster would jump out of the letter.

Jack revealed an expression of realization, and then said: "This is a trap."

"What do you mean?"

"This was left by the so-called victim." Jack said, "He shouldn't have been contaminated by this letter, but wrote this letter after being contaminated."

"How is this possible? Didn't Brainiac identify this as a letter written in 1873?"

"Perhaps she really wrote it in 1873." Jack shrugged and said, "It's not strange for any problems to appear on a contaminated person. There are indeed some clues in here."

"Tell me in detail."

"He asked me to look toward the east through a window at the intersection of dusk. He claimed that this could allow people to look directly at the truth of the world."

Barry's movements paused, and then said: "No wonder Janna said she looked out the window. You mean she didn't die immediately after looking out the window, but left this letter."

"Yes, and this process might be very long, perhaps a few days, enough for her to prepare the envelope and wax seal."

"Brainiac," Shiler called, "check if Mrs. Jerita bought similar things."

"I will investigate," Brainiac said, "I can be sure she didn't buy it in an official store, it's possible she found some stock from someone. But the East District where she is has dense traffic, so it should be found soon... ah, found it, she seems to have found some stock from an original bookstore merchant..."

Shiler nodded, and then said: "Let's study why she wanted us to look toward the east. What's there?"

"Pier." Barry said, "Cat Getan's east is the pier, and further east is the Atlantic Ocean. Where is the problem?"

"Anywhere is possible. Now we need to determine if all victims looked toward the east."

Barry ran a trip to Bludhaven using the Speed Force. As expected, that apartment building also faced east. And the east of Bludhaven was also the sea. This confirmed that at least the two victims on the East Coast both looked toward the east.

"Are there similar cases in Europe?" Shiler asked.

"Austria broke out a similar one. I'm thinking of ways to contact..." Barry operated his phone, and then said, "Oh, Brainiac sent the information over, let me see... sure enough, they were looking toward the west."

"The problem is in the Atlantic Ocean." Shiler immediately determined, "They looked toward the Atlantic Ocean through the window, and then something happened. There must be a problem with the Atlantic Ocean."

"Wait!" Master of the Dark Jim shouted at Jason, saying, "This letter was found among the victim's belongings, aren't you afraid of any contamination on it? What if it was written by an evil god?"

"Won't be," Jason said, "this letter should have been written by the victim."

"How do you know?"

"The envelope was folded by himself, not professional at all." Jason turned the envelope over, and then said, "Look, the crease on this side is heavier than this side, and this side is a bit crooked. This proves that the person who wrote this letter couldn't get other envelopes and could only make it himself with white paper. Many servants in Windsor Castle are not allowed to leave the castle, can't go outside to buy, so they can only fold it themselves. An evil god wouldn't fold an envelope himself."

Dr. Nyarlathotep took the envelope and looked at it, and then said: "This is a bit like the paper of the memorandum used by the security department of Windsor Castle. This wax seal also looks a bit like it was left by a candle in the castle, not professional wax seal oil."

"But even if it was written by the victim, he might have put some traps in it."

"Only verbal traps. If he knew magic, he wouldn't have ended up in such a miserable end." Jason had already torn open the wax seal, took out the letter paper, and then said, "Sure enough."

"What does it say?"

"Let us look toward the west. Which way do the windows of Windsor Castle face?"

"Any way. But Brainiac recorded his recent movement trajectory and found that he often went to the corridor on the far southwest side of the castle."

"Brainiac," Jason shouted, "project the direction pointed by the windows on the southwest side of Windsor Castle onto the globe, be precise."

Soon Brainiac projected a globe and marked the direction pointed by the windows of Windsor Castle on it. At the same time, five other lines appeared on the globe, passing through the Atlantic Ocean from all over the world, and finally converging in one place.

"Cat Getan." Jason said, "It's Cat Getan that's in trouble again."

The point where those five lines finally converged was precisely the East Coast of the United States, to be precise, it was on the coast of Cat Getan.

No one was surprised, and even felt slightly relieved. As long as it was Cat Getan, it was fine. They were already very familiar with the whole process.

"Do you want to go back?" Jim looked at Jason and asked.

Jason shook his head and said: "If Cat Getan is in trouble, someone will deal with it there, but now the scope of the disaster is global, we have to solve the trouble of the royal family first. Doctor, can I go to the library of All Souls College?"

"Yes, but what are you looking for there?"

"Information about abnormal sightings in the Atlantic Ocean." Jason thought for a while and said, "Such a global disaster cannot be the first time it has broken out on Earth. It's just that people in the past didn't have the energy to explore, but there must have been people who recorded a few words. As long as we can find similar eyewitness evidence, we can outline the truth."

Amanda pushed open the door to the second floor, and after seeing the completely unfamiliar room, she also felt incredible.

"Cat Getan actually has such a place..." Amanda said in a low voice, "What are they doing here?"

Amanda walked cautiously to the bookshelf, picked up a roll of dusty manuscript, untied the rope on it and took a look, but found that it was all incomprehensible Latin words, and she couldn't understand anything.

Then she found another book that looked like a proper book, but the things inside were also obscure, not even recognizing a few English words, let alone those Italian and Latin words.

Amanda picked a few books to look at, but couldn't understand any of them, so she planned to give up. She found another door nearby, and after walking in, she came to an unfamiliar study.

Amanda was attracted by the chandelier on her head that looked like stars; after all, it was the only thing shining in the darkness. She stared at it for a long time, but couldn't determine whether these stars really existed. So she could only look at some things she could understand, such as the globe in the center of the room.

Amanda walked over and touched the globe gently with her hand. Suddenly, many beams of light lit up on the globe, seemingly marking different locations. Amanda turned the globe gently, and those light spots turned with the globe, flickering, mysterious and unpredictable.

Bludhaven, Amanda suddenly thought. She reached out to turn the globe, wanting to see if there were light spots in that place. But the moment this thought appeared, all other light spots went out, and only a faint beam of light lit up on the East Coast.

Amanda looked and found that it seemed to be Bludhaven. She went around to the other side of the globe, but saw faint light shining outside the door that was originally pitch black.

She pushed the door and walked out again, seeing a roll of manuscript on the bookshelf lit up. Amanda walked over on tiptoe, picked up the roll of manuscript. After opening it, she still couldn't understand it very well, but it was better than before; she knew this seemed to be talking about something more than a hundred years ago.

Amanda returned to the globe again, wanting to see something about Cat Getan, but when she touched the globe again, she suddenly felt a sharp pain in her head. She staggered and hit the wall behind her.

Amanda, who had come to her senses, took out her pistol, but there was nothing here, and nothing had attacked her just now. Amanda guessed that using the globe was not without a price; ordinary people like her might only be able to use it once.

But this was not bad either. Amanda wasn't greedy, she just wanted to leave this weird ghost place quickly. So she picked up the roll of manuscript and ran toward the bottom of the stairs.

"Look at this," Amanda threw the manuscript in front of Constantine, "I can't understand it, but it seems to be talking about something more than a hundred years ago."

Constantine didn't look at it directly, he said: "What thing?"

"If I could understand it, I wouldn't come to ask you," Amanda spread her hands, "the vocabulary in here is completely chaotic, the preface doesn't match the aftermath. If it weren't for a year marked in the first few sentences, I wouldn't even be able to guess this roughly."

"I don't dare to look either," Constantine said, "I'm afraid this can only be deciphered by you, ma'am. By the way, don't let others do it, otherwise you don't know who will be contaminated by this."

Amanda's five features were almost wrinkled into a ball. She wanted to scold Constantine, but didn't know what to scold him for. It wasn't the first day she knew he was a rotten person, she should have known she couldn't count on him.

Amanda took the manuscript back to the office, and when her subordinates came to knock on the door, she wouldn't let them in. Just as Constantine said, what if this thing contaminated them?

However, Amanda kept a heart. She had specifically consulted Constantine whether Brainiac would be contaminated, and the answer she got was negative. Electronic life seemed to be naturally unaffected by mystery.

By rights, Brainiac getting a physical entity to explore dangerous areas was the best. But in fact, it wouldn't work. Because if it were a robot he controlled, it wouldn't be able to start the globe at all. It was equivalent to although immune to negative effects, but unable to interact with the scene. Rationality value locking might not be a good thing either.

However, he could help Amanda decipher these things without being affected. But also because there was no intuition, or things like inspiration, he could only use the exhaustive method to rearrange the words and force deciphering. The deciphered things were also scattered, and it couldn't be said to be restored.

But for Amanda, it was enough. Because some key information was extracted—1873, solar eclipse, day of etching, under the ocean, eternal night descending.

"Did a solar eclipse happen in 1873?" Amanda asked.

"No record," Brainiac said, "all astronomical phenomenon records related to solar eclipses point to the solar eclipse that occurred near the Indian Ocean and the Malay Peninsula in 1868. But that was five years ago."

"Five years ago..." Amanda whispered, "Wait. Did a solar eclipse happen five years ago now?"

"Currently querying... yes. In March 1997, a rare 'Century Rendezvous' occurred in the northernmost part of China. The solar eclipse and the Hale-Bopp comet astronomical phenomenon appeared at the same time..." ===== CHAPTER 4521 =====