"Raydan Putt?"
Hearing this name, the old man raised his head and glanced at Jenkins unexpectedly:
"It's really interesting."
"What's interesting?"
The name is also a test, and Jenkins wants to figure out a very important thing.
"The villain that the whole world is looking for now, his middle name is also Ruidanput. It obviously has the meaning of a savior, but..."
"You mean that Williams?"
Jenkins asked familiarly, as if he knew exactly what he was talking about. At the same time, he asked Miss Windsor and Miss Magic to sit down. There were two chairs in front of the fireplace, one of which was the rocking chair that Dad used to sit on.
"Yes, yes, Jenkins Williams, the culprit of Nolan's serial murders, a member of the cult organization [Gear Craftsman Association]. I heard that the church has raised his reward to 200,000 pounds, oh, my Sage, 200,000 pounds!"
The old man shook his head while talking, and picked up the newspaper just now. Since he is not a guest, he does not need to be entertained, so it is not impolite to continue reading the newspaper.
Jenkins also took this opportunity to see that the time printed in the newspaper, Monday, July 15, 1866 in the universal calendar, was the same as the actual time.
Without looking back, Jenkins could guess the shock of Miss Windsor and Miss Magic. He has confirmed that this possible world is not only a world where a person is missing, but also a world where Jenkin never came. He didn't believe that playing the role of Jenkins Williams himself would make the future look so bad.
"It's really strange that the church's reward is actually higher than that of the police department."
He sneered and leaned against the counter.
"The Orthodox Church always offers high rewards for such cult figures, which is normal."
The old man said, and then, as if he just remembered, he handed the towel hanging behind to the three of them to wipe the rain from their hair. It would have been a better time to light the fire and let the drenched three of them warm up, but it was summer, and Pop wasn't obligated to do that for strangers.
With Dad present, the three of them couldn't discuss it. Jenkins wanted to offer to borrow Dad's upstairs room, but he couldn't seem too familiar with it.
Just as he was about to speak, he wanted to go to a nearby clothing store to buy a change of clothes for the two ladies, when the bell at the door was pushed away again, and a young man with his head down covered his face with an exaggerated wide-brimmed hat walked in.
The rain fell to the floor along the black windbreaker, and the heavy footsteps of the boots brought the mud from the street to the antique shop.
"Why don't everyone go out with an umbrella today?"
Dad complained in a low voice, only Jenkins, who was next to the counter, could hear this sentence. Then, as usual, Dad said:
"Welcome to Papa's Antiques, may I..."
This sentence could not be finished, because the young man had raised his gun and pointed it at the old man. He looked up and revealed his own face, which was "Jenkins Williams".
This time Jenkins had the opportunity to observe the expressions of his companions. Miss Windsor was full of astonishment, holding the towel in her hand and making no further moves. Miss Magic smiled, which is her usual behavior when she is interested in something.
"robbery?"
Pop froze and said nothing, so Jenkins asked for him. This scene is very familiar to Jenkins. Last fall, the demigod ice waiter of [Chasing the Light Club] broke into the antique shop in the same way, and he died a few hours later.
Although the guest Jenkins looks exactly the same as Jenkins Williams, but upon closer inspection, there are still slight differences in the shape of his face. On the one hand, this is because Jenkins completed the final sublimation of the World Tree seedlings. During this period, the elven blood affected the changes in his body, making him younger and more handsome; The two are constantly converging, making the body change to Jenkin's appearance, but because the two are very different, this change is not obvious.
Two reasons make Jenkins, a foreigner, and the original Jenkins look alike, but familiar people can tell them apart. What is more obvious is the completely different temperament.
At this time, Miss Magic and Miss Windsor felt more deeply. The Jenkins Williams they knew was like a mystery that they would never understand. Still smiling, they all look like good people who are harmless to humans and animals.
But the familiar stranger in front of him looked like a fierce villain.
Not to mention, when this person appeared, there was no cat around him. This made them convinced of how outrageously different this possible world was from the real world.
Although it is not necessarily Jenkins who has a cat, it is definitely not Jenkins who does not have a cat.
"Young man, put down the pistol. What do you want? Money?"
Only then did the old man ask, and he put down the newspaper in his hand very slowly, and when he looked at the young man holding the gun, he was not too flustered.
Jenkins, the outlander Jenkins tilted his head and looked out of the door. After the "robber" Jenkins of the possibility world entered the door, two men wearing gray double-breasted coats and hats stood on the left and right of the store. the door. The robber is smarter than the ice servant, at least he knows that he can't act alone.
"Did you recover a wrench from a down-and-out woman with a baby yesterday morning?"
The robber asked, and the corner of Jenkins' mouth trembled, believing that the world is indeed universally connected.
"Yes."
The old man answered directly without any recollection. Antique shops can’t do a few deals a day. He remembered very clearly what happened yesterday. Wrenches are special items.
"Hand it over."
The young robber said that both Miss Magic and Miss Windsor were very uncomfortable with such a fierce look on the face similar to Jenkins.
Dad didn't give an answer immediately, so the gun turned and pointed at Jenkins:
"I'll count three numbers, and if you don't hand them over, I'll kill him."
"What does this have to do with me?"
Jenkins couldn't help but said, and then naturally raised his hand to hold the opponent's gun from above. The cold feeling was conveyed from the palm to the brain. There was obviously something wrong with this gun. This was not an ordinary pistol. Even though the aura in the world of possibilities was almost overwhelming, he could still see that the aura of the gun was very special.
"Let go!"
The young robber spoke to the young writer, and the threatening voice was mixed with these spiritual influences, which Miss Windsor, who had just become the benefactor, clearly felt.
"What did you say?"
Jenkins gripped the pistol tightly and then jerked his hand upright, aiming the muzzle at the ceiling. The robber held the back end of the pistol and tried to turn the muzzle downward, but his strength was no match for Jenkins.
"you… "
A dull coppery light spread down the mugger's arm toward the pistol, enveloping Jenkins' right hand in the blink of an eye. In that light, the young writer's right hand slowly turned metallic:
"This world is more interesting than I thought."
As he commented, he tapped his metal index finger on the body of the gun to confirm its internal structure. Then the green light bloomed, driving away the mechanized light. The young writer let go of the pistol, and with a gesture of his right hand, a book with an iron gray cover fell into his hand.
Miss Magic's eyes lit up behind him, but she also knew that fighting was the most important thing now. So after confirming that the unfamiliar William is not the familiar William, he let Jenkins and Jenkins confront each other.
She asked Miss Windsor to stay where she was, while Miss Magic herself went to the door to deal with the two people outside.
"Who are you? Why do you have the power of the World Tree?"
The robber did not panic, but asked Jenkins in a very stern tone. A green light also appeared in his hand, this light was entangled with the yellow light that could mechanize the body, and they poured into the pistol together.
Even if he took a completely different path, Jenkins Williams is still a descendant of the World Tree priest.
"It's not important, I want to know now, where did you get this wonderful mechanical power? The existence that gave you this power...is it out of the seal now?"
The gun body was raised, and the trigger was pulled directly, but there was no sound. Jenkins' dynamic vision caught the bullet flying out of the gun's muzzle, not in physical form, but a strange metal creation, wrapped in some tentacles.
"I'm sure I can't escape."
He thought in his mind, and then a ray of light flew out from the book in his hand, and the mechanical bird slammed into the "bullet" directly, and then exploded in the air on the spot. The power of the explosion did not spread to the surrounding area at all, but at the place where the explosion exploded, a terrifying black crack appeared in the void, and it took at least two seconds for the crack to disappear.
The power of the bullet just now directly tore through the incomparably solid space barrier of the material world.
Jenkins has never tried the consequences of the combination of life and mechanical power, and this time it opened his eyes. Seeing that the other party was about to fire a second shot, a second arc of light flew out from the book. The mechanical bird spread its lightning-flashing wings and flew onto the pistol of the young robber. Can fire any bullet.
"May your soul be with God."
Jenkins punched out, first crushing the opponent's raised arm, and then hitting the opponent's throat with precision. He usually doesn't do rough behavior like smashing the head, not to mention that the other party's face is very similar to his own, so it's good to just break the neck.
"The outside was also cleaned up. There were only two people. I threw the body into the alley next to it."
Miss Magic also came back again, Jenkins nodded, squatted down and prepared to search the corpse in front of him, maybe he could find information related to the difference engine, and this opportunity was not wasted.