Chapter 203 "Alien"

Klein unfolded the letter with anticipation and anxiety, and read Azik's reply:

"...The scene you described made me think of some possibilities, including vampires and alien species."

"Natural vampires were almost extinct before dragons and giants withdrew from the stage of history, and they were only occasionally discovered afterwards. The vampires we usually discuss in folklore are closer to Extraordinary people. I remember that there is a way The potion name of a certain sequence is 'Vampire'."

"If your boss is already in a half-crazy state, then he probably took this potion by mistake. The potion from two different paths is mixed. Half-crazy is the inevitable result. Well, I vaguely remember, 'Dark Night' The pathway, which is the 'sleepless' pathway you mentioned, can be interchanged with the 'Reaper' pathway and the 'Giant' pathway in high order, but this does not include the 'Vampire' pathway."

"Of course, the possibility of your boss consciously accepting it is not ruled out. After all, 'vampires' can have a long life, excellent physique, and excellent appearance. Compared with these benefits, a semi-crazy state is not unacceptable."

Klein was stunned for a moment, he didn't expect Mr. Ards to provide such useful information.

The "Reaper" pathway refers to the "Corpse Collector" pathway, which can be exchanged with the "Sleepless" pathway at a high level. The "Giant" path is interchanged in Sequence 4 and later... The "Giant" path is the one mastered by the City of Silver, which is the current "God of War" path... I have always suspected that the giant king Almir is the ancient God of War...

Well, Emperor Roselle's diary describes that the Church of the Evernight Goddess and the Church of the God of War are incompatible... Is it because their sequences are interchangeable at a high level?

Based on this conjecture, the mutual hatred among the three oldest churches, the Church of the Lord of Storms, the Church of the Eternal Sun, and the Church of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, can be explained to a certain extent, because the "sailors" they master respectively , "Singer" and "Reader" pathways can be interchanged in high sequence!

Well, in the "Pale Age" at the end of the last era, the main drivers behind the fall of the God of Death were the Evernight Goddess and the God of War...

The captain's usual state is very normal, except for his bad memory, he doesn't appear to be crazy at all, so the possibility of taking the 'vampire' potion can be ruled out!

Mr. Ards has recalled a lot of things recently... Could it be that "squirming hunger" really stimulated him?

Klein nodded slightly, and continued to read:

"'Alien' is not the name of a race, but a description of many similar creatures. They are no different from humans in normal times, but there are always instinctive, distorted, and repressed desires hidden in their hearts. As long as they encounter a specific scene Or stimulated by certain things, it will explode, it will become a monster, and it will wantonly satisfy bloodthirsty and killing desires."

"When everything calms down, they will return to normal again, and every time they erupt, they will become more ruthless, and eventually their hearts will be completely twisted."

"The most common and the only example I can recall are werewolves. They are usually equivalent to humans and cannot be recognized with most extraordinary abilities. However, during the full moon, the twisted desires in the heart will intensify, and the body will also appear. The change."

"Your boss may be a hidden 'alien species', and the death of his teammates inspired his nature."

"The above are all my personal guesses. Because my memory is not complete, I can't assure you that there is no other possibility. Maybe the precursor to the loss of control you guessed can also be explained."

"It doesn't matter whether you took the 'vampire' potion or belonged to the 'different species'. Of course, some people once speculated that the 'different species' were originally normal humans, but they were cursed by strange or evil gods and demons. pollution, that’s why it turns into different monsters under certain circumstances.”

"In addition, I don't know whether the out-of-control with only precursors can be treated. I suggest you report directly to your boss's boss.

Hope it's all in time. "

Putting down the letter paper, Klein looked at the desk with a solemn expression, thinking for a long time.

He had to admit that the "heterogeneous species" might exist, but the factor that was a precursor to loss of control could not be ruled out.

"I can only wait for Ms. Daly's feedback... She should have received the letter I sent the night before last morning. If I reply in time, I can see it last night or this morning... It's almost noon... That The little messenger dare not approach the Chanis Gate? Or is Ms. Daly delayed by other things?" Klein shook his head, feeling that he was still very tired, so he forced himself to fall asleep again by meditating.

In the misty world, he suddenly woke up and knew that he was dreaming.

Then, he saw Dunn Smith appearing in front of him wearing a black thin windbreaker.

According to his normal dreaming reaction, Klein called out slowly:

"Good morning...Captain..."

Dunn nodded lightly and said:

"Leonard found a clue in the process of tracking down the Lanwusi case, and needs your help."

"The spy sent by the Holy Church won't be able to arrive until tomorrow morning because the steam train is out of order."

"Okay..." Klein replied in an erratic tone.

Dunn thought for a while and added:

"You don't need to go back to Zouterand Street, go directly to No. 62, Halls Street, Leonard will wait for you there."

"Thanks a lot."

As soon as he finished speaking, Klein's dream was shattered, and his eyes subconsciously opened.

Howers Block... Isn't this the block where the Divination Club, my classmate Welch, and the previous member of the Aurora Society are located? There are so many things going on recently, one after another, as if something is brewing... Klein got up slowly and thoughtfully, went to the bathroom to clean himself up, and then changed into the white shirt and brown shirt he was going out with. With a vest and a black thin windbreaker, and a half-height silk top hat, she went downstairs to the living room.

It was not yet 11 o'clock at this time, and Benson and Melissa hadn't returned yet. Klein explained to the maid Bella that he didn't need to think about his lunch.

Then, he took a tram to Howers Street, and saw the "Midnight Poet" Leonard Mitchell with messy hair in front of the house number 62.

In the colder September, Leonard was still only wearing a thin white shirt and a pair of beige trousers. He swept his green eyes and said:

"This is likely to be the rented house of Lanwusi under a pseudonym."

"How did you find out?" Klein asked curiously.

Leonard pointed to his head:

"Since you got clues from Hood Eugen, you suspect that Lanerus may have a relationship with that member of the Aurora Society, um, the cloth merchant Sirius Aripis. I have not found anything in the normal investigation. , I can only change my thinking and look for it from the line of the Aurora Society.”

"The previous reports showed that many residents in the Siris and Halls neighborhoods had contacts. I checked them one by one and found some problems here."

"What's the problem?" Klein nodded slightly.

Leonard raised his eyebrows: "It's an obvious problem. The tenants here rarely show up. After Haines Vincent died, he declared that he was going to the Southern Continent for business and never came back. His information is very poor. True, the police found nothing."

"This can only be called a coincidence." Klein frowned.

"Of course, it's just a coincidence, but when I asked the surrounding residents about the photo of Lanwusi, an old gentleman felt that it was very similar to the tenant of No. 62, except that the glasses were different." Leonard took it out of his trouser pocket. A black and white photo came out.

Why didn't you say it earlier... Klein slandered, followed Leonard into No. 62 Howers Street, and began divination whether there was a secret compartment or a secret room according to his request.

And the result is, there is!

"The secret compartment or secret room of this house."

Klein wrote down a new divination statement, sat on the sofa, and closed his eyes while reciting silently.

After seven times, he entered the dreamland, and his eyes were hazy.

In the gray world, Klein saw oak bookshelves, saw rows of books, saw one of the books being taken away, and saw the wooden surface next to it suddenly open, revealing a hidden compartment.

The picture disappeared quickly. Klein opened his eyes and said to Leonard:

"In the study."

He wrapped the citrine pendant, followed Leonard into the study, and saw the oak bookshelf he had just dreamed about.

"Take out that book, there is a hidden compartment in the place it covers." Klein pointed to the book on the farthest side.

"Here...I searched the whole house before, but found nothing, so I had to go back to Zouterland Street to ask for help." Leonard walked over while muttering, and pulled out the book Klein was pointing at. books.

He groped for a while, finally found the mechanism, and opened the secret compartment with a snap.

A letter was quietly placed in the dark compartment.

letter? Ranius hid a letter here? Klein was very surprised by this.

He had divined whether there were dangerous items hidden in the letter, and after getting a negative answer, Leonard reached out and grabbed the letter, and opened the envelope without address and recipient.

Pulling out the letter paper, Leonard flicked it and unfolded it.

Klein moved closer and watched intently, only to see the first few paragraphs of the letter:

"Hahaha, congratulations, congratulations on finally finding this letter!"

"This shows that you are not too stupid, not too dull, and are qualified to participate in this game of life and death designed by me."

"Child laborers who continue to die young, factory workers who seldom survive ten years due to the environment and hard work, and female workers who risk serious illness but only get a meager salary, I see countless resentments shrouded in every factory, making the surroundings change. Depressed and dark, it's the worst of times, it's the best of times, and our game will start against that backdrop."

"Idiots, get ready, I'm going to give you a hint!"

PS: The second is asking for a monthly pass! Also, I pushed a friend's book, "The Nine Layers of the Godhead", which has a lot of words, and he promised to treat me to dinner.

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