Sirius's house had many rooms. The gray-eyed officer took Caesar into one of the guest rooms and found two armchairs. He chose one of them and sat down. He took out his pipe from his pocket, sniffed it, and put it back.
"Dunn Smith."
He introduced himself.
"Good evening, Officer Dunn."
Caesar sat opposite him and said with a little caution.
He didn't know what the bookish young police officer with black hair and brown eyes had said to Dunn, nor did he know whether he would get into a bad situation because of it. Naturally, he would be wary when he was alone with the other party in the room.
"Don't be so nervous, just tell the truth."
Dunn smiled politely. He looked into Caesar's eyes and asked seriously, "Mr. Caesar, you said before that you often have hallucinations. What exactly do they look like?"
As he asked this question, Dunn bent slightly and leaned towards Caesar, crossing his hands and resting his elbows on his knees. Perhaps it was Caesar's illusion, but at that moment, waves like water ripples seemed to flash around Dunn's body.
Caesar thought about it and decided to tell the other party honestly that he saw the upside-down giant and heard terrible mutterings.
"So, what do you think of these hallucinations? Do you feel particularly happy, as if you have finally found your true home?" Dunn did not seem surprised by the hallucinations he saw, and continued to persuade him.
"Ah? How is that possible?!"
Caesar didn't expect Dunn to ask this. He gave him a strange look and flatly denied it. "Of course I hate it. I'm almost going crazy because of it. If I still like it, I'm crazy."
"So your current faith is still the goddess."
"Yes."
Caesar searched his memory briefly, recalling the faith of the Seven Gods in this world, and also recalling that the Cardini family were all shallow believers of the Goddess of Night. "Caesar Cardini believes in the Goddess."
I'm not talking nonsense. The original Caesar Cardini did believe in the Goddess of Night, but it has nothing to do with me.
He added in his mind.
Hearing his answer, Dunn nodded slightly and leaned back in his chair, seeming to relax a little.
"Is there anything you would like to add about your previous experience?"
"No."
"Well then... please tell me in detail how you defeated Sirius."
He said again.
So Caesar recounted the details again. He omitted the part where Sirius lost control after touching his skin, and only said that the other party suddenly went crazy, giving him an opportunity to take advantage of.
"You are really lucky, Mr. Caesar."
After listening to Caesar's experience, Dunn Smith said deeply.
Is this what you call lucky?
Caesar thought about it in his heart, but didn't say it out loud.
"You should have noticed that Sirius' body has undergone strange changes." He continued, "It's truly rare for you to survive under such circumstances, let alone kill the opponent... Also, have you ever thought about why he became like this?"
"Because he...believes in an evil god?"
"Yes, that's right. The evil god transformed his body, making him crazy and powerful."
Dunn replied without hesitation.
"So, there really is a mysterious power in this world?"
"You could say that."
Dunn calmly admitted, "We, the Nighthawks, are an organization specifically responsible for handling extraordinary events. We are affiliated with the Goddess Church. Other churches have similar organizations. Because your family is a believer of the Goddess, the police found us."
"Nighthawks... do you all possess special abilities?"
Caesar thought of the black-haired, brown-eyed police officer solemnly performing a ceremony with topaz. Could he possibly be gaining intelligence this way?
"Yes, we are indeed Beyonders, just like you."
Dunn spoke to Caesar calmly, but he said something extraordinary.
"Like me?"
Caesar's heart skipped a beat.
"right."
Dunn looked at him and continued, "Because you consumed what Sirius extracted, you can already be called a Beyonder."
"ah?"
Caesar was speechless, feeling terrified beyond words.
The crimson moonlight shone into the room. Dunn Smith, who was sitting opposite him, had half of his body bathed in the moonlight and half immersed in darkness. His eyes were deep, as if he saw through everything about Caesar from the inside out.
"you..."
"You probably want to ask why I know this, right?"
Dunn asked in a soothing tone, but this calm attitude made Caesar feel terrified. "It's very simple. He told me."
He raised a finger and pointed behind Caesar.
Caesar turned his head with difficulty in the direction Dunn pointed.
He saw Sirius, his head shattered and his flesh and blood stained, standing there with his eyes wide open, staring at him intently, his torn mouth opening and closing as if he was about to say something...
"Boom boom boom!"
"ah!"
There was a sudden knock on the door, and Caesar woke up suddenly and jumped up from his chair!
My heart was pounding and I looked around in confusion. Dunn was sitting opposite me. His posture was different from that in my dream, but his eyes were just as deep and calm.
"clatter."
Caesar couldn't help but take a step back, and his calf hit the leg of the stool, making a noise.
Was I just dreaming?
Or am I still dreaming?
His heart was beating so fast and his brain was in a daze. For a moment, he couldn't tell the difference between reality and illusion.
Just then, there was another knock on the door. The guest room door was pushed open from the outside, and the young police officer with green eyes poked his head in. "Captain, Klein discovered after channeling Sirius... Um, sorry, did I disturb you?"
"It doesn't matter. I've already asked the important questions," Dunn said. "Go on."
"Klein channeled Sirius and discovered he had an accomplice named Hanass Vincent. This Hanass was actually his colleague at the Divination Club. He was said to have excellent divination skills and was quite famous in the city."
The young police officer with green eyes reported the situation.
"I see."
Dunn nodded, watched the latter close the door and leave, then turned his gaze to Caesar again, "Have you calmed down? If you are calm, please sit down first."
Caesar's breathing gradually calmed down and he finally woke up.
"I felt like I was dreaming just now..."
He asked tentatively, sitting back in his chair.
His memory from the time he entered the door until now has been very coherent, and he had no impression of falling asleep. The only suspicious thing was that Dunn suddenly pressed down on him and emitted a strange fluctuation from his body.
"Yes, I dragged you into the dream. This is the unique ability of the Beyonders of the 'Sleepless' Pathway to which I belong." Dunn said, "Let me introduce myself again, Dunn Smith, the captain of the Nighthawks . I'm sorry to force you into a nightmare, but this is all for the investigation. I hope you can understand."
The Sleepless Pathway? It can hypnotize people and create dreams. It sounds very powerful.
Caesar secretly memorized these terms he had never heard of.
Wait, so Sirius who appeared at the end was also created by him using his power? This really shocked me!
"In reality, people can control their words and actions, they can lie and deceive. But in dreams, they can't hide their truest thoughts and memories. So rather than engaging in intrigue with the other person in the interrogation room, I prefer to delve into dreams, communicate with the real him, and hear answers that are not tainted with lies."
Dunn raised the corners of his mouth slightly, as if smiling.
He must have remembered how embarrassed I was when I woke up from the shock...
Caesar was half embarrassed and half speechless.
But thinking about it carefully, he heard something wrong from Dunn.
The me in my dream won't lie?
That's not right!
In the dream just now, Caesar's consciousness was very clear. He knew exactly what he should and shouldn't say, and after waking up, he remembered everything that happened in the dream - it was just like the so-called "lucid dream". But looking at Dunn's expression, he seemed very determined...
Is it because I am a soul that traveled through time and space and am not affected by dreams, or is it because my original self was a madman?
But no matter why, this is another special thing about me.
Caesar thought to himself, then pretended to try hard to recall, frowning, "Well, I seem to have told you something in my dream..."
"Don't force yourself to remember. It's not good for you."
Dunn didn't notice anything unusual about him. "In your dream, I confirmed that you weren't a follower of the evil god, but were simply affected."
"So, my suspicion has been cleared?"
Hearing him say this, Caesar felt much more at ease.
But Dunn's next words made him nervous again.
"Yes, but for safety reasons and the 'current condition' of your body, we must take you away and put you under protection."
"Sirius Arapis belongs to a secret organization that believes in an evil god—the Aurora Society. They spread chaos and attempt to summon the evil god to the world. As you just heard, he has accomplices who may be harmful to you. In addition, you are already a Beyonder, so we must ensure that you are in a controllable situation."
Dunn explained.
Yes, he already knew that I ate that little ball... It was a product of the cultists. Would they think I was contaminated and purify me directly?
Caesar opened his mouth and asked in a dry voice, "What are you going to do with me?"
"rest assured,"
Dunn couldn't help but smile when he saw this. "We will temporarily protect you and make arrangements after the incident is over. It won't be what you think."