Infinite Journey to the World of American Comics

Finland, Helsinki, the war is not over yet, but peace has been restored here. Although there are not many pedestrians on the streets at night, at least the curfew has been lifted.

In fact, the entire war had little to do with Finland. As a grand duchy, its suzerain country, the Russian Empire, was also one of the Allied Powers, but before it could really join the brutal war, the suzerain country's backyard caught fire. In 1917, the Soviet Union attracted worldwide attention. The Revolution caused drastic changes in Russia, thus creating conditions for Finland's independence. After all, the royal family who swore allegiance was gone, and no one would blame them.

Three figures wearing long trench coats and wide-brimmed hats appeared on the deserted and dark street. It was difficult to identify their faces even if you passed by them.

The three of them crossed a street and came to an independent three-story building. There was a small garden around the building, with some low shrubs planted in it. It was separated from the surrounding buildings by some distance. The building was dark. It was dark and there seemed to be no one. There was a copper sign hanging next to the door of the small courtyard that read Helsinki Weekly.

"This is it. Finland is a side of our Allied Powers, so we only set up a contact point here." After looking around and seeing nothing unusual, Steve whispered.

"Yes, but it was dark here just after 6pm. It doesn't look like a newspaper office." Richard listened attentively, and there was a dead silence in the room.

"Oh, you're right, there's something wrong here."

click

The two were still talking at the door when they heard a crisp sound. Diana had already walked to the house, twisted off the door handle, and pushed the door in...

The two men looked at each other and followed helplessly...

Pushing open the door of the newspaper office, it was still pitch black. To protect against the cold, the windows of Finnish buildings were relatively small, and the light coming in from the outside was also very limited. Fortunately, Steve was prepared and turned on the flashlight he carried.

The flashlight swept across the first floor, and Diana had disappeared. Probably because there was nothing unusual here. There were desks, books, and papers full of words, but there was no one, living or dead.

"I'll go take a look above." Steve said this and hurried up to the second floor. From this, it seems that he still has not given up on Diana, but Richard doesn't mind either. The strength gap between the two sides is too big. Diana wouldn't fall for him if she had better options.

Although Steve took away the flashlight, Richard's eyesight was not affected at all. He came to the desk, looked at the half-written press release on it, touched it lightly with his fingers, and then put it on his clothes. Rubbed it on.

At this moment, his heart suddenly moved, and then he turned his head sharply. In the darkness, a pair of shining light spots were staring at him.

"Little guy, are you the only survivor here?"

Richard squatted down, and a little black cat came out of the shadows and licked his palm without fear. Richard looked behind him and saw a small plate on the ground. Unfortunately, it looked dry. It’s been a while and black beans are still written on the plate.

"Is this your name, little guy?" Richard scratched the little black cat's chin. The kitten narrowed its eyes in comfort and purred in its throat.

Just when Richard was trying to find something to eat for Heidou, Steve's horrified voice came from the second floor, "Richard, come up quickly, we found them."

Richard came to the second floor and followed the sound to the innermost room. He did find the person, but unfortunately, he was already dead.

Seven people, both men and women. Judging from their clothes, from the president to editors, reporters, and even the concierge, they were all here. Of course, ordinary ways of death would not scare Steve. The reason why his voice sounded There was fear because all seven of them died kneeling and facing the direction of the desk, with peaceful smiles on their faces, as if they were in a sweet dream.

"What's going on? It's so weird. It looks like a cult ritual scene. Ares did it." Steve couldn't help but tighten his windbreaker. He felt that the thick bricks and stones around him were not giving in. He brought a touch of warmth, but instead there seemed to be a vague coldness trapped here.

"I...I don't know." Diana was also a little frightened by this scene. She was not afraid of fighting with real swords and guns, but this weird scene made her very uncomfortable, "Richard, you What do you think?"

"There were no signs of fighting in the room, and there was unfinished work on the table. Coupled with their identities as spies, these people should have died from superpower incidents. As for whether they died at the hands of Ares, I don't know. It’s clear. But someone knows.”

"Who"

The two of them were stunned and looked at Richard.

"Him." Richard stretched out his hand, and the little black bean walked down his arm from his shoulder. Only then did the two of them discover this little guy.

"When did you hide a cat on your body, or do you think it was conjured up by your druids?" Steve was shocked. What he saw and heard today once again refreshed his understanding of extraordinary beings.

"No, Black Bean is the magazine's cat. I just picked it up."

......

meow~

A soft meow came from the cat, and the three of them looked down. The little guy came to the only female body among the seven corpses, and was stretching out his little paws to pull at her. Unfortunately, she could no longer respond to it.

"Okay, little guy, your master is dead. I'm sorry, but do you know anything, for example, the suspect who killed your master." Richard gently picked up the little black beans and stroked them. it whispered.

"Richard, even if you are a druid, you can't let a cat do the work of a dog. It can't follow the scent to find Ares."

Before Steve could finish speaking, the little black bean jumped off Richard's hand and ran out of the room at a very fast speed. Richard and the others chased after him and found that it had jumped onto the wall next to it. bookshelf, and then got out through a small crack in the window next to it.

"...No way, Richard, you can also give a cat or dog the ability." Steve asked in surprise as he followed Richard out of the magazine.

"Stupid, although the cat's sense of smell is not that strong, its vision is better. There is no cat food in the cat bowl in the house, but Black Bean's belly is not that empty. It will definitely look for food outside. If the case If it was in the house when it was posted, there's a good chance it saw the killer and possibly followed him."

"This is the first time I've heard of cats having such great abilities." Steve looked shocked.

"Not all cats have it. Coincidentally, this one only has it." This is no nonsense. When Richard just petted the cat, he discovered that there was a trace of magic in the little black cat's body, which made the little black bean stronger than ordinary cats. Animals are much smarter, and can even vaguely let Richard feel its thoughts.