I'm a spy in the film

With a creaking sound, a middle-aged man with a bald head and a pale face opened the door and looked at the three visitors standing under the eaves in confusion.

Before he could ask, Bourne had already seen that it was his father sitting on the sofa in the living room behind him.

"Dad, Dad!"

Bourne unceremoniously pushed aside the middle-aged man at the door and rushed in.

Just now he saw his father sitting on the single sofa in the middle of the living room, his eyes closed, his head tilted to one side, motionless.

When I got closer, I found that my father was still snoring softly and reeked of alcohol. There were four or five wine bottles tilted on the floor beside him.

"I'm sorry, Mr. Greg, that kid cares too much about his father! Please forgive his impulsiveness!"

Father Marcos outside the door smiled apologetically at the middle-aged man standing at the door.

The Mr. Greg he was talking about was the owner of the house and the person who opened the door who was pushed aside by Bourne. At this moment, he was still holding on to the door frame with a surprised expression on his face.

"It doesn't matter. If you don't come, I will contact the sheriff later."

As he spoke, he looked at the sheriff, who had her head lowered at the moment, as if there was something very attractive on the ground.

"Come in, everyone!"

Mr. Greg opened the door with a forced smile, allowing the sheriff and the priest outside to clearly see the scene inside the house.

There are two single sofas next to the fireplace facing the front door of the living room. A middle-aged man with a strong body, wearing jeans and a plaid shirt, is lying on his back on one of the sofas, snoring loudly and sleeping soundly.

"Hey, Dad, wake up, what happened?!"

Bourne shook Nord's shoulders a little harder and slapped his face hard, trying to wake him up.

"belch--"

Nord Lee burped loudly, and the smell of alcohol made Bourne cover his nose. Then he mumbled a few times, tilted his head, and fell asleep again.

Bourne waved his hand to fan the air in front of his face while looking around the old house.

He had just briefly checked his father's physical condition. There were no signs of injury on his body. He seemed to be just drunk. But he knew that his father never drank when on a mission. Moreover, the smell of alcohol on his father was too strong. It didn't seem like alcohol was spilled on his clothes, but rather like the clothes had been soaked in alcohol. So, there must be something strange here!

Looking around the whole room, this is just an ordinary American-style living room. There is nothing unusual. If I have to say something, it is that there are too many linens in this room.

All the fabrics in this room are linen. Even the table is piled with thick linen. Dad's personal belongings are spread out on top of the pile of linen. His cell phone is turned off, no wonder I can't get through.

Bourne tried several times but couldn't turn it on. It might be that the battery was exhausted.

Although there are many doubts about this matter, such as where did the plaster on the old man’s leg go?

My dad usually likes to smoke but doesn't drink. He never drinks when he's on a mission. How could he get drunk in a stranger's house?

Also, the backpack that Dad usually carried with him was missing, where some of his "little cuties" were usually placed, namely a large-caliber revolver, a dagger, tools, explosives, etc. You have to understand the little quirks of a retired bomb disposal veteran.

Weird little town,

Weird townspeople.

Weird Sheriff,

Weirdly "drunk".

Bourne had no intention of delving into all this. He just wanted to take his father away from this place of trouble.

"Dad, let's go and take you home!"

Bourne took off the necklace that Selena gave him and hung it around his father's neck. For a moment, Bourne felt that his father's eyelids seemed to twitch, but it seemed like an illusion.

Suddenly it felt quiet, and Bourne turned his head to look. Mr. Greg and Father Marcos, who were chatting at the door, stopped talking at the same time and stared at Bourne and old Nord, or to be more precise, at the necklace around old man Bourne's neck.

The smile on Mr. Greg's face remained unchanged, but his eyes suddenly turned cold, and Father Marcos' pupils also suddenly contracted, as if he recognized something.

"Okay, Mr. Bourne, now that your father has been found, let's say goodbye. After all, we have disturbed Mr. Greg for quite some time." Father Marcos spoke first and said to Bourne in the room.

Mr. Greg stood aside, still smiling, but Bourne felt that his smile was a little stiff.

Nodding to the priest, Bourne put the small bits and pieces on the linen into his pocket, carried his father on his back, ignored Mr. Greg and the sheriff standing at the door, and did not get into the sheriff's police car. He strode towards the police station. His car was parked there, and he didn't want to get in the sheriff's police car again. That car gave him a bad feeling.

Father Marcos crossed himself, smiled at the sheriff and Mr. Greg, and turned around to find that Bourne had gone far away. He hurriedly chased after Bourne, shouting:

"Mr. Bourne, please wait a moment, please wait a moment!"

With Bourne's current physical strength and power that is half that of an ordinary person, it is not difficult for him to walk quickly with an adult on his back. When Father Marcos caught up with Bourne, panting, he was almost at the center of the town, at the small square in front of the exhibition hall.

"May the Lord bless you, my child!"

As Bourne looked at him in confusion, Father Marcos took out a wooden cross bracelet from his pocket and put it around Bourne's wrist.

"Thanks!",

Bourne, who had never been a true believer, was actually not impressed by these priests. However, the old priest with a kind smile left a good impression on Bourne, so he did not reject the other party's kindness.

After thanking the other party, Bourne continued to walk quickly, as if something was chasing him.

Father Marcos smiled and watched Bourne leave, but when he turned his head to look at the exhibition hall on the right, his expression gradually became solemn.

He walked to the leeward side of a house, carefully took out a gold-rimmed monocle from his pocket and held it to his eyes.

Through the lens, the sunny town presents another picture:

The whole world turned gray and white, and the buildings in the town became dilapidated. Only in the center of the exhibition hall, a giant spherical object was shrouded in black mist, beating like a giant heart.

Father Marcos took off his glasses and rubbed his forehead vigorously. He looked towards the end of the town, where the wind was blowing towards him.

Tightening his leather gloves, Father Marcos took out an exquisite little wine flask from his arms, tilted his neck back and drank the liquid in the flask. "Old friend, whether we can succeed this time depends on you!" He muttered to himself, found a direction and left quickly.

On the other side, Bourne drove his still unconscious father out of town, but encountered trouble on the road.

It was a clear sky when he came from San Antonio, but now he was returning to Austin. As soon as he left the town, it started to rain heavily on the road. The visibility was extremely poor, so Bourne had to slow down and drive slowly.

But half an hour passed and the rain showed no sign of abating.

What was even more annoying was that on the right front of the road, Bourne found the familiar sign for the town of TwineBall again.

“Is this a foreign version of Ghost Wall?”

Bourne suddenly had a bad feeling.

When I watched horror movies in my previous life, I thought it was ridiculous to see the protagonist being trapped by ghosts and unable to escape. But when I was in that situation myself, I realized how painful and desperate it was to feel helpless and unable to reach the end even though the road was right in front of you!

"So, this is why I always want to become stronger!" Bourne muttered to himself.

But what now?

Are you waiting here for things to turn around?

Or go into town again to look for opportunities?

Bourne was in a dilemma.

The car did not stop, but continued to move forward, but this time, Bourne slowed down.

Still half an hour later, Bourne saw the entrance to the TwineBall town in front of him again.

"Half an hour, the time node is half an hour." Bourne understood a little.

At this time, the system, which had been silent since entering the town, finally had new news, but this news surprised Bourne.

System: "An unfamiliar barrier has been detected. Do you want to analyze it? The analysis costs 500 points or more.

A small secret space has been detected. Do you want to scan it? The scanning costs 1000 points or more. "

Enchantment?

Secret space?

This sudden familiar yet unfamiliar vocabulary made Bourne feel excited and a little nervous, but unfortunately the system did not give a more detailed explanation.

If he had enough points, Bourne would certainly like to scan and analyze this secret realm, but now, he still has negative points!

Not to mention, it has been confirmed that this is not an ordinary incident, but involves the extraordinary. Bourne has always had a clear understanding of his own weight, not to mention that he has an unconscious father with him, so the best way is to leave first.

But then, the next message from the system surprised Bourne even more. It was a mission information. You know, since Tiandao Weichen sealed himself and transformed into a system, this was the first time that Bourne received a mission message actively issued by the system.

System: “Mission: Destroy the connection array between this secret realm and the alien space, delaying the time for this secret realm to fall into the alien space.

Reward: The host's magic power authority is restored."

It turns out that the TwineBall town is actually connected to another world. This is of course abhorrent to the world's will. Who would want to have someone else's pipe inserted into themselves?

Magical authority?

recover?

Does this mean I can use magic in this world?

Bourne's heart leaped with joy.

But another problem arises. If I want to complete the task, what will happen to my father?