Mermaid Reef

London has never been so quiet.

In the bustling area, there will be police patrols and rented carriages on the streets late at night.

People in the slums get up early, and they have to go to work in factories or docks hungry.

Now everything is pressed to rest.

This human city made up of huge gears and chains suddenly stopped running, and a strange and terrifying atmosphere spread in the city along with the fog, passing over the people who fainted on the ground, passing over the broken and dark gas lamps, and passing over the A dead house.

John looked at the watch on his wrist as he ran.

He is in a hurry.

Before everyone wakes up, to complete the last commission he received during this long night.

The client is Erin.

"... There was also an accident with a girl who believed in Huidie, but that girl was abducted. It is said that the deceased was a very well-known person. Now the women's branch is blocked. The church has no way to take her away. The only chance now is to rescue her while the entire city is falling into a coma due to the power of the evil god."

Although humans will hallucinate when they get close to the girl's transformed cocoon, and then go into a coma, but humans have wooden warehouses, and they can also throw explosives into it through the door.

Or simply set a fire and burn down the women's branch, especially when people think there are demons there.

"Our god has fallen into silence and will not be active for a short time... I know that this is actually a good thing. The city of London is safe, but it means that our dependents have limited strength and have no way to resist human attacks. I beg you... sir, Rosa is like me, we believe in paganism just to gain the power to protect ourselves. We will hide in the dark places of the city, or go to places where there are no people, and we will never appear again."

The city of London's sewer network is intricate, and even without this abandoned factory, Erin still has many places to hide.

No matter what, now she doesn't have to work hard for poverty, she won't age, she won't get hurt, and she won't be hurt easily.

Perhaps, as the dead leader of the pagans said, choosing to believe in evil gods is to get rid of a cruel fate, but who knows whether it is freedom or a crueler fate?

The swarms of gray butterflies hidden in the city were all ignited by Gemir, and Susan would no longer be polluted.

The detective has completed the most important task and brought back Erin's farewell message to Susan. Now there is only one thing left for him, to save the girl who transformed into a butterfly in time.

John suddenly saw a rental carriage on the side of the street, he jumped on it immediately, and moved the driver to the side of the road. Anyway, the rental carriages are numbered, and when they are used up, they will be thrown at the door of the garage. The coachman who calls the police will find this car .

John had a good idea, but unfortunately when he got into the car he found the horse standing unresponsive.

"They're also lethargic."

Suddenly there was a voice in the carriage.

The corner of John's mouth twitched, he just left the abandoned factory and Jason, is it Gemil's turn now?

"I thought you went back to read?" John didn't look back. In order to avoid Sea God's anger, John added, "That's what Jason said just now."

"I do have a book in my hand."

Gemil replied, reminding John that he was the one who saw the carriage first. Although the carriage was parked by the side of the road, it was the detective who blocked the road and snatched the carriage.

"But I just need a place to read, you use it to drive, there is no conflict."

After speaking, Gemil changed his voice, and the two horses were suddenly stimulated by the sound waves, and immediately woke up.

John pulled on the rein hastily, but the frightened horse galloped wildly down the street.

John staggered back and forth against the frightened horse, only relying on his extraordinary driving skills to not fall off.

Whether it is a falling horse or a car crash, it will kill people.

The passengers in the carriage sat steadily, and seemed to like the speed very much.

——It turns out that this is the feeling of riding a carriage.

The magnitude of this shaking is a bit like undulating in the waves.

Here Gemil analyzed the fun of riding in a carriage, while John's face was blue over there, he had never been in such a fast carriage before!

Except for trains!

The horse ran crazily. Fortunately, the street was empty at this time. Even if there were cars, they were still parked. The horse would automatically avoid it, otherwise there would be a car accident if it could not run a single street.

"The sports car wheels are going to fall off!" John hissed.

Only then did the speed of the car slow down, and the two horses also panted, as if they were about to collapse in the next second.

John: "..."

I can't bear it, it's too miserable, worse than myself.

There are carriages all over the street, can't he change one?

"I still have something to do." John jumped out of the car, then seemed to think of something, hesitantly turned around and said, "Thank you for not killing Huidie."

If Gray Butterfly dies, Irene, who is the servant of the evil god, will also die.

Now Gray Butterfly was beaten to the bottom of the Thames River, not only solving the crisis in the city of London, but also allowing Irene and her kind to gain a short period of freedom—before the evil god wakes up again.

It was pitch black in the compartment.

It was unnaturally dark, as if something huge had filled the carriage.

John's head twitched, he closed his eyes immediately, and when he was about to flee, he heard Gemil say: "You're welcome, Jason didn't kill the gray butterfly, because he thought that guy was too dirty, and chasing him into the bottom of the river would definitely kill him." With those smells."

——Then you don't kill the gray butterfly because you are afraid of smelling it and making Jason dislike it?

thought John.

He walked to the side of the street and found that the illusion in front of him disappeared.

John took a translucent sheet from his pocket.

It was a fragment of Irene's wing, which Irene tore off with her own hands.

It glows and grows stronger when it gets close to its kind.

"In this direction."

John got into an alleyway, and after running not far, he saw the second floor of the building in the distance also lit up with a blue light.

He carefully identified the surrounding buildings, and immediately knew where his target was.

"Mrs. Dutt's garden!"

There are warning strips around the house, and there are several patrolmen.

John put on gloves and a hat for himself, and deftly climbed over the wall.

An excellent detective has the ability to sneak into a residence illegally without leaving any traces.

After climbing up to the second floor, John found the house without any effort to find it.

A thick layer of salt was sprinkled around the room, and there were also crosses and braziers.

The windows and doors were sealed with wooden boards, and the nails were very rough. It could be seen that the workers were in a panic, and a red cloth strip was hung on the nail of one of the wooden boards.

John rummaged through his pockets, found tools, and quickly removed the nails.

He knocked on the door, then took out the wing fragments and grabbed them in his hands before going in.

Sure enough, when he opened the door, his eyes went dark, and a whirlwind of force swept John and dragged him to the center of the room.

The smell of blood filled the room, and there was a large puddle of dried blood on the carpet.

"Rosa, Irene commissioned me to find you. I am a detective."

John got up calmly, and he said to the faintly glowing object in the corner of the room.

Rosa was wrapped in curtains, her face and eyes were as terrible as Irene's, and she slowly floated out like a ghost.

——It is indeed floating, the wings can make her hover in mid-air.

Rosa's sanity didn't seem to be as complete as Irene's. Her expression was empty, but her eyes were attracted by the wing fragments in John's hand.

Feeling vigilant, John quietly reached out and clenched the weapon in his pocket.

"It's dangerous here, you should look for your kind." John slowed his voice and said word by word.

He said it again, pointing to the open door.

Rosa rushed out of the door suddenly, and John felt something was wrong, so he hurriedly ran to the corridor.

He heard a scream.

Rosa, covered in blood, slowly walked out of the hall, dragging a woman by her hand.

The woman was wearing a gorgeous dress, and a French wig was thrown on the floor. She had just woken up from a coma, and she was struggling with severe pain.

"Help, devil... devil!"

The woman's eyes are wrinkled, probably Mrs. Dutt.

Rosa slowly picked up the woman, and bit her neck under the other's horrified eyes.

The sharp teeth severed muscles and blood vessels, and blood sprayed on the walls and chandeliers.

Rosa dropped the twitching corpse, and she flew vertically from the lobby to the level of the second-floor corridor, looking straight at John.

John held the weapon in one hand, and slowly handed out the wing fragments with the other.

Rosa reached out her blood-dripping fingers, took the glowing thing, smashed through the glass of the hall, and disappeared into the London fog.

——This fragment guides John to come here, and it can also guide Rosa to find the same kind in hiding.

John glanced at his watch and saw that it was getting close to the time Jason had told him.

He quickly cleaned up the marks he left, and then climbed over the wall from the garden.

On the way he saw another corpse, the corpse of a man who looked like the gatekeeper of the house, or a servant doing rough work.

There were still some young girls asleep in the hall, but they would surely wake up quickly in this bloody house.

John jumped off the fence, walked around the street three times, found a shoemaker's shop, stole a pair of broken boots with thumbs exposed, and then burned the coat, gloves and shoes he had just worn in the garbage dump.

When he got out of the street again, people in the city of London had already woken up one after another.

"Cough cough."

Severe coughing sounds everywhere, people are in a trance and their bodies are weak.

A terrible stench hangs over the city.

"Is it the smoke from the factory?"

"Like an earthquake?"

"It's a flood, the Thames is backflowing again." (Note)

John covered his mouth and nose with a scarf, and he heard screams from Mrs. Dutt's house not far away, and the sound of a police whistle.

He hung his head down, making himself look like an early-rising firm clerk.

It was about nine o'clock before he returned to the rented apartment.

"God bless, you're finally back." The landlady came up to her worriedly, "God, did you hear the loud noise at midnight last night? They said there was an earthquake... Oh, Susan went back to work, she said tonight Will come again..."

John turned his head and said quickly, "I found Erin."

"Really? Thank goodness!" The landlady's wife's face stretched out, "Is that girl named Irene back?"

"No, she decided...to leave London and move to the countryside with some companions, girls who were also deceived by paganism."

"That's all right, the city sucks, isn't it? The stench..."

John closed the door and shut out the landlord's wife's nagging.

Then the detective froze because the window was open and Jason was sitting by the window reading a book.

Looking at the cover, it seems to be a collection of European folklore stories.

"Mr. Johnson, can I ask you if there is anything else? We just met at the abandoned factory five hours ago, and now my bed is calling me." John sat heavily on the chair.

The rich and capable client saved himself last night, so he endured it.

"Gamil came to you alone." Jason put down the book, and he used affirmative sentences.

John remembered the conversation in the gray butterfly's lair last night, and lost power for a moment. Jason still remembered this incident!

John gave up, he didn't bother, what client's privacy?He has had enough of this horrible experience of encountering evil gods every day!

"Yes, he reminded me to pay attention to Huidie, because when Erin's case happened, he was sitting in front of me, and entrusted me with a jewel to find the person he saw in his dream!"

Jason: "..."

The light blue eyes were confused for a moment, and then the figure blurred for a while, and a strange pink blue color appeared on the pale skin.

"boom."

The windows are closed.

Jason was gone.

John laughed, took off his boots and clothes, and laid down triumphantly on his single bed.

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The author has something to say:

Note: The flood season of the Thames is winter, not summer

If the river flows back into the city and stays there for a long time, it will cause a cholera outbreak

At the same time, winter is also the season when toxic gas sinks and the concentration of sulfur dioxide increases. After the industrial revolution, every winter, people who inhaled too much smoke and poisonous fog died.

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Main Quest: Rescue Rosa Mutant Butterfly Body within an hour

Mission starting point: Abandoned factory

Difficulties of the task: If you can’t keep up with walking, if you borrow a carriage, there is a plot NPC on the carriage, the evil god Gemil

Skills required: proficiency in driving a carriage, willpower 70 (otherwise the task of falling from the carriage will fail)

Friendly reminder, don’t choose to thank Gemil after getting off the car with willpower below 90, please run directly

If the willpower is lower than 80, go to Rosa and remember to blindfold, do not attack Rosa, pay attention to cleaning the traces, otherwise it will affect the next main storyline, the character will enter the branch ending (suspect from Scotland Yard), and the main storyline will be terminated in advance

Mission easter eggs, when you return to the house, you will meet Jason, you can get CG animation if you choose correctly, matchmaker attribute +10 (who wants this attribute)