Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 21: Night of the full moon
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It is also dreamland divination, but Klein saw more scenes this time.
The first act is still that small, dark, dirty room and Ian Wright sleeping in a high and low bed.
The second scene is the sewer that the two have visited at the same time. Ian squatted in front of the incomplete corpse of Zyrell, reached out and rubbed the two rows of white Sensen's teeth, and removed one of them.
The third scene is the lively and noisy street. The passers-by are plainly dressed, even old or tattered.
There are gardens and lawns in the center of the street, low chimneys sprayed with mist, and Ian in old coats and dome hats watched and entered the Telegraph Bureau not far from the center of the street, diagonally opposite the mall-like steam subway entrance .
The picture quickly faded until it became transparent, Klein opened his eyes, and his index finger slowly tapped the edge of the long bronze table to make a preliminary judgment:
"From that tooth and telegraph, Zyrell and Ian are not detective combinations that are accidentally involved in dangerous incidents. There is an organization behind them!"
"It should be possible to determine where the third scene corresponds ..."
Klein did not rush into the in-depth analysis because he did not want to stay in above the grey mist for too long.
Leaving the high back chair that belongs to Fool, he came to the side corner and turned inside the paper bag that he had sent here to find the Extraordinary characteristics of Mersso.
With the jelly crimson item, Klein sat down again and wrote a new divination sentence:
"The corresponding magical medicine name."
In meditation, he held the group of Extraordinary characteristics in one hand and dragged the paper with the divination sentence in one hand, and fell asleep with the help of meditation.
In the psychedelic dream of grey mist, the ambassador who was lavishly dressed to flamboyant, face thin and shaggy appeared again in the eyes of Klein's.
He took a bottle of dark red liquid and said to Mersso:
"Drink it, drink this bottle of Hunter magical medicine, you will be able to ruler Zmanger Party, of course, money is also indispensable, Mister Russell Great Emperor once said, a big stick, a carrot."
"Hunter? Beckland is a metropolis ..." Mersso frowned slightly and asked in doubt.
In his understanding of illiteracy, hunters belong to the wild and belong to animals.
The middle-aged ambassador chuckled:
"The largest city and the largest dark jungle."
"Here, everyone has two identities, one is prey and the other is hunter."
"The weakest hunter is also a hunter, and may also damage powerful prey."
"Go, join this grand hunt."
......
The picture shattered and turned into countless lights and shadows. Klein looked down at the dark red Extraordinary characteristics in his hand and said silently:
"It turned out to be Hunter magical medicine, no wonder Mersso can play so well, and also used a poisoned blow arrow."
"No wonder he can pursue me ..."
"However, he doesn't seem to really understand the essence of the hunter, there are no preset traps, no weapons, no corresponding specialties ... This is because he doesn't know that I am also Extraordinary, and is still Extraordinary of Sequence Eight , Slightly despised, on the other hand, it also shows that he took magical medicine and soon ... "
"Hunter path is controlled by the former royal clan of the Intis Sauron family and Fusac Empire rulers Einhorn family, the secret organization 'Iron Blood Cross Union' that has only appeared in the last two or three hundred years, plus the style of clothing, the identity of the ambassador can be almost determined ... Republic of Intis senior diplomat , Stationed in Ruen Kingdom ambassador ... "
"I do n’t know what the important item he wants to get ..."
In the tumble of thoughts, Klein wraps itself with spirituality and crashes down.
As soon as he returned to the room, he immediately looked around vigilantly and found no abnormal changes.
Huh, Klein silently sighed, I have more confidence in calling Tarot Society members on time tomorrow afternoon.
He found the Beckland map he bought on the steam train, looking for the telegraph office along the subway, not far from the street.
Beckland currently has only a few subway lines. Klein quickly identified three targets, one at western district, one at St George District, and one at the intersection of eastern district and Beckland bridge district.
He recalled the dress and class position of most pedestrians in the dream, and got the final answer:
The third place!
The place where eastern district and Beckland bridge district intersect!
Sometimes, interpreting revelations also requires a wealth of practical knowledge and corresponding reasoning skills ... Klein laughed at himself, came to the desk, and added a sentence after the previous statement to change the content on the paper Get richer:
"I don't know the whereabouts of Ian Wright, and after I found the body of Zyrell, I never saw him again. However, I learned through my own channels that Ian Wright had appeared in the White Rum Street telegraph office."
After writing, Klein did not fold away the paper, nor ignited it with spirituality, but let it spread on the desk and displayed its own content.
Looking deeply, Klein returned to the bed and undressed to sleep.
Beside the closed curtains, scarlet moon drilled out of the stratus cloud, which was bright and bright and perfect.
…………
Hillston District, in a house.
Forsi, who was sleeping separately from Quinn, suddenly sat up, stretched out his hands, and covered his head.
She ’s pretty good, face has been twisted to the extreme, and it looks like a Devil.
Forsi held his ears on both sides, constantly rolling on the bed, seemingly fighting against unreal whispers.
A drop of sweat came out of her forehead, and the back of her hand was bulging with blue tendons.
Sometimes her body is tense and sometimes rolling. The light blue pupils, which originally had a joking and lazy taste, is full of pain.
In the depths of that pupil, there seem to be countless changes of light and shadow.
"No!" Forsi finally couldn't bear it, and issued a low scream.
Her hands no longer covered her ears, and instead grabbed her hair, she seemed to fight pain with pain.
The body wriggled distortedly for several minutes, and Forsi finally stopped.
She let go of her hands and saw the handful of brown slightly curly hair, laughing weakly at herself:
"I deceived Quinn, and I told her that every full moon's whisper has no bad effect on me ... at least hair loss is a serious problem ..."
Forsi sits up hard and looks at the curtain that partially covers the window. Through the gap, he sees the fantastic round of crimson moon outside.
"One time is more serious than the next, will it get out of control next time ..." Forsi whispered, and could no longer suppress the weakness that was buried deep in his heart.
She tried to separate the bracelet that allowed people to use spiritual world to perform teleportation from itself, but this could not be replaced by the disappearance of the full moon whisper.
She tried taking sedatives, tried esteemed name to recite God of Steam and Mechanics, and tried some magical ceremony, but none of them changed the status quo that she gradually slipped into the abyss.
"It would be nice if I could understand what that whisper was saying ... I hope to die clearly, instead of being buried in a muddle ... Maybe, maybe, after I was promoted to Sequence Eight, I would hear a little more clearly? I have never met anyone who sells 'Master of Magic Tricks' formula. "Forsi stared out of the window, pupils was dyed red by Yuehua.
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Early Monday morning, Klein, who was not sleeping well, woke up early and turned over.
He walked to the desk, preparing to pull the curtain, open the window, and let the light and the wind out at the same time.
At this moment, he glanced at the corner of his eye to the piece of paper spread on the desk.
It is facing the window and is still spread out as it is.
However, Klein clearly remembered that before going to bed last night, the paper was facing the chair and the bed!
After just a consciousness, it turned upside down and changed its orientation!
Klein pupils tightened, and they stretched out their hands to open the curtains. They saw that the bay window was still tightly closed, without letting a ray of wind in!
Without the wind, the paper turned half a circle!
No, someone has come in without me noticing! Klein only felt a cool rush to his head along his spine.
In his sleep, he didn't respond to this!
This means that he was almost slaughtered at that time, and his life and death only depended on the other party's mood and thoughts!
Is it a member of the military ’s special department, or is it the powerful Extraordinary sent by the ambassador? From the point of view of the paper not being restored to its original state, it is more likely to be the latter, and it is more likely to be the latter, expressing a certain warning ... It is very powerful to be able to sneak in silently like this ... Should I thank him for his kindness? No, why don't you do something that is convenient, there must be an inevitable reason ... Don't want to alarm the members of the special military department around you? The thoughts of Klein surged and I thought a lot about it.
He wrote those words last night, letting the paper spread on the desk in order to let people see, let the ambassador get what he wants to know, and delay possible retaliation until the end of the matter, so that he can get more Ample preparation time.
However, Klein originally expected that the other party should take advantage of the opportunity that the military ’s special department ’s monitoring of the house would weaken. Who knows, he can bypass the surrounding Extraordinary and enter silently Bedroom, while still asleep.
This feeling of life and death being controlled by others is very uncomfortable!
"Very powerful, or weird Extraordinary ..." Klein turned his body, turned his back to the convex belly window, and took out a 1pence copper coin.
"Someone sneaked into this room last night."
......
He recites the sentence silently, and with the cover of his body, he pops up a coin.
The coin rolled and jumped, falling down before reaching Klein's's shoulder, falling on his open palm.
This time the numbers are facing up.
This means no!
Indicated that no one sneaked into the Klein's bedroom last night!
The paper will not turn for no reason ... could it be that I sleepwalk? No, I can stay awake even with the captain invasion dream ... Klein immediately frowned, thinking of two possibilities:
"One, divination results were disturbed and misleading."
"Second, it's not people who sneak in!"