Bizarre Detective Agency

   Chapter 647 Two hundred twenty four. The first

   Luckily, Robbie Rudneffe wasn't a neighborhood resident hiding in the newspaper office.

  Robbie Rudneff is the night watchman for Today's newspaper in Belfast. But more than a dozen years ago, he was one of the most efficient workers at the newspaper, and even two or three great guys couldn't print as fast as one of him.

  He thought that ink and machines would accompany him until he was too old to move, but three or four years ago, the newspaper carried out an update, replacing manual printing machines with cheaper and faster automatic printing machines.

   Robbie Rudneff retired. Fortunately, the owner of the newspaper is a kind-hearted person. Although he sold almost all the handmade machines and fired most of the old guys who had worked for more than ten years, he kept him.

   Maybe because the boss knew he used to be a great guy too.

   Of course, Robbie Rudnef would carry out the only hand-printing machine in the basement on occasion when the power went out and get busy.

   Robbie Rudnev has no children. He thought he would work until the day he was too old to move. Then he chose to leave after being retained by the boss, and took the shilling given by the boss to walk around everywhere.

   He wanted to go to Shymfast, he heard that it was the capital of art, and the smell of ink was everywhere - he wondered if the smell of ink there would be stronger than the newspaper office.

   But before that time, the sudden disaster of the night changed everything. Robbie Rudneff hid in the basement in horror, only to sneak out of the basement when the oil lamp was about to burn out and he was too hungry to take it anymore.

   "Fortunately", he was the only one in the newspaper office on the page of the disaster, so he didn't have to face other people's bodies or anything.

Robbie Rudneff saw the tragic state of the city outside the window and was so frightened that he didn't dare to go out. He just found some food and water, and half a bucket of ink in the office area on the second floor. Back to the basement.

   The metal door in the basement has never been opened again.

  Although the ink burned too fast, and kept him coughing and hungry, he would rather die in a dark and damp basement than face the monsters outside.

  Sometimes he also wonders when the rescue will come, and then quickly thinks, forget it, don't lie to yourself, who will save a city that has been destroyed?

  Robbie Rudnef was so weak day by day until the iron door was knocked softly.

   Miscellaneous memories made Anna confused for more than ten seconds, but it quickly faded away like a tide.

   After all, this is not the first time that the ritual has been used. In addition, she has only endured Sarah's more than two hundred years of memory not long ago. Only an old man less than sixty years old cannot make her confused and lose herself.

   Disengaged from memory, the first thing to emerge is from the deepest craving of this body: the craving for food.

   Then there is the smell, the pungent smell of ink mixed with dampness, and the ink smell is heavier.

  The burning ink appears to be poisonous - you can tell by the thick black smoke coming out.

  Although the taste was not pleasant, Anna accepted everything with joy.

  The experience of owning a body is like a person who comes out of the water underwater and the whole world becomes clear. She understood why many ghosts wanted to possess humans.

   It's like cigarettes and alcohol, it's addictive to men.

   Smelling the pungent smell of burning ink, Anna subconsciously thought to herself, what does Lu Li smell like?

  Anna recalled the experience of the Upside Down City, Lu Li had no smell on him, or rather, the emotions aroused by his existence were stronger and deeper than the smell.

   is like a dream.

   Ana, who was possessed by Robbie Rudneff, tilted her head and looked at her illusory self standing aside.

   Watching herself is a wonderful experience, especially when she can control two bodies at the same time.

  Ana quickly looked away, and found some problems: all the senses were not as clear as in memory.

   The heart beats feebly, the blood vessels pulsate slowly, and things a little further away will become double images, and the lungs make a bellows-like noise when breathing.

   is like casting a veil in front of your eyes to enjoy the scenery.

   Because this body is used to these smells? Or is he too weak and old?

   Still, Anna shivered with excitement when she got up and touched the icy ground—probably because he was an old man.

   This long-lost touch...

  Ana even felt that the moment she touched Lu Li, she would faint because it was too beautiful.

   Too bad she can't do that.

  Anna walked to the hand-printing machine, Robbie Rudneff's memory made her know how to use it, and a word suddenly popped into her mind.

   "The machine should be running, not rusting in a warehouse."

   This is the idea that emerged from that part of the old man's mind.

  Ana silently chewed on the taste of these words, and the main body returned to the ground to the warehouse to bring a blank newspaper. As for the small half of the ink bucket is enough.

When she came back, Anna rummaged through the unused letterpress, carved the outline of the content and map on it with force, poured ink for the machine, put the letterpress into the groove, and then put the blank newspaper and covered it like a stamp, Leaves a clear, undried handwriting pattern, which is repeated over and over again.

   It only took more than ten seconds for Anna to skillfully take over everything. Not satisfied, she engraved the remaining letterpress with the contents, and pressed it on the other blank newspapers with her invisible hand.

   It was a little confusing at first, but after getting used to it, it was as smooth and easy as an assembly line.

   It's just that the flyers that don't use the machine look cloudy, but she's not selling them for money anyway, and Weird doesn't care about them.

   Possessing a body makes Anna inevitably have human weaknesses, and can also be said to have advantages - the brain is no longer thinking about things all the time.

When    was printing, she subconsciously thought that if everything hadn't happened, it might be a good idea to open a newspaper with Lu Li... He was in charge of thinking, and I was in charge of printing.

   At this moment, the left chest cavity of her clone suddenly became difficult to breathe.

  Anna froze for a moment, and the floating letterpress stopped working.

   Realizing something, Anna raised her skinny palm and touched her chest.

   Dull and silent... The body's heart stopped beating.

  The old man died.

   This scene was beyond Anna's expectations.

   She didn't want to kill him, that's not necessary, it might make Lu Li notice something. She even wanted to go around to find some cans after printing, as a reward for temporarily occupying his body.

   But the old man's physical condition was worse than he imagined, and his fright and possession became the weights weighing on his fragile life.

   Although even without Anna, he could hardly survive two or three days.

   But he eventually died because of Anna.

   Weak humanity spilled out from the body and merged into the illusory body of Anna who was standing by the side, bringing strength and a hint of... incomprehensible, but a desire deep in the soul.

   (end of this chapter)