Chapter 209: Fraternity of the Holy Eucharist

“This damn Dyke family is really crazy…”

After sending Edie Dyke away, Ning Zhe made this comment on his way out of the Consulate of the United European States in Yundu.

Van Dyke’s image is that of a very charming middle-aged handsome uncle, tall, strong, with deep facial features and masculine temperament. Young girls blush when they see him and young women feel weak in the knees when they see him.

The only flaw is that there is a healed lightning-shaped scar above his left eye socket. If you don’t know, you might think he has been on the battlefield.

This scar was caused by his college classmate.

The Dyke family is a traditional military noble family with a strong martial spirit. After reaching adulthood, the male members of each generation of the family basically go to military schools, mainly the ‘Royal Officer Academy of Danzig’. In this historic officer academy, there is a student organization called the ‘Brotherhood of the Holy Corps’, whose main members are children of the upper class in Europe.

The brotherhood’s initiation ceremony is quite hardcore – a fight between steel swords without protective gear.

Two hot-blooded male college students held blunt-edged steel swords, wore no armor, and only eye protection goggles to engage in a one-on-one cold weapon fight. They were not allowed to move, and had to stand face to face and fight. Of course, they were not allowed to attack vital parts. After a few rounds of chopping, both sides were basically injured. This is how Van Dyke got the scar on his left eye socket.

The Dyke boys see this as a symbol of adulthood and manhood, while the Corpus Christi Brotherhood sees it as a test of courage; anyone who fails is a coward and is not qualified to join.

Van Dyck’s most famous feat in college was that he managed to cut off the sword of a classmate opposite him despite being covered in wounds. For this, all the girls in the ballet club hinted that they were very willing to accept the dinner invitation from this man, making Van Dyck’s college life quite happy.

The guy whose sword was cut off by Van Dyke that year was his cousin Edie Dyke, now the military attaché of Yundu Consulate. He and Van Dyke had colluded in advance, and he took a tampered sword to fight with him, so it was bound to be broken.

As a reward for helping him pick up girls, Van Dyke arranged for this nice cousin to work in the Ministry of Foreign Affairs after graduation.

“According to Edie Dyke, no one except him and Van Dyke knew about the fraud in the initiation ceremony of the Holy Order when he was in college. Ye Yao responded perfectly to his temptation, so Edie Dyke confirmed that he was Van Dyke himself.”

Lan Shiwen sat in the car, looking at the figure getting farther and farther away in the rearview mirror, feeling a little scared.

When Edie Decker asked this question, he was ready to get the correct answer from Edie Decker, then commit suicide immediately and start over, going back to the past to tell Ning Zhe the answers to these probing questions. However, Lan Shiwen never expected that… Ning Zhe answered Edie Decker’s tricky questions and probing questions fluently without revealing any flaws.

If Lan Shiwen had not been present, Edie Dyke would even have wanted to invite his cousin to try the girls at Yundu nightclub.

“It seems that Ye Yao’s ability to transform into other people is more than just ‘disguise’.” Lan Shiwen closed his eyes and rubbed his temples.

The rules that Ye Yao mastered were extremely strange. While obtaining the other party’s appearance, he could also obtain the other party’s information and intelligence. Even the secret past of their school days that only Edie Dyke and Van Dyke knew could not be hidden from his eyes…

What a terrifying ability.

“How many times do I have to die before I have a chance to test out specific information about this ability from him?”

Lan Shiwen smiled self-deprecatingly and gave up the idea.

No one likes death, not even him.

There is a price to pay for controlling ghosts, and Lan Shiwen is no exception. It’s just that the price of “returning from death” is never told to outsiders. Lan Shiwen tried to track Ning Zhe through the city’s sky eye to see where he would go after leaving the consulate. As expected, he lost him. It is almost impossible to track the whereabouts of an ascender who can switch his identity at will. He was able to track him before, but it was only because Ning Zhe deliberately let him track him.

As for where he has gone now, no one knows.

2018年07月30日，下午14:03。

Bai Zhi rubbed her sleepy eyes and crawled out of the bed naked. She looked at the time and realized she woke up 3 minutes later today.

Because she always has nightmares at night, she has the habit of taking a nap to catch up on sleep.

It was two o’clock, Bai Zhi got up, dressed, combed her hair and washed up, because she had to go shopping with her mother in the afternoon. Feng Yushu had no idea what was wrong with her recently. She used to not care much about dressing up, but now she spends a lot of time dressing up every day. She would wear new clothes and put on new makeup whenever she had time. She came over and asked Azhi, “Azhi, do you think your mother looks good like this?”
You’re already a mother, but why do you act like a little girl who’s just beginning to fall in love?

Bai Zhi stretched her body and squinted her eyes to touch the phone on the bedside table.

I touched it, but found nothing.

“Huh?” Bai Zhi was stunned. She remembered that the phone should be placed on the bedside table for wireless charging.

Bai Zhi rubbed her eyes, sat up, and looked at the rushing Han River outside the French window with vigilance. She had the habit of sleeping naked, so she would lock the door and draw the curtains before going to bed. But the gentle afternoon sunlight poured into the room, telling her clearly: the curtains were open.

Baizhi put on her pajamas, got out of bed barefoot carefully, and hurriedly looked around, checking everywhere.

“The hair that was stuck on the door fell off. The closet was opened.”

“The tiles in the bathroom are a little wet. Who turned on the tap?”

“The electric kettle feels warm, but I didn’t boil water before going to bed…”

The more she checked, the more uneasy Bai Zhi became. The locked door and windows had not been opened, but all the signs in the room told her that someone had been here.

After searching around, she found her fallen phone in the gap between the bed and the wall. After unlocking it, she saw that the battery level was only 77%.

Baizhi suffers from slight battery anxiety and neurasthenia. As long as the battery level of her mobile phone or other communication tools is below 80%, she can’t help but want to charge them.

“I remember when I put it on wireless charging at noon, the phone still had about 75% of its power.”

Bai Zhi looked at the 77% displayed on the phone screen and thought, doesn’t this mean that the phone fell under the bed not long after it was placed on the bed to charge?
The more she thought about it, the more suspicious she felt and her heart started to turn cold. So she took a stool and climbed onto the wardrobe carved with a picture of birds paying homage to the phoenix, and removed the hidden camera installed in the phoenix’s eye.

Bai Zhi took out an expansion dock with a card reader from the cabinet, connected it to the laptop, inserted the memory card, and sat at the desk to start watching the surveillance video from this afternoon.

Because she is used to sleeping naked, the surveillance camera in her bedroom is not facing the bed and is not connected to the Internet. The surveillance videos in the local storage card will automatically clear the recordings seven days ago every day, and only the most recent week will be retained.

(End of this chapter)