Gate of Apocalypse

Chapter 217 [Who Am I]

Name: Jane. Brummel. Norman

Gender: Female

Date of birth: 1 September 1994

Nationality: United Kingdom of Great Britain and Northern Ireland

- Chen Xiaoliang certainly remembers this resume and information.

Jane Bloomer. Another name for Norman is...

Miaoyan!

This is Miaoyan's exclusive name in this world, the English Countess!

“Around the big circle, I actually went around to her...” Chen Xiaoliang was really a little speechless.

I thought it would be good to deal with this highly unpredictable woman. To be honest, Chen Xiaoliang really has a little numbness in her scalp.

The last time I saw Miaoyan, the void in the phone recording was undoubtedly impressed by Chen Xiaocai... This impression was mainly due to the deterrent power of the system rules!

But... if it's Miaoyan, maybe talk to her, maybe she'd like to take the blade out to herself?

Well, that's kind of a weird idea.

“Try your luck.” Chen Xiaolei's face is very heavy: “If she refuses, we will give up. To be honest, we are too far behind our strength. ”

……

“Go fuck yourself! ”

In the dark room, Sasha sat in front of the computer, banging on the keyboard quickly.

Only the light on the computer screen flashes in this room, and there are three computer screens in front of Sasha.

“Eat shit, fool! You'll never find me.” Sasha's eyes sparkled with excitement: “Ha ha, these Brits are idiots, idiots! Here I, Sasha, am the greatest! I am the tsar!! ”

A variety of carbonated drinks, leftover pizza and smoke in the house are on the table next to you.

After a while, Sasha suddenly stopped hitting the keyboard: “Found it! ”

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“Do you have an address?” Karl golden-eyed to see Thunderfox enter the car and asked softly.

“Got it.” Ray Fox said slowly: “Sasha broke through a database and found details of the target. We better hurry, Karkin! I'm afraid the next random task will be posted anytime soon. When the task is posted, God knows what kind of trouble we're going to have, maybe there will be other game players competing with us, maybe the system will flash a lot of monsters. ”

“We should still have time.” Karkin sighed: “If you're in a hurry, calm down! ”

Paused, Karkin asked, "What's the target's name? ”

“Jane Brummel. A descendant of the Norman-Norman family, owner of the title of Earl. A young woman.” Thunderfox smiled: “According to the task we went through, another sacred object, probably in the hands of the Normans! ”

“Good.” Carl smiled on his golden face: “Then let's go find the Countess. I hope she meets our requirements. Well... be careful with our ‘cargo', I don't want him to die early.

He's got to buy us some time. ”

Thunderfox smiled and looked back at the back-line seats.

In the trunk of the car, a hidden whimpering and struggling swinging sound came...

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“It's almost dawn.” The tire looked out into the sky.

The car drove onto a street outside an English classical building.

It's almost dawn. The sky in the distance is a little white, but the night has not yet left.

Silence on the street.

This was originally an area inhabited by rich people in a sparsely populated suburb.

This classically landscaped estate-style building is exactly where Chen Xiaocai had been before and met Miaoyan.

“What do we do? Did you just break in? Or…” asked the spare tire.

Chen Xiaoliang has thought about it on the way: “Visit us directly. She is not an ordinary person. If she breaks in or sneaks in, she is afraid that she will be disgusted. Try not to move as thick as you can. We do not need to make strong enemies of ourselves. ”

So Chen Xiaoliang stepped out and walked up to try to knock on the door.

But at this moment, the sound of the car's activation suddenly came from the manor.

Chen Xiaoliang immediately retreated and walked away.

The entrance to the estate slowly opened and a black vintage sedan drove out.

Chen Xiaocai flashed behind a tree and, although he was in a hurry, he saw that the Countess was sitting in the back row of the car.

The car quickly drove down the street towards the intersection.

The tire spare tire in the car in the distance was also seen. Without Chen Xiaocai's greeting, the spare tire had turned around and Chen Xiaocai was taken to the car.

“Follow me!” Chen Xiaocai sighed: “Strange, why did this nobleman leave so early this morning? ”

……

The Countess's car was driving fast and seemed to be heading somewhere. Chen Xiaocai's car has been chasing behind him. On several occasions, Chen Xiaocai tried to get the spare tire to drive more than to stop each other, but there was a strange thought in her mind: this countess didn't light up in the morning, but where did she go?

With this question, I followed along the way.

Cars drive away from downtown London.

By the time Chen Xiaoliang finally made up his mind, he had come to a remote place.

Chen Xiaoxiao took out his phone and looked at the map of GPS.

“Hagrid? ”

He dazed for a moment.

“Captain, this seems to be a cemetery.” The spare tire of the car suddenly said out loud: “Look ahead! ”

The Countess' car has been driven into a metal gate, which is a quiet road. And there's a signpost next to it, and it says: Hector Cemetery.

It's a cemetery?

“Follow me.” Chen Xiaoliang frowned.

……

Deep in the cemetery, on some empty ground, it seems that a funeral is being prepared here.

The ground is a dug grave. There are also prepared cross-shaped tombstones.

There are also chairs surrounded by long strips and a small tall wood table.

Obviously, all of this was prepared for a funeral.

The Countess' car parked on the side of the road.

Stewart, the housekeeper, walked out of the car, opened the door, and pulled the Countess out.

She was dressed in a long black dress with a sobering expression on her face and her lips tightened, with a slight sadness in her eyes.

The driver is clearly a bodyguard, as can be seen from his clothing and body.

The body is big and strong, the muscles tighten the suit, and obviously the outline of the holster under the armpit can be seen under the suit.

He stood by the car, narrowing his eyes and looking around.

“Wait here.” Stewart, the butler, whispered, and then he held the Countess, slowly walking towards the cemetery.

As she stood in front of the tomb, the Countess's divine colour seemed increasingly sad, with some tears flashing in her eyes.

Then, slowly, she gently pulled out a rose, bent down, caressed one hand onto the dirt next to the tomb, whispered a few words of prayer and then gently threw the rose into the tomb.

“I'm sorry I couldn't attend your funeral... your family turned me down and they said I wasn't welcome. So I can only come so early and say goodbye to you in advance before anyone arrives. ”

The Countess' voice was very light and light, and there was a slight sadness in her tone: “I… I have always hated myself, perhaps… this is all my fault, I have hurt many people, I have hurt many others… You are the last, and I assure you that this tragedy will not happen again. I won't let innocent people die because of me.

It's like I'm cursed. I hate myself like this.

But don't worry, I've been doing my best to investigate the matter, and I seem to have a little bit of an eyebrow.

I'll figure it out!

I swear to you here!

Rest in peace. ”

The Countess said that her eyes dropped tears, gently wiped them off, turned around and glanced at Stewart, the butler.

She seemed depressed, and apparently she was very weak and shaky at the moment.

The butler hurry up and hold her.

“Stewart, do you think I'm an unholy man?” The Countess's voice is weak.

“No, my master.” Stewart's eyes are a little heartbroken, "he said softly.“ It's not your fault. ”

“Then why did God put me through all this pain? I have always been loyal to my faith! ”

“No, no, no, we can't question God.” Stewart shook his head in color and said, “My lord, all this hardship will always pass. ”

“It will pass... it will pass...” The Countess suddenly bites her lip: “Can you say this to Mr. Dawson? May I speak to Mr. Hampson? Can you tell Schmidt? ”

Stewart simply closed his mouth, holding onto his mistress and walking in the direction of the car step by step.

……

The spare tire parked the car somewhere far away, behind a bush.

Chen Xiaolian looked at the cemetery in the distance.

“What's going on? So early for the funeral? But nobody is there but her. ”

Chen Xiaoliang suddenly took a deep breath. He simply stepped out of the car and flew quickly towards the Countess!

“Hey!! ”

The bodyguard standing next to the car saw Chen Xiao Liang, and he immediately made a defensive posture. One hand lifted his shirt and made the action of pulling the gun at any time. At the same time, he yelled at Chen Xiao Liang: “Who! Get back!! ”

Saying, he had made great strides and stopped in front of the Countess.

“Is… you?! ”

The Countess saw Chen Xiaocai's face clearly. Her face changed and her eyes were a little shocked.

Her expression is like living a ghost!!

“What are you... doing here?” The Countess looked at Chen Xiaocai and even spoke with some fear: “You… you…"

“Don't get me wrong.” Chen Xiaoliang shrugged his shoulder and said frankly: “I didn't mean to offend you, let alone spy on you. In fact, I went to visit you, but when you happened to be out, I had to follow you here. ”

The Countess' eyes suddenly became very, very strange!

She looked at Chen Xiaocai with this look, looked at her for ten seconds, and then... she spoke softly and seemed a little unwell: “So what can I do for you? ”

“There are some things.” Chen Xiaocai smiled. “Well... are we talking here? ”

He pointed to the surrounding desolate cemetery.

A passion suddenly flashed in the Countess's eyes!

This enthusiasm is like two flames!

She looked around and seemed to take a deep breath and calm her emotions.

“Stewart? ”

“Yes, master.” The butler shrugged.

“I think I need to speak to this gentleman alone. ”

“Okay.” The butler thought, pointing not far from the cemetery, where there was a shed, a woman, maybe you could rest there. ”

……

This is a simple shed, probably a place to rest for the craftsmen who built the cemetery and the plants here.

Chen Xiaolian and the Countess stood together in the shed.

Although there is a place to sit, it is clear that the Countess does not intend to sit down and talk.

There is no one else around.

And the Countess stared at Chen Xiaocai and slowly said: “Who are you?! ”

Chen Xiaocai: “Uh-huh?! ”

In a moment, Chen Xiaoliang suddenly realized that he had made a mistake!!

The last time Miaoyan and I broke up, Miaoyan said a few words to himself!

“I would like to ask you to stay as far away from my exclusive number as possible... Tonight when we meet, I will completely erase the memories of my exclusive number and clean it from the moment you met before...”

in other words…

If Miaoyan has deleted the memories of this unique number...

The Countess in front of you should be... you don't know yourself at all!!

Miaoyan means that it must have been the earliest time that the Countess knew herself: the encounter in front of a hotel elevator in Tokyo, Japan, and the other day in London - all memories have been erased!

Chen Xiaocai's face changed and stared at the Countess: “Don't you... know me?! ”

The Countess' divine colour is even weirder. She looked at Chen Xiaocai: “I don't know... but I know you! ”

That's even weirder!

……

The Countess stared at Chen Xiaolian, and her expression was very strange.

Then she suddenly unwrapped her handbag and removed a few pieces of paper from it.

These pieces of paper are strange.

Each is a pencil sketch. It's just... each one is just one part of the face.

There's a nose, there's eyes, there's mouth, there's ears, there's forehead.

Then, the Countess put these pieces of paper together in front of Chen Xiaolian.

Finally formed a person's face...

Chen Xiaocai only glanced at it and recognized it.

This… is him!

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“I've always had a strange feeling that I'd lose my memory briefly. This feeling has tormented me for years, and I often encounter strange things that cannot be explained by normal reason. ”

The Countess stared dead at Chen Xiaocai: “I don't even know who you are. But... I found these in my own home! ”

Chen Xiaolian: “…”

“These sketches give me a glimpse of who the painter is… I'm the one who painted these things! I recognize my own style!

But the strange thing is, I don't remember painting these things!

I want to think about it, then there is only one explanation! ”

The Countess stared at Chen Xiaocai and her emotions suddenly lost some sense.

She grabbed Chen Xiaocai's sleeve and trembled slightly. She seemed to have fear, shock, excitement, and a faint touch of... help!

“The only explanation is that I knew you before! Then I knew for myself that I might lose these memories! So I painted your face, and I spread it out and hid it, and each one of the back uses a simple code that I know for myself to guide me to the next one.

Finally, I put these together and spelled out your face!

Because...

I know I'll lose my memory! So deliberately draw them to remind yourself of the future! ”

The Countess grabbed Chen Xiaolian's hand and suddenly tightened. Her voice was even a little sharp.

“Who the hell are you! Why would I paint you? What kind of understanding have we had? And... who am I!!!

Who am I?

Why would I lose these memories!!

After all, what happened to me!!! ”

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[In writing here, I suddenly feel that the role of Countess is really pathetic...]

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