Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

"The corpse, gone?" Ikanser, who had no time to organize his appearance, repeated one after another, with a solemn expression.

He pondered for a few seconds, then raised his head and asked:

"Are you sure, can you be sure that the Mr. Larry Byrne you found was the victim of the Rotten Male Corpse?"

While speaking, he subconsciously glanced at the documents spread out on the table again, speaking quickly.

You know, yes and no are completely different meanings.

If it's just a misjudgment, it's probably just an imitation case made with strong acids and chemicals. After all, Evans just said that there are many traces of corrosion.

But if it is the real victim of the undiscovered rotting male corpse, then the scope delineated by Evans will likely directly help the Heart of Machinery and take down the murderer who has been creating the rotting male corpse.

He has been committing crimes recklessly for two months!

In the face of Ikanser's questioning, Dunn nodded extremely calmly, his voice calm.

"yes, I'm sure."

Deacon Ikanser, who had his hands on the table, suddenly fell silent, and his eyes kept moving on the desk where various documents were scattered on the table.

Finally, he remembered something, and quickly pulled out a case file wrapped in a kraft paper bag from under a stack of documents.

This is a backup taken from the Sevieras field.

While unraveling the white wool wrapped around the paper bag, he asked without looking up:

"Can you restore the scene at that time?"

Dunn, who has extremely rich experience in official Beyonders, did not hesitate, and looked back with a very familiar side.

He was silent for about a second or two, separated the dream in his head from reality without much effort, and recalled the memory:

"Mr Larry's corpse had many rats clinging to it at the time, and the corpse spots on his body indicated that his death should have been within a day before I found it, which did not match the decomposing condition on the corpse, and the extra corrosiveness on his body. The trauma marks are also consistent with previous reports, and it is basically certain that it is a follow-up to the rotting man's corpse case."

"And..." Dunn paused, looking at Deacon Ikanser hesitantly.

"And what's wrong?" Ikanser asked, frowning slightly.

After two seconds of silence, Dunn considered:

"I met a Beyonder with at least Sequence Six or above, or the other party possessed this level of... mystical item. He appeared near the corpse and defused my attack."

"But his state seems to be difficult to judge. After defusing my attack, he left quickly."

Dunn's brows were furrowed. Just now, he almost used a sealed item to describe Beyonder items because of his habit. This is a common term used by official Beyonders.

Ikanser, who was not in good health, felt a headache as he kneaded his temples.

Evans himself is a scholar of criminal investigation, and his judgment should not be wrong, plus he has encountered a mysterious Beyonder, an Beyonder who may be the murderer.

He is the "Nightmare" of Sequence Seven himself, and it is not easy to suffer in frontal battles. It seems that the Beyonder who is suspected to be the murderer should really be above Sequence Six.

Damn, if there was no cult incident in the East District yesterday, and I could have been in the office yesterday, Evans' information might have been handed in earlier... Ikanser felt a headache, took a few steps back, and sat down. When he got to the seat behind the desk, his eyes narrowed slightly.

After a while of relief, he opened his eyes again and said slowly:

"I have to report this matter to the archbishop, and at the same time, I will also try to apply for a case with the Night Watchers. Their 'psychic' and 'divine' are more professional than us in this regard."

"Evans, you should stop going to the sewers alone recently, and ensure your own safety."

He pressed his eyes tiredly, not noticing the change in Dunn's expression.

After regaining his energy, Ikanser stood up straight, holding the document and said:

"But you can also participate in peripheral activities. If there is a 'nightmare' to work with, our burden will be much less."

Whether it is from a personal point of view or a comprehensive consideration, he wants to win over Evans, a "nightmare" can make up for the shortcomings of the Heart of Machinery team.

Almost without thinking, Dunn gave a negative answer and shook his head:

"I will not participate in the official action. Although I am also a believer of the goddess, considering my own sequence, I am not suitable to meet the night watchman."

In this regard, Ikanser can only express regret and give up persuasion.

After all, if a wild "nightmare" directly exposes his identity, he will definitely be investigated and questioned by the Nighthawks.

Iconther paused, and couldn't help but add:

"Follow your opinion. If the information is confirmed, I will take the initiative to apply to the Archbishop for your reward."

Dunn, who was unwilling to have too much contact with the official organization, nodded reluctantly, and immediately withdrew from Ikanser's office. Research".

The large black umbrella that was big enough to accommodate the two of them couldn't stop making a muffled sound under the heavy rain. Dunn was walking on the slightly waterlogged road, and he didn't have the intention of recruiting a carriage for a while.

He stared blankly at the distance cut off by the darkness and fog, and the corners of his mouth let out a cold breath.

Ikanser's suggestion just now made him recall the sight of encountering Daly at the police station after examining the body he encountered at Mr. Miller's house that day, which made him want to back down subconsciously.

Am I still qualified to appear in front of her now?

Listening to the majestic rain, Dunn looked around the empty streets, and a thought that had been suppressed slowly came to his mind.

"Maybe, even if I am like this, she will still just beat me up and accept the reality."

As soon as this idea appeared, it made him tremble like an electric shock, shook his head violently, and subconsciously did not want to believe it.

He hurriedly walked to the side of the road, the black umbrella separated the rain, looked into the distance, and said loudly:

"The carriage, here!"

.............

At the Backlund Railway Station, the sudden heavy rain broke the original plan, and the 215th train will be the last bus to arrive in Backlund tonight.

Clothed in heavy iron armor, the steam train with its increasingly shiny outer shell rumbled against the platform under the wash of rain.

The huge locomotive spewed white steam, and the gas with the residual temperature just floated out, and it merged into the surrounding water mist, and it faded and disappeared in an instant.

Waiting for the flight attendant to clear everything up, the passengers who arrived at their destination moved next to each other and got off the carriage one by one.

At the exit of the carriage towards the rear of the train, a mature gentleman with black hair and brown eyes, leaning on a cane, walked down the steel stairs unhurriedly.

He has a rare bronze skin and soft facial features. It was after the Tingen incident that he went to track down Ince Zangwill's Azik Eggers.

After several misguided pursuits, Azik finally determined the approximate location. Ince Zangwill had already hid in Backlund, a metropolis with a population of over five million.

Even if the great "Death Archon" has special means, once it is close to 0-08, Azik will be designed invisibly and encounter various accidents.

The reason why he did not directly use the spirit world shuttle, but chose to take the steam train from East Chester, was because several times before, because of the arrangement of 0-08, he encountered unknown obstacles in the spirit world.

"Is it also his arrangement this time?" Azik carried the luggage in his left hand and a dark blue umbrella in his right. He did not choose to stay at the station like other passengers, and walked out of the platform alone.

Under the cover of darkness and heavy rain, he didn't go far before he let go of his right hand, and the umbrella that should have fallen to the ground hovered steadily, as if an invisible hand was holding the umbrella handle.

The cold wind around him replaced the roaring cold wind, and the formal coat that fluttered slowly calmed down and fell on both sides of his calf.

............

"Prince Edsack hired Sherlock Moriarty, but he was still under the supervision of Herwin Rambis, this skilled, sophisticated, and elegant 'spectator' will surely take control of the situation, There won't be any drama out of his will."

......

"Although the aura of 'devil' is getting stronger and stronger near the sewers, the stupid official Beyonders are still unable to find the clue. They are still being restrained by the various activities created by the Aurora Society in the Eastern District, and they have not even been able to find the hidden labor union in the dock. Lanervus."

......

"Ah, how unfortunate, Lanvus was once again controlled by the will of the true creator, and he failed to escape this time, but who was the Mitchell who fought with him, he is not the great Alle The 'midnight poet' that Suhod is familiar with?"

"No, I must find his true identity!"

(A line is crossed out here, UU Reading www.uukanshu.com's dark ink smears the notebook, and the original conclusion cannot be seen at all)

"Strange, the trace of Mitchell suddenly disappeared, but he did not die. Could it be that he was involved in a greater danger?"

......

"It's really unfortunate that Azik Eggers, who has been thrown away, has come over again. The sudden heavy rain failed to stop him. It's really unfortunate."

In the closed room, a black quill pen, which has always been normal, hangs above the notebook, writing out of thin air.

Suddenly, a slightly pale big hand clenched it tightly, changing its trajectory abruptly.

"Although Azik Eggers came to Backlund, because the location of Ince Zangwill is extremely secret, he couldn't find the specific location directly. He was a little tired and chose to live in the Eastern District. Obviously, he will be targeted by the lunatics of the Aurora Society, which is reasonable."

With only one eye intact and a face as profound as a classical sculpture, Zangwill has a stern face and an extremely serious expression.

"It's writing its own story again..."

Since coming to Backlund, the activity of 0-08 has risen to a new level, and it seems to be docile and more rational, but Zangwill always feels that there is always a greater danger waiting for him.

He took a deep look at the black quill in his hand, paid attention to the time again, got up and left, and walked out of the room.

rustle.

After the door was closed, the quill pen flew again and flew under the table, on the rough wooden board, reluctantly wrote:

"Ince Zangwill would have the idea of ​​consulting Hvin Rambis because he couldn't control the pen of Al Sukhod, which is reasonable."

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