I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

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"These two are my friends..."

Lynn said as he walked into the living room, he suddenly saw Sifa, was stunned for two seconds, then laughed and said to Cromwell: "Tell me, am I dazzled, otherwise, how could I see one? Good friends are here."

Cromwell's expression was cold, but the corners of his mouth raised slightly and said, "You have no dazzling."

"I knew it." Lynn laughed, unlike a veiled Luen, hugged Xifa hard and whispered, "Thank you, my friend, I am already a ‘bribery’."

"In addition, I have already cashed out your stock, plus the principal, the total is 15,000 pounds."

Xifa's mood at the moment was like drinking honey, and it was sweet to his heart. 15,000 pounds! Lynn helped him earn nearly twice, even in Backlund, this asset is enough to be called a rich man!

"This is really the best news I have heard recently."

Xifa responded with a smile, and let go of his hand, allowing Lynn to step back a few steps.

Next, the lawyer introduced the two friends he brought to the arbitrator and Xifa.

"This is Talim Dumont, he is a noble equestrian teacher; this is the well-known surgeon Alan Cres."

Lynn added: "They are also my friends, and in addition, they are also my important customers."

Xifa looked at the two men.

Talim has short brown curly hair, a smile on the corners of his mouth, and flexible eyes. He looks like a talkative person.

Dr. Allen is tall and thin, wears gold-rimmed glasses, and looks cold. He doesn't feel that he is the type to get along with people easily.

It seems that these two should also make some investment on Lynn's side.

Otherwise, lawyers would not call them ‘clients’.

Cromwell brought three more cups of coffee before asking, "Why are you here."

"I want you for something."

Lynn regarded this as his home, enthusiastically greeted the equestrian teachers and doctors to sit down, and then said: "To be precise, it is Talim's friend who seems to have some trouble."

"I remember you said that you just completed a commission recently, so I brought them over to see if you could help."

Cromwell said coldly: "I have a new commission, but it can't be completed in one or two days, so... you can talk about it in detail."

"So, Talim, right?" The lawyer looked at the equestrian teacher.

After catching his curly hair, Talim said hesitantly: "I have a friend, and things are not quite right these days."

Usually, ‘I have a friend’ is equivalent to ‘myself’. Does this equestrian teacher have any concealment that must be told in this way?

Xifa allowed his thoughts to radiate freely. As an observer, he listened without saying a word, smiling.

"He is a painter. He is good at figure painting. He used to paint for nobles and ladies and ladies."

"But not long ago, he suffered from no creative inspiration and fell into a low point. So I suggested that he can go to the East Side to observe the characters there and create some subjects that are closer to life and closer to reality."

Talim said this with a wry smile: "He accepted my suggestion, and during this time he often walked around the Eastern District. Just two days ago, I saw him. I almost didn't recognize him. He looked like A tramp."

"But his eyes were shining, and he told me that he had found a great model. It was a girl, fifteen or sixteen years old, and he described to me the girl's purity, simplicity, and hard work."

"He told me that this girl is a woman washing worker who has been engaged in this job since she was very young, but she never gave up studying. He saw light in this girl, and he was in the East District every day while observing the girl. While using her as the material for creation."

Sifa and Cromwell exchanged glances, and the arbitrator said, "You want to say that this painter fell in love with this woman washing worker and got into some kind of trouble."

"No, it would be great if it was so."

Talim took out a few rolled up drawing papers: "This is the manuscript he showed me when I saw him the day before yesterday. I was shocked..."

The equestrian teacher spread out the drawing paper and saw a girl painted inside, with beautiful features, but her eyes were darker and she looked a little malnourished. She was washing the laundry, and there was nothing strange about it.

On the other pieces of drawing paper, the girl was painted, with a bust, profile, and full-length portrait.

No matter which one it is, the girl in the painting has no expression on her face, just like a walking dead.

But even so, Sifa didn't feel strange, and Cromwell directly expressed his doubts: "Sorry, I don't see anything strange?"

Dr. Allen, who was silent on the side, said coldly at this time: "She is not wearing shoes, and then, look at the thumb on her right foot."

When he was reminded like this, Xifa looked carefully, and sure enough, in every painting, the girl in it didn't wear shoes. Moreover, on the thumb of the girl's right leg, there was something like a sign hanging on it.

"That's the identification card for the corpse." Dr. Allen explained concisely.

Suddenly, Xifa felt that the indoor temperature had dropped a few degrees.

This is really like listening to ghost stories...

Talim nodded and said: "After I met him, I went to the Cragg Club. Both I and Allen were members there. Allen accidentally saw these paintings and pointed out that the girl may be hanging at her feet. Corpse identification card."

"I was terrified. The next day I took these manuscripts and went to the police station in the Eastern District. I inquired some information from the husband there, and it turned out that the girl in the painting was called Ginny. Last week, she was mercilessly killed."

"Yes, she was also the victim of the terrifying serial homicide case some time ago."

"But now, now my friend sees her and even paints her..."

Cromwell frowned and said, "Then what do you hope I can do for you?"

"Find my friend, find Palliston and bring him back to keep him away from danger." Talim said somewhat reproachfully. "If it weren't for me, he wouldn't go to such a dangerous place and would not touch him. When it comes to such a weird thing, I have thought about asking the police to help, but I am worried that they will send me to a lunatic asylum."

"In addition, my identity does not allow me to do such extraordinary things. It will affect my image and damage my income."

The arbitrator said a little surprised: "This Mr. Palliston~www.readwn.com~ didn't tell you, where did he create in the Eastern District?"

Talim shook his head and said, "I didn't ask, he didn't say. That's why I blame myself."

"Well, I can help with the investigation. But the Eastern District is not a small place. If you don't have any clues, it will take a while to find your friend." Cromwell glanced at Lynn, spreading his hands, and said There is no good way.

The equestrian teacher whispered: "I haven't seen him for two days. I am worried that he will have an accident. Please find him as soon as possible. I will pay you 5 pounds, no, 10 pounds."

The arbitrator patiently explained: "Mr. Talim, this is not a question of money."

At this time, they heard a soft cough.

Then Xifa leaned forward slightly: "I have a way."

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