The red moon returns

Chapter 7 Randall House
  Mick Randall, thirty-eight years old, single.

Living in a mansion with more than a dozen servants.

This is the information transferred from the Hall of Order by Kuai Ma, with a resume as clean as a newborn baby.

Officer Angel tore up his meaningless resume, kicked open the courtyard gate, and led the team in.

The closer he got to the mansion, the more obvious the depression in Lin Qi's heart became.

You don’t even need to ask witnesses to understand that this is the mysterious atmosphere perceived by inspiration, so obvious that it is far stronger than the feeling of looking at photos.

[Yes, Awakened One, you have sensed the mysterious filth, at least in two places. 】

Um? Two strange objects? Or at least?
  [The rest also come from mysterious filth, but they are not necessarily strange objects. 】

Got it, can I know what it is all about?

I don't know if it was an illusion, but Lin Qi felt that the gentle voice paused for half a second before answering as always:
  [The distance is close enough to distinguish. 】

It seems you can't be too greedy, thank you.

As he thought to himself, a group of people in blue uniforms rushed in, but there was no movement in the mansion.

None of the servants he was supposed to meet showed up, only the lights and shadows in the mansion remained.

The police officer Natalie beside her looked normal. She was wearing a windbreaker and top hat, holding a sword. Her steps were firm and steady.

"Is it okay if they follow in?" Lynch asked softly.

"Just looking directly or touching briefly does not constitute establishing a relationship. On the contrary, it will not be affected. I will not let them die." Officer Natalie shook her head and said, "But the atmosphere here is obviously not right. If it really happens after a while, If an accident occurs, please pay attention to your own safety, and as an ordinary person, never run around."

Lynch nodded, probably guessing that the reason why this lady was so unfriendly at the beginning tonight was because she had been tricked like this, but he didn't ask any more questions and just followed closely behind the police officer.

The door to the mansion was actually open, and the lights were brightly lit inside.

A thin man in a black formal suit stood in the middle of the hall opposite the door, with his hands stretched out in a welcoming gesture.

Mick Randall.

Lynch narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were already fixed on Randall from a few meters away.

He was the one who almost let himself die again.

Anger surged in his heart, and Lin Qi wanted to rush over and punch this fair face, but now he could only take deep breaths to control his intense emotions.

"welcome."

Randall took off his hat and bowed, smiling as usual:

"Mr. Leviv, it's nice to see you again. I thought we could meet again in the Ladis kitchen."

"It's not too late to meet again, Mr. Randall." Lynch slowly loosened his clenched fists, took off his hat and bowed, saying as calmly as possible, "At least we are standing here before the countdown ends. Well, even if it takes some detours, it’s worth it.”

"It's a bit late, haha." Randall smiled and made an invitation gesture toward the stairs behind him, "Then please come in. I have prepared high-quality black tea for you two as a farewell to Mr. Leviv. It’s a gift, I hope you two can appreciate it.”

"I'm not in the mood for tea, especially with you." Officer Natalie walked towards the gate with her sword expressionlessly, "Where are the servants in the mansion?"

"It's so late, of course they've rested, their work is over."

The policewoman's face darkened, and she estimated that the servants might have met the same fate as Granville, and she whispered gloomily:

"Hand over the statue and I can spare you the death penalty."

Randall spread his hands and said: "Mr. Leviv testifies, I have no chance to see any statues, hahaha."

"So……"

Just when Lynch thought Ms. Natalie was going to say something, the police officer suddenly activated her figure and appeared in front of Randall in an instant, punching him hard in the face.

Poof, the fist penetrated Randall's head directly, but it was like penetrating a phantom.

Holographic projection? Lin Qi was shocked and held back the low cry that reached his lips.

The punch was followed by a knee, but the effect was the same, going straight through Randall's body.

"Rough, too rough."

Randall smiled and dusted his clothes, shook his head and said:
  "Your Excellency, Police Officer, this is not appropriate to treat a law-abiding citizen of the kingdom."

"The magical effect of blurring oneself? Okay." Officer Natalie looked at Randall, tried to take a deep breath to calm down, and pointed into the mansion, "Search for the statue."

A dozen people in blue uniforms immediately swarmed behind him, bypassing Randall in front of the door and rushing in.

However, Randall did not stop him at all. He stood beside Officers Lynch and Natalie like a gentleman and said softly: "Officer, don't you plan to continue trying?" "Huh, I'm not interested in wasting..."

Before he finished speaking, the boots had already swept over Randall's head, and his long legs swung in the air, making a sound of breaking through the air, but once again passed through Randall's smiling face.

"Haha, what a pity. If the police officer wants to continue trying, I will cooperate at any time." Randall was as attentive as a law-abiding citizen of the kingdom. "If you are tired, let them search slowly. I will accompany you two to rest in the living room." , don’t worry, I’m very patient, please.”

Officer Natalie took a deep breath to calm her heaving chest, placed her right hand on the hilt of her sword, and leaned forward slightly.

Randall patted his clothes, turned and walked towards the stairs without even looking at it.

The police officer's eyes turned cold, and just before she drew her sword, a hand suddenly held her wrist.

The fierce eyes turned to Lynch instantly, and the venom in his eyes made Lynch's heart beat violently, but he just stared at Officer Natalie and squeezed hard on his hand: "Be patient for now and see what the situation is."

"Humph."

The tense wrist softened, Officer Natalie flicked her long hair, and followed Randall to the second floor with a straight face.

Lin Qi immediately followed him, thinking to himself, with the distance between me and him now, if he was carrying a strange object, you should be able to tell the difference.

[It’s not me who can tell, it’s you, the awakened one. Your perception distance is about three meters. 】

So this inspiration is still mine, but you helped me strengthen it?

[Yes, everything is based on your own abilities. 】

I understand. Thanks to my traveling companion, it now proves that Officer Natalie made a mistake in judgment. I understand, and I will continue to rely on you in the future.

Going up to the second floor is the living room of the mansion. It is called a living room, but it is actually a large room with a wide view. On the far wall hangs a row of huge oil paintings, all of which are portraits. They should be the ancestors of the Randall family.

The decoration of the living room is quite luxurious, with valuable antiques placed on the cabinets and a brightly colored sofa placed in the middle of the living room.

"Please." Randall looked at the clock and said with a smile, "Oh, it's 22:10, how long is it, Mr. Leviv?"

Lynch asked Officer Natalie to take a seat, then pulled up his sleeves to reveal his withered arms.

"One hour and fifty minutes...hiss~"

As soon as he lifted it up, Lynch's heart tightened. Ms. Natalie beside him also clenched her fists and her breathing became a little heavy.

The witheredness on the arms has spread to the armpits unknowingly, and is spreading towards the heart.

"So what I said just now is that it's a bit late, Mr. Leviev." Randall chuckled, "Oh, I feel sorry for you. Is there anything I can do to help you? Haha, just ask, I will try my best to fulfill your...last wish."

Seeing the footsteps of death approaching quickly, Lynch looked gloomy, clutched the armrest of the sofa tightly, and said coldly, "Okay, take out the statue."

"Don't say nonsense like this without evidence in the future, but you have no future, haha." Randall said with a smile, "You haven't completed my commission yet. Where did I get the statue?"

"Phew, I don't want to get into a verbal argument, Mr. Randall, but I'm a little confused. I don't remember offending you in any way, so why is it specifically targeting me this time?"

"Huh? You are very sensitive, Mr. Leviv."

"My name is on Granville's death note, Mr. L." Lynch said with a sullen face, "The statue was specially given to me, and those few people were just implicated in the process. It seems that I have at most one or two Hours of time, and you don’t mind Officer Angell’s attitude very much. So as a gentleman, shouldn’t you fulfill my dying wish?”

"To be honest, if possible, I don't want to involve you." Randall shook his head, "Unfortunately, I can't help it. This is necessary, and I will tell you the reason when I mourn you in the future. .”

Lynch gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to go to the grave with doubts?"

"I'm sorry, but this is a predetermined result. You won't be able to find the statue. I have this confidence. So tonight, Mr. Leviv, you will definitely die, and you, Mr. Police Officer, because you can't find any conclusive evidence , there is no way to accuse me. On the contrary, I will accuse you of your brutal behavior in the House of Commons. You should think about how to explain it at that time, hahaha."

Lynch said in a low voice: "So I can only wait to die?"

Before he finished speaking, a man in blue uniform hurried over and whispered something in Officer Natalie's ear.

The police officer's hand holding the sofa had veins exposed. Obviously the search results were not ideal. She glanced at Lynch sympathetically and said in a deep voice: "Search again, search every corner."

Randall spread his hands and said leisurely: "It seems that I don't need to say more about the answer. I just said that you can't find the statue. Don't worry, I will go to your tombstone to mourn you."

"Thank you, but I prefer to do this myself." Lynch stared closely at Randall's smiling face and sneered softly, "Then answer my last question."

"Okay, I'm being generous."

"You are so sure that we will not be able to find the statue. Is it related to the existence of at least two strange objects in this building?" Lynch stared at Randall unblinkingly. "Can you explain, apart from the fact that you use In addition to the miraculous object that I came to protect myself, what’s the matter with the other filth coming from the mysterious miraculous object?”

Officer Natalie looked at Lynch with a strange expression, while Randall's smile stopped and he instinctively took a step back, looking at Lynch with a cold expression in surprise.

"Unfortunately, generous Mr. Randall, I see through your trick."

(End of this chapter)