vomit!vomit!
Klein squatted there, vomiting uncontrollably because he didn't eat breakfast and quickly spit out the stock.
At this time, a small square pot with a tin-iron color that looked like a cigarette box appeared in front of him.
The mouth that lost the bottle plug emits a mixed smell similar to tobacco, disinfectant, mint leaves, etc., which makes Klein's nose choke and he feels energetic.
The strong stench still lingers around, but Klein no longer feels nauseous and vomiting stops quickly.
He followed the small square pot of tin iron, saw a pale hand that was not like a living person, the sleeves of the black windbreaker, and the cold and dark temperament of the corpse collector Fry.
Thanks.Klein completely calmed down, supported his knees with his hands and stood up again.
Fry nodded expressionlessly:
Just get used to it.
He stuffed the mouth of the small tin pot into his pocket, turned and walked towards the highly decaying old woman's body, and started the examination without gloves, while Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell were strolling around the room, touching the tabletops and newspapers from time to time.
Old Neil pinched his nose and stood outside the door, complaining in a muffled voice:
It's so disgusting, I'm going to apply for a subsidy this month!
Dunn turned around and touched the wall dust next to the fireplace with his right hand wearing black gloves, looking at Klein and said:
Are you familiar with this place?
Klein held his breath and outlined his silver pocket watch in his mind, calming his body and mind.
He was already in a state of spiritual vision and immediately felt differently, and a picture from the deepest part of his memory flashed in front of him:
Fireplace, rocking chairs, tables, newspapers, iron nails on rusty doors, tin cans inlaid with silver...
The picture is dim and dark, like a documentary on Earth, but it is more blurry and illusory.
It quickly overlaps everything Klein saw, the familiar and seemingly coming clearly appeared, and the illusory and erratic screams penetrated the invisible barriers again:
Hornages...Fregra...Honages...Fregra...Honages...Fregra...
A little familiar.Klein answered truthfully, his head tingled, so he had to quickly tap the eyebrows twice.
Hornages…The Hornages Mountains that appeared in the original owner’s diary?
That is what is interpreted from the notes of the Antigonus family...
The whisper just now is very similar to one time before, and both involve the term Hornatches... Is this a seduction?
Klein was shocked and did not dare to think further, for fear that he would step into an out of control.
Dunn nodded slightly, walked to the front of the cabinet, suddenly reached out and opened the wooden door above.
The bread inside was covered with mold, and seven or eight gray, hard-blooded mice were dead next to it.
Leonard, you go downstairs to find out what's going on here.Dunn ordered the team members.
OKLeonard turned and left the house.
Dunn then opened the doors of the two bedrooms and searched them carefully.
After he confirmed that there were no clues and notes from the Antigonus family, Fry straightened his back and wiped his hands with his white handkerchief he carried with him:
Death is over 5 days, no trauma, nor significant effects caused by extraordinary power, and the specific cause must be waited for further examination.
Have you discovered anything?Dunn turned to look at Old Neil and Klein.
The two people who had already left the state of spiritual vision shook their heads at the same time.
Except for a dead person, everything is normal here. No, at the beginning there was an invisible force sealing the room. You know, we often have similar operations when using ritual magic.Old Neil thought for a few seconds and added.
Dunn was about to speak when he suddenly looked out the door. After a few seconds, Klein and Old Neil noticed something and turned around and looked at the corner of the stairs.
After a few seconds, the subtle footsteps gradually became louder and Leonard and a police officer walked up.
The policeman smelled the stench and his face changed slightly. He immediately cooperated with a colleague from the Special Operations Department to knock on the door of the residents on the second floor and roughly asked about the situation on the third floor.
A moment later, wearing a silver V epaulette, he looked at the dead body on the rocking chair and said:
Katie Stephanna Bieber, between 55 and 60, is a widow who rented here with his son Ryle Bieber for more than ten years.
Her husband was a jewellery craftsman during his lifetime. Her son was about 30 years old and had no wife. He inherited his father's career with a weekly salary of about 1 pound 15 Sule. According to their neighbors, he had not met them for more than a week.
By this point, Klein already knows where the next focus is:
The missing, or more precisely, I don't know where I went, Riel Bieber!
That ancient note is probably on him!
Are there any photos of Riel Bieber?Dunn looked at the police officer, who played a senior inspector.
But this cannot be called pretending, because in the police department's files, he is indeed a senior inspector, and his salary and subsidies are based on this, of course, not including the church part.
The police officer shook his head nervously and said:
I don't know... I have to go back to the branch to look for it. Normally, it's impossible for us to leave a picture for every guy.
I understand, you continue to ask the residents on the first floor and ask in detail.Dunn gave the order.
Looking at the policeman, he closed the door and turned to Old Neil and said:
I'll leave it to you next, otherwise I'll let the residents here sleep and look for the appearance of Riel Bieber from their dreams. Well, I don't trust the drawings completed based on oral descriptions.
Old Neil nodded, took out several thumb-sized bottles from the dark pocket of the black classical robe, and sprinkled the liquid inside around in a certain order.
Immediately afterwards, he twisted out a handful of powder and sprinkled it around himself.
The strange, pungent smell was steaming and not affected by the foul smell in the room, but Klein suddenly felt that there was an invisible force around Old Neil, the power that separated him from the environment, from himself and others, just like the state of the previous house.
Old Neil half closed his eyes, his mouth twitched, and he recited a low and vague spell. Klein was not ready for a moment, and only vaguely heard me praying for the power of the goddess, and I was looking forward to the favor of the night...
Wow!The sudden blowing wind penetrated through the window and blew the powder.
Klein's heart suddenly shook, and all the bumps on his skin protruded, and he felt that something indescribable, extremely terrifying and extremely terrifying smell was quickly spreading.
His head was confused and he was tense and unable to relax, just like he was after doing a set of difficult math problems.
Suddenly, Old Neil's eyes opened and his eyes went dark.
He took out a water-absorbing pen from his pocket, and drew it with the waste paper on the table, brushing it, his movements so fast that his whole body was trembling.
Klein looked at him and saw a face with deep eye sockets and high nose bridge quickly emerge.
When the natural curly short hair was finished, Old Neil wrote a line of words under the portrait:
Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a full-ceramic denture on the left side of the mouth.
Click!The pen in old Neil's hand was poured onto the paper, and his body twitched a few times.
This is the image of Riel Bieber remaining in the room.Old Neil, whose eyes quickly returned to normal, whispered.
Then, he returned to his previous position and slowly turned around. The invisible, spaced power suddenly dissipated and turned into a breeze to blow away.
Praise the goddess.Old Neil lit up all the time on his chest, forming the shape of a crimson moon.
Klein relaxed his spirit and observed more carefully. He found that Riel Bieber's facial features were not special and his temperament was quite calm, but the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were obviously sagging.
I'll try to find things with a divination stick.He picked up the portrait, searched out the male clothes in the bedroom, and spread them all on the floor.
Dunn, Leonard and Old Neil did not stop him, watching him stick a black silver-clad cane on top of his clothes and portraits, Fry was silent as always.
The brown turned black, and Klein completed the silent thoughts with deep eyes and let go of his palm.
The black cane stands quietly, like it is inserted into the floor.
Riel Bieber's location.Klein thought silently in his heart.
In the sound of the wind, the cane fell down, but during the fall, it kept changing its direction and eventually turned into a small rotation around the fulcrum.
Without any external force, the black silver-inlaid cane stood firm again.
Klein tried several times, and the same ending was all the same, so he could only shake his head at Dunn and Old Neil.
There is a strange force that interferes with his own divination...
Dunn took off the black gloves and said to Leonard and Crane:
You took the portrait of Ryer Bieber and asked the residents here for the final confirmation, and then wanted him in the name of murdering his mother.
OKKlein held the cane and bent over to pick up the portrait.
When the neighbors confirmed that the person in the portrait was indeed Ryle Bieber, Dunn asked Leonard and the police to go to the police station to complete the procedures, and he and Fry went to several bars in Tingen to find people through underground channels.
Klein and Old Neal returned to the Black Thorn Security Company in a public carriage. It was less than eight o'clock and Rosan had not arrived yet.
Close the door, Klein turned his head to look at Old Neil, asking half-doubtedly and half-questioned:
Why, I, would I send the Antigonus family notes to Riel Bieber’s house?
This is completely different from Welch's residence to Iron Cross.
Old Neil walked to the sofa and laughed:
Isn't this very obvious?You don't know whether you touched the power in the notes, or you were curious about doing some of the rituals it described, provoking strange existences that should not be provoked, and the purpose of this power is to give the notes to Riel Bieber and cut off all clues so that no one can find them.
So, except for you who were chosen, Welch and Naya both committed suicide on the spot. To be honest, I still don’t understand why you can survive.
I don't know either... Klein sat down and replied with a wry smile. I also thought about your guess about the incident, but I just don't understand why I had to give the notes to Ryle Bieber.
Old Neil spread his hands and said:
Perhaps his birth count meets the requirements, or perhaps he is the only remaining descendant of the Antigonus family. In short, there are too many possibilities... There should be a similar reason why that note was sold to our Tingen.
I think it's the descendant.Klein suddenly realized it and sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't notice it at the first time. Ryer Bieber and that note were gone."
Old Neil smiled and said:
This is a problem that Dunn needs to worry about, and for you, it is a good thing.
Why do you say so?Klein frowned in confusion.
Klein squatted there, vomiting uncontrollably because he didn't eat breakfast and quickly spit out the stock.
At this time, a small square pot with a tin-iron color that looked like a cigarette box appeared in front of him.
The mouth that lost the bottle plug emits a mixed smell similar to tobacco, disinfectant, mint leaves, etc., which makes Klein's nose choke and he feels energetic.
The strong stench still lingers around, but Klein no longer feels nauseous and vomiting stops quickly.
He followed the small square pot of tin iron, saw a pale hand that was not like a living person, the sleeves of the black windbreaker, and the cold and dark temperament of the corpse collector Fry.
Thanks.Klein completely calmed down, supported his knees with his hands and stood up again.
Fry nodded expressionlessly:
Just get used to it.
He stuffed the mouth of the small tin pot into his pocket, turned and walked towards the highly decaying old woman's body, and started the examination without gloves, while Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell were strolling around the room, touching the tabletops and newspapers from time to time.
Old Neil pinched his nose and stood outside the door, complaining in a muffled voice:
It's so disgusting, I'm going to apply for a subsidy this month!
Dunn turned around and touched the wall dust next to the fireplace with his right hand wearing black gloves, looking at Klein and said:
Are you familiar with this place?
Klein held his breath and outlined his silver pocket watch in his mind, calming his body and mind.
He was already in a state of spiritual vision and immediately felt differently, and a picture from the deepest part of his memory flashed in front of him:
Fireplace, rocking chairs, tables, newspapers, iron nails on rusty doors, tin cans inlaid with silver...
The picture is dim and dark, like a documentary on Earth, but it is more blurry and illusory.
It quickly overlaps everything Klein saw, the familiar and seemingly coming clearly appeared, and the illusory and erratic screams penetrated the invisible barriers again:
Hornages...Fregra...Honages...Fregra...Honages...Fregra...
A little familiar.Klein answered truthfully, his head tingled, so he had to quickly tap the eyebrows twice.
Hornages…The Hornages Mountains that appeared in the original owner’s diary?
That is what is interpreted from the notes of the Antigonus family...
The whisper just now is very similar to one time before, and both involve the term Hornatches... Is this a seduction?
Klein was shocked and did not dare to think further, for fear that he would step into an out of control.
Dunn nodded slightly, walked to the front of the cabinet, suddenly reached out and opened the wooden door above.
The bread inside was covered with mold, and seven or eight gray, hard-blooded mice were dead next to it.
Leonard, you go downstairs to find out what's going on here.Dunn ordered the team members.
OKLeonard turned and left the house.
Dunn then opened the doors of the two bedrooms and searched them carefully.
After he confirmed that there were no clues and notes from the Antigonus family, Fry straightened his back and wiped his hands with his white handkerchief he carried with him:
Death is over 5 days, no trauma, nor significant effects caused by extraordinary power, and the specific cause must be waited for further examination.
Have you discovered anything?Dunn turned to look at Old Neil and Klein.
The two people who had already left the state of spiritual vision shook their heads at the same time.
Except for a dead person, everything is normal here. No, at the beginning there was an invisible force sealing the room. You know, we often have similar operations when using ritual magic.Old Neil thought for a few seconds and added.
Dunn was about to speak when he suddenly looked out the door. After a few seconds, Klein and Old Neil noticed something and turned around and looked at the corner of the stairs.
After a few seconds, the subtle footsteps gradually became louder and Leonard and a police officer walked up.
The policeman smelled the stench and his face changed slightly. He immediately cooperated with a colleague from the Special Operations Department to knock on the door of the residents on the second floor and roughly asked about the situation on the third floor.
A moment later, wearing a silver V epaulette, he looked at the dead body on the rocking chair and said:
Katie Stephanna Bieber, between 55 and 60, is a widow who rented here with his son Ryle Bieber for more than ten years.
Her husband was a jewellery craftsman during his lifetime. Her son was about 30 years old and had no wife. He inherited his father's career with a weekly salary of about 1 pound 15 Sule. According to their neighbors, he had not met them for more than a week.
By this point, Klein already knows where the next focus is:
The missing, or more precisely, I don't know where I went, Riel Bieber!
That ancient note is probably on him!
Are there any photos of Riel Bieber?Dunn looked at the police officer, who played a senior inspector.
But this cannot be called pretending, because in the police department's files, he is indeed a senior inspector, and his salary and subsidies are based on this, of course, not including the church part.
The police officer shook his head nervously and said:
I don't know... I have to go back to the branch to look for it. Normally, it's impossible for us to leave a picture for every guy.
I understand, you continue to ask the residents on the first floor and ask in detail.Dunn gave the order.
Looking at the policeman, he closed the door and turned to Old Neil and said:
I'll leave it to you next, otherwise I'll let the residents here sleep and look for the appearance of Riel Bieber from their dreams. Well, I don't trust the drawings completed based on oral descriptions.
Old Neil nodded, took out several thumb-sized bottles from the dark pocket of the black classical robe, and sprinkled the liquid inside around in a certain order.
Immediately afterwards, he twisted out a handful of powder and sprinkled it around himself.
The strange, pungent smell was steaming and not affected by the foul smell in the room, but Klein suddenly felt that there was an invisible force around Old Neil, the power that separated him from the environment, from himself and others, just like the state of the previous house.
Old Neil half closed his eyes, his mouth twitched, and he recited a low and vague spell. Klein was not ready for a moment, and only vaguely heard me praying for the power of the goddess, and I was looking forward to the favor of the night...
Wow!The sudden blowing wind penetrated through the window and blew the powder.
Klein's heart suddenly shook, and all the bumps on his skin protruded, and he felt that something indescribable, extremely terrifying and extremely terrifying smell was quickly spreading.
His head was confused and he was tense and unable to relax, just like he was after doing a set of difficult math problems.
Suddenly, Old Neil's eyes opened and his eyes went dark.
He took out a water-absorbing pen from his pocket, and drew it with the waste paper on the table, brushing it, his movements so fast that his whole body was trembling.
Klein looked at him and saw a face with deep eye sockets and high nose bridge quickly emerge.
When the natural curly short hair was finished, Old Neil wrote a line of words under the portrait:
Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a full-ceramic denture on the left side of the mouth.
Click!The pen in old Neil's hand was poured onto the paper, and his body twitched a few times.
This is the image of Riel Bieber remaining in the room.Old Neil, whose eyes quickly returned to normal, whispered.
Then, he returned to his previous position and slowly turned around. The invisible, spaced power suddenly dissipated and turned into a breeze to blow away.
Praise the goddess.Old Neil lit up all the time on his chest, forming the shape of a crimson moon.
Klein relaxed his spirit and observed more carefully. He found that Riel Bieber's facial features were not special and his temperament was quite calm, but the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were obviously sagging.
I'll try to find things with a divination stick.He picked up the portrait, searched out the male clothes in the bedroom, and spread them all on the floor.
Dunn, Leonard and Old Neil did not stop him, watching him stick a black silver-clad cane on top of his clothes and portraits, Fry was silent as always.
The brown turned black, and Klein completed the silent thoughts with deep eyes and let go of his palm.
The black cane stands quietly, like it is inserted into the floor.
Riel Bieber's location.Klein thought silently in his heart.
In the sound of the wind, the cane fell down, but during the fall, it kept changing its direction and eventually turned into a small rotation around the fulcrum.
Without any external force, the black silver-inlaid cane stood firm again.
Klein tried several times, and the same ending was all the same, so he could only shake his head at Dunn and Old Neil.
There is a strange force that interferes with his own divination...
Dunn took off the black gloves and said to Leonard and Crane:
You took the portrait of Ryer Bieber and asked the residents here for the final confirmation, and then wanted him in the name of murdering his mother.
OKKlein held the cane and bent over to pick up the portrait.
When the neighbors confirmed that the person in the portrait was indeed Ryle Bieber, Dunn asked Leonard and the police to go to the police station to complete the procedures, and he and Fry went to several bars in Tingen to find people through underground channels.
Klein and Old Neal returned to the Black Thorn Security Company in a public carriage. It was less than eight o'clock and Rosan had not arrived yet.
Close the door, Klein turned his head to look at Old Neil, asking half-doubtedly and half-questioned:
Why, I, would I send the Antigonus family notes to Riel Bieber’s house?
This is completely different from Welch's residence to Iron Cross.
Old Neil walked to the sofa and laughed:
Isn't this very obvious?You don't know whether you touched the power in the notes, or you were curious about doing some of the rituals it described, provoking strange existences that should not be provoked, and the purpose of this power is to give the notes to Riel Bieber and cut off all clues so that no one can find them.
So, except for you who were chosen, Welch and Naya both committed suicide on the spot. To be honest, I still don’t understand why you can survive.
I don't know either... Klein sat down and replied with a wry smile. I also thought about your guess about the incident, but I just don't understand why I had to give the notes to Ryle Bieber.
Old Neil spread his hands and said:
Perhaps his birth count meets the requirements, or perhaps he is the only remaining descendant of the Antigonus family. In short, there are too many possibilities... There should be a similar reason why that note was sold to our Tingen.
I think it's the descendant.Klein suddenly realized it and sighed, "It's a pity that I didn't notice it at the first time. Ryer Bieber and that note were gone."
Old Neil smiled and said:
This is a problem that Dunn needs to worry about, and for you, it is a good thing.
Why do you say so?Klein frowned in confusion.
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