Dorothy's Forbidden Tome

After a while of changes, the conductor's face began to stabilize again, and finally his face was no longer the one just now, but Greg's face, which was exactly the same as Greg's face.

This is easy to change appearance, which belongs to the ability of black-rank Extraordinary, shadow-faced people.

"Then... From today onwards, I am Gregorus Methhouse, the hunter from Igwynte who went to Tivian..."

Facing Greg's face, the train conductor murmured in Greg's voice, and then he clenched the dagger in his hand, ready to stab Greg on the sofa, but...someone was a step faster than him

Before he could make a move, those sleeping eyes suddenly opened, and then the hand hidden under the overcoat suddenly stretched out. Hidden under the overcoat was a bottle of ink that was opened. Suddenly getting up and swaying, a large amount of black ink spilled out of the bottle and splashed towards the conductor's face.

"what……"

Seeing this scene, under the reaction of Hei Jie "Shadow", the train conductor immediately covered his face with his hands, blocking the spilled ink from splashing into his eyes, and this action also blocked his own sight.

Seizing this opportunity, "Greg" suddenly exploded from the sofa, approached the conductor with indifference, and kicked his crotch violently while the conductor's vision was limited. The train conductor couldn't help screaming in pain, and was kicked back two steps and hit the wall with his back, but "Greg" who took the lead immediately stepped forward without giving a breath.

Stretched out a hand and firmly grabbed the dagger-holding wrist of the conductor. The conductor in severe pain wanted to break free, but the strength of grabbing his wrist was actually very strong. With his apprentice's "cup", he unexpectedly After a while, I couldn't completely fall off.

Relying on the conductor's hand holding the weapon by surprise, "Gregor" clenched his fist, and then mercilessly threw it at the conductor's face. The conductor wanted to avoid it. "It's easy to dodge in terms of reaction and speed, but the space in the box on the scene is too small, and the take-out party also restrained his hand, his movement was restricted, and he still suffered from severe pain when he was hit by a critical blow on his crotch. The conductor was caught off guard and did not escape.

Then, "Greg"'s fist slammed into his face, which was exactly the same as his own, deforming his face.

At this moment, in her bedroom in the distant Tivian Green Shade Town, Dorothy in pajamas couldn't help but smile slightly.

"Hehe...It turns out that beating my brother is such a feeling...a rare experience..."

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In the southwestern part of Preet, on the endless fields under the night, the steam train continued to rush forward while humming. At this time, there was silence in the first-class carriages of the first section of the train, and almost all the passengers were at this moment. I fell into a deathly sleep, and in this silent carriage, there was a carriage that was very lively at this time.

At this very moment, in Greg's carriage, a fierce close combat is going on. When the assassin disguised as a conductor is about to assassinate Greg who is "sleeping", Dorothy uses the puppet mark to manipulate him. Greg's body came with a sudden attack of melee counterattacks, and the assassin conductor, of course, missed a good chance in the assassination operation when he was caught off guard, and was beaten up in turn.

Using the little fox's sleepwalking, Dorothy successfully drew a puppet mark on Greg's body, and then used the puppet mark to manipulate Greg's sleeping posture. The upper limit of Dorothy's puppet manipulation distance is ten kilometers, but There is indeed no distance limit for the manipulation of living puppets, as long as there is a puppet imprint as the interface for Lingsi to intervene, it can be manipulated regardless of distance.

Dorothy remotely manipulated her elder brother's body, approached the incoming assassin to the corner of the box, and kept punching hard. Because of relying on the sneak attack to gain the upper hand, Greg gave the assassin's crotch the first time. There was a critical attack from all over, and the assassin was in chaos under the severe pain. Facing the incoming attack, he couldn't concentrate on fighting for a while, so he was blocked in the corner and was beaten violently. Greg's clenched fist He kept hitting the assassin's body and face, breaking his nose and knocking his teeth away.

In the dream, the black dog mimesis transformed by Greg's ontological consciousness and the little fox are sitting together looking at the big screen in front of them, watching the live broadcast in the real box from the perspective of Greg's body, watching from the first perspective The live broadcast of Dorothy's beating, such a novel scene, made the little fox wag his tail in excitement.

"Oh~ This punch is so powerful! Woo~ Another kick! Hit him in the face! Hit him in the face! Hit him! Beautiful~"

Watching the thrilling live broadcast of the beating in front of her, she shouted while talking, and occasionally stretched out her front paws to make a volley punching posture, just like the audience cheering on under the boxing ring. If she could stand upright, she would surely immediately immediately applauded.

Compared with the little fox, the look on Greg's dog face next to her is much more complicated. As the consciousness of Greg himself, seeing his body being controlled by others and beating other people, he is still It was a wonderful experience for Greg to watch the live broadcast from the first perspective.

Of course, this kind of wonderful experience is more than that for Greg. In this live broadcast, the face of the person who was beaten on the opposite side was exactly the same as his own. He saw the familiar face when he looked in the mirror every day and was beaten on the screen. He was deformed and bleeding, and Greg couldn't find any adjectives to describe his mood at this time.

"I... in my dream, I watched someone beat me in the face with my own body... From ancient times to the present, no one in this world should have the same experience as me..."

Next to the little fox, Greg thought in a very complicated heart that watching his own face being beaten was indeed a different experience, especially just now when he saw the assassin with his own face being beaten in the crotch. When he hit it, he couldn't help feeling a chill in his heart, and seemed to feel some kind of phantom pain.

"That believer in the divine existence of Aka is really ruthless..."

Greg thought so, and the first-person combat on the screen was still going on, but it was coming to an end.

This assassin disguised as a train conductor is a black-rank Extraordinary shadow-masked man with the main "shadow" and the auxiliary "cup". He has a second-level "shadow" and a first-level "cup". Should be very strong. "Shadow" can bring extraordinary reaction and agility to the assassin, as well as the "Shadow" enchanting ability that can make the blade sharper, and the physical strength of the "cup" can be enhanced.

As a black-ranked assassin, he has a second-tier "shadow" and a first-tier "cup", while Greg, an apprentice, only has a first-tier "shadow". Usually, these two head-on confrontations cannot be won.

But the current situation is not normal. After Dorothy used the spiritual thread to transmit the effect of the seal of life to Greg, Greg's physical fitness was also enhanced, and the effect of the first-order "cup" was also increased, so he The gap between him and an assassin is only the difference in speed and agility brought by the first-order "Shadow".

However, if they want to take advantage of their speed and agility, they need to have enough space to dodge and move around. However, the current combat environment they are in is a small box, and at the moment they are blocked in the corner, and there is no room for them to perform at all. Afterwards, the superiority in agility could not be brought into play at night, and he was critically hit in the crotch by a pre-emptive sneak attack. The severe pain made the assassin unable to concentrate on dealing with the enemy at all, and could only be beaten passively.

Therefore, under the blessings of life, sneak attack on violent chickens, environment, and the three aspects, Dorothy beat a black step violently with the body of Greg, an apprentice, and pinned him to the corner of the wall with a hammer.

In the end, Dorothy seized an opportunity and manipulated her elder brother to snatch the dagger from the almost powerless assassin's hand, suppressed it and stabbed it into the heart of the chest. The assassin in the costume of the train conductor struggled a few times during the suppression process, and then fell completely silent, and died in Gregor's hands just like that.

Afterwards, Dorothy stood up Greg's body slowly, and looked down at the motionless corpse. At this moment, the face of the corpse began to squirm again, changing rapidly. The face that finally changed was not Greg's face. It was not the face of the conductor before, but another face of a strange man.

In the dream, Greg's self-consciousness and the little fox also saw this scene through the live broadcast screen in front of them, and the little fox couldn't help but speak strangely.

"That guy... is dead? And his face has changed... Could this be the shadow-faced man that grandpa mentioned? A Beyonder who can change the appearance of others in the path of 'Shadow'... Hey, black dog, you How did you provoke such a thing as the Shadow Man?"

The little fox asked Greg beside him, and Greg replied with a sigh of relief.

"Huh... I don't know, I have never provoked such a guy, and the reason why they came to kill me was not because of hatred, but... wanting my identity..."

Seeing that the assassin was dead, Greg couldn't help feeling relaxed, and what followed was his thinking about the assassin's purpose.

Previously, Greg didn't know why his apprentice level, a small person with no secret missions or secret goods, was being targeted, and what value he had to make these assassins spend a lot of time, but now it seems that the reason is obvious. What the other party likes is his identity, which has been promoted from the fringe area to the identity of the search and hunter of the headquarters.

As long as they can kill themselves on the train, then they can easily replace them by changing their clothes after changing their appearance through the ability, and then naturally infiltrate into the headquarters as an insider. For a newcomer, it is easy to fool around in the headquarters.

This is why the other party must murder themselves quietly, because their plan can be carried out smoothly only if their own death does not cause any noise.

"Huh? Your identity?" The little fox asked suspiciously, and what responded to her was words that appeared out of thin air in the dream space.

"That's right... Maybe Ms. Fox doesn't know that the change in this guy's face just now is the face of Mr. Hunting. He may want to sneak in with his face and identity after killing Mr. Hunting here." Let's go to the Security Bureau."

The characters in the dream space were written like this. At the same time, Greg in the box turned his head to look at the glass in the box, looking at the faint reflection in it. The little fox could vaguely see the face of the reflection Very similar to the Assassin's unchanging face.

"Ah... so this guy turned into a black dog just now, your face, hiss... can you get a little closer, I can't see clearly..."

The little fox said curiously, while Greg, who was imitating a black dog at the moment, spoke solemnly.

"Thank you for your help! I will never forget your help. Although the crisis is gone now, the medicine is still effective, and my body still cannot wake up on its own. So please hide this corpse in the cabinet Or under the bed, don't let him be seen by other people on the train and cause a commotion, after I arrive at my destination, I will notify my colleagues to deal with it, and someone from them will pick me up at the train station directly."

Greg thanked the mysterious Akha believer who helped him, and the other party quickly responded, and new sentences gradually emerged in front of Greg.

"Hiding the corpse? Hehe...Mr. Hunter, there is no need to be so troublesome. This Mr. Assassin should have prepared a way for us to dispose of the corpse, and I bet it is very convenient."

"It's very convenient...a way to deal with corpses?" Greg tilted his dog's head slightly as he looked at the words that appeared in front of him, and asked with some doubts, while Dorothy directly manipulated Greg's body in the carriage. He squatted down directly and began to search for the body of the assassin man.

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After a while, Dorothy found the result. It was a sigil, a "cup" sigil, and Dorothy had seen such a sigil.

Back when Igwent was against the Holy Communion, on White Pearl Street, Dorothy made the White Pearl Street usurer Corey Cross into a slave in order to catch Clifford, the leader of the Holy Communion hidden in White Pearl Street. The bait attracted Clifford's henchmen, who used the sigil to vaporize the flesh from Cory's body after they killed him.

"This is...the corpse sigil!"

The moment the sigil was found on his body, Greg said it directly, while the little fox at the side tilted his head and asked.

"Corpse Sigil? What is that?"

"This is a 'cup' sigil, which can make the remaining 'cup' in the corpse react, and quickly vaporize the flesh and blood tissue of the corpse. I have fought with a 'cup' association of the blood eater before. They have used this kind of sigil to dispose of corpses, and this guy has prepared this kind of sigil on his body... I am afraid that he will dispose of my body after assassinating me."

Greg said so, and the little fox nodded clearly. For the hidden world, almost all of her understanding came from the grandpa in her family. It is impossible to tell her all the knowledge.

"That's right, this is the corpse-transforming talisman... It's specially designed to deal with the meat of corpses. If there was a mistake before, this kind of talisman will be used on Mr. Hunter."

In the dream space, words were still slowly emerging out of thin air. Looking at the words in front of him, Greg continued to speak.

"Your Excellency, do you mean to use this corpse sigil to dispose of the assassin's body? If so, I don't think it is necessary for the time being. Keeping the assassin's body intact will make it more likely for my colleagues to find it." What clues, to find out the origin of this assassin in more detail."

"Clues? Hehe...Mr. Hunter, a huge clue is right in front of you, yet you haven't noticed it yet?"

With a slightly mocking tone, Dorothy sent a message to Greg's dream, and seeing the new words that appeared in front of him, Greg, who was imitating a black dog, couldn't help but be taken aback.

"The big clue? Yes, where is it?"

Frowning, Greg thought in confusion. He wondered if he had missed some details, but he never thought about it. At this time, the emergence of new words began to explain his doubts to him.

"Mr. Hunter, have you ever thought about it? Why do these assassins go to such great lengths to knock you out with medicine and then kill you, just to prevent you from resisting and making trouble, their purpose is to replace your identity, then Your death must be silent, without anyone noticing.

"No one can notice when you die, and it is even more impossible for anyone to notice after you die. Therefore, how to dispose of your body on this train has become a difficult problem."

Such obscene words appeared in front of Greg and the little fox. Greg nodded in understanding after reading it. If Greg was noticed when he died or his body was found by others after his death, then their trick of replacing identities would not work. up.

"So, they plan to let me die in a deep sleep created by drugs, and then plan to use the corpse sigil to dispose of my body?" Greg said, and the newly emerged text also responded affirmatively.

"Yes, after their plan is successful, Mr. Hunter's corpse must be dealt with first. This matter cannot be left on the train and accidentally discovered by the conductor or passengers of the next train, nor can it be thrown out of the train window to be discovered by passers-by. For them... the safest way is to use the corpse talisman to turn your corpse into bones, and then pack the bones into a box and take them out of the train."

The text in the dream space was written like this, and Dorothy also turned her head in time to look at the door of the box. There, there was a big suitcase. It was the assassin who pretended to be a conductor before entering the box. It was brought in from time to time, and it has been placed there after entering the door. There was no sense of existence before, but now Dorothy gave a close-up and immediately attracted the attention of Greg and the little fox.

"I see! This box was originally intended to hold the black dog's bones!"

Looking at the box on the screen, the little fox said so, and Greg nodded affirmatively. The purpose of this box is obviously only this.

"Miss Fox is right... This box is most likely to be used to store Mr. Hunter's bones. After all, the corpse sigil can turn flesh and blood but not bones, so the bones must be treated additionally, but fortunately, a pile of bones is definitely more expensive than A body is much easier to deal with, and when it's all taken apart, a suitcase like this will do."

Dorothy responded to Greg and the others, Greg also understood for a while after hearing it, but said in doubt after thinking about it.

"Hmm...Your Excellency's analysis is very reasonable, but...where is the clue you mentioned now?"

"Haven't you thought about it yet? Mr. Hunter, although it is convenient to dispose of corpses turned into bones, they must be disposed of. In order to be safe and leave no traces, they still need someone to take the box of human bones off the train after they kill. ...But, who will perform this operation?" New words emerged in the dream, and Greg responded without thinking.

"Of course it's the assassin. After he kills me, he can carry an extra box... wait..."

Suddenly, Greg seemed to have thought of something, and he spoke again after being stunned for a while.

"Wait... This assassin will disguise himself as me after he kills me, but as I am, this box of bones cannot be taken off the bus, because there are people from the General Administration to greet me at the station, and my salute will be restricted by them." Help with consignment or even security check, so there is a risk of exposure!

"Similarly, this box of bones cannot be thrown outside directly or discarded at a halfway station. If no one cares about it, there will be a risk of being picked up by ordinary people and reported to the police."

Greg murmured that after repeated reminders, he had already realized what Dorothy meant.

"If you want to transfer the bones in this box safely and securely, the best and safest way is to arrange another person on this train, someone other than this assassin. After their actions are successful, the assassin will hold the bones. Give the box to that person, and let him take the skeleton out of the car as an ordinary passenger.

"That means... on this train, there is another accomplice of this guy!"

Greg said this, and Dorothy responded with a smile.

"Yes, judging from the current situation, the probability of this is very high. Mr. Hunter, if such an accomplice is handled well, it can bring you a lot of valuable clues. If you don't mind, I may use Your body finds out the guy who is still hiding."

Dorothy's words surfaced in front of Greg, Greg paused after reading it, and then spoke quite seriously.

"I admire your wisdom. Thank you very much for your willingness to guide me through the mist... But for you, now that Master Patunax's order has been fulfilled, why do you continue to help me?"

Greg asked the mysterious Akha believer in confusion, and the other party quickly answered in words.

"Don't worry, Mr. Hunter, I don't have any malice towards you. The reason why I continue to help you find people is just that as a detective, I have a natural interest in deciphering..."

"detective…"

"Is that Akha believer...a detective?"

Seeing the new words that appeared in front of them, Greg and the little fox couldn't help murmuring, while Greg thought for a while before deciding to speak.

"I see, Detective Your Excellency, then please help me find the assassin's accomplice..."

Greg said that, in his mind, if this mysterious detective wanted to harm him, he would have had countless chances of being saved. After all, the control of his body now is in the hands of the other party.

"Thank you Mr. Hunter for your trust, so now I will start."

Dorothy sent a new message to Greg and the others, and then began to remotely control Greg's body in the box. She first asked Greg to stick the corpse talisman on the body of the dead assassin, and then watched Every inch of skin and flesh on his body began to fester and evaporate at a high speed, turning into wisps of green smoke. In order to ventilate the compartment, he even opened the car window a little.

Soon, the flesh and blood on the assassin's body was completely evaporated and turned into a skeleton. Then Dorothy asked Greg's body to take the large suitcase standing by the door and opened it. After putting it on the ground, she began to move The assassin's bones were picked up piece by piece and placed in the box.

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In the dream space, Greg and the little fox in the form of a black dog sat together, looking at the vision screen of Greg's body in front of them. They watched the Aka believer who called himself a "detective" using Greg's body A series of operations were carried out in the box. From the first perspective, they watched the assassin's flesh and blood being rapidly vaporized into smoke, the flesh and blood were reduced, and the terrifying scene when the skeleton emerged seemed to make the little fox feel a little uncomfortable.

"Hmm... is this sigil so disgusting to use?"

The little fox murmured, while Greg, who was imitating a black dog, watched intently on the screen that his hands were dismantling the assassin's bones and carefully putting them into the large suitcase next to him. Confused, thinking about what the detective wanted to do.

"Also... the guy who assassinated you feels so poor. It seems that he doesn't have any extraordinary items other than a corpse sigil."

Continuing to watch the live broadcast, the little fox complained, while Greg answered from the side.

"No, it's normal. After I arrive at Tivian, I will be taken to the General Administration for basic review work, so I can't bring any extraordinary items of unknown origin on me. They must know this and not have them on me. Bring more Extraordinary items."

Greg explained that it is necessary for organizations such as the Security Bureau to conduct basic vetting on new members. Because of the limited "light" resources, the level of scrutiny will not be particularly high. , but the belongings must be checked, at least under the Huijian lamp while away from the human body.

Greg explained to the little fox, but in reality, Dorothy in pajamas was sitting on her bed and remotely manipulating the body of her elder brother in the train compartment in the distance. The bones of the ossified assassin were picked up one by one and neatly placed in the suitcase. After a while, the entire skeleton was disassembled and packed in. After that, Dorothy let Greg's body Stuffed the remaining hair, clothes and shoes into the box, and finally closed the suitcase, the body of the assassin disguised as a train conductor was no longer in the entire box, only the half-opened window, humming from the night. The sound of the wind blowing.

After storing the assassin's bones, the next thing Dorothy has to do is to search for the assassin's accomplice who is still hidden on the train, and this is relatively simple for her.

Dorothy's body took out her own magic box, opened it, and took out a sigil from it. This breath-seeking sigil was given to Dorothy when she solved the theater murder case for Adele. Dorothy had used one of three such sigils to find the murderer's scent, and now there were two left.

That's right, Dorothy planned to use the smell to find the assassin's accomplice, and the sample of the smell was this large suitcase.

The plan of these people is to pack Greg's body into this suitcase after being turned into bones, and then be taken down by other accomplices who hide as train passengers, so there is a high probability that the suitcase specially used to hold the bones is the one disguised The passenger's accomplices were brought into the car.

After all, the assassin is pretending to be a conductor. The living space of the conductor on the steam train is very limited. There are only a few lounges and the conductors work in shifts. If the private space is limited, the space for storing things is limited.The home of the takeaway conductor is usually at the starting station or terminal station of the train. When they come to work on the train, they will only bring some daily necessities. On the train, it is work rather than travel, and there is no need to carry too many items, so it is Wouldn't use such an obvious travel suitcase.

An assassin disguised as a conductor is inconvenient to carry such a large suitcase. Therefore, there is a high probability that this suitcase was brought on the train by the accomplice who concealed himself as a passenger. Taken by him himself, all of this will be very reasonable and will not make people feel weird.

So now Dorothy only needs to identify the smell on the box and follow the direction to find the accomplice.

After paying two points for the "cup", Dorothy used the breath-seeking sigil in her hand, and then transmitted the state of the sigil to Greg's body through the spiritual thread, giving him an extraordinary sense of smell.

After imparting the effect of the breath-seeking sigil to Greg, she made Greg's body start to bend down, sniffing the smell on the box carefully, and after carefully discerning the scent information in it, Greg's body Slowly stood up, picked up the coat on the sofa and put it on, then lifted the suitcase containing the bones.

Under Dorothy's control, Greg's body walked out of the compartment door with the suitcase, came to the corridor of the carriage, and then began to smell the smell on both sides, and walked towards the direction of the rear compartment after smelling something.