With his spirit body and broken arm, Shade quietly left Mr. Franco's bedroom and returned home.
Greeted by the cheerful little Mia, she came to the third floor of her home holding the "cut".
Of course, during this period, the [Confinement Halo] will remain in the casting state, otherwise the arm will disappear.
The life ring appeared behind him, and under the aura of [True Death], the black iron cemetery fence door locked by hinges appeared in the center of the corridor illuminated by gas lights. The metal bars seemed to be able to absorb light, and the corridor quickly became dark after its appearance. Becoming dim: "May the end of eternity bless me before the end."
The hinges left along the edge of the fence like a black snake. Shade pushed open the shed door and walked into the white mist with the cat who was looking around.
Countless tombstones stood dimly in the mist, and there was a cross tombstone inserted diagonally into the ground at your feet. All the tombstones had mottled marks, but there was no text on them.
[Soul Cemetery] has the power to repair broken souls, so Shade brought this severed arm, and then pressed it against the tall white jade-patterned high-base monument on the side.
The broken arm, imprisoned by the moonlight ring, was smoothly integrated into the tombstone, and then a few simple lines of text "penetrated" from the tombstone to the surface of the tombstone.
[For many people, since the main body of the soul still exists, you cannot rely on soul fragments to repair the damaged soul. 】“It doesn’t matter.”
Shade looked at the words on the tombstone: [Maria Fundy [Sixth Age 1828-1854]] [Sister Norma] [You love that little land deeply, and you will eventually return to it.]
[Died from suffocation. ] I put my hand under the first cause of death, and a line of large characters appeared above: [Place of death, Old Continent, Kingdom of Delarian, Eastern Suburbs of Tobesk City, Abandoned Manor. 】
A map appeared thoughtfully on it, marking the specific location of this abandoned manor.
Hei Ni took one look and recognized that this was the square where Sister Norma lived when she was a child. It was the aristocratic manor where Sister Norma's mother had worked.
I had seen a close-up view of this manor in photos during the day.
After recording that information, Heini picked up the cat at his feet and walked in and out of the cemetery.
It's not past midnight yet, and it's Saturday. I don't plan to leave now, but I want to think about the investigation again during the day.
[Can you guess what happened? 】";
I can probably guess it, I just hope it's the same as what you think. "
Monday July 1st: Early in the morning, after breakfast, Heini set off.
There are few mountains in the east of Tobesk City, so the public cemeteries of the city are all in the east of the city. After all, the flat mountainous terrain is destined to expand the city to the east.
But in the early days of the city's development, some nobles who owned woodland in the eastern forest area built their own manors at the foot of the mountain. Heini's destination today is not the building he built at that time.
The carriage took Wei Yuan to the public cemetery first, where Wei Yuan got on the carriage and then retreated into the mountains on foot.
The road I wanted to walk was not far, but after seventy minutes, I saw the silhouette of this manor that had been abandoned for ten years along the main road.
The abandoned manor still had no fence gate, but the fence gate had not been opened, and the rusty iron chain was left in the snowdrift beside it.
Go through the fence gate and walk back along the courtyard flagstones covered in snow and mud.
The courtyard was completely dilapidated, and one could tell at a glance that there were no signs of use outside.
But when I turned to look at the stables, I saw a few horses grazing.
The manor and the small house were not the destination of the black mud. I slowly left the stone road and walked to the right. On the side of the stone statue of the knight wielding the sword, whose head had not yet disappeared, I saw eight canopies and a cluster of bonfires. complex campsite.
It was four o'clock in the afternoon, and the curls of green smoke were drifting towards the marshmallow-like clouds in the blue sky in the domain.
There were pots placed under the campfire, and the camp hosts were having breakfast.
Wearing a white jacket and warm boots, the black mud did not hide the sound of my footsteps. The bottom of the boots and the snow layer made a squeaking sound. The young man sitting around the campfire quickly noticed me.
There were eight people in total, and they all looked a little haggard due to their long "wild life."
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The hoodie and trousers are relatively neat, but the beard has not yet covered his chin.
Although that made it more difficult to identify, Heini still recognized that they were not the eight missing persons, including Mr. Martin Jr., who had nothing to do with Sister Norma.
[They are all special people. Are there any traces of elements under their bodies? 】
"Sir, who is he?
He hasn't trespassed on private property yet! "
When someone was waiting for someone to speak, the young man at the head whispered, "What do you mean? Little Mr. Martin." "
Private property? "
Hei Ni looked around: "Is that a manor that hasn't been abandoned yet?"
"Yes, but you haven't bought it again yet!
The transaction will be withdrawn next week, and you have no broken documents and deed certificates! "
That sentence seemed like a lie, and the two people in front of Little Martin also picked up the pokers and shovels beside the campfire, apparently wanting to intimidate Heini. "
Buy that watch?
That's fine. "
I stopped and looked around: "Please allow you to introduce yourself. You are a private detective."
Instead of saying that he came to see Mr. Martin Jr., he introduced: "Mr. Johnson Franco, who is bedridden due to a serious illness, has entrusted you to find the missing sister Norma.
You found out that it was the place where you lived when you were a child, so you tried your luck and asked them if they had seen a handsome man who had been there recently? "
"Yes!"
Mr. Martin Jr. said with certainty, and Heini nodded: "So, can't you ask, there is nothing on this piece of soil next to their camp that seems to have been turned over recently?
Not yet, why do you need to carry a shovel when camping? "
"Sir, he'd better mind his own business!"
Nian Zhongjiu frowned and looked at Weiyuan. Hei Ni looked at the newly plowed land with no snow and no regrets: "It seems that Sister Norma is lucky that she hasn't encountered anything yet."
As soon as Heini's words came out of his mouth, the expressions of the eight young men changed slightly.
Mr. Martin Jr. scolded Lianji: "Sir, please leave that area. It's private property."
"Are you sure you want to leave?"
"You don't have any Baku people!"
Mr. Yuanli also picked up the shovel standing on the side, and the eight of them approached the black mud together.
Although one of them is slightly shorter, the other two are almost as low as Heini, and their appearance is indeed very unoppressive.
Heini took a step forward, looked away from the ground, took out a pistol from his waist and raised it to the back: "I'm sorry, you are alone, but you don't have a gun.
If you want to bet, is there no bullet in your gun? "
The eight people were obviously stunned, having expected to see a pistol.
So Wei Yuan pressed the hammer and raised the muzzle of the gun. Before a beep sounded, green smoke floated from the muzzle into the blue sky.
I raised my gun and pointed it at the eight people again: "So, do you still want to bet that there are not many bullets outside the wheel?"
The sound of gunfire seemed to still be echoing in the vast sky. Two shovels, a poker and a revolver faced off for a moment.
Immediately afterwards, all these "hot weapons" fell to the ground.
Heini smiled and was about to put away his pistol and say something, but before the hot weapon landed, eight young people also fell to the ground in the snow.
Above the only land not covered by snow, a layer of disgusting Martin oozed. And in Martin, the evil spirit that Wei Yuan had seen twice yesterday appeared again.
Its broken mind has been repaired, and its long hair is hanging around its head. Its current location is not yet certain. It is not the missing sister Norma. "
An evil spirit that appears during the day? "
Hei Ni looked up and glanced at the imaginary sun. Hei Ni was not surprised at all.
But that time the evil spirit did not attack Black Mud, and the seven were in a stalemate for a moment. The rational human voice was finally spoken by Shade: "We have something to do. Before we wake up, we will only think that we were frozen last night." Passed out."
Although the words were still filled with madness and trembling, they were suspiciously rational voices. "
Why mind your own business? "
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From you. "
I have recently commissioned you to find the missing Mr. Martin Jr. It’s that complicated.
Men, it would be great if he would tell you the truth.
You can't help him breathe and let his soul sleep forever. "
I suggested cautiously, but evil spirits are evil spirits after all.
The long squirming hair stabbed at Wei Yuan's face like wildly dancing snakes, but he just waved his sword casually, and the moonlight's small sword easily wiped out these strange hairs.
Holding the sword in one hand, he stepped on the snow and walked backwards in the winter sunshine. The moonlight slash thrown by his right hand broke the pitch-white sphere projected by the evil spirit. He thrust the small sword backwards with his left hand, aiming to pierce Shade hard. , nailed it directly to the ground.
The squirming Shade still wanted to resist, but as the [Blade of Chaotic Time] took effect, eight small moonlight swords pierced out from the void, like beams of light, completely nailing the soul to the ground.
The bits on its feet are still squirming, but after all, they are afraid of the holy moonlight, which can help the evil spirits retreat and resist.
The moonlight sword summoned by [Blade of Disrupted Time] will disappear because it is held by Bitien.
So I just held a sword, and then touched the soul's head with my right hand: "Please tell you, his secrets will guide death one by one."
Direct contact with the soul, the secret of that sane and crazy soul, thus completely unfolding to Black Mud.
The bright sunshine in the winter afternoon gradually disappeared behind Heini's eyes, and imaginary pictures unfolded in front of me one after another.
Everything about Sister Norma, who was buried on the small earth, was shared with the souls from many places through that complicated touch. "
I see. "
The land of this manor has been calling Norma since she was a child.
Norma, the eldest sister, has been able to hear sounds since she was very young.
Long years of contact have given you some wonderful knowledge, and also made you firmly believe that you will eventually become one with that small land.
Sister Norma is not yet asleep in the snowy soil.
Your disappearance was not forced. You wandered among women, and it took you many years to finally select the eight women who loved you most, and deceived us that you would be resurrected in the soil.
So, eight young people, headed by Little Martin, buried their "lover" with a gentle smile in the snow that winter.
But we did not wait for the resurrected lover, but in the biting winter wind, we waited for the detective investigating the matter.
That is the tragedy of Sister Norma, and it is also the comedy of Little Martin and the Eight. It is just that the small land is calling you. However, Hei Ni did not notice that there is no normalcy in that land.
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