Red Moon Returns

It was a face that looked like a wolf or a dog. It was covered with a layer of rubber and had traces of decay and ulceration. Its mouth was full of sharp teeth and saliva was dripping from the corners of its mouth.

Lynch felt his stomach twitching and he had to hold it back so that he didn't really vomit. In a trance, he only felt a hard hand gently patting his back, which made his churning stomach feel a little better.

Fortunately, this strong nausea soon subsided and his consciousness returned to clear. Lynch gasped and asked weakly in his mind.

'Neighbor, what's going on? I can understand that I felt sick when Simon was burned to death and Granville turned into ashes. Although the things in the photos are indeed ugly and disgusting, they shouldn't make me react so much. They are far worse than most horror movies. I shouldn't be that fragile. '

[This is not a normal physiological reaction. It is because the weird images beyond common sense have impacted your consciousness and have a serious impact on your reason. Nausea and madness are your instincts to protect your brain and disperse pressure. When your will successfully resists the impact, the reaction will quickly subside. 】

"Thank you, I'm fine." Lynch regained consciousness and waved to the police officer, "I saw a very strange photo. I don't know if this is the impact of the mysterious document on my will, but I have recovered now. I will continue. You can look at it later."

As he said, he pressed the photo to calm his mind and took another look at the monster in the photo.

I was still frightened, but at least there was no physiological reaction just now.

Then continue.

In the subsequent photos, the situation has changed. Lights and other people appeared in the cave. These people were all dressed like mountain people. When they were photographed, their expressions were friendly. Some people even took photos with the beautiful girl.

Lynch was very strange. After the monster in the photo just now, why did this girl continue to move forward calmly and even dare to take photos with the residents here? Didn't she see the monster when she was shooting... No, that's it.

In the next few photos, Lynch saw several hoods hanging on the rock wall. They were the monsters seen in the photos just now. In addition to the hoods, there were also matching claws and leather clothes. They looked like tribal totems. In one photo, someone even wore a hood.

Huh, it seems that they were just mountain people wearing hoods, not monsters at all. No wonder she could still laugh.

Lynch smiled self-deprecatingly and looked up to describe his discovery to the police officer.

"But you didn't react that much when you looked at the next few photos."

The smile froze on his face. Lynch immediately realized that something was wrong. He quickly flipped through the photo of the monster just now and put it together with the one with the hood hanging on the wall.

They looked very similar, but they were completely different feelings.

Although the monster photo had been flipped through many times and the excitement had faded, the sense of panic that came over me was still there, while the hood photo was normal, just like seeing an ordinary photo.

Without asking Ms. Luna or the police officer, Lynch realized the reason. The person in the first photo was definitely not a mountain dweller wearing a hood. That was a real monster that was photographed.

The beautiful girl later mistakenly thought that the person was a mountain dweller in disguise, so she was not afraid to live with the mountain dwellers.

So, is there really a monster in this cave?

Lynch was a little worried about the heroine in the photo story. He stopped reading for a minute and then continued to read. However, the experience in the cave only lasted for a few photos and then stopped abruptly. I don’t know why he didn’t continue to take pictures. Lynch felt his scalp tingling when he took the last photo taken in the cave.

The photo showed an old mountain dweller with a dull smile and deep eyes that seemed to be able to suck in the soul.

Lynch will never forget this person in his life.

A few days ago, he witnessed the power of the old man in the big tree outside the abandoned factory in the gray fog area.

He was at least a mountain dweller with power level six.

It turns out that these can be connected.

Lynch was stunned for a long time, until the policewoman suspected that something was wrong with him and came up to wake him up. Lynch shook his head and continued to look through the photos.

The photos after that were actually some documents. Judging from the headlines, they should be detailed information about the Norin-Rhine Railway, including the records of the Hall of Order that the two had seen in the City Hall and the ones that they had not seen later.

Lynch's eyes lit up. This was exactly the information he was looking for.

However, after just two glances, he punched his thigh hard.

The photography technology of this era was simply terrible. It was already taken at a close distance, but the small words and tables in the photos were still blurry and not a single word could be seen clearly. It was as bad as shaking the truth in front of him and then taking it back.

In his heart, he gave a cordial greeting in the pronunciation of his hometown. Damn steam technology, damn Victorian era, high-definition digital photography, you guys should invent it quickly.

He quickly looked through the blurry documents and photos until the last dozen or so, and then his movements slowed down.

These can be seen clearly because they are all patterns. These are drawings of various sections of the Rand Railway.

Lynch recalled that he had seen similar drawings in the city hall's documents, but they were not so detailed. There was only a design drawing for the Norlin-Rhine railway, while the photo included the entire railway network.

Putting down the last photo, looking up at the bright flame in the nozzle of the gas lamp on the roof, Lynch felt that the mystery in his mind not only did not decrease, but increased. He lowered his head and smiled comfortingly at the police officer, and pushed the photo over:

"Take a look, it seems that it is indeed not a mysterious document, it is very safe. Except for a photo of a monster, everything is very ordinary. Please confirm whether I have missed anything, and I will take a look at the other evidence you found first."

Lynch put the pocket watch beside him to ensure that it could remind the police officer of the time every minute, and then took out the other items in the evidence bag.

In fact, there are only three things, a letter, a photo frame, and a newspaper.

The letter was in an envelope, written by Maya to Donnie, but there was no stamp or address, and the date of the signature was the 12th, probably forwarded by little Martha together with the photo. The content is relatively simple, roughly meaning that he has been feeling unwell since returning from Best Mountain, and hastily submitted the manuscript without even completing the follow-up investigation. She suspected that she had encountered some strange events in the mountains, but she was not physically fit to come forward, so she handed over all the photos that recorded her recent experiences to Donnie, hoping that Donnie would find the shop owner who knew about the strange events and ask what was wrong with her body.

The newspaper was on the 13th, and half of the second page was a report on Maya. The introduction to the mountain people and their conflict with the railway project was relatively detailed, but the subsequent bloody conflict and the reasons were glossed over, which felt like anticlimactic, and also confirmed the bad state mentioned in the letter.

However, Lynch read it once, and for the first time he learned about the origin of the mountain people in detail.

These people are the indigenous people near the Best Mountain in the Carlos Mountains. They are used to living in caves and leading a relatively independent primitive life. These people believe in Kaia, the mother goddess of the earth, and have a high respect for the mountains, so they have great opinions on tunneling and have tried many ways to stop it.

They even persuaded the engineers who had entered the mountains to build supporting facilities in the early stage that doing so would anger the gods and bring down a huge disaster. After several fatal accidents, most of the engineers believed it and protested with the mountain people, demanding that the government change its plan and reroute the railway.

If Lynch had seen these photos before, he might have believed this report, but after seeing the monsters in the photos, Lynch believed that things were not as simple as the report said. Now he must first find out the reasons for the conflict between the two sides, then distinguish their respective positions, and then confirm the calculations of each party, and finally find the purpose of the shadow alliance behind them.

Even if there is no commission from Duke Wayne, they must be severely punished. Lynch has always been very vengeful and does not intend to let go of this organization that has calculated himself easily.

Let's take it step by step. Our game of chess has just begun.

Lynch sneered secretly, put down the newspaper and picked up the last photo frame, and sighed at the first sight.

The photo above shows a man and a woman standing in front of a cabin. The man is dressed in formal clothes and looks serious, while the woman is wearing a half-length skirt that is rare in this era, exposing her ankles. She is smiling and doesn't care about the camera at all.

The man is the deceased Donnie, and the woman is the heroine in the photo just now, presumably the missing Maya. The cabin seems to be in the woods, surrounded by many plants, and towering mountains can be seen in the distance.

Lynch's heart moved, thinking of the habits of many people, and he immediately took the photo out of the frame and turned it to the back.

Sure enough, there was a line of small words written on the back.

May our friendship last forever and never fade. Photographed in a secret base in 1398.