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Late at night, on the streets of Backlund's dock area, a group of more than a dozen monks in yellow clothes were walking along the coastline.
The light of the stars in the sky is dotted on the sea, reflecting the sparkling sea.
The street lights along the street not far away were still shining with the same dim light as last night.
He who follows the indescribable figure, walks in the kingdom of night under the light of the stars.
Suddenly, there seemed to be a gust of wind, whining and blowing, causing the dim light from the street lamps on both sides of the street to come on and off.
The monks in yellow robes who were marching devoutly were not disturbed or even glanced sideways.
As if the street lamp was overwhelmed, the last faint light suddenly disappeared completely, leaving only darkness covering the surrounding area.
I don't know when a dark cloud blew in the sky, temporarily blocking the light from the stars.
A figure suddenly jumped out from the dark corner and silently took away the last person in the team of yellow-robed monks.
The advancing team still didn't stop, as if they didn't notice anything.
As the team moved forward, the figure came back and took away the person walking at the end in the same way.
At this time, the person responsible for leading the way suddenly stopped, turned around and looked back, and the entire team also stopped.
After whispering for a while, they began to count the number of people, and were surprised to find that two people had disappeared from the original team of fourteen people.
And there was no sign or movement at all.
The leader closed his eyes and tried to find some clues by searching for relevant fate, but to no avail.
At this time, another figure came out and took away the third person.
This time, many monks in yellow saw with their own eyes how the man at the end of the queue disappeared silently into the night.
But the mysterious shadow that has already kidnapped three people will not give up. It is still hiding in the darkness, ready to kidnap the fourth person at any time.
"The Lord of the Sea of Stars in the Distant Starry Sky."
"The formless and nameless being."
"The end of endless faith."
"The Great King in Yellow."
At this time, the leader prayed loudly to the great Yellow King, and the other yellow monks also prayed at the same time.
wave.
In the sky, the stars suddenly bloomed with light, dispersing the small dark clouds and spreading the light again.
The soft light of the stars is like a veil draped over the bodies of His devout believers, and like an indestructible armor that can resist dangers from the outside world.
The mysterious shadow in the darkness finally slowly retreated into the darkness behind it, fearing that it would be illuminated by the light of the stars.
When everything returned to calm, the leader first led the rest of the monks in yellow to thank the King in Yellow for his blessing, and then continued to check the team members.
There are indeed three people missing.
There was silence for a while, and the leader continued to lead the monks in yellow clothes tonight along the established path.
The gods they believe in will protect every devout believer. As for the blasphemers hiding in the darkness, they will eventually be punished by fate.
The next day, when it was just dawn, the dock workers who got up early to work discovered three corpses wrapped in white silk hanging on the Bellland Bridge and above the winding river.
The three corpses were arranged in a triangle, and their entire bodies, except for their eyes, were wrapped in white silk threads and hung.
From a distance, it looks like three hanging white cocoons.
Soon, the police who received the call rushed to the scene and removed the three bodies from the Belland Bridge.
Through inspection and analysis, they discovered that the so-called white silk thread was actually spider silk!
Although they are very tough to tear, the threads can be easily burned with fire.
But where did Backlund get such a big spider?
Or the kind of giant spider that can wrap up a person in its silk?
The news quickly spread like wildfire, and headlines today included reports such as "Murder on the Bellland Bridge, the murderer turned out to be a super giant spider."
In Queens, in a luxurious villa, Hastur sat at a small table in the garden, reading today's newspaper with his legs crossed and drinking Marquis black tea.
The Belland Bridge, the hanging white cocoons, the big spiders that appear late at night...
Hastur's eyes looked through this sensational behavior and saw a twisted and dark heart hidden behind it.
The maid responsible for cleaning the garden came with a slightly heavier step than usual.
"what's up?"
"Lord Earl, a pilgrimage team was attacked in the dock area last night, and three believers were abducted by a mysterious shadow lurking in the darkness."
"Have you read today's newspaper?"
"I saw it."
"What are you going to do?"
"The gardener and the cook have already gone to deal with this matter. They will not be able to come back to work in a short time. I am here to inform the earl."
"Is there anything else?"
"Nothing."
"Well, let's get down there."
Hastur did not give any new instructions. He just asked the yellow monks to play with that person. He couldn't handle everything personally.
The maid didn't say anything else, and left here as she was told, continuing to take a broom to clean the leaves in the garden that had fallen due to the wind last night.
This is her job.
Chapter 473 The late night lurker
This murder case quickly attracted the attention of the police and was secretly handed over to the local night watchers.
In a place like Backlund, the death of three people was already considered a major case, and the murderer hung the bodies provocatively on the Belland Bridge, which attracted the attention of many people.
As for the identity of the three members of the Yellow Monks, they have not been disclosed to the outside world, and they have only been replaced by the names of ordinary citizens.
Leonard from the Overwood District also noticed this case, but he did not intervene and let the local night watchers solve it.
He is focused on something deeper, revenge from the Yellow Monks.
In just one or two days, yellow-robed monks appeared in many places in Backlund.
Beggars on the streets, homeless people nearby, drunkards in bars, etc., everyone who may be related to this case has been thoroughly investigated.
As for those unofficial extraordinary people who like to hide their traces, they have become the focus of observation.
Anyone who dares to resist will be punished by fate and die misfortune.
Such a large-scale action quickly attracted the attention of the Church of the Goddess of Night, the Church of Storms, and the Church of Steam and Machinery.
It has to be said that on such a large scale, the crude and barbaric approach of preferring to kill by mistake rather than letting go, did play a certain role.
In the dock area, a down-and-out homeless man who often sleeps under a street lamp late at night shows extraordinary strength when faced with a large-scale investigation by the Yellow Monks. With the help of the cover of the night, he successfully steals from the Yellow Monks. Escape.
The trace is currently a mystery and the situation is unknown.
Leonard carefully read the details of the case, and when no one was around, he curiously asked the old man in his body, "It's strange that neither the Church of the Goddess of Night nor the Church of Storms and Mechanics can find out the specific identity of this prisoner. It's as if he suddenly It comes out of the soil.”
"Hide your destiny."
"Is the murderer an Extraordinary of the Destiny Path?"
"uncertain."
"Are there other extraordinary pathways involving destiny?"
The old man in the body was silent for a while, "This is not something you need to worry about."
"Hehe, just out of curiosity."
"Oh, then continue to be curious."
"Hey, old man, don't you know the answer too?"
Leonard tried to use the provocation method, but did not get any response.
He leaned back in the chair and murmured: "An old immortal appeared not long ago, and now such a case has appeared. It always feels like Backlund is going to change again."
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Late at night, in the house at No. 160 Burklund Street, Klein was lying in bed and resting.
A breeze blew gently, and then the closed windows were pried open by a mysterious force, and the curtains were blown slightly.
Klein immediately woke up from his deep sleep and remained on high alert, but did not open his eyes. He just tried to keep his breathing steady and pretended to be asleep.
Someone sneaked into his room!
And that person was hiding behind the curtains and secretly observing him!
Didn't Nighthawks come to investigate him last time?
It's only been a week, why are they investigating me again?
But after waiting for a while, Klein didn't notice any other movement.
The person who sneaked into his room just hid quietly behind the curtains, like a predator, watching him silently without making any noise or making any unnecessary movements. It was more like using his house to hide. Track down the enemy.
Klein didn't say anything, just pretended that he didn't know all this, and continued to sleep soundly.
After waiting for almost twenty minutes, the man hiding in the curtain left along the window. Before leaving, he glanced at the bed here and then closed the window again.
The whole process was silent and there was no unnecessary movement at all.
If it hadn't been for my excellent spiritual warning, it would have been impossible to notice that someone had sneaked into my room tonight.
Is this an unforeseen disaster?
Klein lifted the quilt, sat up straight, and looked at the curtains that had stopped moving vertically.
As for the identity of the person just now, he pretended to sleep just now and did not see his true appearance. He just vaguely felt that he was a man with a delicate mind and extraordinary courage.