[Zongmeiying] Wait, am I going to die?

Although the activity of elements such as magic in this world is very low, it does not rule out that there are people who can "see".

Sure enough, old Mr. Brian nodded.

"You are shining."

Old Mr. Bryan is of course not talking about things like elves that glow at night, as long as you are not blind.It's something like an "aura" that symbolizes soul and power.

"Lilia has it too, it's very faint, and you can't see it unless you look carefully-but you are different." Winston Bryan looked at the two elves.Even just sitting there, the other party exudes a warm light, just like the legendary God, sacred, awesome, warm and reassuring.

——If there is a god in this world, it must be as beautiful and majestic as the elf sitting opposite him...

Elrond received the thoughts of old Mr. Brian, and easily followed the thoughts into the other party's mind.

Dusty attic.

All the bright emotions seemed to be covered under gray cobwebs, and those cobwebs were produced by the so-called cult group that almost plagued them all their lives.

"Please let us help you, Mr. Brian."

All the emotions in Elrond's heart were transmitted to Thranduil along the connection with each other.The king of the elves looked seriously at the slumped old man—even though there were other reasons for taking them in, it couldn't change the fact that they had helped them.

"The promise of the elves lasts forever, and we will help your family to end the disaster that has lasted for many years."

"Thank you, thank you!" Old Mr. Brian whimpered, his heart suddenly relaxed, and he didn't know what else to say.

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"John, has Finch exploded?" Looking at the messy pile of documents in front of him, Xiao couldn't help but complain to his senior.

"This is the information of the 'Guruli God Salvation Society'." Apparently, John Reaser fell into this pile of information earlier than her, and their boss was still manipulating something in front of the computer.

"What the hell?" Xiao said that he had never heard of this name before, and it was difficult to pronounce.

"Worshipers of God Guruli, a bunch of broken lunatics."

Suddenly a female voice joined in.

In the abandoned library, two combat members put on a guarded posture, and the only non-combat member also stopped typing on the keyboard and looked at the person who came by in surprise.

"Hey, come on, didn't we have a good time working together last time, dear Shaw?" Gen's tone still sounded weirdly soft, and she skipped over John Riise directly greeted Finch, who was hidden behind them, "Harold, I'm glad you seem to be doing well."

Harold Finch moved a little awkwardly.

"Ms. Glover, may I ask why you are here?"

Since being kidnapped by Root until now, Finch still couldn't help being nervous when he saw her—not because she was afraid that she would hurt him, but because she represented a concept that was very similar to his own but completely different.

Although the previous cooperation gave him some understanding of Root, she was still very dangerous to Harold Finch!

It was a struggle of ideas, John and Xiao couldn't help him, and it belonged to the battlefield between him and Gen.

——Should human beings completely rely on mechanical gods who don't understand emotions.

"Let me give you some news." Gen shook the thick information in his hand, "That Guruli sect is not someone to mess with, but even if I tell you so, you and your partner are not back off, right?"

The three present immediately understood whose arrangement it was.

Sure enough, Gen continued.

"She has been paying attention to you and hopes to get your response, Harold."

"It's just a machine, Ms. Glover."

"I've put the materials here, it's up to you whether you need them, Harold." Gen put the things in his hand on the messy pile of materials, "Although it may be a bit strange for me to say this, but if It may be a great thing for you to get rid of this sect."

After finishing speaking, the lady left calmly, never paying attention to the two agents with explosive fighting power from the beginning to the end, and she only had her little God in her heart.

"I think she also looks like a strange religious person." Xiao couldn't help but muttered, and then looked at Finch, "Boss, what should I do with these things?"

Riise looked at Finch. He knew that his boss didn't want to use this information, but he also knew that Finch would eventually choose the opposite side.

because--

"The number is the most important thing, Mr. Reaser, Ms. Xiao."

Xiao shrugged, and immediately pulled out the information with full energy: "You are the boss and you have the final say."

Quite a complete set of information - the major locations, personnel lists and leaders of the Guruli Order, as well as the relationship between the Brian family and the order, are all in this information.

"The Mastermind of the Cult is this Roy Ligan—" Finch taped the photo to the glass.

Shaw chimed in: "He really doesn't look like he's 60."

"He was Lena Bryan's classmate back then, and he has been staring at the Bryan family since he climbed to the position of leader. This time, their so-called big event is a living sacrifice. They want to use Lilia Bryan who miraculously survived the car accident back then. Brian is the main sacrifice. The sacrifice will be held in five days, so they will definitely do it during this time."

Both Reese and Shaw dug out the weapons and equipment they hid in the library - Finch no longer wanted to continue talking about their practice of putting dangerous goods together with his precious books, because they wouldn't listen of!

As a non-combatant, all he can do is watch the two former agents leave: "We must protect Lilia."

Ms. Xiao shook her fist very masculinely.

John Reaser turned his head and gave the boss a smile so light that it was almost invisible: "Don't worry, Finch."

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The division of labor between Riise and Xiao has always been simple and clear. One person will catch Kadoma Wright and ask for more information, and the other will keep an eye on Lilia to prevent any accidents from her.

Because Xiao lost the bet, she was in charge of following up, and the other was in charge of interrogation.

"I think those two weirdos are also protecting Lilia."

Xiao Bai said boredly.

There was only Finch's response from the headset.

——She really wanted to interrogate that strange believer, instead of lying on the building and watching two guys who looked young on the outside, but actually lived the life of a retired old man.

In a sense, Ms. Xiao has the truth.

However, soon, Xiao found that the man named Elrond opened the window - he seemed to turn around and asked his companions in the room something, then smiled softly in Xiao's direction, and made a " Come down" gesture.

This is the first time Xiao has experienced the feeling of being followed by someone with his naked eyes. Even if he wants to deceive him, the other party is just blindly blind, but those gray eyes are actually facing his direction, and they are accurate.

"Finch, I was discovered by Elrond and Thranduil—their names are so hard to pronounce, and they invited me in."

"Ms. Xiao, please don't act rashly."

"Hey, Finch, you are also curious about their origins, right?" Xiao felt a little excited, "I will turn on the earphones."

Finch on the other end immediately contacted Mr. Reese.

"What's the matter, Finch?"

There was also a faint cry of pain coming from John Reaser, mixed with various slogans such as "Guruli God XXX", obviously a patient with severe brainwashing.

As a former CIA agent, Reese said that there is no more annoying interrogate than this kind of belief maniac. Under the evil belief, even animals can communicate better than them.Riser's sense of humor made him silently apologize to Little Bear in his heart. Compared with this kind of guy, the obedient military dog ​​is too pitiful.

"Ms. Shaw was discovered by Elrond and Thranduil, they invited her to be a guest, and she—"

"She went directly." Reese is very clear about Xiao's response in this situation. She is a lone wolf. Finch can't restrain her curiosity, and it's impossible for her pride not to respond to this level. provocation—or at least she thought it was a provocation.

"It shouldn't matter. Didn't we discuss it last time? They might be on Lilia's side."

"hope so."

"I hung up, call me again if you need it."

Reese said that the next step is to enter the part that is not very suitable for the boss to hear.

There was something long-lost, cold, dark in his gray eyes, and it didn't matter that the young cultist didn't speak.Because it was only temporary—John Riaser knew how to crush those beliefs, and as an international spy, he had been trained to deal with people who seemed to be on stimulants.

—with deeper darkness, pain, and terror.

And his boss is a nice, normal guy—well, maybe a little bit out of the ordinary.

So don't have to know this.