A Weird Theater That Started In London

A shotgun?

In front of the extraordinary, it is no different from a fire stick. At this moment, the gentlemen of Scotland Yard have distributed silver-plated cold weapons and holy water, which are more powerful than revolvers.

However, for a child, a weapon like this that can hunt medium-sized animals is undoubtedly a self-defense weapon.

Frankly speaking, Lu Li had already determined that the collision behind the door was caused by the missing Dick, but he still had doubts in his heart.

It can be seen that the child was in a situation of panic at that time, but why did he turn back to get the gun?

You must know that after passing through the living room and entering the corridor entrance, you must make a choice, either go upstairs and go back to the room to escape, or go into the basement and choose to use a gun to deal with the pursuers.

Think differently.

A child who was so panicked that he had to use all his strength to even push the door and smashed his hand into the wooden wall, how dare he get a gun.

"Madame Eugenie."

Lu left his mouth, and let the lady beside her whose thoughts diverged to her mind come back to her senses.

"What... what's wrong?"

"What is Dick's personality like, introverted, or lively, do you usually have the habit of going to the wild to watch the elders hunt?"

"He is very shy. He used to play with relatives' children and never spoke."

Mrs. Eugenie was a little excited. She felt that Lu Li had discovered something, so she was very candid and continued: "There are even rumors that he is gay."

"…"

It's not uncommon for the little boy to have a thin skin and be embarrassed to play with the opposite sex.

Therefore, Lu Li didn't care.

"Does an introverted child have the courage to shoot and resist?"

His eyes fell on Sherlock Holmes, and his tone was as if he was asking for proof, and at the same time he was discussing.

"There are two possibilities."

"In the process of escaping, he came to the basement for the first time. After finding the weapon, he found that it was ineffective against the pursuers, so he could only continue to escape."

Speaking of which, Holmes shook his head, he was not inclined to this, he just said it as a possibility.

"What about the second?"

"He kept trying to escape, escaping from outside the house into the house, repeating this process many times, until he finally despaired, thinking that there was an old shotgun in the basement, and had no choice but to resist."

Back on file!

Lu Li instantly understood what Sherlock Holmes meant, and Dick ran away repeatedly, from downstairs to upstairs, then downstairs to upstairs, trying to escape his unfortunate fate. Courage to find a gun.

"The traces we saw just now are not superficial, and even adults can't make them in one go."

Compared with Lu Li, Sherlock Holmes observed more carefully. When he went downstairs to look for other clues, the detective kept staring behind the door.

The traces continued to expand outward, and the impact levels were different. Obviously, it was not a one-time occurrence.

"So... you don't even have to look for the maids who used to work here. The kitchen, bathroom, and Madame Eugenie's room are all normal. There are only traces on the escape route."

"The one percent has to be ruled out. After all, we have no direct evidence."

When the words were over, Holmes turned to look at Madame Eugenie and asked, "Can I borrow the phone? I need to call the nearby police station to verify whether the shotgun was stolen by the servant."

"Please help yourself."

Watching the back of Sherlock Holmes climbing the ladder, Madame Eugenie continued to sob. When she heard it, she also understood that the child seemed to have experienced torture and was constantly being chased by monsters.

"Don't worry, we already have a clue here..."

Lu Li was not very good at comforting people, so after a few dry words, he lost his mind.

According to Sherlock Holmes' conjecture, Dick had stayed in this room for a long time, perhaps still at this moment, curled up in a corner, watching here.

Gu Tuo </span> Thinking of this, Lu Li expanded his perception to the limit, and Mrs. Eugenie, whose shoulders were shaking slightly, stopped crying. She felt that something was staring at her, and a little bit of particles started to form on her skin, but But there was no fear of being chased by dangerous creatures in his heart.

One meter...two meters...

She walked to Sherlock Holmeston, who was beside the telephone, and looked towards the basement.

For a werewolf, super perception is an essential fighting quality, not to mention that Lu Li is not an ordinary werewolf, his final form can interfere with time and space and cause and effect.

Although he has not yet become a complete body, after learning some exclusive skills, his inner strength in the depths of his bloodline has been further tapped. Even if he is far away from his final form, he is still extremely sensitive to space.

At this moment, Lu Li wanted to try whether he could use his own power to get in touch with that mysterious space.

The major premise, Sherlock Holmes's statement is true.

Minor premise, ability can do that.

Just like that, the room became silent.

One hand put on the empty gun rack.

Will it work?

By their own perception.

Does Duke have any runes that can communicate with other worlds?

Closing his eyes tightly, Lu Li, who magnified his abstract perception to the limit, had all kinds of thoughts in his heart, and then all of them were restrained.

As time slowly passed, the surrounding air seemed to stop and turned into a concrete and considerable solid state.

Immediately afterwards, a rustling sound began to be heard in Lu Li's ears, and it became more and more rapid, making people think of drum beats, but according to the presumed situation, it should be the sound of footsteps.

Dick was running fast on the floor and the wooden stairs.

Click.

The top plank of the basement was opened.

Lu Li felt that his mind was dyed with psychedelic colors, he saw a colorful figure and jumped in.

Then, a strange sound sounded, accompanied by a metal friction sound, very slight, as if it was filling a projectile...

Lu Li, who had entered a state of high awareness, became extraordinarily "imaginative". He saw a Flintlock shotgun being held up by a figure, facing the entrance of the basement.

boom!

The fire lights up.

Before he could clearly see the appearance of the pursuer, Lu Li exited that state. He felt an incomparable pain in his head, as if he had fallen into a long buffer period after the machine was overloaded.

"Da da da…"

A voice echoed in my ears.

A novel feeling came to mind, Lu Li opened his eyes, and the place where he saw it was desolate.

He froze for a while. It wasn't fear. The rhythm of his heart didn't change at all. It wasn't the freezing caused by the drop in temperature. It was just that he couldn't breathe or speak.

However, Lu Li could clearly feel that something evil was staring at him, and it wanted to kill not only Lu Li, but everyone.

"gentlemen…"

"gentlemen…"

"What's wrong with you?"

The calling sound and the violent shaking from his shoulders brought Lu Li back to reality.

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