God Simulator

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"I have a dance later. If there's nothing else, I'll leave first."

Bullock unleashed his trump card: "Some people claim that Vasily was possessed by a demon. Do you know about this?"

The other party's expression froze.

"Devil? Vasily? How is this possible... Didn't Vasily study in a magic monastery? He has a relationship with the demon mentors there, so it's normal. He was chosen as the host?"

Bullock didn't answer.

Yan Jing finally realized something and her eyes were a little surprised: "Illegal demon?"

Her eyes flickered: "If he is a demon, it is impossible that the monastery did not discover it, right? That is an institution created by the Demon Association, and the demons still serve as mentors in it."

"As far as I know, there are also demons who are good at hiding their identities, and even other demons cannot identify them." Bullock said.

Yanqing said seriously, "I don't know where you came from to determine that Vasily is the devil. The Vasily I know has always been like that. He is a good man, a man who lives a simple life."

Bullock took a sip of tea: "Before Vasily disappeared, the [Rose Magic Talisman] left in that room contained a demon seal that he had never seen before. That demon seal did not belong to any known demon. What can I say? That’s all.”

The young businesswoman opposite frowned: "Who are you?"

"I'm just a detective."

Bullock buttoned his coat and stood up to leave: "If you have anything in mind, please feel free to contact me."

…

On the third floor of the Magic Monastery, in a room with a locked door.

The sunlight shines from between the wooden bars that seal the windows onto the ground, leaving streaks of mottled shadows.

"...That's just the way it is."

Bullock reported to his employer.

The employer was silent. Behind him stood a tall, gray-skinned man like a shadow.

This is Bullock's employer, the apostle of the Mystic Kingdom, and the president of the Demon Association, Zhuzhi - or Bifrons.

Brock was very surprised when he first met this powerful shadow demon.

If the association wants to investigate something, it can always go to the [Investigation Bureau]. Why would it want to go to a private detective like myself?

Although he is somewhat famous on the island, he is still not at the level of a professional agent. His connections, intelligence, and equipment are all far behind.

He specializes in investigating affairs and private lives.

Although this field may not sound very mainstream, there is money to be made.

And the demand is great.

Bullock has two characteristics: one is that evidence speaks for itself, and the other is that he speaks harshly.

His business and reputation in his hometown have always been good.

As the investigation against Vasily continues, Bullock already knows why Bifrons hired him.

There is great uncertainty in this matter, and it is an internal matter of the monastery. If the [Investigation Bureau] is dispatched, it means that this matter is basically settled.

Now [Rose Magic Talisman] can be said to be a great success, Vasily has become a heroic wizard in the monastery, almost a role model like a benchmark.

Investigating him requires extreme caution.

It would be more convenient and unobtrusive for me, a foreigner, to do this.

Biffrons' voice interrupted his thoughts.

"It is true that the blood of blood elves causes blood diseases. I have verified it. Is what Yan Qing said credible? The Crystal City where she is located is a place that the association cannot enter, and it is difficult for us to influence there. "

Bullock replied: "Sir, my hearing is very good, I can hear the changes in her heartbeat. She was very stable throughout the process. Maybe some hidden contents were not fully disclosed, such as the matter of funding Vasily, but she maintained a stable Heartbeat, said to be very reliable.”

There is information in the sound. People's heart beats faster when they are excited or lying. This is an important criterion for Bullock to judge the other party's testimony.

Many times he is expressionless, but actually he wants to pay attention to the other person's heartbeat rate.

Bullock generally does not accept orders for groups without a heartbeat.

"We have analyzed this demonic seal."

Biffrons' gray body stood in the center of the room, looking towards the ground.

At his feet is a huge runic circle, drawn with gypsum chalk.

The rune is surrounded by a ring with several layers of structure, which contains a combination of many symbols and graphics that are difficult to decipher. Although it is complex, the layers are clear, and it was obviously drawn with the assistance of certain tools.

"Demon seals have levels. The stronger the demon, the more powerful and complex the seal bound to it. This is one of the basic rules of hell."

Bifrons's gray eyes stared at the ground. He started from the center of the floor and looked at the circuitous lines that spread everywhere: "I have never seen such a complex and large-scale demon seal."

Bullock noticed it the first time he arrived. The entire demon seal centered on the center of the ground and extended in all directions, covering the floors, windows, walls, and ceilings of the entire room... This room, which could accommodate fifty or sixty people, completely became a carrier of the seal.

Standing here, you will also feel a vague sense of uneasiness.

Bullock did not answer: "Then, Lord Apostle, I will take my leave first."

Don't get too involved in the case, this is what he has learned from his work experience.

"I need your professional capabilities. I have to determine whether Vasily is a normal person."

Biffrons said.

Brock felt a little headache.

This is a big customer, so I don’t dare to offend him.

He still said with professional ethics: "According to my investigation, Vasily may behave differently from ordinary people due to congenital blood defects. But there is no doubt that he is a Yao human being, and he has his own ideals and power."

"Based on the existing evidence, I believe Mr. Vasily is not a devil."

"..."

There was a hint of confusion on Bifrons' blue-grey face: "Does it seem like I'm worrying too much?"

"This is a special case."

The Demon President said in a low voice: "Brock, I am recruiting you now as an apostle to contribute to the safety of the Yao civilization. I order you to use your special ability [Smell Hall] to find Vasily Every trace left behind.”

He stretched out his hand and opened an elemental crystal structure in his hand: "Follow this to find him."

Bullock could only bite the bullet and agree: "Yes."

Sure enough, this is what I came for.

[Hall of Smell Traces] This ability has great side effects, and Brock doesn't want to use it unless it is absolutely necessary.

It's not up to him now.

He closed his eyes and shut down his five senses.

Eliminate clutter.

Smell becomes the only element that exists in the world.

All kinds of smells are entangled and connected with each other, just like countless ropes and clouds of different shapes. They combine to form a special world of taste.

Smell can exist in this world for a long time, but it will gradually dissipate.

They give clues and tracks.

Bullock followed the smell in the crystal structure and found lines from this room. These lines followed the demon seal on the ground, and then the smell suddenly disappeared.

He said with his eyes closed.

"I can smell it, but it's far away."

"You show me the way and I'll take you there."

Bullock moved forward, and Biffrons escorted him all the way.

Vasily's breath was not continuous. He would suddenly appear in one place and then arrive in the next place. His scent appears in the Temple of the Resurrection City, the Academy of Occult Arts, the United Friendship University, the Bone Engineering Institute, the Bone Workshop, the Plastic Sheet Workshop...

Bullock couldn't understand it at all.

Vasily is like a dragonfly on water, able to travel around the world easily and instantly.

Like a god.

"Rose magic teleportation array?"

Bifrons frowned and murmured to himself: "Impossible, he can't set up teleportation arrays in all these places. These teleportation arrays cannot be hidden. How did he do it?"

Bullock sniffed: "Isn't Vasily chasing Lord Yao and trying to reach the gods? Could it be that he is following Lord Yao's divine power..."

"No way, this can't be done."

Bifrons was slightly absent-minded, as if he had been stabbed by something, and his voice suddenly sped up: "That is the domain of the gods, and the devil cannot track the will of the gods. The will of the gods is sacred and inviolable... Even the rules of the world can only A certain degree of restraint.”

Bullock stopped talking and just ran over all the places where Vasily's breath remained.

All places have the same characteristics. The breath stays temporarily without any spreading or stretching. It is like leaving points where the smell is formed, rather than ordinary ropes and lines.

"And that's all."

Brock was panting from exhaustion.

Biffrons breathed a sigh of relief.

"He is not a demon. Demons do not have this ability. There is no smell of demon here. It is not something that demons can do. It is not a teleportation array, not a teleportation gate, nor a dark element tunnel. This is a brand new space ability. Magic Talisman.”

The originally gloomy expression of the Demon Guild Leader looked very strange, as if there was some kind of confusion and a bit of melancholy.

"As long as he's not a demon, that's enough."

"It seems that Vasily's matter must be reported to the Lord God. It is somewhat beyond my ability."

Biffrons looked over: "Brock, thank you for your help and contribution to the Yao civilization. In addition to the previous remuneration, I will also provide you with the opportunity to join the Demon Association or serve in the [Investigation Bureau]..."

"The association will also compensate you at a high price for the work and mental losses caused by launching the [Smell Hall]."

Brock shook the white hair on his body.

Now he has turned into a little white dog, his hair is messy because he was running around just now, like a stray puppy.

This weak atavistic state will last for three years.

Using [Smell Trace Hall] requires paying such a price.

In puppy form, Brock is very inconvenient and tires easily, just like an ordinary puppy.

"For Lord Yao, this is the obligation of Yao citizens."

He said it.

That's what private investigators are.

You never know what emergencies you may encounter when investigating a target.

Brock sighed.

He couldn't help but think again.

If Vasily traveled back and forth following the will of Yao, where is he now?

Arrive at the mysterious Kunlun, or... enter the god's exclusive place of departure?

He really wanted to meet this young magician whom he had never met before, but who he had become familiar with little by little during the investigation.

It's great to be young.