Chapter 24 Secret Society
Xilulu...
The brown horse slowly stopped its hooves, shook its head and neighed.
A man and a woman got off the carriage. The middle-aged man wearing a black top hat was holding a walnut wood cane inlaid with gold. The hem of his black coat reached his calf. He didn't seem to see the vigilant look on Gillan's face, so he took off his hat and said with a smile:
"A very exciting battle, Mr. Gillan. It seems that Detective Granny is not yours." Opponent, he died under his own overconfidence.”
Ji Lan narrowed her eyes and looked at this man. The man's medium-long gray hair was neatly combed, and two strands of hair fell from his forehead, adding a bit of aristocratic temperament to his already mature and handsome face.
Those amber eyes seemed to take in the whole world, hiding stories.
"Are you in the same group?" Jilan said coldly.
“Oh, no.” The middle-aged man shook his head. "We don't belong to any party, but we have been paying attention to you for a long time, Mr. Gillan."
"Being able to survive alone until now after being hunted by the police department, the Oak Gang, and the Lewis family is enough to prove that you are Excellent...we are willing to provide you with shelter.”
The middle-aged man looked serious and said seriously.
However, Jilan was not at all wary. He took a step back and stood sideways so that he could take action or escape at any time.
"Protect me? Haha... Let's not talk about whether you have the ability or not. Just tell us what you want. I think there should be no free lunch in this world."
Jilan said calmly road.
The middle-aged man turned a blind eye to his actions, nodded and said:
"What we want is very simple, your help."
"Help?"
"Yes, we need the 'real film' in your hand, and your participation, help Let’s explore the secret left behind by that great being.”
The middle-aged man thought for a moment and said in a deep voice.
‘"Real Film"...it turns out that the mysterious black film is called this. ’
Gillan thought.
At the same time, the "great being" in the other party's mouth probably refers to the "director" who created the film, Si Chen, who symbolizes February. Obviously this strange man and woman had a certain understanding of the origin and significance of film.
“So you guys are here for the film too.” Gillan sneered.
"That's your thing, Mr. Gillan, we are not robbers who take things by force." The middle-aged man shook his head and smiled. "We just want to cooperate and share what we have."
"What kind of cooperation method?" Jilan raised an eyebrow.
Seeing that he seemed to be moving, the middle-aged man lowered his head slightly and put the hand holding the hat on his chest.
"Let me introduce myself first. Our secret society is called the 'Recording Club'. We gather together just to explore the secrets of the 'real film'. Of course, as members, we will also help each other... I will temporarily serve as ' The host of the recording session, you can call me 'Mr. Stork'."
The middle-aged man smiled and raised his hand to gesture to the young woman beside him.
“This is also one of the members, Miss Sparrow.”
Miss Sparrow, who was wearing a light yellow dress and a floral tie, made a skirt-lifting ceremony towards Jilan, drawing A smile appeared on her pretty face with light makeup.
"Hello, Mr. Gillan." Her voice was sweet and gentle.
Jilan didn't answer, just nodded towards her.
Mr. Stork continued:
"Although there are not many members in the 'Recording Club', they are all rare elites. I can assure you that as long as you join, no matter you are a police officer, The Department, the Oak Gang, or the Lewis family can't find you for the time being."
"As for cooperation, you need to take out your 'real film' for us to enter. Of course, the one in our hands. You can also watch two 'real films'...but the consumption of the corresponding 'mercury batteries' needs to be borne by yourself."
After hearing what the other party said, Ji Lan fell into silence.
Mr. Stork didn’t rush, he just waited quietly.
Gilan's biggest dilemma currently is the pursuit by the police station, which makes him exhausted. Even if he has a certain ability to protect himself, it is still difficult to escape from Brak City. As the scope of the blockade shrinks, it is foreseeable that he will be arrested sooner or later.
I'm afraid even death will be a luxury by then.
The conditions proposed by Mr. Stork were not too harsh, and the "Recording Club" also owned two other reels of film, which greatly aroused Gillan's interest.
The reason why he was able to escape repeatedly was precisely because he obtained the exorcist's weapons and equipment and the "White Cross Body Forging Technique" from "Moonburn Village #1".
If he enters a new movie world, then Gilan can rely on "Beautiful" to obtain more armed forces to improve his strength... In this way, he can survive in this world better. As for the "mercury battery" the other party mentioned, it must be the kind of silver cube that serves as the energy source to open the movie world... Gillan also has a huge sum of money at the moment, so he feels that this expense is not a problem.
"Okay, I agree to join you." Jilan said solemnly. "But I have a condition."
"Please tell me."
"I have to enter the movie world in your hands first before I take out my film."
Gilan stared at each other.
Mr. Stork was startled at first, then smiled sincerely and put on the black hat again.
"Of course, this is the sincerity we should show...Welcome to join." He took off the deerskin glove on his right hand and stretched out his hand. "But before that, I think you should give yourself a bird code name. This is the rule of the 'recording meeting'."
Gilan thought for a while and reached out to shake it.
"Snowy Owl."
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Gilan got into the private carriage.
This is the first time he has ridden in a carriage since he came to this world.
The convertible leather seats are very soft, and even when driving on a gravel path, the bumps are within an acceptable range.
Mr. Stork and Miss Sparrow did not show contempt or disgust for his clothes and "sloppy" image. On the contrary, Mr. Stork noticed something and took out a brand new hat from the small cabinet at his feet. A black men's felt hat was handed over.
"Although it doesn't match your temperament, it's better than not wearing it at all."
Mr. Stork said softly.
Jilan looked at the man and woman sitting opposite, hesitated for a moment, took the hat and put it on his head.
“Thank you.”
“You’re welcome.” Mr. Stork smiled slightly.
"Mr. Snow Owl, you are contaminated by the 'miasma'." Miss Sparrow on the side saw Jilan's poor expression and saw that he was covered in mud and blood, so she spoke in a low voice. "It can be seen that you are not having a good time during this period. You even lost your hat... After returning to the secret residence of the society, you need to take a good bath, change clothes, and rest."
< br>Gilan once again heard the talk about "miasma" and thanked Miss Sparrow for her concern.
After a brief silence, both sides spoke.
"If you don't follow the 'mystical dressing theory', will people definitely get sick, unlucky and crazy?"
Gilan asked a question that had been buried in his heart for a long time.
Mr. Stork and Miss Sparrow didn't seem to hear anything strange. They just thought it was a sign that Gillan was in a low mood after fleeing and being infected by the miasma.
“Yes, the world is filled with invisible and intangible 'miasmas'. This is a recognized natural law for hundreds of thousands of years... But people are smart and will always come up with ways to deal with it. Clothing Science' is the most mainstream method. ”
Miss Sparrow stretched out her index finger and touched the corner of her mouth, showing a thoughtful look.
“In addition to protecting the house, reducing the number of baths and changing clothes frequently is also a method... Well, soap, fragrance and perfume should also be good anti-miasma supplies. And..."
She talked a lot in succession, and Jilan just listened silently.
Miss Sparrow's words made him feel that this other world might really have the so-called "miasma".
“Not everyone is afraid of ‘miasma’.”
Mr. Stork spoke at the right time and joined in the conversation.
"For example, those mysterious astrologers, alchemists and magicians."
"Is there really such a person? Mr. Stork?" Miss Sparrow raised her eyebrows, looking very interested. . "Aren't these all fictions in the story..."
But Mr. Stork shook his head.
"Of course." He glanced at Miss Sparrow and Mr. Snow Owl, his expressions did not seem to be fake. "Because I've seen it with my own eyes."
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