late at night.
It was raining heavily on the street. There has always been a lack of street lights in the Eastern District, and the road was rough and muddy, making the bumpy ride really unpleasant.
"The road ahead is not easy, so get off here."
About a hundred steps away from the entrance of the stronghold, Ed gave instructions to the driver of the rental carriage. The carriage slowly stopped, he paid the fare and tip and walked off.
Tonight was another moonless night, and only the subtle trembling of shadows could distinguish areas of standing water. He didn't bring an umbrella. He held his cane in his left hand and put his right hand in the concealed gun pocket on the inside of his coat, just in case.
The carriage faded away from his sight. There was a rapid dripping sound from the eaves, an uneasy groan came from the mental hospital, and a cat screamed in the distance.
Ed stepped forward. The one-eyed spider crawled out of the cuff silently, hung on the mailbox nearby, got into the delivery hole, and quickly disappeared into the night.
There is no one behind me.
In the bright yellow fisheye vision, Ed did not detect any potential stalkers.
No one is following me. Could it be that I used the "Moon Shadow" secret text?
He only felt more and more strange.
In his memory, the only extraordinary person known to have mastered the secret text of "Moon Shadow" is Miss Olivia, but she should still be recuperating at this moment, and there is no reason to follow him...
Looking forward, the entire hotel was dark, as if lifeless and dead.
Because she was afraid of the dark, Charlotte would always light a soft night light in her room even late at night, but now even this light was gone.
Could it be that something happened to Charlotte? !
It shouldn't be... Byakuya has returned, and Charlotte's mood has been relatively stable these days. Could it be Buck...?
What kind of trouble has this guy caused?
Thinking of this, he quickened his pace and controlled the one-eyed spider to crawl towards the main entrance of the hotel.
You must first find out what's going on inside to avoid being completely passive.
The windows were closed and the door was ajar. Entering from the front may be a trap, as the one-eyed spider's abdominal tool set can cut through glass, but the noise it makes may alert the snake.
There wasn't much time left for him to make a decision. Ed controlled the one-eyed spider to sneak into the main entrance. If it were normal, there would probably be at least one person sitting at the bar at this time:
Usually it was Anvil or Byakuya, two drunkards, or maybe Quinn. Mr. Kraken would occasionally go for a drink, but no one could stand the smell of his scales.
But there was no one at the moment.
Damn it, where have you all been...
Ed was about to control the one-eyed spider to climb up to the second floor to continue investigating, but found that his eyes suddenly turned dark, bright yellow black.
Lost signal? No, the one-eyed spider is still within my control.
He wanted to control the one-eyed spider to move back, but found that the one-eyed spider was trapped by something and could not move at all.
Through his connection to the one-eyed spider, Ed could feel it being dragged into the air.
This is bad...
The rain seemed to have penetrated the brim of the hat and was flowing down his forehead——
The other party knew who he was, knew he would come, and knew his abilities. At least on the surface.
Maybe I shouldn't push this door open, it's a trap, reason told Ed: Turn around and leave here forever, maybe there is still a glimmer of life.
The rain is getting heavier and heavier, and the scene in front of me seems to be overlapped with memories...
The rest is up to you, Ed.
Some familiar echo kept him where he was.
He reached his right hand into his vest pocket. There is a red-eyed spider equipped with the Eye of Mentilosa. This is his last trump card——
The fragments of the Mirror of Illusion can be used two more times. If the opponent is deceived by his illusion, he will have at least one chance to strike back...
【Don't do this. 】
Pale white flame characters appeared in front of his eyes.
Sylvie? ! It turns out you are still here, I thought...
【Do you believe me? Edgar Waikolo. 】
…
There was a moment of silence.
certainly. he responded.
[Okay - listen to me, don't worry about anything now, just open the door and go to the second floor, and then you will know what all this is about. 】
The flame words dissipated like dew in the wind, and there was no response.
All right……
Ed adjusted his breathing slightly, put his right hand on the gun bag, and pushed open the door with his shoulder. He believed that Sylvie had no reason to harm herself at this time.
There was clearly a trace of alcohol lingering in the air, indicating that there had indeed been a drinking party here not long ago.
The one-eyed spider was long gone. However, through the still-unsevered connection with the one-eyed spider, Ed was able to sense its approximate location on the second floor.
"Who are you?" he couldn't help but ask.
No one responded, just like in the control room.
Could it be that person? Did he come to the door first?
Such thoughts unsettled Ed. He didn't know if he had a chance of winning now, especially in a situation like this where he had thrown himself into a trap. But he didn't stop.
Come on, let's make an end of it, whoever you are...
The only sound left in the room at this moment was his own footsteps. Rain dripped from the brim of Ed's hat, and he could feel his heart pounding.
But he could find no reason to retreat.
At the corner at the end of the stairs, a blurry black shadow appeared in front of him.
Before Ed could react, an irresistible force behind him held down his right hand hidden in his coat, and at the same time covered his eyes——
More than one person? !
Desperate thoughts flashed through me like electric arcs.
"Happy birthday, Ed."
Quinn's chuckle almost rang against his ears.
