My esoteric uncle Jules

Chapter 81: To Innsmouth
Three days have passed since the operation to wipe out Wellington Manor.

This incident caused a huge uproar in London, and major newspapers competed to report it.

But soon, with official intervention, various trivial matters were forgotten.

After all, no matter how many noble lords far away die, tomorrow's bread will not drop by half a penny.

At the same time, in the Defense Bureau building, in Centipede's office.

Centipede sat on the chair, lowering his head to sort out documents.

Jules stood at the table, staring at the centipede's neck.

He saw a terrible scar spreading across the centipede's neck. Although most of it was covered by the suit, based on the general situation sensed by his blood tide, it should have reached directly to the shoulder.

But Centipede didn't seem to care. He just sorted out the documents in his hand and handed them to him.

Although Jules took the document, his eyes were always fixed on the horrible scar on the centipede's neck.

It was not until the centipede coughed lightly that he woke up from his dream.

"Excuse me, what are these documents...?" He still couldn't help but sneak a glance at the scar.

For some reason, he always felt that it was somewhat familiar.

He inexplicably thought of the crack he saw in his dream.

The degree of distortion is exactly the same.

Seeing that Yule had been staring at his scar, the centipede raised his eyebrows slightly, but still said calmly:

"Didn't I say before that Silent Bookstore is temporarily closed to outside visitors? Here's some information collected by the Anti-Suppression Bureau. It should be able to answer your question.

As for the information about the Wangpi Gate, it seems to have been destroyed in a fire in the past, so there is no record of it in the Anti-Suppression Bureau or the Silent Bookstore.

"I see... Thank you very much." Jules bowed and said gratefully.

One day after the operation ended, Centipede told him that his application failed - something seemed to have happened at the Silent Bookstore and it would not accept outsiders for the time being.

However, Centipede also said that the Prevention and Suppression Bureau had some information and backups collected by itself, and as long as the information was not too important, he could help check it.

So Jules simply asked a few irrelevant questions under the pretext of "Secret Transmission of What I Saw at Rose Manor", and included "Natural Evil" and "Gate of the King's Skin" in them.

Centipede leaned back in his chair, his tone relaxed:

"What are your plans next?"

Ever since the Wellington family was wiped out, Jules felt that his boss seemed to smile more often and was no longer so gloomy.

He pondered for a while and said:
"I'm going to Innsmouth."

"Innsmouth?"

The centipede nodded thoughtfully:
"If that's the case, the organization has a mission for you. What do you think?"

……

"So, your mission is to find the 'stomach' of old Earl Wellington and report its whereabouts. Don't act rashly.

At that time, we will arrange a false identity for you, so as to avoid alerting the emerging immortal to the greatest extent possible.

After completing the mission, you can apply for whatever you need based on your merits, whether it's titles, knowledge, or even promotions. We can satisfy you."

The centipede spoke calmly, but Yule's mouth twitched when he heard it.

After what the centipede told him, he also understood the concepts of immortals and named persons, as well as the ins and outs of the incident.

Because of this, he felt even more tingling on his scalp.

Chibei actually arranged for a sixth-level being who was about to become an immortal to hunt him down?

Centipede didn't know what the other party was chasing, but Yu Le knew it clearly.

It seems that I still underestimated how petty Chibei is... He couldn't help but sigh.

"Hmm? Are you in trouble?" the centipede asked with concern.

Jules smiled and shook his head:

"Not really, it just reminded me of something else... Leave it to me."

He was going to Innsmouth anyway, and he could also give Chibei some trouble, so why not?
Rather than sit back and wait for death, it is better to take the initiative.

By the way, you can also complete the task of the Anti-Suppression Bureau, killing two birds with one stone.

Of course, it would be even better if he could disrupt his ascension ceremony and escape unscathed - but that was just a thought for him.

The centipede nodded:
"Go back and get ready."

Jules did not leave immediately, but asked in a low voice:

"Can I ask about this scar..."

His eyes were full of confusion and curiosity.

Centipede touched the scar on his neck and said calmly:

"Followers of the Code of Enlightenment believe that scars are portals of passage, doors to pain and possibility—I merely performed a summoning ritual."

A summoning ritual? Yule froze for a moment, an idea forming in his mind.

But he always felt that this speculation was a bit too shocking.

He took a deep breath and asked tentatively, "Can I ask your real name?"

The centipede smiled faintly and said:
"I used to hide it, but now there's no need."

"You may call me Edmond Dantès."

……

"Edmond Dantès..."

Yule's head was buzzing until he left the Anti-Suppression Bureau building.

So, the centipede is the Ripper, the "Count of Monte Cristo".

The "ritual" he had previously performed against his enemy was actually a summons to himself?

So, when he entered the fragments before, he was actually responding to the centipede's call?
At this moment, Le's already confusing and complex history was shrouded in a veil of mystery.

Boom——

Lightning flashed and thunder roared.

A few drops of rain fell from the dome and landed on Jules' cheek.

"……really interesting."

The corners of his mouth suddenly curled up, and his eyes became brighter than ever before.

I have only been in this world for such a short time, but I have already encountered so many interesting things, and there are still so many literary classics that I have not seen with my own eyes. Wouldn't it be a pity if I died?
At least in this history, he has not yet become a powerful being who can be summoned by the ritual, so he can't just die like this!
thump—

A heavy bell rang from afar, striking eight times in a row.

Jules raised his head slightly and looked in the direction of the sound - it was the direction of the Thames.

At this moment, you can even see the smoke from the roaring ships drifting across the sky and merging into the dark clouds.

Later, the bell tower built on the church reached into the clouds, and even the coal smoke could not hide its majestic figure.

It is covered with various mechanical structures, and in the center of the wall clock is a huge gear emblem, exuding the majesty unique to the Steam Church.

……

On the platform of the steam train, Jules bids farewell to Holmes with Lolita.

"How long will it take this time?" Holmes's emotions remained unchanged, or rather, he was dominated by absolute rationality from beginning to end.

Yule laughed and sighed:
"This time... I really can't say for sure."

Lolita blinked her big eyes at the side:
"It's okay, we'll come back to see Uncle Holmes!"

Holmes shrugged and smiled a long-lost smile:

"Would you allow me to change our current address to a detective agency?"

Jules also laughed:

"up to you."

This time, he wanted to take Lolita away with him.

Since Innsmouth is likely related to the wave, it is natural for Lolita to go and take a look.

Of course, he specifically told Centipede to arrange an identity for Lolita, and the other party readily agreed.

After chatting with Holmes for a while, the steam train drove to the edge of the platform, blew the whistle, and urged the passengers to get on board quickly.

"It's getting late. I'm leaving now."

Jules and Holmes waved goodbye and got on the train.

Although the steam train had not started yet, London seemed to have become blurred in the rain and fog.

Suddenly, he saw an old maid pushing a wheelchair not far away.

He was also very familiar with the person in the wheelchair - it was Matilda!
"Why did you leave without saying a word and without even saying goodbye?" Matilda drove the wheelchair closer to him, raised her pale and thin face, and said softly.

Jules scratched his head, somewhat puzzled:

"How did you know I was leaving?"

For the first time, he saw a cunning look on Matilda's delicate face:
"I found out when I went to the Anti-Suppression Bureau to file a report."

Hearing this, Jules was at a loss whether to laugh or cry.

Although he could guess that the other party must have had dealings with the Anti-Suppression Bureau to be able to do this job, the scenes described by the other party himself always made him feel a little funny.

After laughing, Matilda's face quickly became calm:
"Maybe I'll come to Innsmouth to see you later."

Yule raised his eyebrows:

"Have you discovered anything new?"

The train started moving, and the blast of the whistle drowned out Matilda's reply.

While the car door was still not completely closed, he stuck his head out and shouted:
"Could you please speak louder?"

However, the platform had already disappeared into the rain and fog.

The concerto of steam swallowed up Matilda's gentle voice, and also swallowed up the chaos unique to London in the rain and fog, slowly heading towards Innsmouth.

(End of this chapter)