Lord of the Mysteries

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Sister, can you not ask which pot does not open which pot... Klein secretly vomits, only to feel that his head is beginning to take a pumping pain.

The knowledge that the original Lord forgot is not too much, and it is definitely quite a lot. I will interview after the day after tomorrow. How can I make up for it?

But also involved in a strange and horrible incident, how can I have the heart to "review"...

After a few words of his sister, Klein began to pretend to read the book, Melissa moved the chair, sat next to it, and started the homework with the light of the gas lamp.

The atmosphere was quiet and happy. At eleven o'clock, the brothers and sisters said good night to each other and went to bed.

............

Boom!

Hey!

Knock woke up from a dream as the door knocked.

He looked at the morning sun outside his eyes, his head tilted slightly and sat up:

"Who?"

What time is it? Why didn't Melissa wake me up?

"I, Dunn Smith." There was a steady male voice outside the door.

Dunn Smith? I don't know... Klein shakes his head and goes out to the door.

He opened the door and saw the police officer with gray eyes yesterday.

"What happened?" Kline asked with vigilance.

The ashes police officer answered with a serious expression:

"We found a coachman. He confirmed that you went to Mr. Welch's residence on the 27th, the day of the death of Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya, and it was the money that Mr. Welch paid for you. ""

Klein snorted and there was no horror and guilty conscience.

Because he was not lying at all, he felt that the evidence provided by the assailed police officer Dunn Smith was not as expected.

On June 27th, the original owner really went to Welch's residence. On the night of his return, he committed suicide and was exactly the same as Welch and Naya!

Klein opened his mouth and raised a bitter smile:

"This is not a strong enough evidence. It can't directly prove that I am related to Welch and Naya's death. To be honest, I also want to know the story and understand the experiences of my two poor friends, but, but I I really can't remember, I almost completely forgot what I did on the 27th, and you may not believe it. I rely on my own notes to make it hard to guess that I may have been to Welch's residence on the 27th."

"Psychological quality is good." Ashes police officer Dunn Smith nodded and did not see a smile and nodded.

"You should be able to hear my sincerity." Klein looked straight into the other's eyes.

I am telling the truth, of course, just part of the truth!

Dunn Smith did not respond immediately, and the line of sight swept the room for a lap:

"Mr. Welch lost a revolver, I think I should be able to find him here, right, Mr. Klein?"

Sure enough... Klein finally figured out the origin of the revolver, and his mind turned like a lightning jump, and made a decision in an instant.

He raised his hands halfway, stepped back, let the road open, and then pointed his chin to the bed:

"On the back of the bed."

He didn't specifically say the following one, because normal people wouldn't hide things on the back of the upper deck, which would make the visitors see at a glance.

The ashes police officer Dunn did not move forward and took a look at his mouth:

"Is there anything I want to add?

Klein replied without hesitation:

"Have!"

"When I woke up in the middle of the night, I found myself lying on the desk, next to the revolver, bullets on the wall, and it looked like I had experienced a suicide, but maybe I had no experience, I had never used a pistol, or I was scared at the last minute. In short, the bullet did not achieve the desired effect, my head is still intact, I lived to the present."

"And since then, I have forgotten some memories, including what I have done to Welch on the 27th, what I saw, I didn't lie, I really don't remember."

In order to clear the suspicion, in order to solve the strange incidents that entangled himself, Klein almost said everything, except for crossing and "party."

In addition, he has modified the wording so that every sentence can stand the test. For example, he did not say that the bullet did not hit his head, only mentioning that the expected effect was not achieved, and the head was still intact afterwards.

In the ears of others, the two almost express the same meaning, but in fact they are completely different.

The ashes police officer Dunn listened quietly and slowly opened his mouth:

"This is in line with my speculative development and the hidden logic of similar events. Of course, I don't know how you survived."

"You believe it, I don't know how I survived." Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

"But." Dunn threw a turning word. "I believe it's useless. Now you have a high suspicion. You must confirm with the 'expert' to confirm that you have really forgotten the encounter, or really did not directly lead to Wei. The death of Mr. Erqi and Ms. Naya."

He coughed and his expression became serious:

"Mr. Klein, please cooperate with the investigation, and we will go back to the police station. It will take two to three days, if you really have no problem."

“The expert is here?” Klein asked.

Didn't you say it for two days?

"She was earlier than we expected." Dunn leaned over his body and motioned for Klein to go out.

"I leave a note," Klein asked.

Benson is still on a business trip, Melissa went to school, can only leave a message to tell them something about Welch, let them not worry.

Dunn didn't care much about the nod:

"can."

Klein returned to his desk and found out the paper while he was thinking about the next thing.

To be honest, he really does not want to see the expert, after all, he still hides a bigger secret.

In the place where there are seven churches, under the premise that the "predecessor" Russell the Great was assassinated, the "crossing" of this kind of thing is mostly to enter the referee, to the arbitral tribunal!

However, there is no weapon, no fighting skills, no extraordinary power, where is the opponent of the professional police officer, not to mention, there are several Dunn's subordinates standing outside the door.

They pulled a gun and volleyed, and they even confessed!

"Call, take a step and take a step." Klein left the note, took the key, and followed Dunn out of the room.

In the dark corridor, four black-clothed policemen were on both sides and were very alert.

Hey, hey, hey, Klein is beside Dunn, stepping on the wooden stairs, step by step, and sometimes hear the sound of oh.

A four-wheeled single-horse carriage was parked outside the apartment. The side of the car was marked with a police system logo with a "double sword cross and a crown". It was as hot and crowded as every morning.

"Go up." Dunn gestured to Klein first.

Klein was just about to take a step, and suddenly a hawker selling oysters grabbed a customer and accused the other of being a thief.

The two sides wrestled and shocked the horses, and the surrounding became suddenly confused.

opportunity!

Klein couldn't think too much, slammed forward and rushed into the crowd.

Or shoving, or dodging, he fled wildly, heading for the other side of the street.

In the current situation, in order not to "see" the experts, I can only go to the pier outside the city, take the boat down the Tasok River, and flee to the capital Beckland, where the population is large and easy to hide.

Of course, you can also take the steam train, go east to the nearest port of Enmat, take the sea to Plitz, and then head to Beckland.

Not long after, Klein ran to the street and turned into Iron Cross Street, where several hireable carriages were parked.

"Go to the pier outside the city." Klein grabbed one of the hands and jumped on one of them.

He thought very clearly. You must deliberately mislead the chasing police. When the carriage leaves a distance, he will jump directly!

"Okay." The driver picked up the reins.

Hey, the carriage drove off the Iron Cross Street.

Just as Klein was preparing to jump, he suddenly found the carriage turning to another road, not the road to the outside of the city!

"Where are you going?" Klein snorted and asked.

"Go to Welch's residence..." The coachman's voice did not meet up and down.

what? Klein was amazed, the coachman turned his body, revealing a deep, indifferent gray eyelid, and it was a police officer, Dunn Smith!

"You!" Klein was frightened and inexplicably, and the whole man suddenly sat up.

Sit up? Klein looked left and right in confusion, and found that the red moon was shining outside the window, and the room was covered with "light yarn."

He reached out and touched his forehead, moist and cold, all with cold sweat, and the same feeling behind him.

"Having a nightmare..." Klein sighed slowly. "Fortunately, okay..."

He felt that his dreams were quite clear, and he could calmly think, which was quite strange.

After a slight easing, Klein took a look at the pocket watch and found that it was more than two o'clock in the middle of the night, so he whispered out of bed, and planned to go to the common bathroom to wash his face, and by the way, solve the problem of swelling of the lower abdomen.

Twisting the door, he came to the dim aisle, with a weak and indistinguishable moonlight, and his footsteps were very lightly close to the common bathroom.

Suddenly, he saw a figure in front of the window at the end of the corridor.

The figure is dressed in a black-like style that is shorter than the robes and longer than the dress.

The figure was semi-integrated into the darkness, bathed in the cold red moon.

The figure slowly turned over the body, his eyes were deep, gray, and indifferent.

Dunn Smith!