Mystery: Lucky

When Klein and Dr. Allen arrived here, they saw Alice holding the tree trunk and staring at the ground with a distorted expression.

Dr. Allen stopped walking, and before he could react, Klein, disguised as detective Sherlock Moriarty, did what a detective should do - he blocked his employer behind him.

Alice raised her head following the footsteps, looking at the strangeness and vigilance pretended on Klein's face. The corners of her mouth twitched twice before she stopped the desire to laugh, and she pinched her eyebrows with a headache and said:

"Call the police."

"Call the police?" Dr. Allen looked at the scene in confusion.

"... You don't want to see what's under this tree, believe me." Alice said, looking at the branch that stood like a signpost.

Dr. Allen looked at the birch tree he had seen in his dream, and then looked at the branch on the ground, and suddenly remembered the scene at the end of the dream.

——Will Auceptin was sitting by the root of the tree at that time, pointing his finger at the ground!

He looked at Alice and suddenly thought of a possibility. He asked excitedly, "Did you find anything?"

"..." Alice frowned and looked at Klein in confusion.

Realizing that Alice might be regarded as a "professional", Klein tried to use his extraordinary ability to hold back his expression and said calmly, "Madam, you'd better tell me what's underneath."

"...Are you sure you want to see it?" Alice decided to ask Dr. Allen for his opinion one last time.

Dr. Allen's expression became tangled, and he hesitated and asked, "Will this have any bad effects on me?"

"...You might be disgusted." Alice hesitated and replied.

"I'm a surgeon." Dr. Allen shook his head, looking very confident in his knowledge of his profession.

After staring at him for two seconds, Alice gave up trying to dissuade him and said, "Can you borrow a few shovels?"

"Okay." Dr. Allen left the woods without refusing.

After Dr. Allen left, Klein put away his disguise, walked in with doubt and asked, "What is underneath?"

"...Will Auceptin's body," Alice replied expressionlessly, "The skin and flesh have almost melted into the soil, and countless insects are crawling around in his body, crawling in and out of his mouth and nose from time to time..."

"Enough." Klein interrupted Alice's detailed description, and his expression became as distorted as Alice's at the beginning.

Alice obediently stopped talking, then looked at Klein solemnly and said, "So, you come to dig later."

Klein suddenly wanted to curse.

Dr. Allen soon came back with three shovels and a gravekeeper that he had exchanged for money. At that time, Klein and Alice had returned to the distance at the beginning.

Great. Alice counted the number of shovels and sighed silently, then tapped the ground with her foot and said to them: "It's probably this position, dig it up."

Dr. Allen was very tactful and distributed the shovels to Klein and the gravekeeper.

Alice looked at Dr. Allen and the gravekeeper with pity, stepped back a few steps and turned her head, trying to avoid seeing it.

Until the sound of a shovel hitting a stone was heard, Alice turned her head.

The shovel in Allen's hand fell and hit a stone. He pointed at the exposed corpse with his finger, and his body and lips trembled violently.

Alice sighed, walked over to observe the corpse, and after a moment, she came to the conclusion that the dream was more disgusting.

Allen saw Alice and seemed to have just come to his senses. Regardless of whether Alice could understand or not, he shouted at her in a trembling voice:

"Will Auceptin! Will Auceptin!"

Alice sighed and said gently, "I have advised you not to look at it a long time ago."

Klein looked at Alice hesitantly, then turned to the frightened gravekeeper and said, "Call the police."

"Okay, okay." The gravekeeper was stunned at first, then picked up the shovel on the ground and ran away from the woods without looking back.

Alice looked at his lost shoes and fell into deep thought.

Klein continued to do what a mature adult should do. He walked to Alan Kress, patted him and said, "There's nothing to be afraid of. He's already dead."

"...It's because he's already dead that people are afraid," Alan calmed down a little. He raised his head, looked at Alice and asked, "Why are you here?"

Alice was silent for a moment and said, "...This is the revelation of fate."

Of course, this is the answer that should be given. Alan opened his mouth and suddenly didn't know what to say.

Klein smiled and said, "At this time, praying to the gods you believe in has a good effect."

"Really?" Alan was stunned for a moment, tapped his chest four times clockwise, and chanted in a low voice, "The goddess of the night who is higher than the starry sky and longer than eternity, your devout believer prays for your favor..."

Alice looked at his pious expression and reflected on herself seriously. After finding that Klein also bowed his head to pray, in order not to make herself look out of place, she also prayed.

Twenty minutes later, they sat in the police interrogation room.

Klein told the police frankly that he was just a private detective who had been commissioned to investigate and had no idea what had happened, thus clearing himself of all charges.

Then came Dr. Allen, who described his dream, the reason for digging up the body, and the situation at the scene. Obviously, no police officer accepted his outrageous explanation.

The pressure came to Alice, and Alice said after a moment of silence: "This is the revelation of fate."

The police officer looked like he wanted to teach Alice a lesson, but unfortunately, he was hurriedly called out before he could do so.

A moment later, he walked in with a blue-eyed night watchman - Alice guessed it was the night watchman, after all, this was the West District.

Then, Klein and Allen were freed, leaving only Alice and the strange night watchman in the interrogation room.

"Ms. Briar Rose?" the other party confirmed.

Alice nodded.

"Why are you there?" he asked.

"This is the revelation of fate." Alice repeated again.

The other party was silent for a moment, and couldn't help asking: "Are you... from the School of Life?"

"I'm not," Alice smiled, "but I'm from the Path of 'Destiny'."

"..." The other party opened his mouth, gave up, and invited, "I heard that you believe in the goddess... Are you willing to provide us with some help?"

The former Night Watchman Alice fell into deep thought.