Ke-style law enforcement officers

Chapter 661 Another Self

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In Nanwei City.

Those who were inspired by the blood moon bowed in worship under the moonlight.

The breath of the Outer Gods is slowly twisting their will and soul.

However, a very small number of people were spared from this.

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On the streets of the city, amidst the bustling crowds of citizens, the figures of two children, one tall and one short, stood out somewhat.

Because right now, they might be the only two people in the whole city whispering to each other.

What are we doing here?

"I don't know. I just saw everyone else doing it, so I followed suit."

"Hey... get up, get up."

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These two mischievous kids are Finn and Marty.

One's body developed too fast, and the other's mind developed too fast.

To some extent, they complemented each other perfectly.

Of course, it could also be a reverse complementarity.

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Marty was supposed to sleep in Milo's closet, but nightmares soon returned to haunt him.

In this nightmare, he saw something much clearer.

Unlike the many incomprehensible things of the previous desolate Blood Moon era, this time he truly saw them clearly.

This was accompanied by an urgent sense of crisis.

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He saw a child who looked exactly like him crawl out from under the blood moon, slip into the first-floor bedroom of the Valrokan house, which was Kang's room, and take something from there.

It was a buckle that had not yet been properly polished.

In his dream, Marty appeared extremely unfamiliar to him from his own perspective.

As he walked through the dark stairwell, Marty could even see the eerie red light shimmering in the other man's eyes.

Resentment and sin were the scents Marty caught in his nightmares. He could clearly sense the twisted hatred emanating from his other self. The source of that extreme, cold malice actually originated from his past self in the past timeline, probably around a certain point in time when Marty harbored murderous intent towards his biological father.

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A strange sense of contradiction quickly took over his mind. He was certain that the shadow he saw was himself, but there were also countless obvious differences between the two.

He didn't know where Marty, with his red eyes, came from or why.

But he soon saw the terrible consequences of the other party's prank.

He saw the red-haired female enforcer lead a group of people into the house, and finally take Finn's father and a large number of weapons to somewhere.

He also saw the wounded left in the living room, including a dying kitten.

It was probably some cat-related information that stimulated Marty's brain, and he felt a strange dizziness and stinging.

However, the dream did not end there.

He was tracking down the thief.

Because the missing clasp was engraved with a complex string of ancient characters...

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So, in the middle of the night, before the crimson rose from the ground and before the blood moon had fully descended, Marty woke up from a nightmare.

He didn't see Milo, and he couldn't find Emma after rushing out of the room.

At that moment, Kang, who was on the first floor, walked out of his room to go to the washroom.

Marty sneaked into Kang's room and found the clasp on the table where it should have been, but it was empty...

It was probably around that time that Marty realized he had to do something.

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"...That's the situation. I have to get that stolen metal buckle back, or there will be very, very serious consequences. You know what I mean?"

Given Marty's powerful thinking and expressive abilities as the youngest psychic, it would be difficult for Finn, whose actual mental age is less than ten, to understand all the causes and consequences in this matter.

The good news is that although Finn isn't very bright, he has a Shadow in his family who devours fear, and he's been exposed to the mystical scholars for years. He also spends all his free time immersed in those books. Even if he doesn't understand them at all, at least his sanity bar has been expanded to its limit.

As for why Finn also came along...

In his own words: "My dad and sister both said that you are a child with psychological defects, and told me to take good care of you, otherwise you might do some dangerous things."

“Missing…” Marty looked up at the simple-minded guy who was two and a half heads taller than him, with a pained expression: “There’s no need to be so blunt.”

"Then I take back the first half of what I said."

"Hmm, that feels much better."

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God knows what a bizarre and wonderful group of mischievous kids this is.

And right there in the now-changed city of Nanwei, one dared to speak and the other dared to listen, and so they began to follow the clues from the nightmare.

Because the main city streets were crowded with people worshipping the blood moon, the two of them had no choice but to go around them and slip into an alley.

Walking through the gloomy, muddy alleyways of the city, Finn suddenly asked Marty:
Do you know where my older brother and sister went?

Marty's mind flashed back to Milo, whose body was almost torn to pieces in the storm, and the even more horrific scene in the valley on the outskirts of the city. A complex expression appeared in his eyes, but he still steeled himself and said:
"I don't know."

"Then where are we going now?"

"my home."

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After the male homeowner's body, wrapped in a bed sheet, was found in a street garbage dump, the female homeowner moved out of the two-story house and reportedly sent her young son to a church shelter.

There are some dark rumors circulating about the deceased male homeowner and his biological son.

However, this remains just a rumor and has never been confirmed.

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crunch...

Marty pushed the door panel, and the sound of the damp panel turning was truly teeth-grinding.

That's how houses are in Nanwei City. Even though Mati's mother had only recently moved out, the lack of "human presence" for just a few days caused the damp and cold air to instantly age the house as if it had aged ten years in an instant. The rotting doors, moldy beams, and peeling paint were all visible. If things continued like this for another week or two, the walls would collapse...

The rotating door panel has stopped.

But the creaking sound continued incessantly.

In this room, which was even colder and darker than outside, it seemed as if someone was sitting on a loosely structured chair, rocking back and forth.

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Finn, who was much taller than Marty, walked to the wall in the living room and opened the window on the side facing the street.

I don't know whether to call him brave or just reckless...

The moment the window opened, the blood-red hue of the moon in the sky outside shone in, illuminating two-thirds of the living room.

This finally allowed the duo to see who was sitting on the chair and swaying around.

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To be honest, the scene before me was somewhat chilling.

Marty had actually thought about this seriously along the way.

He considered various possibilities, including but not limited to the fact that the Marty he saw in his nightmares was actually himself, or rather, another personality of his. However, after careful examination, he confirmed that the stolen clasp was not on him.

Until this moment.

He saw with his own eyes a child who looked exactly like him, sitting at the dining table in the living room, swinging his legs, humming a strange song, and playing with a metal buckle in his hand.

The other person swung their legs and muttered to themselves in a very innocent and cute tone:

"If only the original, complete will were still here, it would be easier to destroy it completely..."

"But it doesn't matter."

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(End of this chapter)