Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 189 The Truth of Disappearance

Hearing Mirell's words, Clark paused, and with Mirele's voluntary admission, the last trace of doubt about Mirele was completely dispelled in his heart.

Miller simply wrapped a cloth around his bleeding finger to stop the bleeding, then he patted his buttocks and stood up, smiling and said: "Hello, Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, I am the Mi who reported the criminal secrets of Bluebeard Castle to you." Lyle."

"It really is you." Clark relaxed slightly. He glanced at Miller's injured finger and said apologetically, "I'm sorry."

"It's none of your business, I was careless." Miller shook her head, then looked at Clark's bleeding finger, and said with concern, "You're bleeding too." As she spoke, she tore herself off again. The cloth strips on his clothes, he stepped forward to bandage Clark.

Clark instinctively wanted to retreat and avoid, but the heel of one foot just lifted up and quickly stepped on the ground. In the end, he didn't dodge, accepted Miller's kindness, and thanked the other party after he finished bandaging him.

Miller showed a sweet smile, and asked curiously: "Mr. Law Enforcement Officer, may I ask if you have any new discoveries now? I think even if it is you, it is illegal to swing the corpse so casually."

Clark didn't answer the question immediately, but asked seriously: "Did you come alone, didn't you meet anyone else?"

Hearing this, the smile on Miller's face disappeared, showing a slightly nervous expression, "Actually, I originally wanted to go to your room to find you first, but you also know that I live not far from Miss Hera. , just a few rooms away, in order to go out quietly without being noticed, so I have been paying attention to the movement in Miss Hera's room, but I found that Miss Hera left the room before me, and after seeing her leave , I dared to come out to look for you, and after I found out that you were not in my room, I wondered if you would come to Lord Earl's room."

"Where did Miss Hera go after leaving the room?" Clark raised his eyebrows.

Miller shook his head, "I don't know, I didn't see her on the way here."

"What about Steward Valente?" Clark asked again, "Have you looked for him?"

"Where would I dare to go!" Miller shrank his neck and shook his head, and said in a weak voice, "I feel that Steward Valente has become weird after the death of the Earl."

"Strange?" Clark wondered, "Tell me."

Miller thought for a while, with an unsure look, "It's just... it seems to be getting tough... I don't want to listen to other people's words..."

After hearing Miller's words, Clark nodded secretly. This was the same as his feeling. After confirming the death of Earl Bluebeard, Valente's attitude did have a subtle change, and his attitude towards other people during the day was the same. The feeling of meeting on the first night was different, the condescending attitude became more, as if... the earl is gone, he is the master of the castle, the controller here.

Since even Miller could feel such a change in the Earl, Clark was sure that he felt nothing wrong.

Suddenly, Clark asked without warning: "Did you kill Earl Bluebeard?"

Hearing this, Miller was stunned for a few seconds, and then blushed and said, "I didn't, it wasn't me! Mr. Clark, please believe me." As he spoke, there seemed to be unjust grievances, with tears in the corners of his eyes.

Clark coughed slightly in embarrassment, "Sorry, I just asked casually."

Immediately afterwards, Clark confessed to Mirele what he had discovered tonight, and quickly diverted Mirele's attention.

As expected, Miller's attention was quickly distracted. After hearing Clark's discovery, she looked at Clark in surprise and admiration, "As expected of Mr. Clark, he was able to discover so many details during the day."

Clark avoided the other party's too bright eyes, walked back to the thin hole next to the black picture frame with the saber in hand, raised the saber horizontally, aimed at the gap and stabbed in, when the entire blade of the saber disappeared into the wall, Clark felt that the tip of the knife seemed to be pushed against something, like a switch. After a slight push, the bed board shook, and the hidden secret door slowly opened, and a secret passage leading to the ground suddenly appeared.

"There really is a secret passage." Miller looked at Clark with bright eyes, but when he saw the dark secret passage, he hid behind Clark with some fear, and grabbed Clark's sleeve with one hand.

Clark said in a deep voice, "Come on, let's go down and have a look."

Holding a lighted candlestick in his hand, he approached the secret passage, and there was also a spiral corridor leading to a certain secret space in the castle.

When he reached the exit, Clark lit the oil lamps hanging on the walls at the entrance of the secret space, and the lights illuminated a part of the room full of pungent smells. The terrifying and bloody truth hit the brains of the two of them like an out-of-control train speeding towards them.

In this dark and secret room, rows and rows of cabinets are filled with deformed human heads. They are soaked in containers filled with formalin liquid, and they stare at the intruders with reluctance. Two people in this forbidden place.

"Ah—" Mireil was about to scream, but quickly covered his mouth, looking at everything around him in horror.

Although this horrific scene is full of visual shocks, for the well-informed Clark, he can still withstand it. What he cares about at the moment is the mysterious symbols engraved on those containers soaking human heads. A symbol, an inscription praying to the shadow that sees all things.

"How come... Earl Bluebeard is also using the same kind of magic?" Clark was shocked and confused, because Earl Bluebeard, who had been using this kind of magic, finally suffered the same kind of magic.

"What is magic?" Miller couldn't help asking when he heard Clark muttering.

Clark did not explain to the other party, but walked towards the desk in this room with a candlestick in his hand. He ignited another candlestick on the desk with a candle, and handed this candlestick to Miller, "Go and look around too. , but don’t touch it, if you want to touch something, let me know first.”

Miller nodded obediently, holding the lighting candlestick, a little scared, a little hesitant, but when he saw Clark who was concentrating on flipping through the notebook on the desk, he still gritted his teeth and temporarily left Clark's side, shrinking his back, looking vigilantly. around.

Clark opened the notebook on the desk, which recorded every time Earl Bluebeard performed magic tricks in secret. Earl Bluebeard will have an assistant every time he performs magic tricks, and this assistant is none other than the housekeeper, Mr. Valente.

"Ah! These people are! These people are!" Miller seemed to have found something else. After she boldly observed those bottles and jars, she took a few steps back in disbelief. With tears of terror in his eyes.

Clark tightly held the pinched and deformed notebook, looked at the mutilated and deformed heads in a complicated manner, and said hoarsely: "These are people who mysteriously disappeared from the castle, some are travelers who visited the castle, and some are from the castle. The servants here... they didn't disappear mysteriously, but were brutally killed by the earl and Valente."

(End of this chapter)