Cold air swept across the land, and the sun reflected colorful lights on the water, making the Sheriff's Office signboard shine brightly in the early morning.
Just after completing a police dispatch, a large number of patrol officers returned to the Sheriff's Department. Toler Kress appeared in the team. He greeted his colleagues enthusiastically and hurried to work before he fully recovered. Everyone expressed their sympathy to the poor newcomer. He has great sympathy and will take care of him to some extent.
"I heard that a madman was caught this morning and was just locked up."
"He was still a student, but he went crazy for no reason. It's such a pity."
As he passed by, Toler Kress heard the whispers of his colleagues, so he stopped and stepped forward to ask for some details. The iron door leading to the holding room was open, and he revealed his identity and walked out.
After walking down the steps, I took the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall and lit it, illuminating the surrounding environment.
The depths of the steps are dark, and occasionally you can hear screams. No one likes to stay here. In the damp and dark underground, even the air smells of mold.
Some prisoners were holding on to the railings, with expressions of despair on their skinny and sunken faces. It was also the first time for Toler Kress to come to the holding cell. He tried his best to keep his eyes open, but he still couldn't help but look at the surrounding environment. Come.
The wound on his neck was aching faintly, and he had a vague feeling of something bad, as if he was approaching a strange source of infection. From time to time, some murmuring sounds would come from his ears. When he subconsciously wanted to look for it, he felt something strange. wonderful.
The reason why he wanted to see this young man was probably related to Yvel von Heinrich. He remembered seeing his figure rushing into the sea of fire before losing consciousness.
But when he woke up, he didn't have the courage to see that person.
How ridiculous.
Even though he was a policeman and he had no doubts about the world, he didn't dare to approach that ordinary-looking man.
He once wandered around the downstairs of Heihe Detective Agency for a long time. When Jiang Chenchuan went out to leave, he didn't have the courage to come up and say hello. He couldn't help but raise his hand and slap himself. He really wanted to ask why...
Seeing the unconscious trembling of his palms and the scar on his neck that almost killed him, Toler Claes really wanted to jump up and curse himself...
"coward!"
When he went home to rest for two days and mustered up the courage to face Ivel von Heinrich again, he learned from his landlord that Jiang Chenchuan had left home and did not come back for three days.
Also missing was his summer roommate, Miss Chudong.
Using his identity, he asked the landlord for rental information about Evel von Heinrich and Jiang Chenchuan, as well as the history of the Heihe Detective Agency.
The poverty-stricken past was not worth mentioning, but Toler Kress just wanted to understand where the fear of Jiang Chenchuan came from.
"ah!--"
In the dark cell, a thin hand stretched out and almost grabbed the corner of Tollecress' clothes. His wildly beating heart revealed his state, but he still pretended to be calm on the surface.
Hearing the sound of a hand slamming on the door in a failed attempt, Toller Claes passed by that room, stayed there for a while, took out his baton from his waistband, turned around and knocked violently on the cell door.
The huge noise silenced the entire detention room. Toler Kress's eyes showed the unique sharpness of the young police officer. He turned his head and warned:
"Be honest."
The disdainful eyes in the darkness were filled with a little awe, and the other prisoners seemed to realize that the man in front of them was not easy to mess with.
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The old rule, to prevent theft, is to replace it after an hour. Jason had a look of madness on his face, and he had lost his mind in his eyes. The two of them watched as he dragged his companion down step by step, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.
"Go home...we can go home together...call Leon, yes, and Jane...call her too."
It felt like falling from the scorching summer to the cold winter. Only this time, I didn't feel half happy to find the truth. Instead, I felt an inexplicable heaviness.
"He touched the finger of chaos..."
"what is that?"
Hearing Chudong's indifferent words, he still had a heavy feeling. The former companion became a killer, which was probably an outcome no one expected.
"A medium that can create chaos so that we can explore people's desires. This is what the witch asked us to do. After destroying Ronark City, her next target seems to be England Beir."
"That... big box by the door?"
Jiang Chenchuan quickly understood.
"That's a gift from the witch to Yinglan Beier."
The dark night always brings fear to people. An accident caused the plan to deviate from the track. Those eyes looked at the Duanting Mansion, trying to find flaws in the night.
The temperature was obviously very low, but Jason didn't seem to feel it as he approached the door of the mansion step by step.
"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you right now. Don't worry, you only suffered a minor injury. I will take you to the hospital."
Jason turned his head and muttered to himself to the headless corpse on the ground. He paused for a while, as if he was really waiting for the corpse's reply.
Unfortunately, no one here could answer him, not even Jiang Chenchuan and Chudong. Jason let go of his dragging hand and slowly walked towards the door.
"What does he want to do?"
Chudong stood on the steps, a little confused, and Jiang Chenchuan came to her side. They both knew in their hearts that Jason could not open the door in front of them.
But what no one expected was that Jason pulled the door handle, heard a click, and the handle actually turned, and then slowly pulled it open.
The looseness of the door surprised everyone. The moonlight shone on the ground, and there was heavy white snow piled up on the lawn in front of the mansion. Jason turned around, still muttering something in his mouth, and grabbed the corpse's ankle again, and pulled it The person was dragged out little by little.
Following his figure, the faint white moonlight shone on Jason's body, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step he took, until he slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only Jiang Chenchuan and the others. Bright bloodstains.
Meow~
A black cat jumped in, wandered around the door, sniffed the blood on the ground, and raised its head. Its dark eyes were shining brightly in the night. It seemed to be staring in the direction of the steps, but Jiang Chenchuan and the others They are living creatures, and normal creatures cannot see the existence of souls.
The cat licked its fur, raised its legs and walked towards the mansion.
"Wait! No!"
Chudong exclaimed, but even if she wanted to say something, she couldn't stop the black cat. In its spiritual state, it couldn't be touched or escape.
The moment Black Cat stepped into the mansion, the door slowly closed again.
boom--
With a painless sound, the mansion was sealed again, as if Jason's escape just now was their hallucination.
Meow~
The cry of the black cat told them that everything just now was not an illusion. There was an icy mist outside the window, and the cold air eroded and covered everything with a thin layer of frost.
Chu Dong stepped down the steps, as if he was about to do something, but was stopped by Jiang Chenchuan.
"Let's go back."
There is no point in doing anything now, Jason has left, and this black cat obviously has special spirituality.
"But……"
Chudong wanted to say something, but when she turned her head and saw Jiang Chenchuan's face, she was slightly stunned, then nodded and silently agreed to his suggestion.
Time still goes by faithfully, and as it approaches morning, the sky has some hazy brightness, but it cannot be seen clearly.
People who got up early appeared on the street for various reasons, but they couldn't help but look at the dark mansion. A figure appeared on the lawn, blurry, with mottled blood all over, and behind him, It seems like there's still something behind it.
Step by step, Jason's face became gloomy, and all the sounds left him. The nightmare-like obsession could not leave his ears.
Go to the hospital...
There is also salvation...
Just go to the hospital...
Completely ignoring the screams in the street and the chaos of the people, he opened the iron door like an ordinary person, then turned around, took his companions, and slowly moved out.
Many people say that the winter in Polnia is full of strange beauty. Even if there is a bit of harshness that stings the skin, it will not stop the poet from falling in love with such a romantic land.
Even if the blood has been drained, the red blood stain cannot be erased. It keeps spreading and is finally covered by the door. Someone tried to open the door of the mansion, but failed, so they could only find someone to notify the Horst family. , waiting for them to bring the keys to the mansion.
The people outside the door are full of absurd helplessness, while the people inside the door can only linger on the edge of life and death.
It was an experience that could not be told in words. No exception would come for someone. Leonid stood in front of his pocket watch. Although he was anxious, he still insisted on maintaining the surge of power. Only in this way can Jiang Chenchuan be guaranteed to be able to survive. Returned to the body smoothly, but...
Leonid glanced at Chudong's body and sighed helplessly.
In the past, he would have had to educate those disobedient and willful students, probably because he had experienced death. Therefore, he could also understand that there was a necessary reason that prompted Chudong to make such a big determination.
"Leonid."
A familiar call sounded, and almost at the same time, Leonid showed a look of joy.
"It's too risky! I have to teach you a lesson next time to let you know what it means to respect and fear life..."
"Okay, okay, Leonid, we have a new breakthrough."
Jiang Chenchuan came to Leonid through the switch of the time pocket watch, but was not in a hurry to return to his body. By the way, he also brought Chudong to this timeline.
Seeing Ivel's body, Chudong apologized to Leonid.
"What breakthrough?"
"If I count the fifth level of the world, then it is the third level of the world..."
If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, even Jiang Chenchuan might not be able to believe it. He paused and continued.
"The murderer left Duan Ting Mansion."
"What!?"
Leonid exclaimed.
This is simply impossible!
But nothing changed in the space they were in.
"So, there are conditions for leaving Duanting Mansion..."
When certain conditions were reached, they could leave the mansion. Jiang Chenchuan understood immediately. He turned around and touched his pocket watch. The picture and scene switched again. The lightning outside the window reflected his profile and illuminated the entire mansion.
A bloody figure slowly walked out of the room, leaving a bloody footprint on the ground with every step he took. Jiang Chenchuan noticed that in this woman's hand, she was holding a dagger that was still dripping with blood.
"I've seen her..."
Chudong appeared next to Jiang Chenchuan, and the woman passed through their bodies bit by bit like this.
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Chudong raised his hand and pointed in a direction. Without further delay, Jiang Chenchuan immediately walked towards the bedroom.
Sure enough, a brutally dead body was found on the bed in the bedroom, with the same dagger stuck in the woman's chest and the blood stains all over the room, just like what they had seen before.
Suddenly, there was a strong wind beating against the window, making a whimpering sound. The woman appeared behind them, walking towards the body step by step according to the predetermined trajectory.
Just like the NPCs set in the game, they mechanically do what they should do, fight in the air, and finally restore the scene at the moment when the corpse died.
After doing all this, the woman slowly stood up, grabbed the dagger, and continued to move to the next place.
"Let's go, follow her."
The heavy rain outside the window seemed to never listen. They were left in this night, repeating the same thing every night. They may have been tired, but they were trapped in the prison of time and could not escape. There was no way to escape in early winter. What to say, just follow that woman with Jiang Chenchuan.
The woman walked slowly, as if she knew exactly what she was going to do, entered the next room, and then used the same method to kill the owner of the house.
There was almost no suspense. In such a deep night, everyone had already fallen asleep. The woman stood up again, and lightning struck the window, illuminating the woman's face.
Her face was calm, and her eyes were hollow, filled with unwarranted terror and horror. There was nothing there. Fortunately, the only people she saw were Jiang Chenchuan and Chu Dong, and neither of them had any big reaction.
"Why do you want to follow?"
You can even chat casually while waiting for the process.
"This is not your problem alone, Mr. Iver. There is no need to take all the responsibility on yourself."
Chudong replied coldly, without any major fluctuations in his tone.
Many times, Jiang Chenchuan's reactions are the result of past experiences, but he is Evel now and does not need to be responsible for other people's lives.
"..."
He did not answer Chudong, but after a short silence, he continued to have sex with the woman.
The woman stood quietly in front of the window and made a cry. The memory of the past can only show that she did exactly that. After killing the person, she cried silently in the storm alone.
Volume One.
The first chapter of the night: Sonata.
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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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