Lord of the Mysteries Chapter 46: Portrait
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Oh! vomit!
Klein squatted there, vomiting uncontrollably because he didn't eat breakfast and soon spit out his inventory.
At this time, a small tin-iron tin jug that looked like a cigarette box appeared in front of him.
The mouth of the lost corks exudes mixed flavors similar to tobacco, sterilized water, thin lotus leaf, etc., making the Klein's nose choking horribly, and the whole person is up.
The strong stench still lingers around, but Klein no longer feels sick, and vomiting soon stops.
He followed the tin-iron square small pot and saw a pale hand that was not like a living person, saw the sleeve of a black trench coat, and saw the cold and dark temperament "Corpse Collector" Frye.
"Thank you." Klein eased down completely, propped his knees up, and stood up again.
Frye nodded without expression:
"Just get used to it."
He stuffed the tin of the tin pot and put it in his pocket. He turned to the decayed old woman ’s body and started the inspection without wearing gloves. Dunn Smith and Leonard Mitchell Walking around the room, touching the desktop and newspapers from time to time.
Old Neil pinched his nose and stood outside the door, urgingly complaining:
"It's disgusting, I want to apply for a subsidy this month!"
Dunn turned back and touched the gray wall next to the fireplace with his right hand wearing black gloves, while looking towards Klein:
"Are you familiar here?"
Klein holding the breath, outlines the appearance of your silver pocket watch in your mind, calming your body and mind.
He was in the state of spirit vision and he immediately had a different feeling. In front of him, Huo Ran flashed a picture from the deepest part of memory:
Fireplaces, 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 blurred and more illusory.
It quickly overlaps with everything seen in front of Klein. The feeling of acquaintance and seeming to have come is obvious, and the illusory and erratic screams once again penetrated the invisible barrier:
"Honages ... Flegrea ... Honages ... Flegrea ... Honages ... Flegrea ..."
"A little bit familiar." Klein replied truthfully, his head tingling, so he tapped on the eyebrow twice.
Honages ... Honages Mountain Range that appeared in the diary of original self?
That's what I read from Antigonus family notebook ...
The whisper just now is very similar to the previous one, all involving the term Honages ... Is this a temptation?
Klein was horrified, and he dared not think about it any more, fearing that he would step out of control.
Dunn nodded slightly, walked to the front of the cabinet, suddenly reached out, and opened the wooden door above.
The bread in the inside is covered with mold. Next to it, there is a 7-8 gray, hard-haired mouse.
"Leonard, you go downstairs to find the patrolling policeman to figure out the situation here." Dunn ordered member.
"Okay." Leonard turned and left the house.
Dunn immediately opened the doors of the two bedrooms and searched carefully.
After he confirmed that no clues were found, and notebook of Antigonus family, "Corpse Collector" Frye straightened his waist and legs and wiped his hands with a white handkerchief he carried:
"Death more than 5 days, no trauma, nor significant impact caused by extraordinary strength, the specific cause must wait for further inspection."
"Have you found anything?" Dunn turned to look at Old Neil and Klein.
The two who had left spirit vision early shook their heads at the same time.
"Everything is normal here except for one dead person. No, at first there was an invisible force that sealed the room. You know, when we use magical ceremony, we often have similar operations." Old Neil thought for a few seconds, added.
Dunn was about to speak, and suddenly looked out of the door. After a few seconds, Klein and Old Neil only noticed something and turned to the corner of the looks at stairs.
After a few more seconds, the subtle footsteps gradually became louder, and Leonard and a police officer came up.
The policeman smelled a bad smell and his face slightly changed. He immediately cooperated with the "colleagues" of the Special Operations Department to knock on the door of second floor residents, and asked about the situation of third floor.
After a while, the dead body on his looks at rocking chair wearing a silver two-V badge:
"Katy Stefania Pipa, between 55 and 60 years old, widow, and son Riel Bieber have lived here together for more than ten years."
"Her husband was a jeweler before her death. Her son is about 30 years old and has no wife. He inherited his father ’s business, and his weekly salary is about 1 pound 15shilling. According to their neighbors, they have not met them for more than a week. Now. "
Description here, Klein already knows where to focus next:
Missing, more precisely, I do n’t know where I went, Riel Bieber!
The ancient notebook is probably in him!
"Are there any pictures of Riel Bieber?" Dunn looked at the police officer, who played a senior inspector.
However, this can't be disguised, because he is indeed a senior inspector in the files of the police department. The salary and subsidies are based on this. Of course, church is not included.
The policeman shook his head slightly nervously:
"I do n’t know ... I must go back to the branch office to look for it. Normally, we ca n’t leave photos for every guy."
"I understand, you continue to ask the tenants on the first floor and ask in detail." Dunn ordered.
The police officer of looks at, he closed the door and turned to Old Neil:
“I ’ll leave it to you next, otherwise I ’ll let the residents here sleep peacefully and look for the appearance of Riel Bieber from their dreams. Well, I do n’t trust the drawing based on dictation too much.”
Old Neil nodded, took a few thumb-sized bottles from the waist of the black classical robe secret pocket, and spilled the liquid in a certain order around.
He then twisted a handful of powder and sprinkled himself around.
The strange, pungent smell is translucent and is not affected by the stench in the room, but Klein suddenly feels that there is an invisible force around Old Neil, separating him from the environment, himself and others The power that comes is like the state before this house.
Old Neil closed his eyes halfway, his mouth twitched, and remembered the low and vague mantra. Klein was not ready at the moment, and only heard vaguely "I pray for the power of Goddess", "I look forward to night's favor" ...
Wū ! ’s sudden gust of wind penetrated through the window, blowing up the powder.
Klein's heart suddenly shuddered, and all the pimples on his skin bulged out, only to feel that an indescribable, daunting, and terrifying "taste" quickly spread.
His head is a bit confused, and he is tight and unable to relax, just like he did after a set of difficult math problems.
Suddenly, Old Neil's eyes opened, and pupils was dark.
He took a water-absorbing pen out of his pocket and drew it on the waste paper on the table, brushing it, and the whole body was shaking.
Klein stared at him, and saw a face with a deep eye socket and a high nose bridge quickly appeared.
Wait for the short hair of the natural volume to finish, Old Neil wrote a line of words below the portrait:
"Black hair, dark blue eyes, and an all-ceramic denture on the left side of the mouth."
pā tà! The pen in Old Neil's hand fell on the paper, and his body twitched.
"This is what Reel Bieber looks like in the room." Old Neil whispered whispering as soon as the color of pupils returned to normal.
Then he returned to his position and slowly turned around, the invisible, spaced force suddenly dissipated and turned into a breeze.
"praise the Goddess." Old Neil tapped four times on his chest to make up the shape of scarlet moon.
Klein's relaxes his spirit and observes more closely. He discovers that the features of Ryle Bieber are nothing special, and the temperament is also quite peaceful, but the decree lines on both sides of the nose are obviously drooping.
"I'll try if I can use the dowsing rod searching for items method." He picked up the portrait, found the male clothes in the bedroom, and spread them all on the ground.
Dunn, Leonard and Old Neil did not stop. looks at put a black cane with silver on his clothes and portraits, "Corpse Collector" Frye remained silent as always.
Brown turns to black, Klein looks silently in deep silence, and releases his palm.
The black cane stood quietly, as if inserted into the floor.
"Ryle Bieber's position." Klein meditated again in his heart.
In the sound of the wind, the cane fell down, but in the process of falling, it changed its direction all the time, and eventually turned into a small rotation around the fulcrum.
Without the help of any external force, this silver-studded black cane stood again.
Klein tried it several times, all with the same ending, and only shook his head at Dunn and Old Neil.
There is a strange power that interferes with my "divination" ...
Dunn took off the black gloves and said to Leonard and Klein:
"You take the portrait of Riel Bieber to ask the residents here, make a final confirmation, and then want him in the name of murdering his mother."
"Okay." Klein took the cane and bent down to pick up the portrait.
When the neighbors confirmed that the person in the portrait was indeed Riel Bieber, Dunn asked Leonard and the police to go to the police station to complete the procedures, and he and Frye went to several bars in Thengen City to find people through underground channels.
Klein and Old Neil returned to Black Thorns Security Company on public carriage. It was not yet eight o'clock, and Roseanne had not arrived yet.
Close the door, Klein looked sideways at Old Neil, half puzzled and half consulted:
"Why me, I will send notebook of Antigonus family to the house of Riel Bieber?"
This is not the same direction as the Welch residence to Iron Cross Street.
Old Neil walks to the sofa, laughed:
"Is n’t this very obvious? You do n’t know if you touched the power in notebook, or were you curious to do some of the rituals it described, and provoke a strange existence that should not be provoke, and this power, the purpose of this existence is Send notebook to Riel Bieber, and cut off all clues so that no one can find it. "
"So, except for you who were selected, Welch and Naya committed suicide on the spot. You, honestly speaking, I still don't understand why you can survive."
"I don't know ..." Klein sat down and replied deliberately with a wry smile, "I also thought of your guess about what happened, but I didn't understand why notebook must be given to Riel Bieber."
Old Neil Booth:
"Maybe his birth spiritual numeration meets the requirements, or maybe he is the only descendant of Antigonus family. In short, there are too many possibilities ... then why notebook will be sold to our Thengen City, there should be similar reasons."
"I think it's a descendant." Klein suddenly sighed, "Unfortunately, I didn't notice it for the first time, and Riel Bieber and the notebook were gone."
Old Neil smiled and said:
"This is a problem that Dunn needs to worry about. It is a good thing for you."
"Why do you say that?" Klein frowned in doubt.