Chapter 8

Chapter 8

Chapter 8

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"...That's roughly what happened. Now we have two things to do at the same time. One is that Hood Eugen, a member of the Psychological Alchemist Society, went crazy, and the other is the cause of Mrs. Sharon's death. Captain, which one should we complete first?"

Dunn asked some more detailed questions, rubbed his forehead, thought carefully and said, "Starting this afternoon... It's my turn to monitor the asylum. We can't go directly there. No one knows if there are any members of the Psychological Alchemy Society hidden among the doctors, nurses, handymen and patients in the asylum. We must be covert enough... We will sneak in at dawn tonight."

“Okay.” Klein agreed, then asked uncertainly, “Shall I go investigate Madam Sharon’s residence alone?”

"You want to learn tracking and surveillance techniques, don't you? This is a good opportunity to practice," Dunn said. "It just so happens that your part of the Lanevus case has ended."

“Okay…” Klein didn’t refuse. After all, completing the mission would be counted towards his performance, and investigating the crime scene wouldn’t be difficult.

But in the afternoon, Klein felt deeply regretful for his simple thoughts at that time.

"The captain said that the police have cordoned off and protected the scene. As long as we say hello to them and show our ID, we can go in and investigate. But he didn't say that Mr. Maynard's widow and sister hate Mrs. Sharon to the core!"

"Captain, have you forgotten?"

With the help of the Joker's body control ability, Klein climbed over the wall and then climbed up to the second-floor balcony from the water pipe. Because the scene of the murder was extremely horrifying and the church had been asked for help, the police had erected a simple partition wall, and no one saw it all: "They were already suspicious of the congressman's death and were looking for private detectives to investigate the 'truth'. Now they are very grateful to the murderer for brutally killing Mrs. Sharon, and they even used their personal relationships to put pressure on her!"

The police had been replaced by their people, and even though Klein showed his ID, he was harassed for a long time and was not allowed to go in to investigate.

Entering the bedroom, Klein gasped. A large amount of blood seemed to be squeezed out and splashed all over the walls, even onto the ceiling. There were traces of dragging on the ground, and long blood marks on the corners of the walls where fingers had been digging into the wall and struggling to escape. Combined with the captain's description: limbs were broken, internal organs were hollowed out, and the scene was horrible... Klein couldn't help but retching. Even though the room had been ventilated for a whole morning, the blood in the room was still bright red, as if it was still flowing.

No, I don't want to touch it with my hands at all... I did a simple divination, but didn't get any useful results. Madam Sharon's body was not here, so I couldn't communicate with her. Finally, his eyes fell on the safe in the room. Klein sighed, endured the discomfort and closed the doors and windows. After confirming that no one was peeping, he took out the ritual silver dagger, sprayed out the spiritual power, let it combine with the power of nature, and sealed the entire room.

He wants to "summon" himself!
Although I can't pick a lock, no one understands spirits better than me!
“Since I’m here, I might as well do some divination to see if I can find any clues…” Klein took four steps backwards and came to the mysterious space above the gray fog. After pondering for a while, he wrote a divination on the parchment, “There are extraordinary factors in John Maynard’s death.”

"There were extraordinary factors in John Maynard's death."

After repeating it seven times, he opened his eyes and looked at the pendulum. His pupils shrank suddenly - the yellow crystal pendant was rotating clockwise! This meant that there was an extraordinary factor in the death of Councillor Maynard!
Klein stared at the slowly calming pendulum, and a huge wave of emotion surged in his heart: "My divination at that time was influenced and interfered with by someone..."

"Mrs. Sharon is a Beyonder, a very powerful Beyonder?"

He still recited silently seven times and used the Pendulum Method. With the help of his current environment and some information about Madam Sharon, Klein completed the divination and saw the answer.

Citrine is still spinning clockwise!
Klein took a deep breath. The image that had originally appeared in his mind when he saw the murder scene—a weak and beautiful woman being brutally dismembered and killed by the thugs—gradually disappeared. Madam Sharon was a Beyonder, so only a stronger Beyonder could kill her without any resistance! Once the Beyonder factor was involved, the nature of the murder case became unclear. Was this a personal vendetta between two Beyonders, or a confrontation between the secret organizations surging under the tide of Tingen?
Thinking of this, Klein suddenly felt horrified. His body was still at the scene! No one could be sure whether the murderer was looking at this place!

He didn't dare to waste any more time, and immediately left the mysterious space and entered the mysterious safe as quickly as possible. He found a photo of a young man in it. With the premise that "Madam Sharon is a powerful Beyonder", Klein did not make random assumptions and soon realized that the other party was most likely a "witch"!
As he was groping, Klein was startled. He found a compartment. After confirming that there was no danger, he crawled in. Ritual ointments, incense, and other items were reflected in his field of vision, as well as a cracked but not completely shattered bone statue. It was vaguely a beautiful woman with eyes on the ends of her hair.

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"After completing all the preparations, Lanevus bewitched Hood Eugen and asked him to help him perform a ritual, using his deceived fiancée Megose as a carrier to give birth to the offspring of the True Creator."

"The kindhearted Ince Zangwill secretly helped Lanevus. He separated half of the characteristics of the descendants of the God of Death that he had collected and implanted them into Megose's body in advance."

"Hood Eugen put Megose into a semi-comatose state. Under the nourishment of the resentment accumulated in the factory area, and the catalysis of the darkness and oppression that was like a substance, the ritual was successful, and Megose became pregnant with the child of the "True Creator". The god saw the coincidence of the matter, but he did not refuse in order to break through the blockade of the Seven Gods."

"After the ritual was successful, the crazy Lanevus regained his sanity. If the offspring of the gods was born successfully, he would become one of the sacrifices. How could a mortal be the father of the offspring of the gods? This is a great blasphemy!"

"He tried to escape and received a death warning in a dream that night."

"Lanevers has no choice but to stay in Tingen, but he wants to tell the Nighthawks, the Punishers, and the Mechanical Heart about the 'bomb' and let them solve the problem for him. Madness always comes at a price."

……

"...Aurora members Heinus Vincent and Sirius Arepis were all killed. They didn't have time to pass on the news. It took Mr. Z, who was far away in another city, about a week to find out that his subordinates had been killed. When he realized that the mission was almost a failure, he had to take time out from his own affairs and return to Tingen as quickly as possible to conduct an investigation, and then write a letter to report to the Aurora Society."

"It's a pity that the experienced postman in charge of the area where he is temporarily staying happened to be on sick leave, and was replaced by a newcomer who is not familiar with the streets here. The letter he placed in the mailbox will be forgotten by everyone."

……

"After a month, the Aurora Club finally realized the problem."

"On the evening of September 3, the messenger of the True Creator descended."

"The one who came was actually the Angel of the Abyss! It seems that the god took this descent very seriously. His arrival will undoubtedly exacerbate the undercurrent of chaos beneath Tingen's calm surface. It is a coincidence that He was expected to appear near a house with a red chimney through the spiritual world transmission, which happened to be..."

“It just happened to be the building where Ince Zangwill was hiding. He had no target to look for, so he prepared to patrol the city” (the second sentence was completely blacked out)

"Just then, the witch Madam Sharon came out of her lover's house. She had been in a happy and excited mood in recent days after successfully killing John Maynard. So she invited His Highness the Angel of the Abyss, not knowing that she was actually seeking the favor of the devil."

"She relaxed her guard because she had successfully completed the mission. This was reasonable. Everyone has such a period. The Abyss Angel received a blood sacrifice, and He was in a good mood, and decided..."

(The text is then completely covered by a pool of ink, mixed with mottled bloodstains, and the pages are stained with a few pieces of meat, making it impossible to read the original text.)

“…He was satisfied with this sacrifice, and therefore did not take the audacious Ince Zangwill’s offense seriously. Praise Him.”

"Ince Zangwill's plan continues."

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Dunn received Klein's report in the evening, and learned that Mrs. Sharon was a member of the "Witch Cult" and that there was a broken evil god statue in the safe. He did not dare to neglect it and quickly wrote a report to report the matter to his superiors. In the early morning, Dunn and Klein "visited" Hood Eugen in the mental hospital and dealt with the psychiatrist who was almost out of control.

Late at night, he walked around in the huge dreams of all the sleeping people in the city, playing the role of "nightmare" and eating and drinking for free. Klein received a great mental shock in the afternoon, so Dunn considerately did not disturb his dream and left a blessing for a good sleep.

He slowly circled and came to the window of a hotel in the city center, observing the outside travelers to see if there were any suspicious people. When he walked to the third floor, Dunn found a gentleman with brown hair and tortoise-shell framed glasses sitting there alone, reading quietly with a hazy look in his eyes. On the table were exquisite snacks and hot black tea and milk.

So he knocked on the door, walked in, and then devoured all the food on the three-tier dessert stand, having an impeccable and perfect afternoon tea late at night. Dunn enjoyed this "treat" and took off his hat before leaving to give a simple salute to the owner of the dream.

But when he went to the entrance and pushed the door open to leave, the hem of his windbreaker swung as he turned around and knocked off a gray felt-covered notebook on the shelf at the door. The notebook fell to the ground with a clatter, and the notes and excerpts inside fell out one after another.

Dunn hesitated for a moment. Although he knew that this was just a dream world, he turned around, apologized to the brown-haired gentleman, then half-knelt on the stall and picked up the notebook with scattered pages.

He didn't notice that the dream master's smile slowly disappeared.

At this time, he found that the notebook was filled with dense and twisted words. He only needed to take a look to know that it must be written by Roselle. I didn't expect that this gentleman actually had Roselle's notes in his dream world. Could he also be a fan of mysticism? Thinking of Klein in his team who was also very interested in Roselle's notes, Dunn couldn't help but smile, and then - his smile froze at the corner of his mouth.

This notebook has annotations and translations.

There were translations attached to a few scattered pages. Below each paragraph of Roselle's text was a label with a paper clip, on which the sentences were translated in standard Loenese, as if printed.

"…The key to potions is not mastering them, but digesting them! Not digging them out, but acting them out! And the name of the potion is not only a core symbol, but also a specific image, and it is also the "key" to digestion!"

"So there are such secrets hidden in potions and pathways... Those that can replace each other at Sequence 4 include the "Sleeping Man" pathway and the "Corpse Collector" pathway. Yes, the Church's "Generalist" pathway and "Secret Voyeur" pathway can also replace each other at higher sequences."

"Acting" and the path are interchangeable. Could this be... Dunn's pupils shrank to the size of a needle tip in an instant. He suddenly remembered something. He thought of what Klein had told everyone about "the method of safely mastering potions learned from the motto of the Secret Peepers", the Archbishop Ince Zangwill who escaped and failed to be promoted to Sequence 4, and the holy relic Saint Selina's ashes behind the Chanis Gate. He felt as if a flash of inspiration passed through his mind, splitting the chaos that had been clueless like lightning, but he didn't have time to catch it, and the few pages of paper in his hand disappeared in an instant.

"...I'm ready to let you go, Mr. Nightmare."

The middle-aged gentleman sitting on the armchair put down the book in his hand at some point and looked at him with gentle and compassionate eyes.

There was a loud bang in Dunn's head.

Can’t open the psychic vision! Can’t open the psychic vision! !
Run! No, no! If I run away I will die, if I stay I will die too! I can't make a sound, there is nowhere to escape!!

What is this?! Why is there such a thing in Tingen?! I will definitely die, but I must find a way to pass on the message——

Dunn felt the endless fear of death in this gaze, and could not go against his body's instinct to tremble violently. He immediately left the dream without thinking and sought life, but behind the dream world that shattered like glass was not his bedroom, but a dark secret world: under his feet seemed to be a mountain formed by the huge corpses of monsters, and at the foot of the mountain, the dark ocean was beating blood-red waves on the cliffs, and at the end of his vision was a black mist that seemed to cover the world, as if it was endless and liquid.

With the sofa as the center, the spreading deep darkness swallowed up everything.

The gentleman smiled and asked him, "But why do you want to die?"

TBC
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*Investigator Dunn rolled the dice and got a great success in investigation, which attracted the unpleasant gaze of the evil god.

*I think everyone should be able to realize what kind of god Edward (the Decayed King) is by now, so He will not go to the Tarot Club. If a chaotic evil like Him goes up, the first thing He will do is to remember the aura of everyone, and then confirm whether the Fool is a Celestial Lord. Once He realizes that the Fool is not, He will go over and kill everyone according to the impression in his memory, so that no one can become the Lord of Mysteries until the end of the earth.

*Why can’t I change my avatar and ID? If I can’t change it, I’m going to sign the contract with this gibberish ID. No such thing? ! ? ! ? !

(End of this chapter)