Mei Man: Starting from the Dimension Demon
Chapter 154 "This is the real purpose of inviting you here!"
Chapter 154 "This is the real purpose of inviting you here!"
On the shore of Juke Lake, a wooden house somewhere.
Rumble!
Heavy rain poured down, and thunder rolled.
The "Alan Wake" that appeared today and the torrential rain seem to be an omen, indicating that the next action will not be peaceful.
"Konstantin, this is some information from our S.H.I.E.L.D. investigation."
Sitting at the table by the window, Grant Ward took out a file bag and took out the information and photos inside.
On the opposite side of the table, Constantine put down the red wine in his hand and looked lazily at the photos.
These photos are of various kinds, such as crows flying all over the sky, planes crashing near the town, and wreckage of houses that collapsed inexplicably.
"this is?"
His eyes stopped on a black and white photo, and Constantine pointed to a building above and asked.
"Oh, this is a wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake.
40 years ago, he sank to the bottom of the lake with a poet. "
With an explanation, Grant pushed another photo in front of Constantine.
"This is what our satellite looked like 10 days ago."
The two photos are placed side by side, one is black and white from a long time ago, and the other is full of color of this era.
"This new wooden house was built by the locals?"
Although the colors are different and the era of shooting is different, Constantine did not see any difference in the wooden house above.
But Grant's answer denied this conjecture.
"The locals haven't built anything on top of the house since it sank to the bottom of the lake 40 years ago."
"Then what is this wooden house?"
"No one knows, it seems like it just appeared overnight.
After our agents confirmed that Alan Wake disappeared a few days ago, the new log cabin disappeared.
Well, 'Alan Wake' came out today, and to be honest, I'm not sure what happened either.
In short, after we talked with the locals, we found that they were also amazed by the wooden house, and seemed to wonder why they were not curious at that time. "
"So, your conclusion is"
After listening to the other party, Constantine lit a cigarette for himself.
"Yes, the experts of S.H.I.E.L.D. judged after careful analysis that there is some kind of supernatural power in this small town called Bright Falls.
It can not only interfere with human thinking, but also manifest things that did not exist in the past, just like Loki! "
"Loki?"
Leaning back suddenly, Constantine became a little restless.
"Listen, I don't want to deal with that kind of troublesome guy. If that kind of ability to do whatever you want is used for evil, it won't even take a second to destroy a city!"
"It should not have the interference power of Loki. After our judgment, the supernatural power entrenched in the small town seems to only cover the small town."
After explaining a sentence, and placing a manuscript on Constantine's desk, Grant paused every word with a sullen face.
"This is why we really invited you here!"
"Oh?"
Looking at this manuscript, Constantine suddenly became a little interested. His eyes quickly scanned the words, and soon he paused on the last sentence of the manuscript.
"Getting out of the car, Hell Detective John Constantine and Grant Ward, who turned into an assistant, stood in the pattering rain, watching the town of Bright Falls in the distance"
Squinting his eyes, Constantine asked in confusion: "What is this? A fan fiction with our names written on it?"
Shrugging, Grant smiled wryly.
"Believe me, we also want to know the answer to this question, and it is precisely because of this strange manuscript that we decided to invite Mr. Constantine over!"
"What does it do?"
"A certain ability to predict? We tried sulfuric acid and flames, but we couldn't destroy this manuscript. We even suspect that there are other manuscripts in this town."
Bear!
A cluster of magical flames exploded in Constantine's hands, and the manuscript was in the flames without even a trace of fire.
"It's really strange, this thing is also obtained from this town?"
After extinguishing the flame in his hand, Constantine asked.
"Yes, an investigator's unintentional harvest."
Without going into specific details, Grant said very vaguely. This simple manuscript attracted the attention of Hydra. After their investigation, the contents of the manuscript will definitely appear in reality, just like a foreknowledge.
Some people even speculate that if all the manuscripts are collected, they might be able to gain the power to predict the future.
And Hydra showed a very strong interest. Apart from the one shown in front of me, it has already collected many manuscripts, and even a few teams are stationed near the town, ready to break in at any time.
If necessary, everything in the town can be "controlled".
"This manuscript is obviously more than one, and I am becoming more and more interested in the content of its next story."
Standing up from the chair with a smile, the faces of Alice and Alan Wake flashed in Constantine's mind. The performance of these two people was particularly obvious. One seemed to know them a long time ago, and the other was even more When they first met, they revealed his identity straight away.
Supernatural forces, small towns, disappearing wooden houses, strange manuscripts, "Alan Wake". Clues flashed through his mind. Constantine barely connected them together, but some verification was still needed.
He found an umbrella from the house, opened the door and looked at the lake in the distance, where, at the position of the island in the middle of the lake, there was a yellow light shining from a certain building.
"Grant, are you sure that the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake is no longer there?"
"Yes, our satellite photos can confirm this!"
"100% sure?"
"Yes, Constantine."
"Hmph. That's interesting!"
Facing the pouring rain, Constantine smiled playfully and stepped into the rain with an umbrella.
Now, he became more and more curious about what happened in Liangpu Town.
Tapping.
Behind him, putting away the documents on the table, Grant rushed out of the house in a hurry.
The lights in the distance made him pause, and that magical wooden house appeared again after Alan Wake!
He held up an umbrella, stepped on the muddy path, ran forward and shouted: "Konstantin, wait for me!"
Rumble!
The sound of thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and the raindrops fell from the clouds, splashing and splashing.
Facing the wind and rain, on the violently shaking lake, there was a small boat carrying two men heading towards the island in the middle of the lake.
wow-
The fog on the water spread out to both sides as the boat approached. Constantine stood at the bow of the boat holding a black umbrella, looking at the small island that was gradually approaching.
call.
The light above became more and more obvious, and a black figure could even be seen through the window glass?
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On the shore of Juke Lake, a wooden house somewhere.
Rumble!
Heavy rain poured down, and thunder rolled.
The "Alan Wake" that appeared today and the torrential rain seem to be an omen, indicating that the next action will not be peaceful.
"Konstantin, this is some information from our S.H.I.E.L.D. investigation."
Sitting at the table by the window, Grant Ward took out a file bag and took out the information and photos inside.
On the opposite side of the table, Constantine put down the red wine in his hand and looked lazily at the photos.
These photos are of various kinds, such as crows flying all over the sky, planes crashing near the town, and wreckage of houses that collapsed inexplicably.
"this is?"
His eyes stopped on a black and white photo, and Constantine pointed to a building above and asked.
"Oh, this is a wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake.
40 years ago, he sank to the bottom of the lake with a poet. "
With an explanation, Grant pushed another photo in front of Constantine.
"This is what our satellite looked like 10 days ago."
The two photos are placed side by side, one is black and white from a long time ago, and the other is full of color of this era.
"This new wooden house was built by the locals?"
Although the colors are different and the era of shooting is different, Constantine did not see any difference in the wooden house above.
But Grant's answer denied this conjecture.
"The locals haven't built anything on top of the house since it sank to the bottom of the lake 40 years ago."
"Then what is this wooden house?"
"No one knows, it seems like it just appeared overnight.
After our agents confirmed that Alan Wake disappeared a few days ago, the new log cabin disappeared.
Well, 'Alan Wake' came out today, and to be honest, I'm not sure what happened either.
In short, after we talked with the locals, we found that they were also amazed by the wooden house, and seemed to wonder why they were not curious at that time. "
"So, your conclusion is"
After listening to the other party, Constantine lit a cigarette for himself.
"Yes, the experts of S.H.I.E.L.D. judged after careful analysis that there is some kind of supernatural power in this small town called Bright Falls.
It can not only interfere with human thinking, but also manifest things that did not exist in the past, just like Loki! "
"Loki?"
Leaning back suddenly, Constantine became a little restless.
"Listen, I don't want to deal with that kind of troublesome guy. If that kind of ability to do whatever you want is used for evil, it won't even take a second to destroy a city!"
"It should not have the interference power of Loki. After our judgment, the supernatural power entrenched in the small town seems to only cover the small town."
After explaining a sentence, and placing a manuscript on Constantine's desk, Grant paused every word with a sullen face.
"This is why we really invited you here!"
"Oh?"
Looking at this manuscript, Constantine suddenly became a little interested. His eyes quickly scanned the words, and soon he paused on the last sentence of the manuscript.
"Getting out of the car, Hell Detective John Constantine and Grant Ward, who turned into an assistant, stood in the pattering rain, watching the town of Bright Falls in the distance"
Squinting his eyes, Constantine asked in confusion: "What is this? A fan fiction with our names written on it?"
Shrugging, Grant smiled wryly.
"Believe me, we also want to know the answer to this question, and it is precisely because of this strange manuscript that we decided to invite Mr. Constantine over!"
"What does it do?"
"A certain ability to predict? We tried sulfuric acid and flames, but we couldn't destroy this manuscript. We even suspect that there are other manuscripts in this town."
Bear!
A cluster of magical flames exploded in Constantine's hands, and the manuscript was in the flames without even a trace of fire.
"It's really strange, this thing is also obtained from this town?"
After extinguishing the flame in his hand, Constantine asked.
"Yes, an investigator's unintentional harvest."
Without going into specific details, Grant said very vaguely. This simple manuscript attracted the attention of Hydra. After their investigation, the contents of the manuscript will definitely appear in reality, just like a foreknowledge.
Some people even speculate that if all the manuscripts are collected, they might be able to gain the power to predict the future.
And Hydra showed a very strong interest. Apart from the one shown in front of me, it has already collected many manuscripts, and even a few teams are stationed near the town, ready to break in at any time.
If necessary, everything in the town can be "controlled".
"This manuscript is obviously more than one, and I am becoming more and more interested in the content of its next story."
Standing up from the chair with a smile, the faces of Alice and Alan Wake flashed in Constantine's mind. The performance of these two people was particularly obvious. One seemed to know them a long time ago, and the other was even more When they first met, they revealed his identity straight away.
Supernatural forces, small towns, disappearing wooden houses, strange manuscripts, "Alan Wake". Clues flashed through his mind. Constantine barely connected them together, but some verification was still needed.
He found an umbrella from the house, opened the door and looked at the lake in the distance, where, at the position of the island in the middle of the lake, there was a yellow light shining from a certain building.
"Grant, are you sure that the wooden house on the island in the middle of the lake is no longer there?"
"Yes, our satellite photos can confirm this!"
"100% sure?"
"Yes, Constantine."
"Hmph. That's interesting!"
Facing the pouring rain, Constantine smiled playfully and stepped into the rain with an umbrella.
Now, he became more and more curious about what happened in Liangpu Town.
Tapping.
Behind him, putting away the documents on the table, Grant rushed out of the house in a hurry.
The lights in the distance made him pause, and that magical wooden house appeared again after Alan Wake!
He held up an umbrella, stepped on the muddy path, ran forward and shouted: "Konstantin, wait for me!"
Rumble!
The sound of thunder in the sky became louder and louder, and the raindrops fell from the clouds, splashing and splashing.
Facing the wind and rain, on the violently shaking lake, there was a small boat carrying two men heading towards the island in the middle of the lake.
wow-
The fog on the water spread out to both sides as the boat approached. Constantine stood at the bow of the boat holding a black umbrella, looking at the small island that was gradually approaching.
call.
The light above became more and more obvious, and a black figure could even be seen through the window glass?
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(End of this chapter)
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