Chapter 327 It turns out to be your boy
London North District, a bar street.
Various bars line up on both sides of the street. Even before nightfall, the air is filled with laughter and low-pitched trading sounds.
It’s even worse at night. The so-called Lundan alley wind refers to this place.
The black limousine slowly stopped. Wayne pushed the door open with an embarrassed face and looked at the door of the bar, lost in thought.
Fallen Angel Bar!
Wayne: (一`一;)
I have to say, this name is quite suitable for the occasion.
"It's quite depraved..."
Wayne turned around expressionlessly and complained to Mona next to him: "I still feel like something is wrong. This is not the place where angels should come. There must be something wrong with the way I open the Bible. Let's go back and try again."
Wayne said similar words more than once on the way here. Mona also felt it was outrageous, but she still coaxed: "Boss, you're here, let's go in and take a look first."
The two pushed the door open and walked in. The air was filled with the faint aroma of wine and tobacco, and the air was slightly turbid.
To the sound of soft music, the two resident singers swayed on the stage. Below the stage, female bartenders in different styles dressed in uniforms served drinks and snacks to the guests.
Judging from the clothing and appearance of the guests, this is still a high-end bar with high consumption.
The forest is big and there are all kinds of birds. Considering Lundan’s population base, no matter what kind of non-mainstream aesthetic appears, it is reasonable.
Enough to support a bar.
"As expected of Lundan, the true meaning of democracy is to tolerate all diversity. I have learned a useless posture again."
Wayne continued to complain, looked around the venue, looked at his secretary, washed his eyes, and said from the bottom of his heart: "Mona, you are so beautiful!"
Mona smiled slightly and pointed to the booth in the corner. The target person was there. Let's get down to business first.
As for how beautiful she is, you can go home and study it slowly.
The booth is in the shadow of the corner, and the light is not bright. In order to allow guests to more clearly and intuitively appreciate the unique features of the Fallen Angel Bar, a wall lamp was specially hung.
Under the light, the handsome young man was beaming with joy, grabbing the hands of the two female bartenders and chattering incessantly, as if he was reading their palms.
~(ˉ▽ ̄~≡)b
Kerr Poirot.
Strictly speaking, Kerr is not a devout tank player. He likes everything except beautiful ones.
Tanks just fit within his aesthetic!
For example, the two female bartenders beside him, one has a fat head and big ears, and the other is as skinny as if she has been short of oxygen for a long time.
"Love is not about staying together forever. Some people are destined to be passers-by, maybe for one night, or maybe only for fifteen minutes..."
Kerr held the hands of the two of them and said affectionately: "We don't need to worry about short-term love. The road in life is still long. Keeping this beautiful memory in mind and bravely pursuing the next relationship is the greatest praise of love. ”
"Is this the reason why you are always there for every crackdown on pornography?"
Wayne came to the booth, couldn't bear to look directly, and turned to look at Mona.
Our Father in heaven, she is as beautiful as an angel descending to earth!
Kerr was looking affectionately at Tank who was holding him in his arms. When he heard a familiar voice, he looked up and said in surprise: "Wayne, why are you here? Have you figured it out? Do you finally understand what beauty is?"
Out of the corner of his eye, he caught sight of Mona next to Wayne. Kerr's expression changed drastically, and his whole face turned livid for a moment.
The skilled man who had been suffering from chronic hypoxia picked up the trash can under the table and handed it to Kerr.
Some guests are like this, they vomit while chatting.
"yue~~~"
Kerr vomited and showed today's lunch menu on the spot.
There is no other meaning, just for Mona’s appearance, she is the most ugly girl in the Fallen Angel Bar.
"yue~~~"
Mona: (_)
Is this a compliment to her? It should be a compliment to her, right?
Wayne was speechless to the extreme. He took out several pictures of the Queen from his arms and handed them to the two female bartenders who were obsessed with love: "My friend, please have a chat with him. Please go and wait for a while."
Facts have proved that love is not worth mentioning in front of the Queen. Seeing Wayne's generosity, the two female bartenders happily accepted it and waved goodbye to Kerr who was reluctant to leave.
"Wayne, what are you doing..."
Kerr picked up the napkin, wiped the vomit from his mouth, raised his hand to block Mona's position, and handed out a picture of the queen: "Go quickly, don't scare me here."
"Kerr, is this how you talk to your sister?" Wayne teased.
"Just saying it, you really believe it."
Kerr adapted for a few seconds and warned himself to accept the differences in the world. There are beauties in the world that make people's hearts beat faster, and there are also ugly women like Mona who use birth control to ward off evil spirits.
Thinking like this, he gradually accepted Mona: "I don't blame you, it was Heavenly Father who took away your beauty and gave it to others. You are innocent."
"Boss, let's go back. We must have found the wrong person." Mona gritted her teeth and wanted to punch Kerr to death.
"Come here, he is your brother after all."
Wayne had known for a long time that Mona and Kerr were not siblings, and the idea of reorganizing the family was nothing more than an excuse for Mona to get closer to him. But after all, Kerr was indispensable to the fact that he was able to get such an excellent secretary.
"Kerr, the air here is too bad, let's go out and talk."
"Is it important?"
"Very important!"
"Okay, I'll give you five minutes."
"No problem, just five minutes."
The camera turned and the black limousine drove away from the bar street.
Kerr sat in the back row with a confused look on his face, looking at the heaven that was fading away, and said to Wayne next to him: "You promised me, just five minutes."
"The plan was temporarily changed."
"No, let me out of the car. I have an appointment."
Kerr opened the door and was about to jump out of the car. Although he didn't know what Wayne and Mona were arresting him for, they vaguely sensed something was wrong.
Wayne held him down, and no matter how hard Ker struggled, he could not escape. He said calmly: "Kerr, believe me, you were born to do great things. Don't be obsessed with beauty all day long."
I am happy to indulge in beauty!
Kerr rolled his eyes. His brother had been wandering around with him for thirty years without ever having a full meal.
I finally found a cafeteria that suits my appetite, and the food is unlimited. If he leaves now, is he worthy of his brother? Is he worthy of the promised crotch in Haikou? Is he still a human being!
Of course, you can't say that. Kerr looked depressed: "Wayne, you don't understand, I can't leave, they need me."
"What do you mean, a gambling father, a sick mother, a school-going brother and a broken girl?" Wayne sneered.
"..."
Why are you so skilled? Do you go there often?
“Speak!”
"I asked you to finish talking, and I'm still talking nonsense."
"Then don't talk nonsense and follow me obediently, otherwise I will pick off your fish roe bag!"
"Then at least tell me where to go!"
"I'll introduce you to a friend."
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High-end hotel in the West End.
Wayne led Mona and Kerr to the private room on the sixth floor and met Sister Titus and the pale Archibald.
Archibald's face was very ugly, as if he had been treated leniently by dozens of big men last night. He was severely exhausted and was so sick that he had no energy.
Wayne looked at the charming Titus and then at the over-consumed Archibald. He shook his head and said, "Archibald, although the nun is good, her body is her capital. Cherish your body." , don’t be unrestrained just because you are a magician and your life essence is powerful.”
Archibald smiled bitterly: "Wayne, stop talking, I won't do it next time."
Archibald didn't explain much. Two nights ago, he escaped with a small life from the hands of Moon Knight with serious injuries. Because of his serious injuries, he could only return to the hotel on his legs.
Unexpectedly, his outstanding appearance attracted a few strong perverts, who dragged him into the alley.
Fortunately, the problem was not serious. Although he was seriously injured, he was not without the power to resist. He contacted Titus through his mind and came to rescue him, thus avoiding the tragedy of a man on top of a man.
Archibald was so ashamed of this dark history that he ordered Titus not to mention it again. He was a decent man, so naturally he would not tell Wayne.
"Come, let me introduce to you. This is the famous detective Kerr, Kerr Poirot, the Silver Mage."
"He practiced Holy Light Magic in the Holy See in his early years. Now he is a freelancer and owns his own detective agency. He is quite famous in the detective circle of Lundan. I have known him for a while and he is a trustworthy person."
"This is Archibald from the Papal State, and Sister Titus next to him is his assistant. They are both good people."
Wayne introduced both parties, looked into Archibald's eyes and nodded: "If nothing else, he is the person you are looking for on this trip."
"So fast?!"
Archibald was greatly surprised. He had never thought that Wayne was so efficient. As soon as the front foot finished speaking, the back foot brought the second reincarnated angel over.
Mingren didn't tell secrets. He had looked through the Golden Rule Bible given to Wayne by the Pope. With his ability, he searched for it day and night, which would take him at least half a year.
For this reason, we still targeted Lundan, otherwise there would be no way to find him in the vast sea of people in thirty to fifty years.
"It's a bit fast, maybe it's a coincidence. I happened to know Kerr, and I felt that he was abnormal a long time ago." Wayne said speechlessly.
He didn't understand the reincarnation of angels. Looking back in hindsight, Kerr's strange aesthetics may have already pointed out his identity as a reincarnated angel.
I’m curious, why didn’t the Papal States discover such an obvious feature earlier?
Or, with the exception of Kerr, after the other angels reincarnated as humans, they all followed the local customs and integrated into the aesthetics of the God's Chosen Continent?
"Wayne, what are the envoys of the Papal State looking for me for?" Kerr's heart suddenly suddenly became more and more mysterious.
"Because you are a reincarnated angel."
"ah?!"
Kerr was greatly surprised and pointed at himself: "Reincarnated Angel, I...wait a minute, what does reincarnated angel mean?"
"Literally, an angel reincarnated as a human being."
Wayne patted his butt and said, "Do you still remember that Mona asked you to recommend joining my detective agency? The reincarnated angels lost their memory and they didn't know who they were, so the Holy See arranged for clergy to take the initiative to find them."
The famous detective Kerr has a quick mind. After hearing what Wayne said, he immediately understood the cause and effect.
He had seen Wayne transform into an angel, and presented the message to St. Paul's Cathedral for a fee. Then his 'sister' Mona came to visit and asked him to help introduce him, and joined the Wayne Detective Agency as a freelance detective.
"How can I be an angel? My magic talent is limited. I will only be a golden mage in this life. Am I worthy of the noble status of a reincarnated angel?"
Kerr shook his head in doubt, and then said: "Wayne, you are actually an angel. It's outrageous. The Bible says that angels have no clear gender. How can you explain that you are so lustful even though you were born as a human?"
"Not having a clear gender doesn't mean there is no gender. It's normal to like beautiful women. Don't you also... uh, don't you also like Se Se?"
Because he was a non-mainstream Kerr, Wayne couldn't explain clearly, so he simply told the truth: "You guessed it right, I am indeed not a reincarnated angel. Due to some misunderstandings, the Papal State mistakenly thought that I was a reincarnated angel."
"Then neither am I!"
"No, you must be."
Seeing that the two colleagues denied their identities, Archibald waved his hand and set up a barrier to block the magic fluctuations, took out a Golden Rule Bible and placed it in front of Kerr.
"Mr. Poirot, Mr. Wayne must be an angel, there is no doubt about it." Archibald said: "As for you, I believe in Wayne's vision. He will not see the wrong person. If you don't believe it, please hold your hand." Place it on this Bible and the Golden Rule will respond to you and stir up the stigmata in your soul.”
"That's alright, there's no need to tell me so many important secrets. If I'm not the one, you will definitely find a way to silence me."
Kerr shrugged. He couldn't be a reincarnated angel. He bet that if the Bible responded to his soul, it would be because there was so much stain on him.
The moment the palm of your hand touches the Golden Rule Bible, the Holy Light descends.
Pure holy power poured into Ker's body along his arms, and the light from the Golden Rule Bible surged, covering Ker's entire body.
An invisible force spread out, and the holy light barrier was pushed to the left and right sides, enveloping Archibald as well.
Pure holy light, eternal and sacred!
Looking at this light, Mona's eyes flashed with golden light, and the scars on the back of her hands were involuntarily activated. She murmured something and recited a poem from the Bible.
Seeing Mona's performance, Titus, who was also an angel servant, was not to be outdone, activated the stigmata on the back of his hand, and followed Mona's tone and began to read.
Wayne had nothing on him and watched the Angel Family Searching Conference as a mere passerby. In the holy light shadow, he saw two hazy figures walking into the gate of heaven.
At first it was humanoid, then it became nondescript.
"Why two?"
Wayne blinked, looked at Archibald who was shrouded in holy light, and then at Titus who had the holy mark engraved on the back of his hand, and immediately curled his lips.
No wonder Archibald is so handsome, it turns out he is also a reincarnated angel.
To be honest, angels in heaven are strange and strange, and each one is more anthropomorphic, or not human at all. After being reincarnated as a human being, the man is tall and the woman is handsome, both of them have ceiling-level appearance.
Wayne didn't see clearly what was going on inside the Gate of Heaven. He vaguely saw a bunch of random long shadows coming to watch. The scene was very lively.
After a while, the surging holy light dispersed.
Archibald put away the Golden Rule Bible. The mark of the cross slowly faded between his eyebrows. He smiled and said: "Mr. Poirot, after witnessing your own soul with your own eyes, do you have any questions?"
"have!"
Kerr had a bitter look on his face, and he was very repelled by the identity of an angel. He wanted to be a human being more than an angel.
"What questions?"
"You just said that the Bible will inspire the stigmata deep in the soul of the reincarnated angel, but there are none on my body, not anywhere." Kerr lifted up his clothes to prove himself. There were none on his face, chest, arms, legs, and back.
The more he searched, the more excited he became. Feeling so stable, he tried to prove his innocence. He opened his waistband and lowered his head in a low voice: "Even here..."
Damn it, there really is!
Ker committed suicide and saw his own stigmata, which was in a very strange position and made him feel bad.
"..."
Generally speaking, the stigmata of angels will appear in relatively obvious locations, such as the face, arms, back of hands, and back, like Kerr...
I can only say that the forest in heaven is huge, and there are all kinds of birds and angels there.
"Wait a minute, he doesn't have a stigmata either!"
Kerr pointed at Wayne. Everyone in the room had stigmata. Archibald had it on his forehead, Mona and Titus had it on the back of his hand, but Wayne didn't see it anywhere.
So, don't look at him with such disgust. Wayne, like him, wants to bring trouble into the situation because he wants to bring it in. He can't suffer this grievance alone.
The idea of Kirra's backing was too weird. Archibald did not follow his train of thought and explained with a smile: "We can control whether the stigmata emerges. Just because Wayne doesn't want to say it doesn't mean he doesn't have it."
Mona nodded, yes, she had done a full body examination on Wayne, proving that Archibald was right and had hidden him.
"In addition, Wayne's stigmata manifested itself on Sister Mona. They signed a contract and Sister Mona could use the Golden Rule in Wayne's body." Archibald popularized common sense for Kerkop.
Wayne: (_)
That is angel gold on the altar of pride...
Forget it, no explanation, his identity as a reincarnated angel was clearly arranged by the Papal State, and even the real reincarnated angel had prepared a rhetoric for him, so there was nothing to quibble about.
Kerr still wanted to struggle, but was tapped on the shoulder.
Wayne shook his head and said: "Give up. My fake reincarnated angel is taken as real. Besides, you are the reincarnated angel. Just accept your fate."
"That's right, but you haven't even accepted your fate."
Kerr whispered, sticking to his original opinion. If Wayne wasn't it, then neither was he.
"Mr. Poirot..."
"Just call me Kerr." Kerr waved his hand in frustration.
"Kerr, you have been sleeping for too long and your own strength is too weak. I hope you will return to the Papal State with me and make yourself stronger as soon as possible."
Archibald said earnestly: "A total of seven reincarnated angels came to the world, and you are the last one. We have lost our memories because of reincarnation, and we don't know why we came to the world. But seven angels descended at one time, and they must be pregnant. You must regain your power in heaven so that you can deal with the coming crisis."
Wayne frowned and said that Kerr was the last one, so he should have been included, but he knew very well that he was not.
In other words, there is an incarnated angel yet to be discovered.
Where is it hidden?
It can’t really be him, right?
Kerr smiled bitterly when he heard this. This was what he was most worried about. He had low ambitions and no pursuits. For a person like him, the responsibility of being in a high position was a burden.
It’s okay if this reincarnated angel doesn’t do it!
“Monsieur Poirot!”
Archibald looked at Kerr steadily, his righteous eyes making him dare not look directly at him: "When I was an ordinary person, the Pope once warned me that with great power comes great responsibility. This sentence I’ll give it to you today.”
Wayne: "..."
Oh my god, I don’t want to say this!
Teach Huang what the old man’s name is, Ben Parker?
"I know, it's just...everything is too sudden. I need to calm down."
Kerr sighed and raised his hand to look at the watch on his wrist: "I have another date. I promised a girl that I will dance with her today. It's not too late to get there now."
"Kerr, you can dance again after returning from the Papal States."
"That won't work. She is a conservative girl. She is getting married tomorrow. Tonight is my last chance."
"..." x4
Is there a possibility that he is really not a reincarnated angel?
"Okay, please go back quickly."
A look of constipation appeared on Archibald's handsome face, and he turned to look at Wayne, hoping that Wayne would give him some advice.
Now he is constipated. If you see the girl dancing with him, you will get hemorrhoids on the spot.
Wayne rolled his eyes, clenched his fists and coughed lightly, and said to Kerr sincerely: "Joining the organization of Reincarnated Angels will provide you with many benefits. You will receive a personal assistant upon joining. It is no longer a dream to have both career and love."
Having said this, he pointed at Mona and Titus: "Believe me, you can always believe in Jiao Huang's aesthetics."
Ker curled his lips, and Wayne stepped forward and whispered: "Members are entitled to private customization. If you have any requests, you can tell Jiao Huang face to face. Our Heavenly Father's Holy See is coercing God's Chosen Continent, and there are more than a million nuns in the crotch. You can definitely find love here.”
"Okay, I'll trust you again!"
Kerr nodded seriously and said to Archibald, who was weak due to addiction to love: "When are we going to the Papal States? Can we leave tomorrow?"
Father, let a thunder strike kill this disgraceful fellow!
Archibald rolled his eyes and said weakly: "Don't worry, I still have to stay in Lundan for a few days."
"Okay, don't delay my date tonight."
Kerr left contentedly, and the child only focused on the love in the distance. He wanted to be as close as he was far away.
After he left, Archibald couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Wayne, are you sure you didn't find the wrong person?"
"Give up. He has already gone to heaven. This is what you angels are like."
"Is that us?"
"No, I'm not an angel."
Wayne waved his hand, put aside the relationship again, and then raised the corner of his mouth and said: "You can't tell, our envoy from the Papal State, Mr. Archibald, turns out to be a reincarnated angel. You hide it really well. If it hadn't been exposed today, I’m still going to be kept in the dark by you.”
"How is that possible? You already knew it." Archibald shook his head.
"When did I know this? How come I didn't know it?"
Wayne said happily: "We are all friends. You have lied to me for so long. I should have broken up with you. I will take a step back for the sake of world peace. You owe me a favor. Is that okay?"
"no."
Archibald was a smart man and refused to owe anyone any favors. He was afraid that Wayne would make a big noise and he would not be able to repay, so he lowered his voice and said, "I know you know my identity, and I also know that you did it deliberately that day. Release the water and recognize the devil I pretend to be.”
It turns out to be your boy!
"It's really you!"
Wayne raised his eyebrows, as if he had known this.
No wonder the devil's suicide was extremely strange, no wonder he had to give him equipment before he died, no wonder a parchment Bible, a sacred object that should have been collected by the Holy See, fell into the hands of a devil.
"Wayne, you have already taken advantage of me. Save some face for me and stop talking."
Archibald smiled bitterly: "Also, let me explain, believe it or not, I went to St. George's Church to help you explore the way and see if the Windsor royal family has any other trump cards."
"I trust you."
Wayne nodded, he believed it.
If you can beat him, Lao Deng will get a lot of gold coins; if you can't beat him, your brother will find a way for you.
The truth is the same everywhere, he also operates in this way, why don't you believe it!
Elsewhere, Kerr strolls down the street and hails a taxi.
He talked about going to the Papal State to find love, and his body was honestly looking forward to this day coming as soon as possible, but deep down, it was still a bit unbelievable.
"I am actually an angel..."
"Where is this guest's destination? Hell?"
The taxi driver looked in the rearview mirror with a meaningful smile. The moment he stepped on the accelerator, the taxi plunged straight into the dark abyss, accelerating and falling, as if it was really going straight to hell.
A flash of fear flashed in Kerr's eyes, and huge dark power attacked from all directions, making him unable to breathe.
A few seconds later, Kerr rolled his eyes and lost consciousness. Instead, a sacrosanct thought came out of his body.
In an instant, the taxi collapsed and disintegrated, and the surrounding darkness, together with the driver, were crushed into powder by invisible forces.
‘Kerr’ stood expressionless on the street, with golden light in his eyes, slowly raising his head and looking into the distance.
When you stare into the abyss, the abyss stares into you.
Kerr saw a pair of dark and deep eyes and murmured: "You still found me, and then, why did you come to me?"
"You really got your memory back..."
The dark eyes looked down and read Kerr's name in heaven: "Kilar..."
"We meet again!"
(End of chapter)