Red Moon Returns

Lynch knew he might be in the right place.

This is Triangle Street, a very inconspicuous street at the junction of King District, River Valley District and Gray Fog District.

There is a two-story building at the entrance of the alley. A thorn flower is carved on the door, which is considered a sign. There are two strong men guarding the door on both sides. From time to time, you can see people coming in and out quickly and covertly.

It seems to be just a very ordinary private club, no different from the thousands of clubs in Rhine City.

The premise is that you ignore the prompts in your consciousness.

In less than ten minutes of standing in the shadow of the gas street lamp at the entrance of the alley, the prompts in my mind rang five times.

At least five strange objects passed by in a majestic manner. With such frequency, Lin Qi would not believe that it was not an industry related to mystery.

He estimated that this was probably an underground market where rare items were traded.

Can you get in or not? Lynch asked himself silently.

Mrs. Bessie's fierce reaction has not been forgotten, and Officer Natalie's determination to go into danger alone is still before her eyes. She is just an ordinary person, armed with a few broken weapons, do she really want to break in like this? What's the difference between dying and dying?

However, she may have already gone in.

His savior, Officer Natalie, the first sincerely kind person to him since time travel, was involved because he wanted to hug his thigh. He went in to face the terrifying existence that could make Mrs. Bessie collapse just by existing.

Are you just watching from the sidelines? Is that still a human being?

If something happens to the police officer, Lynch believes that even if he survives, he will never forgive himself for the rest of his life. It is better to live and die together.

What's more, it's not necessarily death. I'm weak against everyone else, but against such a soul-devouring high-ranking being, I have a secret weapon. It should be effective, traveling companion.

【During the journey, you can see all the scenery. 】

With your words, I am even more scared, thank you.

Lynch touched the pistol and the ring, gritted his teeth, shook his cane and left the shadows, heading towards the dim entrance of the small building.

Some passers-by had been chased away by the strong man at the door, but Lynch still walked straight over.

Don’t squint your eyes and be confident.

The fact that Natalie was able to bring Mrs. Maggie and little Martha in back then showed that the restrictions here were actually not strict. Under this premise, as long as there was a legitimate reason, she shouldn't be too embarrassed.

Give it a try and hope it's right.

"Hey, don't leave." Sure enough, the strong man guarding the door blocked Lynch, "What are you going to do?"

Lynch took a breath, took out the fiery lady's passion and shook it: "This is my first time here, there is something I want to take action on."

The two strong men were silent. Lin Qi lowered his gaze, feeling nervous, but still trying to remain calm.

"Where's the secret code? Don't know? It would be difficult for us to do anything without the secret code." The strong man looked at Lin Qi suspiciously.

"Well, she seemed to have mentioned a secret code, but I forgot about it." Lynch scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Who?"

Lynch chose the safest answer: "A red-haired lady always smoked a pipe. She didn't want to accept it in the store, so she asked me to come here to try it."

"Mrs. Bessie, why have you forgotten everything? Isn't this making things difficult for us? Forget it, go in. Don't wander around when you are here for the first time. You have entered a place you shouldn't have gone. If you disappeared mysteriously, don't blame me for not reminding you. . Just go to the counter and ask the waiter and they will tell you the procedures behind it.”

It seems quite normal, just a normal security guard's reaction.

Maybe it's just a normal black market inside and not that dangerous?

Expecting a lucky break, Lin Qi nodded politely and walked past the strong man into the door.

Passed the first level, I...

After crossing the gate, the moment his footsteps landed, Lin Qi suddenly felt his eyes blurred.

It was like a flash of snowflakes on an old TV screen, while a high-pitched buzzing sounded in my ears.

Through the snowflakes that appeared instantly, Lynch seemed to be in a dark void, looking down at the deep darkness below. In the darkness, eight bright red light spots suddenly lit up.

The illusion disappeared in a flash, and the vision returned to normal, but there was a dizzy feeling in my head, and the shaking of my head subsided.

‘Travel companion. ’

[The concept of this building is entangled with mysterious filth. When you complete the act of entering the building, your inspiration is stimulated by filth. 】

‘So this is a warning of inspiration? Is there really danger here? It seems good to have high inspiration. ’

【Ah……】

Come in, come in.

Lin Qi ignored the strange laughter in his mind and entered the small building as normally as possible.

Inside are two carpeted corridors on the left and right, with many doors scattered around. The corridors are quite elegantly decorated, but the light is dim and hazy.

Lynch looked at the waiters standing on both sides of the corridor, followed the guard's instructions, and walked straight to the front hall.

The lobby is similar to a bar. In the middle is the counter that the guard mentioned, surrounded by semi-isolated booths, and on the outside is a circle of private room-like doors.

Lynch glanced around and found no trace of Officer Natalie.

I can't try my luck aimlessly, let me think about how to find it.

Officer Natalie has dealt with this place before. I don’t know how much she knows about this place, and I can’t imitate her thoughts to catch up with her. But it doesn’t matter, her purpose is to track down the holiday surprise of William the Strange Object, so as long as I continue to track it down, even if my ideas are different, I will eventually return to the same road.

Let's put her aside for now. According to common sense, the traces of the strange objects point here. The most likely possibility is that the transactions completed by the strange objects here are of course, so I'll take a look first.

Having made up his mind, Lynch smiled at the waiter in a red vest at the counter: "Do you have a catalog for sale or purchase? I want to buy a few rare items recently."

The waiter did not doubt him and pushed over a few thick registration books: "From the back to the front, but the customers before today may not be here, so we may need to notify them by letter, unless they have opened a private room to stay."

Lynch nodded and opened the record book, which contained line after line of registration records, classified into categories, including buying and selling.

After carefully reading the records for nearly a month, not only was there no holiday surprise for William, but there was no rare item that sounded like it was related to fireworks.

No.

Lynch was a little disappointed. Seeing that the waiter was absorbed in reading a novel, and no other customers came to the counter for a while, Lynch opened the registration record of the private room again.

This is not a hotel. In addition to the names of the guests, the registration of the private room here also includes the names of the mysterious items purchased and sold, but Lynch looked through all the recent records and still did not find a name similar to the target.

This is strange. Since the strange object is related to this place, it should not be found in the transaction record, unless... Lynch's eyes fell on a box registration information from five days ago.

This is the only registration in the registration record that does not indicate the name of the strange object in the past few dozen days.

There must be a reason for something abnormal.

There is a problem.

Lynch wrote down the box number 8 and decided to find an identity that can stay first, and then investigate this room in depth.

The identity is of course selling strange objects.

Lynch saw the waiter raised his head from the novel, so he slapped the ring on the counter. The red vest waiter glanced at it: "Is this a strange object? For sale?"

Lynch nodded.

"Mr. Terry, someone is selling a strange object."

The red vest turned around and called out skillfully, and a moment later a person in a purple vest came over with a piece of paper.

"Fill out the form, I'll register you, then you wait at your seat. Someone will come to you if they like it. You may not be able to sell it in one day, so remember to come a few more days. Remember, we'll take 5% of the selling price."

The purple vest, who looked like a supervisor, had a blank expression on his face, and his voice was emotionless, like he was reciting a line.

When Lynch took it, he looked at the purple vest in confusion.

The moment he saw the other person's face, another burst of snow flashed in his vision.

The purple vest waiter in front of him was a middle-aged man with a serious expression and ordinary appearance, but behind the flash of snow, the middle-aged man's face seemed to have a layer of double shadow. The double shadow was like a huge spider, with a wedge-shaped head, insect-like mouthparts, and four teeth that split horizontally and opened and closed like a blade.

The two sides were separated by a counter, very close, and the double shadow was right in front of Lynch. He could clearly see that there was a row of red eyes on the insect's head, but there were human eyeballs and pupils in the eyes, and each pupil stared at Lynch, not blinking.

When their eyes met, time seemed to stand still.