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"Should we call the police?"
Klein pondered for a while, and finally chose to pretend that this incident had not happened. After all, he was just an ordinary rich man, and there was no way he would have noticed such a mysterious figure sneaking into his room late at night.
Moreover, calling the police will not only attract the attention of the police, but may also lead to retaliation.
But he was still very interested in the identity of this late-night stalker.
After waiting for a while, he got up and went to the bathroom, walked four steps backward and entered above the gray mist.
He planned to use divination to try to find out the identity of this person tonight.
But the result of the divination surprised him. In one sentence, there was no such person.
This means that the other party has detection methods that can block divination and the like.
Anti-divination, anti-prophecy.
Klein was silent for a while, and then left above the gray fog. When he returned to his bedroom, the window was opened again, and there was a note on the table under the moonlight.
Despite his doubts, Klein walked over and spread out the note on the table. It read in beautiful words: "Someone just sneaked into your room."
Is this a reminder from a well-intentioned person?
Klein reached out and picked up the note and smelled it under his nose. The faint fragrance showed that the person who wrote the letter was a woman.
Combining what happened around him and the people he knew, he quickly thought of Miss Hazel who lived in the nearby Congressman Macht's house.
He once saw the other party sneaking into the sewers of the street late at night. He probably saw someone entering his room tonight, and then wrote himself a note to warn him.
What a kind girl.
Klein smiled and burned the note as if nothing happened.
The infiltrator tonight is definitely a troublesome person, and he doesn't want to cause trouble.
The next day, at dawn, Klein got up and went to the window, opened the curtains, and with his keen eyesight, he noticed that there was an invisible thread of spider silk growing behind the white curtains.
It's very thin and new, like a net just tied last night.
Are there spiders in your house?
No, the Bellander Bridge case!
Klein recalled the newspaper he had read a few days ago, which reported a bizarre murder.
In a murder case, the murderer tied the victim into a cocoon with spider silk and hung him above the bridge.
Is the infiltrator last night the criminal in this case?
Was he trying to evade the police last night?
But there was no sound of police action. If it were the police, they would definitely conduct door-to-door searches.
What a hassle.
Klein frowned slightly. Should he call the police?
He didn't want to let the brutal prisoner go, but he couldn't tell the police that he concluded that the infiltrator last night was the prisoner based on this thumb-sized spider silk, right?
Then he should change his name to Detective Sherlock.
In the end, he did not call the police. He simply had breakfast and went out for a stroll. When he happened to meet Miss Hazel on the street, Klein could see the doubt hidden in her eyes.
Two more days passed, and Backlund's nights became increasingly restless.
Many witnesses claimed that they suddenly saw a black shadow flashing past on the street late at night. The police just asked them to go back and wait for news, and then sent the new information to the night watchers as soon as possible.
Late at night, at Earl Hall's house.
When Audrey was sleeping soundly on her big bed, she suddenly heard Susie's scream, which made Audrey wake up immediately and turn on the night light beside the bed.
The light instantly illuminates the entire bedroom.
Audrey only saw Susie on alert, staring out the window with bright eyes.
Susie's scream also woke up the maids, attendants, and servants of Earl Hall's family. Soon, the lights came on one by one.
The entire Earl Hall's house soon became bright and shining like daylight.
Earl Hall, wearing a purple nightgown and a gray coat, hurriedly led people to Audrey's room and eagerly asked her what happened just now.
Because Susie is usually very well-behaved and very intelligent, she would not yell randomly late at night. She must have discovered something before she let out a warning roar.
"There seemed to be a dark shadow flashing outside the window just now. Susie realized something was wrong, and then she started barking."
"Wang."
Susie echoed, indicating to Earl Hall that this was what happened tonight.
Earl Hall's face was solemn, and he asked several attendants and maids to stay here with him to protect Audrey. He led the people with lanterns to search the area outside the window.
No sign of anyone was found, only traces of spider webs on the bushes.
Looking at the place where the net had just been built, Earl Hall's expression darkened and he ordered people to guard every corner to prevent anything from happening again.
After struggling for more than an hour, Audrey lay down on the bed again to sleep. However, there were two more maids on the floor inside the room, and there were also a few more attendants guarding the windows and doors.
This prevented her from discussing what had just happened with Susie alone.
It wasn't until the next day that Audrey had a brief chance to be alone with Susie.
"Susie, what did you find last night?"
"There was a dark shadow hiding outside the window, seeming to be observing something." Susie recalled what happened last night, and her tone became solemn, "That was definitely not an ordinary person. I felt an extreme emotion from him. Yinhan, he seems to be an evil ghost who has returned from hell, and is a top predator."
"Audrey, I'm sorry that my vocabulary is still a little lacking. It's difficult to describe that person accurately in words."
"It's okay Susie, you protected me last night."
Audrey smiled and stroked Susie's head. She probably didn't expect Susie to discover him so soon.
But who could that black shadow be?
Could it be the mysterious murderer who challenged Mr. Hastur last time?
Chapter 474 Praise the goddess, praise the stars
Docklands, Sunrise Workhouse.
Since the workhouse scandal occurred, this ghastly workhouse with its gloomy dungeon has been banned by Loen officials.
As for the orphans and homeless people here, they were scattered and arranged in other almshouses, hoping that the new environment could heal their wounded hearts.
In just over a year, this place has become very deserted. Because there are a large number of children's bones buried underground, almost no one comes to this nearby area on weekdays.
The clock tower, which was strangely built and oriented in the opposite direction from the normal, had no maintenance and repairs on it and the big clock had stopped running. Ivy-like vines and moss covered the entire building.
In the dungeon beneath the ground, a figure was hiding in the shadows. To his right was a dilapidated and pitted wooden table, with an oil lamp emitting a dim yellow light placed on the table.
The light of the oil lamp could only illuminate the right side of the figure's face and the wall with a map hanging in front of it.
It was a topographic map of the major streets in Backlund, which was sold in street vendors' stalls.
Because of the moisture in the ground, the corners of the map have turned yellow and curled.
But a personal name written in red and black handwriting on the map appears particularly clear.
Hastur Campbell, Greg Negan, Audrey Hall, Hibbert Hall, Sharon, Maric...Forth Wall, Hugh Dilcha, Leonard... …Klein, Dawn Downstad, Hazel, Emlyn…
There are a total of forty or fifty names, and each name is pinned to the corresponding position on the map.
There are only five names that are circled with a red pen and circled inside.
Hastur Campbell, Audrey Hall, Leonard, Crane, John Jones.
The black figure was holding a red pen at the moment, making a small X at the bottom of the name Audrey Hall.
If you identify the people carefully, there are already red X's at the bottom of some names.
Then he put a question mark above the name John Jones, as if he was puzzled and hesitant.
His eyes carefully searched for the names on the map, then landed on the name Leonard and looked at it deeply for a while, and finally circled the name Dwayne Downstad with a red pen.
After doing all this, the black shadow put down the pen in his hand and blew out the oil lamp on the table. At the moment when the oil lamp was finally extinguished, the original human-shaped black shadow's torso and limbs began to twist, and two rows of symmetrical eyeballs were revealed on the face, reflecting the The figure on the map first shrunk a bit, and then swelled up.
As if he was undergoing some kind of pain, his figure shook and trembled in the dark world, and then a hoarse and low voice came out.
"Looking for... eliminating... the stars, the Fool..."
……
At St. Samuel's Church, Klein came to the prayer hall again to attend prayers. Unexpectedly, he ran into Leonard again. His face didn't look very good.
Klein only glanced at it briefly and looked away to avoid being noticed by him.
When praying to the goddess of the night, Klein clearly heard the pious prayer from Leonard.
Leonard has completely plunged into the dark night
In the goddess's embrace?
The last time I saw him, his prayers were not so pious.
Did something happen recently?
Soon, the prayer time ended while Klein was thinking.
He invested money as usual, but unexpectedly Leonard also invested a sum of money, a full 100 gold pounds!
Based on Leonard's current salary, this is at least one month's salary for him.
When did he become so generous?
It is estimated that what he encountered recently was very dangerous, so he had to pay a high price to show his piety to the goddess of the night.
Do you want to give him a dream at night and ask him what difficulties he has encountered recently?
While Klein was thinking, Leonard had already left at a significantly accelerated pace. Judging from the direction he was walking, he should be heading deeper into the church, probably to talk to Archbishop Anthony.
It seems like something really big has happened.
Klein looked at Leonard's leaving figure again, turned around and left St. Samuel's Church. At night, he tried to use Will's power to enter Leonard's dream again. If that didn't work, he would tell him that he was still alive. The news allows him to seek help when he is in danger.
Deep in St. Samuel's Church, Leonard met Archbishop Anthony who was reading the classics.
"A mysterious person has been targeting me recently!"