Lord of the Mysteries

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In the northern suburbs of the northern district, a three-story house is about to be abandoned.

Originally belonged to Beckland Medical College, but the latter’s main body has now moved to a better and more suitable place, leaving only a small number of teaching staff and students who did not graduate successfully in the current period.

Audrey was wearing a white coat, a face mask of the same color, and the moist blond hair was also slid into the cold, cold surgical cap.

She pupils turned around and looked towards the same dressed Forsi Wall. She always felt that the other party had a special temperament and seemed to be more suitable for such a dress than herself.

The amount… is the kind of temperament that can pick up the scalpel and cut the patient’s stomach at any time… Audrey didn’t talk, and walked behind Forsi halfway to enter the classroom in front.

After receiving feedback from Quinn from Forsi, she was shocked because Mister Fool said that it was a simple task.

Considering that simplicity may be only relative to Mister Fool himself, Audrey took advantage of the opportunity to disguise alone, recite the esteemed name, whispered in prayer, and reported the incident to the original.

However, until now, she has not received a response.

Through the gate and into the room, Audrey instinctively looked around and found that this is not an ordinary classroom. There were 4 skeleton specimens and 4 glass coffins. The coffins were filled with preservatives and soaked. There are 4 naked bodies with pale skin.

At the top of the classroom, there is also a transparent glass column, which is also filled with liquid, floating a male body wearing a black bachelor suit.

The clothing of this corpse clung to the body gives a very heavy and heavy feeling. He did not fall down and just floated in the center vertically.

Like living alive and dying inside, instead of putting it in after death… Audrey made a preliminary judgment with Audience’s attitude.

In addition, she saw all the long tables in the room, all the people sitting in the white coats and white masks, they did not say a word, like the surrounding bodies and bones.

Looking at the scarlet moon and the dark night at the end, Audrey looked back at the scene in the classroom, and was temporarily unable to bear some trembling, here comes from instinctive fear.

But again, she feels excited and excited.

This is the life of an Extraordinary… Audrey silently sighed and sat down with Forsi looking for a corner.

Waiting for a while, in the vertical glass column at the forefront of the classroom, the floating male body wearing a black bachelor suit suddenly opened his eyes and let the voice pass through obstacles:

“let’s start.”

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Eastern district, Dharavi Street.

Klein was wearing a dusty gray-blue worker’s uniform, wearing a cap, and walking on a dark street where gas lamps were still working.

In each apartment on the 2nd side, a little candlelight sprinkled, which was intertwined with the scarlet moonlight, which was difficult to penetrate the clouds, and barely outlined the outline of pedestrians on the road.

Klein met each and everyone. The clothes were old and tattered, and there was a desperate passerby in the expression of numbness. They were vagabond driven by the police.

They have no place to sleep, they can only walk on the streets aimlessly, occasionally getting the opportunity to find an unobtrusive corner or a sidewalk chair in the park to rest for a while, but they will soon be blasted away.

In the cold and deep night, Klein felt that they were more like Living Corpse than Living Corpse they had ever seen, and the entire eastern district was more like the abyss than the abyss in Myths and Legends.

He took a deep breath in a hurry, and his throat was stimulated. Unable to bear coughed twice. He calmed his thoughts and observed the apartment from the corner of the street with the afterglow of his eyes. There was an obvious trauma and an unrepaired apartment.

“If you want to monitor the crime scene, the best and most hidden place is the other apartment directly opposite. The 3rd floor, 4-Layer, and the rooftop all meet the requirements …” Klein used his knowledge from the Night Watcher team Analyzing the situation.

Throughout the process, he did not slow down, lest he be suspected.

Coming to the street, Klein smoothly crossed the apartment with the number 1 and entered the building opposite the scene.

In a similar place, he is no stranger. The one-bedroom he rented in the eastern district is located in a similar apartment. When he was in Thengen City, he lived with big brother Benson and younger sister Melissa for a long time. So a little apartment-this is not only Klein’s personal experience, but also from the memory fragment of original self.

Between the thoughts, Klein pulled the cap down, buried his head, and stepped on the creak’s stairs without stopping, all the way to the third floor.

Due to the bad luck encounter in the evening, he does not have a revolver now. He can only insert his pocket into his pocket and hold a few tarot cards with his fingers.

There was no light, and there was only a slight moonlight in the third floor aisle. Klein was not in a hurry and carefully observed the layout.

Directly facing the scene of the crime scene is the left, the best surveillance field should be the third room in the past … Klein began to walk slowly cautiously.

After walking through the two rooms, his right hand was also inserted into his pocket, and the iron cigarette case was opened lightly.

After the moment, his finger touched the “black eye”, and the ear slammed the slang of tearing the brain.

At the same time, with this contaminated item, Klein saw a black, weird thin line.

These thin lines are floating in the void, although there is a certain interlace and a little winding, but looking at the source, they can still tell who they belong to.

The corresponding silhouette is reflected in Klein’s brain that is about to be cooked. There are men, women and children sleeping on the bed, and several tenants lying on the floor.

apart from this, not at all Special places, there are no hidden characters.

Klein was busy retreating, not touching the “black eye”, the illusion in front of him and the auditory hallucination of the ear slowly improved.

He endured the pain, continued on, slightly relieved, and immediately observed another room.

It is a pity that he did not have a little bit of gain when he “searched” the entire apartment to see the opposite scene.

Calling, calling… Klein shrank into the corner of the balcony, his hands on his knees, and he gasped.

The corners of his eyes kept crying, and the nose snorted from time to time, just like a sudden onset.

This is the consequence of frequent exposure to the “black eye” in a short period of time. Due to Klein’s resistance in this area, it cannot be fully immune.

The only thing that satisfied him was that it was just a stimulus, not a pollution, otherwise he would give up long ago and would not dare to try again, which would lead directly to madness.

After a rest, Klein finally calmed down and changed his apartment, which was not as good as this, but he still didn’t gain anything.

Could it be that my interpretation is wrong? The clue is on the scene of the crime? Klein went back to the street and looked at the apartment with the blast marks with a sigh of relief.

With a casual attitude, he inserted his hand into his pocket and opened it and explored it in an iron cigarette case.

He wants to check the place where the discovery site is in the apartment, whether there is a person hiding.

With a bang, Klein’s head suddenly seemed to be smashed, and the body was a little bit rickety.

He seemed to be a drunkard, squatting forward and looking at the apartment with the explosion.

Because he was too far apart, he couldn’t “see clearly” those black thin lines, and he couldn’t trace the attribution to the source. He could barely distinguish where there were thin lines, and such a place would indicate someone.

No, no, no… Klein swiftly swept, a rough judgment.

Suddenly, he found that a black thread fluttered out of the crime scene on the third floor and merged into the air!

This … Klein eyes shrank, confirmed, and then quickly pulled his hand away from the black eye.

There was someone in the room that was blown up!

The murderer went crazy to wait for the explorer at the scene?

He is not afraid of having an official Extraordinary to check the case by the way?

I just made a mistake and did n’t find him because the logic of me and the lunatic is completely different …

Each and everyone’s thoughts flashed quickly, Klein slowly sighed, pretending to be around, and wandering around the entrance to the apartment.

At this time, his adverse reactions have all subsided.

Controlling face expressions and body language, Klein came to the third floor just like going home, and there was a lot of tiredness in the footsteps.

In the dimly lit corridor, he saw the room without a door, smashed most of the walls, and then walked intently to the public bathroom.

As he approached the room, his hand in his pocket touched the “black eye.”

It was the slang of the brain that was splitting, and the illusion of swaying blur. Klein used the corner of his eye to aim at a black, imaginary thin line that spread from the crime scene.

Tracing back to the source, he found a man who completely blended into the shadow, and the energy field color was the same.

The man is very tall, close to 2 meters, and the corner of his mouth droops slightly, making him quite lonely.

His eyes are like wild beast, and indifference is a fierce concealment.

Not Lannhose… Klein retracted his fingers, relaxed and tightened his body, the surface normally ignored the possible gaze, did not stop to the end of the aisle, entered the public washroom, did not alarm the man.

The public washroom and the crime scene were not on one side. After rubbing the cold sweat and slightly calming down the negative effects, he flipped straight out of the window, skillfully climbed down, then quickly walked away and stopped.

He knew that in a few minutes, the man would find that someone who went to the bathroom did not return, so he was alert to catch up, so he must stay away from Dharavi Street as soon as possible.

Klein didn’t want to return the same way, but he didn’t know which room he could go to, it would also expose the problem.

Clown ran quickly, after making a big circle, he entered the one room he rented in the eastern district, and came to the above grey mist, confirming that there was no danger of being overtaken.

That guy should have a deep connection with Lannhose … Klein slightly hesitated, with a portrait of the man just now, conveyed with his mind to the crimson stars symbolizing Miss Justice.

Then he said with dignity and lowness:

“This is a clue.”