amaotonovel Chapter 3665 Evil Force (3)
Chapter 3665 Evil Force (3)
Chapter 3665: Evil Force (Part )
In a rental house in Queens, Danny was browsing his phone while eating a sandwich. When he saw something funny, he slapped his thigh and laughed, and double-clicked the screen to like and collect it.
"You know what, this post makes a lot of sense." Danny said, "...Why didn't the blogger finish moving it? No, I have to go to the original website to take a look. I finally met someone who knows what he's talking about."
Danny opened the forum interface with a series of operations, and nodded his head repeatedly as he read the content. He stretched his neck to swallow the sandwich in his mouth and said, "I said that the final mastermind must be related to hell. The previous shot hinted at it through the pattern on the stained glass window. Cain may be controlled by some more powerful evil force..."
Continuing to scroll down, Danny's hand suddenly paused. He moved the phone closer, stared at the name on the screen and said, "Mephisto?! How is this possible! Is Mephisto the mastermind?!"
"Wait a minute." Danny suddenly stood up and said, "Most people think that the devil of hell is Satan. I've read several posts before that also speculated so, but why did this author point to Mephisto?"
Danny could hear the response from the spirit of vengeance in his body. He nodded and said, "Yes, this guy is an expert. He is not one of those people who just followed the trend to study magic after the movie became popular. He should be an insider. At least he knows something about those demons, otherwise he would never say the name Mephisto for no reason."
Danny read the article again carefully, frowning more and more. He said, "This guy has a deep understanding of the magic world. Many of the terms he uses are different from those of those enthusiasts. And there is no admiration or curiosity about magic in his words. Instead, he seems a little pessimistic. This is the attitude of a normal wizard."
"He said that Mephisto was behind this, and that this might be a movie made by Mephisto to promote himself. Could he know some inside information?"
Danny's expression became more and more serious. He clicked on the other party's homepage, but didn't find anything. He was fidgeting in his room, constantly refreshing the replies to see if the author of this post had any new replies.
The knock on the door startled him and pulled him out of his thoughts. Danny walked over and opened the door, and Johnny appeared outside with a bunch of plastic bags.
“I brought you some pizza,” he said, “and your favorite blue beer. Put these frozen fast foods in the fridge.”
Danny acted a little awkward, as if he didn't know where to put his hands. Johnny ignored him and went in to look through the refrigerator.
"There will be an electrician training course in the community street tomorrow. You can go and have a look." Johnny said, "The salary of electricians is very good now. It would be even better if they could work in space."
Danny's lips moved as if he wanted to say something, but in the end he said nothing because he knew he had no right to refute. He now relied entirely on his brother for support.
Danny had already discovered that his mental state was unstable. This was not due to the influence of the spirit of revenge, but his own personality. He had tried to work several times before, but all ended in failure, and he was currently unemployed.
Without income, there is no way to pay the bills. Johnny helped him rent a house, visited him regularly with food, and tried to help him pay for his psychiatrist. But it was too expensive, so he could only give him some advice like "go outside more often."
Danny certainly didn't like this kind of life, but he lacked the courage to take that step again. He couldn't stand people looking at him like a monster, and he also wanted to know how Johnny could endure this kind of life.
Johnny's job wasn't a high-paying job. He used to help people modify cars, but because he didn't want to go along with the gang and steal parts or sell the owner's information to thieves, his income was never very high. He usually had to deliver food to subsidize the expenses of other members of the motorcycle gang.
Danny knew that he had been taking night classes at a community college, and he seemed to want to learn a skill so that he could earn more money. At the same time, he had to work for Mephisto, and he had almost no free time, and he looked very haggard from being so busy.
"How's he doing lately?" Danny asked tentatively.
"You mean Mephisto? He's been very quiet recently and hasn't assigned any new work." Johnny sat down by himself, opened the pizza box, and took two bottles of beer. He said, "I have more time to study. When I pass the shuttle maintenance qualification test, I will find a job at the station in the Bronx. You can also move there. If the two of us save some money, we can open our own auto repair shop..."
Johnny was not a very interesting person, nor did he like to joke around. He always spoke in a plain way and seemed a little tired. But his words always made people feel hopeful. Danny was also encouraged. He said, "I think I can try. But it will take some time. Take a look at this first."
Danny handed over his phone, and on the screen was the post. Johnny glanced at it casually, not taking it seriously until he saw Mephisto's name. Then he read it carefully. Obviously, he realized the problem just like Danny.
"Do you think it's possible that Mephisto is behind this?" Danny asked as he opened his beer.
"It's hard to say, but he has been unusually quiet recently." Johnny rarely refuted and said, "If he really plans to make a movie to promote himself, then perhaps he may have controlled some people in the crew."
Danny perked up. He said, "I think the author of this post must have found out something. I plan to contact him so that I can stop Mephisto's conspiracy."
Johnny took a sip of beer and didn't refuse. He said, "Mephisto can't come to Earth in person, so he must have found someone to act on his behalf. If it's not me, then maybe it's the guy in Las Vegas. It's also possible that he has other believers, it's hard to say."
Danny didn't listen, he was already typing a message to the author of the post. Not long after, the author of the post replied to him.
"All Souls College, Oxford? What is that place?" Danny said to himself.
Johnny suddenly raised his eyes and said, "The author of the post is a researcher at All Souls College in Oxford? Are you sure?"
"He said he was, and showed me an honorary degree certificate."
"It seems that things are indeed a bit troublesome." Johnny said with his tongue against the roof of his mouth, "That place is a very authoritative mystical school. They have studied all the mystical subjects that are generally known to the public, and they often deal with wizards. If this is their conclusion, the possibility of it being true is very high."
"He said he's in the US now and wants to meet me. Should I go?"
"Aren't you worried that this is a trap set by Mephisto?"
"I am not completely defenseless. Besides, if he really dares to appear in front of me, I will definitely beat him to a pulp."
Johnny didn't answer, but just drank his beer. He seemed to be thinking, or he didn't care.
Danny ate a few bites of pizza, finished a can of beer, put on his jacket, and ran out the door.
He took a shuttle to the door of a coffee shop in Manhattan. Just as he was about to go in, he looked down at his slightly shabby clothes, and then looked at the elites around him in suits and leather shoes, which made him look even more embarrassed.
He rubbed his nose, slowed down his pace, walked slowly into the coffee shop, and looked around. Finally, he found the man who was wearing a turtleneck sweater, glasses, and a metal badge on his chest as described in the reply message.
Danny walked over and sat down, first taking a look at the other person. The other person was not completely white, but probably mixed race, with more oriental blood, with a pair of brown eyes, looking very gentle, which fits the image of a scholar in Danny's mind.
"Hello, I'm Cage, the one who contacted you on the forum..."
"Hello, Nyog Sosip." Schiller handed over his business card and pushed his glasses. "I have explained the whole story to you. In short, I suspect that Mephisto may have controlled someone in the crew and forced him to shoot a movie about him so that he can quickly recruit believers. I don't want this to happen, do you?"
"Of course! I'm the same as you!" Danny said, "We must not let Mephisto's conspiracy succeed. But my brother said that he might be possessed by a new believer. Do you know who he is? How should we deal with him?"
"There is no news yet. But I have contacted some friends in the industry, and they will investigate all the members of the crew. The person possessed by him will definitely have some abnormal behavior. As long as we find the target, we may be able to use the exorcism ritual to send him back to hell."
Danny nodded vigorously and said, "Let's do it. But what can I do?"
"Since you can find me, it means you must have dealt with Mephisto. Now I want to know everything you know about Mephisto." Schiller stood up, took the tray from the waiter, placed two cups of coffee in front of the two people, and then said, "Don't worry, we can talk slowly."
Danny did know a lot, and he spoke intermittently, mainly about some of Mephisto's activities in the human world. Schiller listened and took notes, thinking about the possible weaknesses of Mephisto in his mind.
While recording, he glanced at his phone and found that there were several missed calls on his phone, which he had set to silent mode. They were all from Stark.
"Hello? What's wrong?" Schiller asked.
"Schiller!!! Just now there was a guy with long hair pretending to be you!!!" Stark roared in fear from the other end of the line, "He ran into my lab!!! He looks exactly like you!! I thought I saw a ghost!!!"
Schiller asked in surprise, "How do you know it wasn't me?"
He was indeed a little surprised that Stark had actually separated himself. He thought everyone would just think it was another personality trait that suddenly appeared online.
"I thought it was your other personality traits at first. But you know, Morgan had a cold recently, and I was so anxious. He comforted me for 12 minutes and 26 seconds, but didn't ask me for a penny! I knew it couldn't be you!!!"
Schiller hung up the phone with a "click".