Chapter 452: Infiltrating Openly

*Really know 'Hostel', huh... * Jenna didn't hide her curiosity and concern:

"What kind of strange creature? How did it say it?"

Imre looked at Valentine and said:

"Under normal circumstances, that is a creature invisible to the naked eye. You can only confirm its existence through some traces, seeing if it wanders around you."

Valentine explained quite eagerly:

"According to my understanding, it is between the Spirit Realm and reality, neither able to be touched nor easily discovered through 'Spirit Vision.' This is a very strange state."

"I think it's not just like this. According to the records in the file, it also has a small amount of conceptualized and abstract things on it. In short, only if it is willing, or launches an attack on you, can you see it or feel its form through the body's reaction," Imre corrected Valentine's description.

*This, this is very similar to the situation of Bouvard's corpse after being polluted... But Bouvard's corpse isn't that powerful. As long as the environment is dark enough, you can see it. Hmm, according to Shar's statement, besides a few pathways reaching a certain sequence of Beyonders, it's indeed impossible to touch it directly, deal with it... * Jenna made associations, increasingly believing that the "Hostel" Valentine and the others knew was equal to the one they knew, unless there was more than one "Hostel" of the same nature.

Imre, who liked to stick a skin-colored adhesive on the bridge of his nose, paused and said:

"If it weren't for that strange creature attacking our colleague, it wouldn't even have been found out.

"From it, we obtained several pieces of intelligence, one of which mentioned 'Hostel'."

"Is there any other information? Otherwise, I wouldn't know how to help you collect intelligence, what kind of people to pay attention to." Jenna didn't use the "Instigator" ability, but it was tantamount to instigation.

Imre hesitated for a few seconds:

"Other content it said isn't suitable for you to know.

"Hmm, it calls itself 'Fairy'."

*"Fairy"... Untouchable fairy... A certain sequence name corresponding to that gifted pathway? * Jenna nodded thoughtfully.

After a short silence, Valentine said:

"Our colleague encountered this strange creature in a painter's studio.

"And that painter had once received treatment for mental illness. He always claimed that he would spirit-travel every night, enter a strange space that was neither reality nor the Spirit Realm, fight with formless creatures, weird soul bodies, and evil demons that attempted to invade reality by borrowing that space, and guard the peace of the entire street block.

"Such language led to him being sent to an asylum for treatment for a period of time, and he took medicine for a long time afterward. According to our colleague's confirmation, what he said might be true."

*"This sounds like being polluted by an evil god... But why is he spirit-traveling and guarding the street block?"* Jenna didn't mention the noun "gifted one."

Imre laughed without much mood:

"The power of an evil god isn't necessarily evil, it's just that they often bring disaster, or make the bearer appear with certain hallucinations and personality mutations. Can you accept that you are no longer yourself?"

Jenna wanted to answer with silence as usual, but thinking that opposite were two "Purifiers," she shook her head slowly.

Valentine's tone was still as eager:

"Telling you these is hoping you pay more attention to painters, novelists, or people who have hobbies of painting, reading stories, and telling stories in private. Once you discover who has abnormal behavior and language, report to us immediately."

"Right, the works of some painters will also possess a certain supernatural power, which is also one of the clues," Imre added.

"No problem." Jenna nodded solemnly.

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Lu Mian, who had harvested a pile of intelligence from various channels, discovered that although they had a preliminary understanding of the "Hostel" pathway, they still lacked substantive investigation progress, still not knowing where that "Hostel" was located, or what the evil god believers heading to that place were plotting.

He had to cast his gaze toward General Philip's widow and the charity organization named "Dream Seeker."

Late at night, District 3, also known as the Administrative District, 9 Livo Street.

This was a three-story white-colored building surrounded by gardens, lawns, stables, fountains, statues, etc.

"I originally thought about finding an opportunity to ask for your help, use ritual dog skin, and infiltrate here to search," Anthony Reid, who had a crew cut, glanced at Lu Mian beside him.

Lu Mian laughed:

"The current situation is that official Beyonders can't take care of these trivial matters."

While speaking, he crossed the street and walked toward the white-colored building with many sculptural decorations on the outer wall.

The two bypassed to the side of the garden, watching two manservants pass by here together, turning toward the front area.

Lu Mian jumped up in one step, pressed his hand on the white-painted iron fence outer wall, jumped over with his body stretched, and landed silently.

Anthony Reid was a veteran tested by the battlefield and always maintained the habit of exercising. Although the Sequence 9 to Sequence 7 of the "Spectator" pathway didn't give him obvious enhancement in fighting skills, and the improvement in physical fitness wasn't much, it didn't hinder him from jumping over the fence and entering the garden relatively easily.

Lu Mian didn't conceal himself at all, holding a top hat, walking out of the garden with one hand in his pocket, and approaching the main house.

He paused occasionally, just avoiding the gazes looking out from the building's windows and the maid rushing back to her room.

Not long after, the two arrived at the side door.

The wolf-type big dog guarding here had already fallen into a deep sleep.

Anthony Reid guessed that it was the two witches who were currently invisible and whose locations were unknown, but he just felt that since it was like this, why still put on a posture of infiltration?

Lu Mian seemed to have sensed the thought of this "psychological doctor" and laughed:

"The sleeping potion taken from the 'Blessed Society' is very effective, must use it sparingly."

Moreover, the "Blessed Society" had already been cleared by the Demoness Sect, leaving only two core members and Maip Maip Maier, who was currently hiding in the Market District. Temporarily, no one was providing goods to Lu Mian, Franca, and the others. Of course, the Demoness Sect must have harvested quite a bit. After Franca passed the assessment, she should have the opportunity to pluck some wool from them.

Lu Mian crossed that sleeping big dog, took out a piece of iron wire, and opened the side door of the building nimbly.

At this time, the lights inside the house had almost all gone out, and the corridor was in darkness.

Lu Mian walked toward the master bedroom upstairs with one hand in his pocket and one hand holding the top hat, walking openly as if he had returned to his own home.

*Last time was hiding behind the scenes, directing partners to set traps, this time is using himself as bait to fish out possible problems? Different choices, different ways of acting as a 'Conspirator'? * Anthony Reid had some enlightenment and followed behind Lu Mian's side.

Lu Mian arrived at the door of the master bedroom on the third floor all the way, just detouring once on the way, climbing up from the balcony on the second floor to avoid the bodyguard at the stairwell.

Looking at the vermilion bedroom door, he laughed in a low voice:

"After General Philip passed away, did his widow not have the treatment of Beyonders providing protection?

"The bodyguards hired with her own money can only scare ordinary thieves and robbers."

"There are Beyonders, but Beyonders who work as bodyguards not only have high prices but also have tempers and generally don't work at night," Anthony Reid said about his observations during this period, "Let's pay attention to controlling the volume later."

"This is when the benefits of a 'Sleepless' are reflected." While Lu Mian responded in a low voice, he used the iron wire again to open the bedroom door.

*"Sleepless" is Sequence 9 of the Night pathway, known for sleeping very little and being energetic. *

Anthony Reid followed Lu Mian into the room and closed the wooden door backhanded.

Then, Lu Mian put on the black top hat and *snap* lit the gas wall lamp on the wall.

In the dim yellow light, they saw a woman lying on the bed wrapped in a silk quilt.

The woman woke up slowly. She was in her forties, her black hair was like waves, and there were some traces left by the years on her face, but the state of her skin was still quite good.

Her amber eyes first shone into the dim yellow light, then reflected Lu Mian's face modified with the "Face of Neese" and that black top hat.

Just as she was about to open her mouth, it was pressed against her red lips by a cold muzzle.

"Relax, we just want to make a little money, and ask a few questions at the same time. If you cooperate, you won't suffer any harm," Lu Mian said with a smile.

In the situation of being infiltrated into her home late at night and being pressed by a gun, General Philip's widow, Anise, didn't dare to resist at all and nodded quickly, indicating willingness to cooperate.

"Look into my eyes, I don't hope you will be proven to be lying next," Anthony Reid lit a cigarette and brought it to his mouth.

Anise looked toward this veteran subconsciously, trying hard to make her eyes express sincerity.

She then saw that the robber's eyes were deep brown, exceptionally clear, as if she could see the depths of his heart through his eyes, and the tip of the cigarette he was holding was red, the flame burning hiddenly, swaying.

*The red dot swaying... *

After a while, in the pervasive smell of cigarettes, Anthony Reid, who had made Anise enter a semi-hypnotic state by relying on actions, language, and media, began to communicate with the heart-mind body of this widow:

"Why did you donate so much property to the 'Dream Seeker' charity organization?"

Anise's heart-mind body answered without reservation:

"It was stipulated by Philip's will. If I don't donate two-thirds of the property to that charity organization, my children and I won't even be able to inherit the remaining one-third."

*That 'Dream Seeker' organization really has a problem, huh. And Philip... * Lu Mian felt that General Philip wasn't a person who would do charity to such an extent.

Considering that Anise was living without any abnormalities and was clearly ignorant of the possible problems of General Philip, Anthony Reid changed the topic:

"Was Philip still a pious believer of the 'Eternal Blazing Sun'?"

This "psychological doctor" felt that as a husband and wife living together every day, the general could hide other problems from Anise, but the daily changes in details definitely couldn't be hidden.

Anise said with a drifting tone:

"He hadn't prayed focusedly for a long time, and every praise was very perfunctory.

"Once, I accidentally heard him whisper in the corridor:

"'Goddess bless.'"

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"Once, I accidentally heard him say in the corridor in a low voice:

"Goddess bless."

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