When he returned to his residence, Jiang Chenchuan checked the environment as soon as he entered. He felt relieved when he found no signs of intrusion. He moved the plants on the desk to the balcony after not being exposed to the sun for several days.
Luo Kelun wouldn't be here for the next few days. He had to go back to his family to deal with some matters, so he made an appointment with Jiang Chenchuan to meet at Duanting Mansion on the day of the auction, saying that the invitation would be sent by letter.
The tense nerves relaxed a little. He walked into the bathroom with a water glass, drank some water, and rinsed away some of the bitter taste in his mouth. He looked in the mirror and seemed a little different from before. He rubbed his hair, but his eyes were still the same as before. The ground is calm.
Slowly raised his hand, palm facing up, trying to mobilize the power in his body. A pale yellow light lit up, and then quickly went out. He could feel the surge of power, and wanted to control it. But it's like sand in your hand. The tighter you hold it, the faster it will drain away.
This is the inspiration he got from Rena. Her ring seems to be the function of condensing power, and the condensed elves are different depending on different people.
Jiang Chenchuan originally wanted to see if he could create a small person who could move without the help of relics. Now it seems that mastering the power of awakening is not as smooth as imagined.
"Take it easy."
Suddenly there was a voice in his ears. Jiang Chenchuan raised his head and saw the man leaning lazily against the door from the reflection in the mirror.
"You are different from them."
The man seemed to be able to read Jiang Chenchuan's thoughts, so he spoke, but Jiang Chenchuan ignored his presence and picked up the water glass and passed it through his body.
"It's useless if you ignore me. The fact is, those eyes will always be looking at you. Of course, you can also look back and watch them sleeplessly to see if they are causing pollution."
"The fact that you say that proves that it can't do anything yet."
Jiang Chenchuan came to the balcony and watered Ivel's baby succulent. The man looked around, followed his steps and walked out. He looked at the mechanical scale on the table with an interested expression. He raised his hand, but it was Went right through.
His eyes slowly changed from excitement to disappointment.
"Leave the answer to time, Captain Jiang, I know what you want to do, don't forget, only I am omniscient and omnipotent can I help you, if... you need help."
"unnecessary."
Jiang Chenchuan refused without even thinking about it, solemnly and vigilantly.
"Don't be like this, there is a saying in our place that there are no absolutes in this world."
The man smiled at Jiang Chenchuan, but the smile did not reach his eyes. Under his calm pupils, there was a surge of endless darkness.
His figure disappeared, and at the same time, there was a rapid knock on the door.
"Dong dong dong!"
Who will come at this time?
Jiang Chenchuan put down his cup and opened the door. His old face poked out from the shadows. It was the anxious face of the landlord. He held up a letter and said:
"Something happened, Detective Ewell, please help her!"
"Don't be impatient, Mr. Bourne. If you have anything to do, tell me slowly."
Jiang Chenchuan hurriedly comforted him, trying to stabilize Mr. Dong's mood first.
"Black eyes, Xia Jing, that Xia Jing person..."
He couldn't explain clearly, but the landlord directly handed the letter to Jiang Chenchuan and kept mumbling:
"I just said why I haven't seen Miss Chudong for several days. She obviously didn't go out very often before and wouldn't stay out overnight. Now, it turns out that something happened. I don't know if she has any family here... "
When I opened the letter and looked at it, it simply read:
Mr. Bourne, please help me deliver this letter to Mr. Ewell. Only he can help me. Please come to this address, Duanting Mansion in Elric District.
Duanting Mansion?
Jiang Chenchuan was stunned for a moment when he saw this address, but then he recalled that Chu Dong seemed to have always wanted to say something to him, like calling him on the stairs that day, or hiding behind the door secretly to observe him.
When he first met the intruder, Jiang Chenchuan suspected that it was early winter, but after a period of observation, it seemed that it was not her.
"Don't worry, Mr. Bourne, Miss Chudong will be fine."
"Go and search this place."
Probably because he knew the landlord's enthusiasm and kindness, Chudong chose him to deliver this letter.
"She sensed distrust."
Jiang Chenchuan murmured.
"What?"
"It's nothing. I'll prepare and leave right away."
Jiang Chenchuan replied kindly.
"Ellick District, it's getting dark soon, Mr. Ivel."
Thanks to the landlord for his kind reminder, Jiang Chenchuan was not stupid enough to rush forward as soon as he got the letter. After sending the landlord back to his room, he calmly arrived at Chudong's door.
Picking locks can be regarded as a traditional skill. Coupled with the relationship between Duanting Mansion and Lockran, Jiang Chenchuan does not intend to act recklessly.
A lonely woman in a foreign land in summer.
In what capacity do you live alone in Bornia?
"Click."
The door lock was loose, and Jiang Chenchuan opened it a crack and quickly stepped in. It was still daytime outside, so the room was quite open, but among the strange smell that hit the room in early winter, there was an unmistakable smell of blood.
After just a brief glance, Jiang Chenchuan quickly judged that someone had died in the house, maybe... more than one.
The furnishings in the room were very simple, with almost no unnecessary things. It was not like a girl's private room. There were various bottles and jars in the drawers with labels on them, but he couldn't read the fonts on the labels. It's too understanding, and it doesn't look like Xia Jing's writing.
"strangeness……"
Writing should be a cultural heritage that a country cannot part with. Even though he now uses Bornian, he still chooses to use Chinese when taking notes when reading.
"Why doesn't she use Xia Jingyu?"
Not only that, all the books that could be seen in the house were only related to Ronark City. Jiang Chenchuan also found the cloak and clothes used by Night Travel in the closet. This young lady in early winter is really not as good as he imagined. So simple.
"This is……?"
Jiang Chenchuan found a piece of paper at the bottom of the cabinet and squatted down to pick it up. Surprisingly, the paper was written in the language of Polnia. The crooked handwriting could only be barely recognized:
I didn't escape. I hid in a place where I could hear the bells. The cold wind sounded like someone sobbing in my ears. I couldn't be discovered. If she was discovered, Ronark City would lose everything. She was The witch can cast a curse that makes life worse than death.
Now, I only have one place to go, and that is the birthplace of steam technology, Polnia. I heard that there is the land of God. Great father, do you think God will save us?
