Started with a green hat for Verlaine

"A plane crash?"

At the British Clock Tower, Agatha Christie glanced at the information in her hand.

American rich people like to send their children to the UK, and it is not uncommon to enjoy the education of the British aristocracy. At most, the family background of the person involved in the accident is high or low.

Scott's father is Fitzgerald, one of the youngest capital tycoons in the United States, and the form of supernatural power is related to money.

"There were no casualties, it seems that good bodyguards were hired."

In short, it has little to do with the British.

Agatha Christie did not need to worry about diplomatic accidents, and continued to read information about Oscar Wilde with great interest. According to the intelligence, the other party broke up and returned to the artist’s identity sadly. She declared to the outside world that she had temporarily lost her status as a transcendent, and she wholeheartedly sought out Shakespeare for a portrait. , entangled Shakespeare so much that he couldn't stand it.

Rumor has it that there is another blond beauty in Oscar Wilde's studio.

It means that someone is going back to the old normal.

And the Lord Douglas, whom she disliked, had not fixed the date of marriage after the engagement, and found a group of friends to eat, drink and have fun, and was not affected in any way.

Posey has been at the end of countless people since birth.

This is a great nobleman, and it is difficult to be punished if he does not commit principled mistakes.

"Is there no special information recently..."

When the chief guard of the clock tower was worrying about a peaceful life every day, an urgent piece of information was quickly reported, and it turned out to be about a person who had already died!

"The head of the guard—!"

"A military base in Berlin, Germany, was triggered by a large-scale singularity, and no one with supernatural powers could approach the scene! The base was destroyed, Schiller was severely injured, and nearby spies reported seeing 'two' Paul Verlaine !"

"They are fleeing, should we intervene in this matter?!"

Agatha Christie suddenly stood up, something happened in Germany.

Paul Verlaine had a brother who looked exactly the same, except for the difference in skin color. This was the information revealed by France later, and it was clearly written on the arrest warrant, but both they and France thought Paul Verlaine was dead!

"Don't obstruct, just give convenience."

She paced up and down, making a decision with flickering eyes.

The messier Germany the better!

No one wants to see a powerful rival, especially if this rival is sneaking around in private, and does not know what relationship he has with Paul Verlaine.

In Germany, Schiller woke up in a coma after being hit by a singularity.

He was much luckier than Lan Tang's serious injury and amnesia. He suffered some minor injuries and could be cured with the help of the supernatural doctor on the same day.

He was not furious, but paled thinking about the scene he saw. When the singularity exploded, no one was caught off guard. He was able to retreat without being caught in the storm, thanks to a black shadow that suddenly protected him .

That is Goethe's supernatural ability - "Faust".

The dark shadow that usually followed Goethe seemed to stay by his side invisibly.He couldn't see the other person's outline clearly. The black figure's body was wrapped under a pitch-black cloak. Through the cloak, it seemed that the "face" could be seen as a deep and terrifying vortex, but this ominous black figure hugged him tightly. Then he called out: "Schiller!"

Schiller's heart ached.

Because after protecting him, the black shadow dissipated illusoryly.

He didn't have time to react, and fell into a coma under the aftermath of the terrifying shock. When he woke up again, he heard his subordinates report that Paul Verlaine had been rescued from the base. After learning the news, Mr. Goethe was already chasing the two of them.

"Goethe..." Schiller was dizzy, and vaguely remembered that Goethe was not at the base at the time. Why was the other party's important supernatural power by his side?

surveillance?No—that black shadow clearly protected him.

Singularity often creates strange effects, and resonates with supernatural abilities. He seemed to see a broken picture when he was embraced by the shadow.

There is myself in the picture, and when he gets along with Goethe, but those perspectives are from the perspective of a third person. The black shadow that cannot be seen by others is controlled by Goethe, floating in mid-air, angrily saying no to Goethe touch him.

It’s ridiculous.

How can humanoid supernatural powers self-consciously resist their masters?

In the last broken picture, he saw that at the end of the war and when the national strength was exhausted, Goethe made a wish to the shadow: [I hope Germany will win. 】

The black shadow overlapped Goethe's body, covered in black mist, and his face was distorted.

Goethe fell in pain...

Immediately afterwards... a new... black shadow appeared...

Schiller's pupils constricted. If he remembered correctly, Goethe's personality changed later, and it seemed that the second personality replaced the main personality.He secretly consulted many experts and scholars about Goethe's psychological condition. Those people agreed that it was the changes brought about by the war, and even the strong were prone to post-war PTSD.

Who is Sombra?

And who is the personality that occupies Goethe's main consciousness?

Thinking of the disappearance of the shadow, Schiele felt overwhelmed with pain. If he never saw the shadow again, would he have to doubt this question for the rest of his life?

Schiller murmured tremblingly: "I asked Goethe, will he tell me?"

No, Goethe never talked about supernatural powers in detail, and told him euphemistically before that "Faust" is a power that communicates with the devil.

Are these demonic backlashes, or spiritual multiple personalities?

After being semi-forced to have a lover relationship, the seemingly close man is still a mystery, and he suddenly feels unparalleled strangeness and anger.

——Is this person really Goethe?

——Where did the black shadow that protected me go, can I see it again?

Schiller no longer cared about the fate of Paul Verlaine, and frantically wanted to know the truth.

He lifted the quilt and staggered to follow up.

With Schiller's sudden betrayal and the British's secret intervention, Paul Verlaine was almost rescued, lying on the back of the moving blond youth.

Paul Verlaine was extremely weak, unable to lift his eyelids, his eyelashes cast a faint shadow on his white skin, his body was used for various experiments, and his mind had not yet been freed from the state of being controlled by instructions.

Paul Verlaine, who had been imprisoned in Germany for several years, was unable to move, and said with all his strength: "Dug out... my heart..."

The person carrying him lifted up Paul Verlaine, who had slipped slightly.

"Without a heart, wouldn't a person die?"

"Goethe..."

"You mean your heart was made by Goethe? Need to disconnect his power?"

"Um……"

"When we get to the boat, I'll help you find a way!"

"no……"

"If I say yes, it's fine. You don't talk too much, and don't affect my escape!"

"..."

Paul Verlaine fell silent.

The clone and the body of the gene provider are close together, the heartbeat and blood seem to merge together, the mind breaks through the physical bondage between people, and can easily communicate with a few words.

That is, the "blood relationship" that is closer than twin brothers.

The blond-haired and blue-eyed "man of the wind" didn't hear the sound along the way, and looked back at Verlaine unaccustomed to it, mistakenly thinking that he was carrying a corpse.

After boarding the boat, with the support, the blond Rimbaud put Paul Verlaine down.

The blond Rimbaud raised his lips.

He didn't care when he saw Verlaine's disheartened appearance. Thinking about what the other party had done, it was completely accidental that he was rescued again in the hands of Germany.

He also didn't expect that he would arouse the other party's perception if he searched all the way. Fortunately, Paul Verlaine made an accurate judgment and made a decisive decision. He detonated the singularity between the two without contacting the blonde Rimbaud, exposing himself The location also gave the blonde Rimbaud the chance to save lives.

The connection between them is closer and more dangerous than imagined. When the Mu Shen created the clone, it is very likely that he wanted to use the artificial "brother" to catch the "brother".

From birth until now, France's most bizarre brothers have had official conversations.

"We met for the first time, I am your brother, full name—"

"Jean-Nicolas Arthur Rimbaud!"

The blond-haired Rimbaud was in high spirits, wantonly saying his full name.

He is Rimbaud.

A prodigal son from France.

He will not forget his origin just because he travels incognito for too long, nor will he be afraid of power and allow the German government to secretly study his clone.

Paul Verlaine, who escaped from Germany, froze, his fingers twitching slightly.

elder brother?

Jean-Nicolas...?Author of poetry collection? !

The blond Rimbaud didn't understand his confusion. After studying engineering, geography, biology, etc. abroad, he had read literary works in bookstores for a long time.He bent down and poked Paul Verlaine's cheek. His skin was much tenderer than his own, fair and beautiful, and looked younger than his own age.

"You really annoy me. You have caused me a lot of trouble these years."

"but--"

The eyes of blond-haired Rimbaud were incomprehensible to Paul Verlaine. They looked like burning flames and cold sea water. The fierce personality erupting in the water and fire could stab the empty soul, as if to clearly teach the artificial man to understand: For real people!

"I can't be happy seeing you in such a mess."

Blonde Rimbaud's fingers touched the needle marks, strangle marks, and wounds that did not heal under various experiments on the opponent's arm. The muscles lost weight after not being exercised daily, and the ribs could be felt on the chest. good treatment.

A humanoid weapon is the most perfect experimental product in the eyes of a scientist when it cannot kill people. It is used to test various data and try to replicate "Black No. 13" and "Black No. 14"...

The blond Rimbaud uttered strange remarks with great regret.

"Sure enough, this is the curse of the name."

……

Ever since the day you switched names with someone else and called Verlaine, you have the word "dangerous" on your head!

None of this would be so if your name was Rimbaud.

It is simply a tragedy of fate.