Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "Have you seen the great success of our course today?"

"Do not."

　　 Miss Audrey smiled and shook her head, "I saw a grand performance."

　　 Today’s course content has a lot to do with this house. Miss Audrey temporarily gave up the attempt to let Jenkins "guess things out of the air", this time we should start with what he is good at.

Section 790 Chapter 774 Detective Training (6/10)

　　 Fortune-tellers like to explain the predictions or the results of divination, saying that half is left, and sometimes even the half is not reached. Just like this time, Miss Audrey didn't want to explain what "grand performance" meant. She just told Jenkins not to care, fate always favors those who don't know anything.

　　 "You should be interested in why this place was abandoned?"

　　 "...The construction method is so unreasonable that it has become a dangerous house?"

　　 The woman was kept silent for a long time by Jenkins' simple guess. She gave up to refute Jenkins's words, but continued to explain herself:

"An extremely terrible thing happened here. All five people living in the house were killed. Among them, three people died tragically on the second floor where we were standing. Since then, there have been more haunted incidents. Passing pedestrians or working farmers witnessed it. Gradually, no one dared to approach here anymore."

　　 She looked at Jenkins thoughtfully:

　　 "I know you often encounter similar things recently, so today's test content is: before midnight comes, find out the truth that happened here that year."

　　 "The truth here?"

　　 Jenkins repeated the task requirements, and then looked around the somewhat empty second floor, where there is only a trace of time left:

　　 "Sorry, but... the truth here, hasn't it been investigated?"

　　 "No, the police station has not found a conclusion so far. This is an unsolved case."

　　 Miss Audrey nodded, and then prompted:

"There was no trace of the involvement of extraordinary forces in this incident back then, so the Church of Orthodox God did not participate in the investigation. When I found this place around Nolan, I conducted a more complicated divination. What happened here was more than expected. It's more complicated."

　　 This clearly shows that the tragedy here is related to extraordinary power. And once extraordinary power is involved, the investigation is obviously more complicated.

　　 "Which method should I use to investigate?"

　　 Jenkins asked again that the investigative method he usually uses has nothing to do with divination.

　　 "It is not limited, but I hope you can remember that this is a divination class, so during the investigation, please try to use divination."

"I see."

　　 Jenkins nodded again, and then took out the women's pocket watch in his pocket. It is now 6:47 in the evening. There is still a long time before midnight. He can take his time.

　　 There are very few relics left in the house, and the second floor is even more unobstructed. Jenkins does not know how the police who investigated back then collected evidence. He can only assume that the policemen back then were completely irresponsible, so now he needs to search the house from scratch.

　　 It is impossible for Miss Audrey to propose an unfinished task, and Jenkins believes that she can gain something.

　　 The most obvious thing on the second floor is the double bed. Jenkins decided to start here. He took out a pair of white gloves from his pocket and put on them—a must-have for an apprentice in an antique shop. Then he stood on his toes and touched the gauze tent above his head.

　　 "The quality is really good, I think it was a very expensive thing back then."

　　 While talking, looking back at Miss Audrey expectantly, the latter did not answer.

　　 There are no trademarks in the remaining part of the yarn tent. Jenkins simply checked it and looked down at the empty bed board. God knows where the original bedding went.

　　 Those wooden boards are now rotten, so they can be called wood dregs. Even if the possible evidence originally existed, I am afraid it has disappeared now. But as an apprentice in an antique shop, Jenkins didn't waste time teasing chocolate with his father all day. He picked up a piece of wood and sniffed it in front of his nose:

　　 "This is... Costa Oak?"

　　 This kind of tree is not uncommon, and it is distributed almost across the entire continent. But the problem is that, according to the customs of the country, this is a low-grade wood specially used as a material for coffins. There is no difference between using this kind of thing as a bed board in the eyes of ordinary citizens and directly sleeping in a tomb.

　　 "Yes, it is indeed Costa Oak."

　　 Jenkins muttered to himself, but this time it was an affirmative sentence, he would not mistake the taste. The scent of the decayed Costa oak is very unique, and a similar smell can sometimes be smelled from cheap funerary objects.

　　 "It's really interesting. Why do you use this kind of wood?"

　　 Jenkins muttered quietly, bent down and swept around under the bed with his cane, but nothing came out.

　　 "Can I ask the cause of death of the victims living here?"

　　 He turned around and asked, hoping to know more about it.

　　 "Shoot."

　　 Miss Audrey said, she didn't hide a little bit. She has been standing by the window with chocolate. The cat is a bit uncomfortable with the cold environment here, and seems to want to go home.

　　 "Shooting... OK."

　　 nodded, he checked the bed board again, hoping to find the bullet hole, but accidentally found a small hole in the corner of the bed board.

　　 "This size? Coffin nails?"

　　 He couldn't believe his judgment, but from the accumulated experience, it was indeed very similar to the traces of coffin nails. And if this is the case, then the residents here will not only use the material of the coffin to make the bed board, but directly make the coffin board into the bed board.

　　 "Are there any weird customs here? Or do they have to do it?"

　　 Jenkins couldn't find a reasonable explanation.

　　Because he couldn't find other clues, he temporarily gave up to continue checking the bed. Carrying the cane, he came to the wall again, but the rusty steam pipe could not give further directions for investigation.

　　 sighed, emptied his head and closed his eyes, making the mind clear. He just stood in place, hoping to get hints from inspiration through divination, but maybe he really has no talent for divination.

　　 sighed, then looked directly at his feet. In fact, he noticed a faint aura in the ground far away, but the conclusion drawn with the real eye was always suspected of "cheating".

　　 Now that Miss Audrey does not limit any way, it is not unacceptable to take a shortcut.

　　 "Is there a basement underground in the house?"

　　 he asked directly.

　　 "Oh? How did you know?"

　　 "Inspiration told me."

　　 Jenkins nodded and answered in the affirmative.

　　 The entrance to the basement is under the floor in the southeast corner of the first floor, and Miss Audrey believes that the police did not find here.

　　 After opening the entrance, an old and rotten smell rushed out. Jenkins had to wait for nearly twenty minutes before daring to enter. At the same time, he smelled some unusual smells.

Chapter 791 Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy-Fifth Deception and Corpse (7/10)

　　 Judging from the traces on the floor, the entrance to the basement has been sealed long ago. Someone peeled off a layer of wood on the surface of the floor, completely sealed the entrance with iron nails, and then covered the nails with wood of the same material to make the floor level.

　　 The black lacquered and wooden stairs may have originally existed, but they are now completely rotten. After jumping down, the landing sound was particularly harsh in the small space. Jenkins called out the miner's lamp held high, raised his head to look at his teacher and the cat was looking at him at the entrance.

　　 "I saw a skeleton curled up in the corner. This is the gifter! Yes, this must be the gifter! I saw some materials that only we can use!"

　　 He said loudly, then clutched his nose and continued to approach the skeleton, guessing that the coffin board on the second floor originally belonged to him.

　　 The aura of the materials next to the corpse is the color Jenkins observed from a distance. Those materials seemed to constitute a simple ritual, but because of the passage of time, it was nearly destroyed.

　　 Jenkins will never trigger it boldly, this is quite stupid. However, after observing, he still found a clue. Long ago, he had whispered at the end of the month (132) and obtained a special ceremony [Sound Preservation Array], but he never used it because of the lack of core material [Sound-absorbing stone].

　　 The vague ritual in front of him is obviously the same as the knowledge in Jenkins' mind, and to start this ritual, a special keyword is needed.

　　 "...revenge?"

　　 He tried to say, but there was no response.

　　 "Coffin?"

　　 "The gifter?"

　　 "Resentment?"

　　 "Last words?"

As soon as the word 　　 was uttered, a certain area of ​​the ground lit up with a faint golden light.

　　 Jenkins waited quietly for a few seconds, and then heard the husky man’s voice emanating from the light:

"I'm... Si Sharon... Passing by here, staying overnight... Coveting my belongings and killing me... White Oak Pedestrian Street in Nolan City , Watson Dentist...Be careful of the contents in the coffin, it is...very terrifying, and must not be obtained by the evil ones."

　　 After too long, the last words that can be conveyed are intermittent. But there are many important contents, at least Jenkins knows the surname of the deceased.

　　 If his understanding is correct, the deceased in front of him should have stayed at this family's house some day in the past, carrying a coffin. But he didn't expect that the residents here were murderous because of the belongings of the lone travelers, and the low-level gifters actually died because of the negligence for a while. His body was abandoned in the basement, and his belongings were raided, and even the coffin that was transported was made into a bed by a stupid country farmer.

　　 But Jenkins still doesn't know the truth about the tragedy that happened here.

　　 "Did you hear that?"

　　 He turned around and asked Miss Audrey, she nodded and replied:

"I heard, I haven't opened the basement before. I didn't expect this kind of ritual. But the result is the same as the result of my divination. Now you are on the right path, but you still haven't seen it. the truth."

　　 "There are still two hours until midnight, I think I will succeed."

　　 Jenkins assured.

　　 The basement has no clues other than the bones and the rituals hidden behind them. But Jenkins thought about the rumors of haunting nearby, so he thought that maybe he could find clues to rely on ghosts to find the next.

　　 After returning to the ground from the basement, he pretended to be pacing inside the building, but actually used the real eye to search for the hidden soul. After being promoted to Level 4, these eyes have been improved again. Although they can observe spirits that are invisible to the naked eye at a greater distance, "farther" is obviously not as convenient as the observation of auras.

　　 He turned around but did not find the soul he expected. He looked at his teacher suspiciously, and the woman shook her head:

　　 "I didn't intervene in anything here, but maybe you can wait."

　　 So Jenkins waited quietly for a while.

　　 At about eleven o'clock in the evening, red and blue moonlight was projected from high above into the farmland next to the building. This is not downtown Nolan, not even the outskirts of Nolan City. The fog in the city can't affect here, so moonlight can be reflected on the ground completely.

　　 The snow surface immediately bulged up a large area, and in Jenkins' eyes, there was almost unobservable black aura in a small area outside the house.

　　 "Did you notice?"

　　 Seeing Jenkins frowned subconsciously, Miss Audrey asked.

　　 "Yes, I feel that something bad is outside."

　　 "This is normal. You have the ability to live and die at the same time, and it is normal to be sensitive to the undead."

As soon as 　　 said, the two opened the door and walked outside the house. I saw five decomposing corpses of various sizes crawling out of the mud. The decay of these corpses was a little unusual, and it looked more like a layer of disgusting mud.

"These are the bodies of the Francis family who lived here. After the investigation, the police in the village and town buried them here. Don't ask me why it is not the cemetery in the village. It is said that the relationship between this family and the village is very poor, otherwise. They won’t live in such a place...After that, every month on the strongest day of the moon, they will come out of the ground..."

　　 Miss Audrey gave a background introduction intimately, and watched with Jenkins the five corpses crawling out completely.

　　 From the information she provided, it can be known that the death time of the Francis family should be less than a year away from the person they killed in the basement. The corpse in the basement has become bones, and these five are like ghosts, which is obviously not right.

　　 "They don't look strong. I have never seen such kind of undead, but they should be considered low-level undead."

　　 The five decomposing corpses ignored the two living people, circling around the house aimlessly, but they never left this area. This is the truth about the haunted surroundings, but unfortunately this is a small place, and these things are not coming out every day, so the church has never received news to investigate.

　　 "What is in the coffin is a trick? The dead gifter was transporting a trick but was unfortunately killed by this greedy family?"

　　 "Oh, Jenkins, I'm really surprised. Did you see the truth? Or is inspiration reminding you?"

　　 The woman asked in a little surprise. There are many possibilities that are now presented. The special items that can revive the undead are more than tricks, but Jenkins guessed the truth at once.

Section 792 Chapter Seven Hundred and Seventy-Six The Truth (8/10)

　　 "It was inspiration that gave me a hint..."

　　 Jenkins lied against the moonlight, but it was actually the black aura of the corpse itself, which was quite an obvious hint. With some luck, it is easy to guess this. Knowing this, it is easy to speculate about the following things:

"Since these five people all died from gunshot wounds, they must have been killed by living people. And the trick that caused them to become this way disappeared. Let's guess that the trick was the possession of the deceased in the basement. Not the murderer. Then the murderer must be the gifter...someone killed the residents here for that trick; or the deceased Sharon’s friend came to avenge him!"

　　 Miss Audrey laughed, she also took out her pocket watch:

　　 "It's half an hour before midnight, and I want to get a definite answer. Now you have guesses, but it's not the only one. Tell me now, which answer do you choose?"

　　 This is the second choice, because Jenkins only proposed two conjectures. And if there is no problem with the previous guess, then Jenkins picks any one, and there is a half probability of guessing right.

　　 He is not good at choosing, so he looked down at the chocolate.

　　 "The left is robbery, and the right is revenge."

　　 He thought, and then saw that the chocolate's tail was more to the left.

"My conclusion is that Sharon the Gifter stayed at this family's house while transporting a dangerous deceit, but was killed by the owner here because of an accident. The coffin he was transporting was opened and the deceit inside was opened. It continued to affect the body of the Francis family. Soon after, the benefactor who coveted the deceit appeared and killed five people, took the thing away, and the Francis after death became because of the influence of the deceit. It looks like this now...Is that so?"