Chapter 258 28: Confrontation
In response to environmental protection requirements, although people have modernized and upgraded the Giant Hand Tower to create a new holy place that is more attractive to tourists, after ten o'clock every day, there will still be Completely turn off the tower's decorative lights, leaving only the street lights on the ground.
It’s just that the significance of this landmark is so important now that the European Counterattack Department has arranged for at least one dedicated elite team to cooperate with Gaul agents to protect it every day.
But for Heath, the warning here was in vain.
But he didn’t intend to destroy anything, he just came to find something, a relic that was deliberately hidden here.
"It's so hidden."
Standing on the back of the boulder hand, Heath squatted down and pressed lightly on it.
Soon, the layers of hard rock seemed to be taking the initiative to make way for a passage, allowing him to slowly explore the palm of the giant hand and grasp the relic.
There are beads of sweat on his face. The rocks here have been reinforced by Abdul and are no longer inferior to the strength of diamond. If this object is not indestructible, I guess Abdul can't either. Will find a way to hide it here.
Hold your breath and concentrate, and pull your hand away. The back of the hand that had just made a cut slowly came back together and returned to its original appearance.
And in Heath's hand, there was an object like a magic wand.
This is the relic left by Gabriel who fought with Abdul at the Iron Tower, but now it seems to have lost its original natural energy storage effect, leaving only incomplete functions.
". Gain strength at the cost of life force? Perhaps Augustus can help transform it."
Putting away the magic wand, Heath, standing on the back of his hand, could almost overlook the All over the city.
“Dear, look, this is the view from the top of your heart.”
"Absolutely useless."
Leaping into the darkness, he disappeared in the blink of an eye.
The next day.
Abdel dressed up a little and accompanied his mother to the Champ de Mars near the Eiffel Tower. However, traffic was restricted due to a parade nearby, so it took them a lot of extra time to reach their destination.
Situations like this happen all over the country.
The cause of the incident was that a child from an immigrant family was bullied some time ago, so he stole several guns and started shooting indiscriminately at the school, resulting in several deaths and dozens of injuries. After the incident escalated, someone took the blame. Pointing at those immigrants, we require the establishment of special immigrant schools to physically isolate them.
The official will definitely not agree. The meaning of discrimination is simply too strong, and it is no different from the previous apartheid.
As luck would have it, a few days after this incident, another school shooting occurred, but this time the shooter was a local.
And he only targeted and killed immigrants, and also clamored to kill all immigrants on social media, constantly showing off his achievements.
This time it was really hot water. The conflict between the two groups was infinitely intensified. Continuous demonstrations were held across the country. The locals and immigrants were tit for tat. The situation became more and more intense. In addition to fighting with each other, there were also They rob each other's shops and use their traditional robber instincts.
Abdul taught the crowds who went too far several times and helped the police to rescue him. However, in this way, his reputation among locals and immigrants quickly deteriorated.
In fact, he didn't deliberately differentiate at all. He just took action based on the level of trouble. As a result, both parties only remembered that Abdul had done something to them.
While saying that immigrants are immigrants, they really help their own people and can never expect them to be grateful.
The other side thinks that we are both immigrants, so you actually deport us? He is simply an official lackey and the grandson of the local people, bringing them all disgrace.
Abdel might have been confused a few years ago, but after following Olivier for several years, it was not in vain. At least he has become immune to these weird words, and his psychological quality has become much stronger.
He didn't tell his mother about these troubling things, but he was just deceiving himself. I'm afraid his mother had seen those remarks before, and now she proposed to come to the tower to take a look at it, just to let him relax.
“It feels like it’s been a long time since I came here. The last time I came here was a few days after the overhaul.” The mother looked up at the sight of the iron tower with her hands and sighed. No matter how many times she saw it, it was difficult for her. Imagine that such power could be exerted by humans.
Abdel travels underground almost every day and often passes by here, but it has been a long time since he walked in and looked at it from a tourist's perspective.
I walked around under the iron tower and took a few group photos, but there were no other projects. Moreover, my mother refused the suggestion to go up and have a look, so there was nothing to do.
Just when they were about to leave, Abdul sensed something was wrong.
He looked at the boulder hand in confusion, as if something had changed.
He casually touched the street lamp nearby and spread his sensing ability. Soon, he knew what something amiss meant.
"Someone took away the magic wand?"
Abdel took back his hand and frowned.
"What's wrong? Is it something at work? If you need to go and get busy, just go quickly. I can just go back by myself. I happen to be tired too." The mother can naturally tell what is on her son's mind .
"No, it's nothing. I know a restaurant with good dishes. Let's go and try something new."
Abdul shook his head. The things have been lost now. Judging from the time, he just served it a few days ago. After passing here, nothing was found missing, so there is no doubt that the magic wand was stolen within the past few days.
Judging from the current extraordinary situation, the only one who can find the magic wand he has hidden and take it out quietly without causing any damage is the unpredictable divine sorcerer.
Is that Heathcliff?
He actually didn’t think the magic wand was very powerful. After all, he had tried to use the magic wand before and found that it would consume his life force, so he quickly stopped.
He was more worried that this thing had the power to confuse people, so he wanted to destroy it, but found that he couldn't do it, so he retreated and found a place where he could often see it to hide it, and arranged multiple reinforcements. Stone protection.
Olivier once tentatively asked him if he had ever seen the existence of a magic wand. But Abdul finally concealed it, and Olivier seemed to have no doubts and chose to believe it.
If he told the authorities now, would it make Olivier feel grudge against him? Loss of trust?
"If it's just a magic wand, it shouldn't increase their combat power much." Abdul decided to take the time to investigate by himself.
He has passed that frizzy age, and even if he decides to investigate on his own, he still needs to settle his mother first.
Hopefully, a Gabriel will not be born again.
The people can no longer endure any more tearing, but he has no idea how to heal it. He can only continue to walk on the path he thinks is right.
A shrill scream came from the interrogation room. The two guards guarding outside seemed to be unable to hear anything and stood there like an iron man.
"You are abusing lynching. I want to see a lawyer, ah——"
"The mouth is quite tough. I like such a tough-tongued scumbag. At least he can survive my appetizer."
In the interrogation room, the cowboy leaned against the wall and played with the dagger in his hand, and the hound stood beside a tied man. The young man who lived behind him gently rubbed the other person's shoulders, only Mosaic was not here, and should be beside Olivier.
"Why can only those foreigners kill our people and not me? You are not worthy of being Gauls at all!" Although the young man was very scared, he was still shouting.
"What a coincidence, I am Hans and she is Britain." The hound grinned, "I don't care who of you kills who. If the person who killed you is still alive, he will also enjoy being with you. The same treatment, I only care about whether you have colluded with the devil."
"No! No! How many times have I said no, but you don't believe me!" The young man collapsed and screamed.
"You can say it again seriously. Maybe I will believe it this time." The hound's hand glowed with fluorescence, and the young man only felt a burst of warmth. The injuries that were obvious just now slowly recovered. "Of course, you can also continue to lie. , let’s do it again, how about something different?”
Gulu.
The young man swallowed.
This is not what he wants.
“I said, let me think about it, just two days before I did that, I saw a lot of related videos, and people’s cries, and even among the dead people, there were also mine A friend. I just want to be a hero for once, a hero for my own people. If that person dares to kill, then I also dare to kill.”
"I want them to know whose territory this is. If they can come here, even if they work at the bottom, it will be a thousand or ten thousand times better than their original life! Why are they still not satisfied? Those incompetent politicians, I only know how to vote, and I want to grant citizenship to everyone who comes, that is, I can't get close to them, otherwise"
"The point is, have you met anyone?" The hound is not here to listen to him. Complaining.
Situations like this are common in various countries in Europe. Not accepting immigrants in exchange for labor is a problem. After accepting immigrants, people will not be satisfied. The conflict between cultures is also a problem, but it seems that most people They all chose to rather face the latter problem than the former one.
If you think about it carefully, for those in power, naturally the first issue has the greatest impact on them.
"No, I have always been alone! Even the plan and the gun were stolen!" the young man defended.
"We checked the house you stole from, and they didn't have any guns at all. So, think about it again, where did the guns come from?" The hound gently put his hands on the young man's shoulders again, and brought it to his ear. Said calmly.
"Impossible! He is." The young man hesitated, remembering what he had just experienced, and finally gave up resistance and told the truth, "I told this in the group, and many people were willing. To provide help, I only accepted the gun assistance provided by one of them and asked me to steal it. He would take the initiative to put the gun in the car and leave the door unlocked."
"Why is there no such thing? Where are the information records?”
“We use a chat software that disappears after reading.”
The hound and the cowboy looked at each other, patted the young man on the shoulder, and said nothing. , walked out of the interrogation room together.
"It is basically certain that someone is leading this silly boy to do this, and that person also put the gun in. However, this matter is not necessarily related to the remnants of the Demon Lord, or it may just be spontaneous retaliation. After all, hatred is Very powerful driver." Cowboy puts the information together.
“It seems that we need to find a new breakthrough. By the way, why don’t we ask Abdul for help? His ability, tsk tsk, is really enviable. If he really takes action, I’m afraid the whole city will be in trouble for a while. We can all know every detail." The hound put his hand on the wall and felt the surroundings carefully, especially the ground.
"It's useless. He really wants to eavesdrop on us. With our sensing ability, we can't sense his presence at all." The cowboy shook his head, "He is an immigrant after all. Don't test people's hearts. Say Maybe in the blink of an eye, he will choose to side with the immigrants. The best choice is to keep him away from confrontations with immigrants and locals. This is probably Olivier's worry. He is worthy of being a politician, in the name of caring. , and he can achieve his goal."
Hound put away his hand and pondered for a while: "I don't care where he stands, as long as he doesn't mix with the Soul Assembly and the Demon Lord, like this. I don't want to worry about the conflict, let their officials solve it themselves."
"Next, I will investigate the more extreme groups to see if there is any influence from the remnants of the Demon Lord. , do you want to come with me?" Hound stretched himself and asked casually.
"Do you look down on them? If you act alone, tell me, have you prepared your suicide note? I can take it back to you." The cowboy glanced at him, "There are still places to bury, have you thought about it?"
"Tsk, isn't this because I'm afraid that you have your own ideas."
"Mr. Li said that you should never act alone. Although I have something I want to investigate, it has nothing to do with what is going on here. It’s not too urgent.”
The cowboy received a report the day before yesterday that the old place of the Demon Lord in Proswan had been lifted from the blockade. The efficiency was surprisingly high, but the camera and specimen frame in the vehicle she recorded. , it was lost without any reason.
The surveillance camera captured no useful information, and there were no traces of opening the car door or fingerprints, but the things just disappeared.
It's obviously something for ordinary people, who would care about it? Judging from this missing trace, there is a high probability that Chaofan took action.
Apart from the relatives of the car owner, she really had no other guesses about the candidate.
As if to confirm her guess, new news soon came back, as well as an image of a sea of flowers composed of purple crows.
This picture was clearly the last photo she saw on that camera. It was exactly the same.
The abnormal crowd of crows made her immediately suspect that this matter had something to do with the legendary soul crows. However, compared with the gathering of souls and the remnants of the demon lord, the soul crows could only be regarded as a research direction. Even if she No matter how curious you are, you must first complete the current task.
"Let's go, my nose tells me that the remnants of the Demon Lord are hiding in the city."
(End of this chapter)