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Moreover, the act of secretly burying the child made him even more alert. In the occult, children are born with spirituality and are perfect sacrifices in many evil rituals.
What if this workhouse really is conducting some evil ritual?
It is estimated that no matter how many ordinary police officers come, it will be useless. It is safest to report it directly to the major orthodox churches.
If it were him, he would have written a letter directly reporting the horror of possible satanic rituals being performed in the workhouse.
I believe that the major orthodox churches will definitely send people to investigate secretly. No matter what the result is, it will be safer and more reliable than the three of them investigating secretly on their own.
Lecturer Follen said blankly: "But isn't this a fraud?"
“It’s just a different way of dealing with the problem.”
"This...Teacher, what do you think?"
Lecturer Foren threw the question to Professor Wayne.
"pretty good."
Professor Wayne laughed, patted Hastur on the shoulder, and said with satisfaction: "You have learned to use the other side of the law so quickly. You are really good."
"It's all thanks to your good teaching." Hastur also laughed.
Before making this suggestion, he had not thought about using the law, but simply felt that Professor Wayne's approach was unreliable.
Ahem, that’s not what I mean.
"Just do as you say."
Professor Wayne smiled and handed the matter over to Hastur to solve.
Lecturer Foren frowned at first, but then he gradually figured it out.
The laws of Loen clearly favor the interests of the nobles. They might not care about the disappearance of children in the workhouse, but if a noble disappeared without a reason, they would rush to investigate.
In a way, this is using the laws of Rune to one's own advantage.
So, now the question is, how can Hastur quietly leave the workhouse and create the illusion that he is missing in the workhouse?
According to the daytime workhouse manager, in order to protect the children from being persecuted at night, the three living areas are all protected by large iron gates, and only patrol officers have the keys.
Moreover, there are more than two thousand people living here, so it would be very difficult to sneak out even in the dead of night.
Chapter 26: Strange Bell Sounds, Different Script
How about setting a fire, attracting everyone's attention, and then sneaking out of the workhouse during the chaos?
Or hide behind the door, wait for the guard to come to check, knock him out, then open the door with the key and sneak away?
You can also find a place to hide so that no one in the workhouse can find it, and then wait until no one is around to find a chance to leave?
These were all suggestions from Lecturer Foulen. Apparently, he often read some detective adventure novels.
Professor Wayne did not make any suggestions, but left Hastur to worry about this problem alone.
He believed that since Hastur made suggestions, there must be a solution.
"It would be great if there were make-up and wigs here. I also need a female dress."
Lecturer Foulun thought of a very feasible method, but the conditions here are obviously not feasible.
"Actually, it's not that difficult to sneak away." Hastur quickly closed the wide-open mind of Professor Foulun.
He doesn't know how to wear women's clothes!
"Do you have any good ideas?" Lecturer Foulun looked at Hastur with a happy face.
"I don't have to leave the workhouse in the middle of the night. Tomorrow, I can sneak away at any time during the day. It will depend on the performance of you and Professor Wayne."
"That's right! You don't have to slip away tonight! Why didn't I think of that!" Lecturer Foulun looked annoyed.
"..."
Hastur did not discuss this topic with Professor Folan, but discussed tomorrow's matters with Professor Wayne.
Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
Jingle Bell!
Just as the three of them were discussing what might happen tomorrow, three clear bells rang outside the house.
They had also heard this sound during lunch, when the administrator of the workhouse took out a string of bells and rang them several times while announcing the rules for eating.
The ringing of the bells came and dissipated quickly. There were only three ringings, and the outside fell into silence again.
In the room, the three people looked at each other with stunned expressions.
Why is there a bell ringing in the middle of the night?
I feel a little weird for no reason!
"Could it be that some kid couldn't sleep at night and deliberately made such a prank?"
"Perhaps the sound of the bell is some kind of signal, and they use the sound of the bell to plan their actions?"
"Maybe we heard it wrong. It was a sound caused by the wind blowing through the bell hanging outside the door?"
Lecturer Foulun gave his own guess.
Professor Wayne did not speak. He stood up and came to the door. He listened for a moment and then took a few steps back and forth.
Finally he said: "Let's go out and take a look, maybe we can get something unexpected."
Hastur firmly opposed Professor Wayne's proposal.
The ringing sound just now was definitely not simple!
It is very likely to involve extraordinary elements!
This was an inexplicable warning from his heart. In this case, he absolutely trusted his intuition.
"It shouldn't matter if you go out and take a look, right?" Lecturer Foulun was also interested. After all, judging from the loudness of the sound, the sound of the bell was still some distance away from here.
"Well, you can just go back to your room and rest." Professor Wayne also agreed with this suggestion.
"Wait a minute."
Hastur stopped them and said with a serious expression
: "I don't think things are that simple. It's better not to take too many risks."
Lecturer Fulun said with a smile: "It's okay, let's just take a look from a distance."
"Emperor Russell once had a famous saying: 'Curiosity killed the cat.' This means that if you are too curious about things, you can easily put yourself in a dangerous situation."
Hastur brought out the sign of Emperor Roselle, hoping to dispel their thoughts of adventure.
"A very philosophical statement, worthy of Emperor Russell."
Lecturer Foulun agreed with this statement, and at the same time smiled and assured Hasta that he would never run out and take risks in the middle of the night.
Having said that, Hastur had no reason to stop them anymore, and his bed really couldn't sleep three people.
When the door opened, Hastur stuck his head out and looked around for a while to make sure there were no patrolling guards passing by, and then he called Professor Wayne and Lecturer Foren to come out.
Then they watched the two of them leave with their kerosene lamps. They did not do anything extra. They just looked at the source of the bell from a distance for a while, and then returned to their rooms.
Hastur breathed a sigh of relief and looked at the source of the bell sound. He also looked twice. The evening breeze blew by, making people shiver.
He withdrew his gaze, closed the door, and locked it. After thinking for a moment, he moved the table behind the door to block it, and then lifted the kerosene lamp on the table to the ground near the head of the bed.
After doing all this, he looked at the time and saw that it was already past two o'clock in the night.
Go to bed, lie on the quilt, hold the cane in both hands across the chest, and yawn.
He was really sleepy.
As if sleeping, he dreamed that he came to the Hall of Stars and whipped the djinn again.
……
In the early morning, Hastur was awakened by a violent knock on the door.
He opened his sleepy eyes, glanced at the cane held tightly to his chest, and breathed a sigh of relief.
Fortunately, nothing unexpected happened last night.
By the way, after I fell asleep last night, did I go to the Hall of Stars to whip the Djinn?
Hastur frowned slightly. He had been checking in at the Djinn's place during this period. If he missed one night, he would not have signed in continuously.
Boom!Boom!
The sound got louder and louder, and at the same time there was the anxious voice of Professor Foulun.
Did something really happen?
Hastur didn't waste any more time and hurriedly got up and came to the door, moved the table, rearranged it, and then opened the door.
"Teacher, teacher, he has disappeared!" Lecturer Foulun's face was full of anxiety, his tone was rapid, and his breathing was up and down.
Lecturer Foulen was accompanied by two workhouse stewards.
"Speak more slowly, why did Professor Wayne suddenly disappear?" Hasta calmed down Professor Folan's anxiety.
"When I woke up this morning, I wanted to see how the teacher slept last night. When I came to the teacher's door, I reached out and knocked on the door twice. The door opened by itself, and the teacher was no longer visible in the room. shadow."
"I didn't pay much attention at first. I thought the teacher got up earlier than me and had already gone out for a walk."
"But after asking around, I found that no one had seen the teacher. I panicked and immediately asked the people in the workhouse to help me look for him. But after more than an hour, I still couldn't find him.
When I walked to the street, I didn’t see the teacher, and no one saw the teacher on the road. ”
Lecturer Foulun became more and more anxious as he spoke, and sweat broke out on his forehead.
Really missing?
Or are you just acting?
After listening to Lecturer Foulun's narration, Hasta's heart skipped a beat. He felt a little convinced, but also a little doubtful.
Last night, the three of them also mentioned that they would fake a disappearance to give the police department a reason to come to the workhouse to investigate.
When I woke up in the morning, Professor Wayne disappeared.