章節 139: Chapter 139: Child
Chapter 139: Child
The blue-eyed man seemed to misunderstand Alice's silence and began persuading her earnestly:
"I'm not one of those people who treat every unofficial extraordinary as a potential criminal. Especially for children like you, we'd rather help develop your abilities.
"Your first suggestion when you discovered the problem was to call the police, and you didn't leave the scene afterwards. It's clear you have a considerable degree of trust in official extraordinaries.
"I'm guessing you perhaps have friends who are official extraordinaries, or you've had good cooperation with them before?"
*I used to be a Nighthawk, and now I'm more or less a goddess's blessed...* Alice silently quipped to herself, then organized her thoughts to reply:
"...I'm a devout follower of the goddess. A few years ago, due to an accident, I became an extraordinary."
*The goddess can attest that every word of that is...well, maybe I'm not quite that devout.*
Alice repented while drawing the sign of the Crimson Moon on her chest.
The blue-eyed man noticed this gesture, and his smile deepened:
"So you see, we have a basis for cooperation.
"If you agree, I can give you some items to prove your identity, so next time you encounter a situation like this, you can use them to verify who you are.
"Besides that, if you provide us with clues or help, you can also receive an informant fee..."
"I have a question," Alice interrupted him. "Don't you need to verify my identity?"
"Then I also have a question," the blue-eyed man said with a smile.
Alice looked at him quizzically.
"May I ask how you maintain lucidity in dreams?" he inquired.
Alice's smile vanished. She stared at him coldly for a while, then suddenly laughed: "Why don't you ask the goddess?"
Obvious confusion appeared on the blue-eyed man's face.
"I told you, I'm a devout follower of the goddess," Alice said with an ambiguous smile.
His expression turned serious. After carefully examining Alice for a moment, he asked: "How can you prove what you're saying?"
"Why should I prove this to you?" Alice asked, puzzled.
"We suspect you possess an extremely dangerous sealed item," he said gravely. "Otherwise, please explain why the demon hound suddenly fled earlier?"
"Perhaps it sensed a warning from fate?" Alice shrugged. "How would I know what a dog is thinking? I'm not a dog."
The blue-eyed man fell silent for a moment, then slapped the table for emphasis: "This is a very serious matter."
Alice found him much more amusing to tease than the captain - mainly because she wouldn't dare speak to the captain this way.
Thinking of the captain, Alice suddenly felt melancholic. She lost interest in teasing the man further and sighed:
"I'm not sure if I should tell you...because if I'm not mistaken, your security clearance is definitely not high enough."
The blue-eyed man seemed to sense something from Alice's words. He slowly furrowed his brow and asked: "You seem very familiar with the Nighthawks?"
Alice gave a slight smile: "Why don't you just ask the goddess?"
The blue-eyed man wanted to say something more, but Alice had lost patience for polite conversation:
"Let's assume I really do have an extremely dangerous sealed item. Let's assume that item could make a demon hound turn tail and run without hesitation. Then guess what...
"Could it make you die without a sound?"
The atmosphere suddenly became tense. Alice looked at the wary blue-eyed man and said with a light laugh:
"The fact that I'm willing to walk into an interrogation room, isn't that the best proof of my words?"
The blue-eyed man gazed deeply at Alice one last time before saying: "This is Backlund."
"Yes," Alice sighed, "This is Backlund, this is the West Borough, St. Samuel Cathedral is nearby...Hey, didn't you know I go to the cathedral to pray almost every day?"
The blue-eyed man fell into deep thought.
After the blue-eyed man also went out for a while, he quickly became like the previous officer, saying nothing and escorting Alice out.
"Don't you want to ask why the demon hound ran away?" Alice turned and asked before leaving the interrogation room.
"Is that something that fits my security clearance?" the blue-eyed man asked pensively.
"No," Alice shook her head, "I was just asking if you wanted to know, not saying I'd tell you."
Finally, Alice left the interrogation room with a cheerful look at his expression.
"Ma'am," said Dr. Allen, who had not left, "About what happened earlier..."
Alice stopped and looked at Allen, smiling as she asked: "I have a suggestion, do you want to hear it?"
"What is it?" Allen asked, puzzled.
"Is your wife pregnant?" Alice blinked.
"Yes." Allen nodded, excitement hidden in his eyes.
"This child will bring disaster to you and your family." Alice shook her head theatrically, then turned and left, ignoring his confused gaze.
Dr. Allen looked worriedly at Klein standing nearby and asked anxiously: "Sherlock, do you think I should believe her?"
Klein, who had planned to quietly watch the show, was silent for two seconds before saying: "I'm not sure, after all, I don't have similar experience."
Dr. Allen frowned in thought for a moment, then looked at Klein and asked solemnly: "Sherlock, my friend, can I commission you to investigate that lady from earlier?"
Caught between friendship, fellow townsman sentiment, and fear of the "Mercury Snake", the poor Klein chose 50 pounds.
After Klein accepted this commission, Dr. Allen returned home, his worries not much diminished.
His wife had reduced her outings after that accident, as they were both delighted by the sudden arrival of this child and looked forward to its birth.
They didn't want anything to happen to the baby.
But what if the child brought misfortune to his wife and him?
His wife stopped flipping through a magazine, rose with a smile to greet him, and asked gently: "You're back?"
Allen said nothing. His gaze slid to the half-eaten ice cream on the coffee table.
His wife noticed his gaze and also looked at the bowl of ice cream, saying with a smile: "Today, the baby suddenly wanted ice cream, so..."
"The baby wanted it?" Allen frowned. "But how could an unborn child want ice cream?"
"Listen to you," his wife gave him a reproachful look, "It was me who wanted it, okay?"
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