Dressed as an abandoned daughter of a wealthy family, she relies on metaphysics to become a god

"I don't understand." Chen Peiwen said puzzledly.

Isn't her ability only known to Mr. Ross? Why is she being targeted and even getting killed?

Rose guessed what she was thinking and explained: "I can swear that I didn't tell anyone about your ability. But whether it is supernatural power or magic, it is like a blooming flower. As long as it exists, its fragrance must be It will be smelled.”

Chen Peiwen couldn't help but clenched the cup in her hand, and asked eagerly: "Is there any way to hide it?"

"You can ask the famous Feng Shui masters in Hong Kong City, and you may gain something. But..." Ross sighed, "I don't think the hope is very high. Your talent is not common, and you yourself It can’t be controlled either.”

On this point, Chu Yao also agreed with his statement.

If it is a common talent like yin and yang eyes, there are many ways to solve it, and some metaphysical talents can also be turned on and off on their own.

But Chen Peiwen's situation is very special. Her talent appeared out of nowhere, as if someone suddenly gave her a gift, but this gift made others jealous and they couldn't get rid of it.

He said three solutions. The first is to visit the Feng Shui master in Hong Kong City; the second is to let Chen Peiwen join the Surya Church.

As long as she joins the church, Rose Lee can arrange for the white-robed messengers in the church to protect her.

"White-robed envoy? What is that?" Chen Peiwen asked.

Ross Lee explained: "White-robed envoy is a professional title in the church. Apart from me, they are probably ranked at the fourth level."

The hierarchy of Surya Church is very clear, but Chen Peiwen has not yet joined the church, and Ross Lee cannot reveal too much, only that there are eleven levels in the church.

Cultists above the eighth level have some abilities, and the white-robed envoys are the best among them.

If compared with the Feng Shui masters Chen Peiwen knows, I am afraid that the strongest one can only be the most ordinary white-robed envoy and cannot be called the best.

Most of the White Robes are managed by Ross himself, and they also obey Ross's orders.

Even if Ross dies, the orders he issued are still valid, which means that the White Robe Envoy can continue to protect Chen Peiwen after Ross's death.

The most obvious feature of these white-robed messengers is that they wear white robes. When they are not in the church, they will definitely have white decorations on their bodies.

But Chen Peiwen didn't want to join the Surya Church, so there was only the third option left.

"He said, let me go to some places with metaphysical institutions at the end of this year, such as the Imperial Capital." Chen Peiwen said.

As long as Chen Peiwen enters the imperial capital, she will be protected by the Secret Service.

Even if someone pursues her because of her unique abilities, they still have to worry about the face of the Secret Service.

Of course, the Secret Service is not the only agency, but it is definitely the agency with the strongest mystical capabilities in the country and can allow Chen Peiwen to survive the disaster safely.

"So, the information you learned from Ross Li is about the white-robed envoy." Chu Yao said without any doubt.

"That's right." Chen Peiwen was quite distressed.

She didn't continue, but Chu Yao heard her thoughts.

"Is that person... the White-robed Envoy? However, Ross Lee said that if the identity of the White-robed Envoy is discovered by outsiders, he will be executed..."

Chu Yao understood instantly that someone Chen Peiwen knew looked like the White Robe Envoy, but she couldn't be sure.

Then, there was only one reason for her hesitation—Chu Yao might also know the man who was suspected to be the white-robed messenger.

If she reveals the characteristics of the White Robe Envoy, Chu Yao will also discover that person's identity. There is no impenetrable wall in the world, and that person will also be executed within the church.

Chen Peiwen has been living in Hong Kong. Logically speaking, her social circles and Chu Yao’s have almost no overlap, and they have only known each other for a few days.

She was unwilling to easily reveal the man's name, which meant that she had a good relationship with this person, at least not a stranger, which ruled out the police handling the Yuan family case and the workers of the construction team.

However, Chu Yao had no idea who this person was, as he was someone that Chen Peiwen also knew and who had special powers.

"I think that the dream you had has nothing to do with Ross Lee's son." Chu Yao suddenly said.

Chen Peiwen asked in confusion: "Why?"

That dream hasn't happened yet, and Ross Lee may have reached the end of his life. Besides, Chen Peiwen didn't see him in her dream.

If his son didn't appear in her dream, then it would have nothing to do with Mr. Ross at all, right?

"When Ross Lee suggested that you have a second precognitive dream, he knew that this must be his last chance." Chu Yao said, "If you were him, what clues would you hope to get from the dream?"

Chen Peiwen said without hesitation: "The church, or something related to the future."

After saying that, she was stunned.

In Mr. Ross's heart, nothing is more important than his church, because his church carries his dreams.

He wants to save the world, and he wants to be the savior.

Although he loved his son very much, Chen Peiwen knew very well that he was just fulfilling his responsibilities as a father.

If we compare him with Chen's father, I'm afraid Ross's fatherly love is not as good as that of Chen's father, an ordinary, unsuccessful old man.

The property he left behind was enough for his son to live the rest of his life in prosperity, but as for other things, he could not give his son anything else.

Therefore, he would definitely leave the last chance to the Surya Church instead of wasting it on his son.

"I guess what he values ​​is the treasure on display at the exhibition." Chu Yao said with a smile.

Chen Peiwen supported her forehead with her hand. She could feel that the glittering, jade-like treasure must be extraordinary, but just from her dream, she could not tell what was so special about it.

"Oh, if only I could see the entire appearance of the jade. Now I have no clue and I'm afraid I won't be able to find out the origin of that thing at all." She sighed.

Chu Yao also remained silent. Although she had seen many treasures, none of them was like the rare jade that appeared in Chen Peiwen's dream.

Since Ross Lee attached so much importance to the rare jade, she could guess some of its characteristics - it was just like the stone book, which could predict the future; or it could be the black liquid provided to Chen Peiwen and others, which could enable people to communicate with the future briefly after drinking it.

The only thing he cares about most is "foreknowledge".

As he was speaking, Chu Yao's cell phone suddenly rang.

Chu Yao turned on his phone and saw a notification to all members of the Special Intelligence Bureau’s work group. The sender was Zhou Weiqi who went to the underground research institute for investigation.

【Zhou Weiqi: Does anyone know this thing? This is an urgent situation. If anyone knows, please contact me immediately.】

The picture had not yet loaded. Chu Yao scrolled up and saw Zhou Weiqi tagged several senior investigators and asked them to return to the headquarters first.

She remembered that Zhou Weiqi went there with Ling Feng, but now only Zhou Weiqi was arranging the work.

Unless Ling Feng did not come back with him or was seriously injured, why would Zhou Weiqi transfer people back to the headquarters without authorization?

Chu Yao was about to make a phone call to ask for details, but found that Zhou Weiqi had called her two minutes ago.

But I don’t know if it’s because the signal here is bad or for some other reason, all these calls showed as not connected, and even the phone didn’t ring.

Chu Yao had a bad feeling for a moment, and she said to Chen Peiwen apologetically, "Sorry, I have something urgent to deal with, so I have to make a phone call first."

"It's okay, you can fight, I'll step aside for now."

As she spoke, she walked outside tactfully.

The moment Chen Peiwen left the tea room, Chu Yao's cell phone suddenly rang. It was a video call from Zhou Weiqi.

On the other side of the screen, Zhou Weiqi was jumping up and down like a monkey, muttering, "Oh my God! You finally answered the phone. I thought you were kidnapped by someone!"

"How is Ling Feng?" Chu Yao asked first.

"You really have the ability to predict the future? Oh my god, I thought they were just joking." Zhou Weiqi scratched his head, "Well, this matter is a bit serious, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem..."

After he and Ling Feng parted ways underground, he completed the work at hand first.

Because the two of them had agreed to return to the ground together, Zhou Weiqi had been waiting in the emergency passage converted by the Special Intelligence Bureau.

But time passed day by day, they had been deep underground for more than a week, and the supplies Ling Feng carried were only enough for him to use for five or six days.

Zhou Weiqi knew that he could no longer sit there and wait for death, and Ling Feng was going to the most dangerous F6 floor, which had time and space turbulence.

He did not care about Ling Feng's instructions, and went directly to the F6 floor alone, carrying a small amount of supplies.

Maybe he was lucky. After reaching the F6 floor, before he started looking for Ling Feng, he discovered that the abandoned elevator next to it began to rise and fall between floors strangely.

In order to prevent creatures from other time and space from breaking into their world from the research institute, the original elevators had long been cut off.

The only reason the elevator can start on its own is that it keeps going back and forth between multiple time and space.

Zhou Weiqi took the elevator key and forced the elevator to stop.

Then he took out the special gun from his backpack. This gun could not only kill humans, but the bullet also contained a neurotoxin that could kill any cellular organism instantly.

He loaded his gun and carefully walked to the side of the elevator door.

There was no sound in the elevator, at least not from the mutant creatures they had seen before.

The worst case scenario is that there is a silent mutant creature inside, but Zhou Weiqi is also confident that he can fight it head-on.

If he was luckier, the person in the elevator might be Ling Feng, or an ordinary human being, waiting for rescue.

Of course, most likely, there is nothing inside.

Zhou Weiqi pressed the up button with trepidation, and the elevator door opened.

No one came out and it was still deathly silent. He leaned his head slightly and took a look inside the elevator.

He caught a glimpse of a dark green figure that looked more like a bronze object than a human.

Since it was not a living creature, Zhou Weiqi felt much more relieved. He took out the evil spirit detector that every member of the Special Intelligence Bureau had.

He breathed a sigh of relief when he saw the number displayed was very low.

It seems that this is just an ordinary object that entered the elevator due to the turbulence of space and time. At least it is not dangerous.

Zhou Weiqi turned the elevator key to keep the elevator door open.

He walked into the elevator, and as soon as he entered, he felt extremely dizzy, as if his head was about to explode.

He quickly dragged the bronze ware out, and then, suppressing his discomfort, he closed the elevator door.

Zhou Weiqi was not an archaeologist, so he naturally could not tell which dynasty the bronze ware came from. Although the bronze ware was a bit heavy, it was not so heavy that he could not drag it.

Could it be that bronze ware is hollow inside?

He walked to the front of the bronze ware. The entire bronze ware looked like a human figure, but it did not conform to the proportions of a human body. It was more slender, and its hands seemed to be holding something, crossed in front of the chest.

He was wearing a strange mask on his face, and his eyes were big and protruding, in the shape of an inverted triangle, like an alien in a science fiction movie.

If this thing had not been hidden in the elevator, Zhou Weiqi would have thought it was a cultural relic dug out from Sanxingdui.

He knocked on the surface of the bronze statue and heard a hollow sound. He was basically certain that it was a hollow bronze object.

For a moment, Zhou Weiqi was a little troubled.

According to the regulations formulated by the Special Intelligence Bureau, no matter what level of investigator, they cannot bring back things from other time and space without permission. The best way to deal with them is to put them back to their original place.

But the elevator door has been closed, which means that the channel of space-time turbulence has also been blocked.

Even if he opened the elevator door again, the space-time turbulence would not necessarily reappear. Even if it did, it would be almost impossible for the bronze statue to return to its original space and time.

After all, according to the calculations of Pei Nian and others, after they discovered the space-time turbulence, the number of space-times that could be counted had exceeded seven trillion.

If the bronze statue is taken back to the Secret Service, what should be done with it?

Zhou Weiqi was extremely conflicted, but he suddenly saw that a crack appeared on the bronze statue he had hit, and a dark red liquid like blood oozed out of the crack!

Could there be some living creature inside the bronze statue?

Moreover, the fact that it can bleed means that it is still alive!

Zhou Weiqi quickly took out a small knife and pried inwards along the crack. The bronze shell was extremely hard. He pried for more than ten minutes before he could barely open a small hole.

However, this small gap was enough for Zhou Weiqi to see the inside of the bronze ware.

Wheat-colored and slightly trembling, it is human skin.

In the face of human life, nothing else matters. He is now on the F6 floor, and there is a safe freight elevator at least on the F5 floor.

It was already a violation for him to enter the F6 floor alone, and he must not allow other investigators to enter the F6 floor.

Although the bronze statue could be moved with difficulty, it was really too much to ask him to move it to the F5 floor.

After much thought, the only solution seemed to be the elevator in front of him.