Extraordinary North America: Where are the magical partners?

Chapter 52: Sacrificing Oneself to Feed the Devil (Please Read)

"Hello, I am"

"Anna, Anna Manina."

The woman's words froze for a moment. She looked at Rango, who blurted out her name, and suddenly stood there at a loss.

Rango smiled and said, "You came here one night a few weeks ago, didn't you? I was the one who opened the door for you then."

"Oh, yes! I remember now."

Anna's cheeks flushed red when she heard that. She nodded in a panic, "I'm so sorry for disturbing you so late last time."

"It doesn't matter. I'm bored here alone anyway."

Rango smiled and led the woman to sit down at the service counter.

When her eyes inadvertently swept across the three little ones behind the service desk, Anna was stunned. Two little girls plus a teddy bear, are these the assistants of the night security guard?

"Don't be surprised, they are all my family." Rango poured a glass of water and placed it in front of her, explaining, "There were no adults at home tonight, so I brought them to the museum. They feel more at ease with me watching them."

"I see."

Anna didn't drink the water he handed her. She just stared at the cup in her hand, her eyes focused empty on the rim of the cup. The atmosphere gradually solidified into an uneasy silence.

Here, Rango looked at the woman calmly and got straight to the point.

"I remember that the last time Miss Manina came to visit me late at night was to look for a book. Is this the reason for your visit this time as well?"

Anna didn't answer after hearing this, but lowered her head like a mindless corpse.

"Ms. Manina?" Rango raised his voice.

"Oh! Yes, books! I came here to look for books!"

Anna suddenly came back to her senses, quickly put down the cup of water, stood up, and a complex emotion flashed in her eyes.

There is both urgency and unspeakable struggle.

Then, she, who originally looked like an innocent girl next door, actually reached out and slid her fingers across Rango's chest, saying in a seductive tone: "Tough guy, can you help me find it? This place is too big."

Rango frowned secretly when he saw this. This woman seemed to have schizophrenia. She was pure at one moment and wanton at another.
He gently pushed Anna's hand away and asked, "What's the title of the book? If it's easy to find, I don't mind helping you find it, but if..."

"'Rare Demon Records'," Anna answered directly.

Rango was a little surprised when he heard this. The museum’s collection of historical books and documents numbered at hundreds of thousands. If you were not a staff member specifically responsible for this area, it would be difficult to find a specific book in it.

But coincidentally, not long ago, Rango had specifically looked for this book and read it at Amos's suggestion.

The above mainly describes thirty-one demons that appeared in the Middle Ages.

Amos had told him that the devils in books were very different from the demons in hell.

They can only appear in the world when the extreme paranoia of human emotions is intertwined with external inducements, and they feed on human negative emotions. Ordinary exorcism methods have no effect on them.

Thinking of this, Rango's eyes narrowed slightly, and a meaningful smile appeared at the corner of his mouth.

"You're lucky. I happened to see this book not long ago. You wait here, I'll be there soon." After saying this, he turned around and walked quickly upstairs. While getting the book, he also asked Amos about the woman.

Downstairs, only Anna and the three little ones were left together, of course, apart from the model dolls that had been secretly watching this place from the window.

Anna glanced at these guys. The girl in Lolita clothes and sunglasses was sitting motionless on a chair; the teddy bear doll was playing games on his mobile phone, occasionally looking up at his long legs in black stockings; and the little girl who looked most like a living person was sitting with her legs crossed, staring at him impatiently.

"freak"

Anna muttered coldly, then walked away from them, unwilling to say more.

Time passed by minute by minute, and just when Anna's patience was about to run out, the elevator door slowly opened, and Rango walked into sight holding a yellowed book in his hand.

A bright smile instantly broke out on Anna's face. She couldn't wait to step forward and grab it, but was gently stopped by Rango.

"You can only watch it here, and you only have five minutes to read it."

Rango said seriously: "This thing has a history of several hundred years. It is a real cultural relic. Logically speaking, what I am doing now is a serious violation of the rules."

Anna's smile froze, and the desire and urgency in her eyes intertwined into complex emotions.

Five minutes was far from enough for her. She urgently needed to find and remember the method in the book on serving the "adult".

Thinking that she might fail again this time, Anna decided to take a more direct approach.

She came close to Rango, stood on tiptoe and whispered in his ear seductively: "How about this? Since the book is so important, why don't you take it with you to my house and come back with it before dawn tomorrow."

She then licked her lips deliberately, her eyes full of teasing, "My husband is still in Germany. He won't know what happens here."

"hiss"

Rango looked at the woman in her arms in surprise. This girl is actually a married woman?
Damn!

Now I have to go!
Thinking of what Amos had said to him upstairs, Rango couldn't help but sigh with compassion.

As a member of the Wen family, exorcising demons and hunting monsters is his destiny. It seems that this time he can only sacrifice himself to feed the demon!
"Well, it seems that this is the only way."

There was a hint of helplessness and determination in Rango's tone. Then, he unceremoniously put his arm around the woman's waist and asked, "Is your home far away?"

"It's about a twenty-minute drive." Anna looked up at him, her eyes flickering, "It's just right that we can have a little more 'foreplay'."

Rango raised his eyebrows slightly when he heard that, then winked at Teddy, indicating that he should keep an eye on what was happening in the museum and that he would be back soon.

But this time Teddy asked worriedly, "Are you okay by yourself, Rango? Do you need me to accompany you?"

"I don't think it's necessary." Rango declined with a smile: "Have more faith in me, man. If nothing unexpected happens, I will be back soon."

In this kind of situation, bringing Teddy along would at most serve as a modeling role, and if there was one more person, there might be extra variables.

He shook his head, then put the thick book under his arm, put his left hand around Anna's waist, opened the door and left the museum.

Only the depressed Teddy was left alone, watching their retreating backs, and occasionally making low complaints:
"In Africa, every time we had a romantic encounter, we fought side by side."

(End of this chapter)