Chapter 102: Terror in the Mansion (9)

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Countless scenes flashed in front of my eyes, and the severe pain in my heart could not be ignored. I could see Leonid's mouth opening and closing, but I couldn't hear clearly what he was saying. It was as if he had fallen into the abyss of the sea, and only the sound of rain could be heard. fluctuation.

Suddenly, the picture slowed down, like slow motion in a movie. All movements became laggy frame by frame. It was as if consciousness was about to leave the body, and everything became out of control.

But at first, he didn't see anything. He just felt that the floor under his feet suddenly shattered and fell uncontrollably. Then he seemed to see the blazing flames spreading towards him, reflected in the water droplets. In the middle, straight forward, illuminating everything modern around it.

It seemed that a figure was being penetrated. It was the sound of an iron plate hitting the gun body. He heard a strange yet familiar voice saying to him:

"Why help them? 00174."

Those crazy eyes slowly opened, taking the place of the moon, hanging high in the sky, looking down at the Duanting mansion.

For some reason, his breathing became heavy, and an unspeakable pain swept through his body, as if all the oxygen had been drained from his body. It was a drowned dead, a charred corpse.

Click——

The sound of mechanical clocks rang in his ears. The normal scene unfolded in front of Jiang Chenchuan's eyes almost instantly. The deviated fate seemed to suddenly turn back on track. In the same corridor, three or four overlapping different scenes appeared at the same time. The strange double image in front of him made Jiang Chenchuan quickly close his eyes. After a while, he felt that he was stable, and then he opened his eyes again.

Yes, he seemed to be alive, but something was different.

If I had to describe it, it felt like I had become lighter, I would move faster, I would have no strength to punch, and when I lowered my head, I could still see the dark red carpet through my hands.

Success?

"Is this... a success?"

Chudong was a little confused. At that moment, she seemed to see Jiang Chenchuan's figure, but the next second, it disappeared again.

"It should...succeed."

Leonid was not sure either. The huge clock behind him was still turning normally, indicating that the power of the pocket watch was indeed working. Jiang Chenchuan's body fell softly to the ground, seemingly without any sound.

"But...if Mr. Ivel is in a soul state, why can't I see him?"

This is what Leonid finds strange. Even he cannot see the existence of Jiang Chenchuan. He can only feel the general direction of his existence through the fluctuation of power.

A vague figure walked past Leonid. It should be Jiang Chenchuan's soul, and he started... to take action.

Jiang Chenchuan was finally able to understand why Leonid could travel freely in the darkness without the need for a light source. The perspective of the spirit body was different from that of humans. The darkness was still the same, but he could see clearly what was in front of him.

He could see the pocket watch suspended in the air, but could not see the figures of Leonid and Chu Dong. After trying to touch the pocket watch for the first time, the scene in front of him seemed to have changed. The mansion was still the same, but the surrounding decorations were somewhat different.

He turned around and looked out the window. The heavy rain was still there. There was no light at all in the area that extended outwards, and the range of his spiritual body's perception was also very limited. It could be roughly inferred that Jiang Chenchuan was currently in the scene of memories.

According to Leonid, there are five time nodes in Duanting Mansion at the same time, so he must understand the stories that happened in each of these five worlds in order to find the source of the time distortion.

"So...which world is it now?"

The second time he touched the pocket watch, the clear sound of rain stopped in his ears. When he no longer needed the help of a lantern, the sight in front of him also frightened Jiang Chenchuan.

Even the ceiling was spattered with blood, vases were smashed to the ground, chairs had their legs broken, and were piled in the corner of the corridor. The broken door panels occasionally made a "creak" sound and were crumbling.

On the second floor alone, Jiang Chenchuan found the bodies of three boys and girls. The first one was closest to him and was attached to the wall. There were iron chains tied around the body, connected to the dagger inserted into the chest. Judging from his condition, there are many bruises on his body and face, and the one on his chest should be the fatal injury.

If he knew him, he would be able to call the boy by his name, it was Leon.

The second body would be further away, found in an open bedroom. It was a young girl with almost no other injuries on her body. The purple color on her neck could indicate that she died of suffocation.

The third corpse was at the corner of the stairs. Together with the knight's armor, it was obviously the one Leonid mentioned. It was pierced by a long sword. Based on the body's movements when it died, it was initially inferred that it should have been an accident while escaping.

Jiang Chenchuan could not touch these corpses and could only speculate on what they had experienced during their lifetime based on observations from different angles.

It has to be said that his identity as a detective has brought him too many benefits, and he will subconsciously deduce the scene of the crime based on different scenarios. strontium, lulu, machine, https://?/a>?i/z/w/wc/o/

This should be a skill that most detectives have, which is to put yourself in someone else's shoes...if I were the murderer, what would I do, why did I kill like this, and what should I do next.

Fortunately, the ghost-like body does not seem to have many constraints. Even if it is a locked room, he can pass through it at will. Except that he cannot leave the mansion itself, he seems to be able to reach any place.

The fourth body was found in the corridor on the third floor. You can see it as soon as you go upstairs. Only the body fell straight there, but the head on the neck was missing.

"What kind of power is it..."

Being able to create such a rough cross-section, Jiang Chenchuan squatted down. Only after closer observation could he determine that the fourth deceased was young and should be a man of the same age as the three corpses downstairs.

According to normal people's thinking, they can probably guess that they entered the mansion on the same night and knew each other.

But what is strange is why everyone else died on the second floor, and only this headless boy died on the third floor.

Moreover, it is obvious that the death method on the third floor will be more bloody and cruel than the death method on the second floor.

Jiang Chenchuan still needed more clues to support his inference. He walked around upstairs and looked in every room, but he didn't find any useful clues.

He could only go all the way down. Finally, Jiang Chenchuan found the newspaper with the date in the housekeeper's room with the door closed on the first floor. It was thrown casually on the table. The dust accumulated around it looked like no one had cleaned it for a long time. .

"Northern Calendar...wait, just a few days ago?"

If it were more accurate, it would be the day before Chudong came to Duanting Mansion, and those poor boys and girls were left in the dark forever.

before and after,

There is only one day difference!

Volume One.

The first chapter of the night: Sonata.



2022, autumn.

The drizzle of rain fell from the gray sky, lightly drenching the city streets.

It's autumn, and from time to time you can still see pedestrians without umbrellas hurriedly passing by with their hands on their heads.

In the narrow military-civilian alley, there was a boy of seventeen or eighteen years old, sitting opposite an old man under the awning next to the supermarket concession stand.

The whole world outside the awning is gray, and the ground has been turned light black by the rain. Only the ground under the awning remains a dry area, as if there is only this piece of pure land left in the whole world.

An old wooden chess board was placed in front of them, and above their heads was a red 'Flying Supermarket' sign.

"General," the young man Qingchen stood up after saying that, leaving the old man with thinning hair sitting blankly.

The young man Qingchen glanced at the other person and said calmly: "No need to struggle."

"I can still..." the old man said unwillingly: "We have only gone down to the thirteenth step..."

In his words, the old man felt a little embarrassed about the situation where he had lost his armor in thirteen steps.

Qingchen didn't explain anything. The murderous intention was revealed on the chessboard. It was the last moment of Tu Qiong Dagger's view.

The young man has a clean face and clear eyes. He is just sitting there wearing a simple school uniform, as if the world around him has been purified and transparent.

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The old man threw the chess piece in his hand onto the chessboard, abandoning it and admitting defeat.

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