Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 85
Dan makes enough money from playing games to support himself, and his brother doesn't need his support.But after he got married, his expenses suddenly increased, and his income from boxing matches alone could not support his family.

At the suggestion of his younger brother, he started to play match-fixing. The two of them worked together perfectly, and the income from each match-fixing was more than what he earned from playing ten games.But his wife couldn't accept that he smelled of alcohol every night and came home bruised and bruised, and eventually divorced him. Their daughter was only three years old at this time.

Match-fixing will always be exposed. After Pulitzer couldn't survive, Dan and his brother came to Backlund.This was a big city, and there were more bars than he could count. He played a few games in one bar and then moved to the next one, so no one else found out about it.

The ex-wife also came to Backlund to treat her daughter.She gave Dan a bank account and asked him to pay medical expenses and child support regularly. However, he only saw his daughter for a few times, and by then his daughter could no longer recognize him.

He was recognized while playing a game in a tavern in Backlund's East District. He was chased and intercepted by gangs and fled to Tingen, and his health was getting worse day by day.

Chris looked at the smoke ring Dan blew out and didn't know what to say.

"Ahem, by the way, have you practiced fighting before? I've never seen your moves before. They look fancy but very effective." Dan stubbed out the cigarette butt and threw it to the ground.

Chris nodded.

"Okay, it's time for me to go, my brother is still waiting for me," Dan rolled over the cigarette butt with his foot and smiled, "I hope we can compete again in the future."

In a cheap hotel in the dock area

The second floor of the hotel has been cordoned off by the police. There was a murder here last night, and the hotel owner had to cut the room rate in half to keep his guests.

The crime scene was well protected and the boss immediately contacted the police after the body was discovered.

Albert half-crouched on the ground and looked at the ground with something like a magnifying glass. Blood stains and messy footprints were clearly visible on the dusty ground.

"The blood spattered from the side of the bed." Albert looked up and said to Horik. Next to him was Nighthawk Frye, who was staring at the boy's body on the bed and holding his hand.

Fry touched the boy's cold wrist. The veins were highlighted on the pale skin, and the roots were intertwined like complex lines on porcelain.

"Black Dahlia Toxin." Frye identified this rare toxin at a glance.This is the basic quality of being a "corpse collector".

"It's the same as what Chris said..." Albert thought. Chris told him in the morning that the "mole" held this toxin. He also quietly handed himself a few packets of herbs, saying that they would be useful to Fred.

Albert didn't think about why Chris knew this. Maybe it was the extraordinary ability of the "Secret Peeper", or maybe it was because of some other reasons.

If a person has become an Extraordinary before joining the official Extraordinary team, then he cannot become one of them. The only intersection between them is that wild Extraordinary people will enter the common watch list of the three official forces.

So, Chris doesn't have any chance of becoming a Heart of the Machine team member.But after the tequila tavern theft, a confidential telegram from the Sanctuary forced Albert to be accommodating to him and actively invited him to join the Heart of Machinery.He even suspected that Chris was the inspector assigned to him by the church, so he has been trying to maintain his relationship with Chris.

Frye had no expression on his face. He stood up and said flatly, "'Mole' has this kind of poison, which is very dangerous."

"And he is so ruthless that he won't even spare his children." Albert lowered his head and drew a triangle of light on his chest.

"There are no valuable clues here," Frye took out a white shroud and looked at Horik, "Do you mind helping me?"

In the West District, Iron Cross Street Middle Street has returned to normal. The heavy rain that fell from the sky washed the street clean, and the Nighthawks and the Mechanical Heart also cleaned up the "Mole"'s apartment.

There are two crossed seals posted outside the apartment, posted by the "landlord", and a brand new lock is hung on them.

Although Chris is already a "fighting scholar", his strength is not enough to destroy this new lock.Moreover, if it is destroyed, it may cause misunderstanding.

Chris turned around and walked to the public washroom at the end. He held his nose and got into the stall at the end of the washroom, chanting the name of the unknown god.

It was still dark on the Island of Stars. The moon rose on the horizon. There was a sparkling mirror image on the sea. At a glance, it seemed that the moon on the sea was real.

He looked at the glorious "Lord of Mysteries" in front of him, and suddenly realized that he had not opened it for a long time.

He can only read the first volume now, and he can conjure the mentioned items without owners from it. He has three chances every 24 hours.

Chris stretched out his finger, and the pages of the book turned. Starlight-like bright spots radiated from it into the air and slowly disappeared, like two magnets hiding the opposite sex.

For him, this book is the ending of those people.Chris resisted it from the bottom of his heart.Every time he watched the end of the first film, he felt as if he had returned to the tequila tavern and saw the unsmiling Dunn Smith falling asleep to him.

After knowing that this book contains their endings, can you still read it openly?

Chris felt that every time he read it, the people who died in the first volume would flash back in his mind, but the images in the flashback were real.

He was scared for no reason.

He retracted his finger, and there was a page standing in the middle. He slowly fell down and smashed out a piece of starlight.

Chris took two steps back and gathered his spiritual driving star spirit body. He wanted to use his spirit body to fly into the scene where Horik and "Mole" were fighting for a second investigation.

After passing through a dizzying whirlpool, the dark bathroom appeared in front of him, but he knew that this was not reality, but the spiritual world.

The distance was very close, and he wasn't worried that he would encounter the terrifying spiritual monster like last time.

Chris flew towards Mole's apartment and easily passed through the locked door.

The crime scene had been cleaned up, and even the crooked sofa had been put back into place, as if nothing had happened.

Chris restrained his spirituality and prevented excessive inspiration from spreading freely in the spiritual world. His goal was concentrated in this room.

Feeling inspired, he flew to the left. There was a pot and some bottles and jars on the semi-open kitchen stove. The containers containing black dahlia toxin and nitroglycerin had been taken away, but there were still residues in them. Traces of it, Chris discovered this.

He reached out and touched the stove, and the smooth marble surface gave him a cold touch.His sense of touch was diminished during astral flight, a subconscious feeling he had.

(End of this chapter)