Mystic Holy See

Aldridge can't describe how he's feeling right now, he's puzzled, surprised, and a little ridiculous

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This body, naked and pale, covered only with a white cloth, was actually the beautiful and moving lecturer of Windsor Lang.

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However, his first reaction was not to guess the cause and effect of this incident, but to quickly think about whether it would involve him. Mobile htts:

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Aldridge's mood immediately calmed down, and he didn't panic at all.

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This has nothing to do with him.

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The guard of the laboratory building can prove that this is the second time he has come to the laboratory building this week except for class, and Andre, who he met just now, can prove that he did not bring any storage equipment when he came in.

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It has almost nothing to do with him, except that the Windsor Lang lecturer appeared in the morgue he used.

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"But trouble is trouble, at least a few investigations."

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Aldrich sighed secretly, and the spirit quickly spread out, confirming that there was no one on this floor.

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He reached out and rubbed the Windsor Lang lecturer, and put her into the silver ring of Aiken on his right hand. When making the black ring, he remade a ring that he used, and used more materials to expand the volume.

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At least it's more than enough to hold a corpse.

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This is a helpless move. Aldridge can accept the suspicion of murder, but he will never accept an investigation in the context of human life.

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His identity was originally changed by spending money, not to mention that he also made a disguise of his appearance. Once checked, no problem turned into a problem, not to mention that his resume was also fake.

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There is no one missing body because of this. Windsor Lang's body is extra. Even if Aldridge doesn't find it, it will be found by the morgue administrator.

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After processing the traces, Aldrich sat expressionlessly on a chair in the morgue, murmuring as he watched the room of corpses.

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"The question now is, who and why killed someone and want to frame it on my head?"

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This kind of naive method, if the person who does it is not stupid, then he is just playing.

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Hey

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Aldridge narrowed his eyes, probably having some thoughts in his mind.

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Aldrich walked out of the laboratory building with a calm expression, and saw Andre again, he was talking to another lecturer, and it seemed that he was asking the same question as before.

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"Professor Andre, Lecturer Nibb." Aldridge greeted with a smile.

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Both of them nodded politely.

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Aldridge first went to an orphanage not far from Spursey University.

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"I have some things to deal with. I may come to pick up Eve later today." Aldridge said to Carula, who was staring at him dissatisfiedly.

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Eve came over and held him, looking at him suspiciously.

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"Don't worry," Aldridge stroked the little guy's hair. "It's just a little thing."

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Eve nodded obediently.

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Carula curled her lips and said, "Buy more fruit when you come back."

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Aldridge laughed and said happily, "No problem."

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After coming out of the orphanage, he returned to Spurzy's office, thinking about various things while waiting for the night to come.

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"Bang bang bang."

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At about eleven o'clock, after the school had quieted down, there was a knock on Aldridge's office door.

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"Please come in."

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Aldrich sat on the chair with Erlang's legs crossed, and said without surprise.

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This guest was invited by him.

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The logic is very simple. The presence of Ms. Windsor Lang's body in the morgue or in the morgue used by Aldridge is no surprise that it is a naive planting.

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Because there are so many better ways to deal with corpses than this.

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So killing is only one of them, and there are other purposes.

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According to the normal development of the plot, this incident will definitely be revealed.

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It might be Aldridge himself, or it might be the person who manages the morgue, but one day passed, and nothing happened.

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What about the shadow of the police?

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Not seen.

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In that kind of place, there is no chance to hide a body at all.

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Unless Aldrich is a Beyonder and has special means.

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Aldrich took the corpse, returned to the office generously, and never came out again, wanting to see if anyone would come to him or to find the corpse.

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One really came.

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Aldridge stared at the door, trying to see who it was. The fingertips under the desk were filled with black and gold, and they were turning into thousands of books.

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The door was slowly pushed open, and Abel stood at the door with an expressionless face, his body straight.

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Aldrich's eyes flashed for a moment - someone coming was one of his guesses.

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There were only two people he suspected. One was Andre, who met at the door of the laboratory and was looking for Windsor Lang, and the other was Abel, who said he wanted to chat with Windsor Lang.

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Of course, it could be other strangers, but why do strangers get involved with Aldrich?

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Fortunately, he had a target in his guess, and it was Abel.

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He twisted his neck stiffly, leaned forward, put his head into the office, looked around, walked in step by step, and slowly closed the door.

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Abel pulled out an awkward smile, "Good evening, Mr. Aldridge."

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This somewhat confused gesture doesn't quite resemble Abel himself, Aldridge thought.

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"Good evening, this gentleman," he said tentatively, calling him this gentleman.

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"Hey," Abel laughed, "I'm sorry, this body control is quite unfamiliar."

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He admitted it honestly.

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Aldrich said directly, "Who are you?"

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"An ordinary Beyonder." He said while looking around, "Where did you hide that woman?"

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Aldrich leaned back in the chair, tapped the table with his fingers, and asked casually, "Why did you kill her?"

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"You have so many questions."

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Abel grumbled, poked his fingers on his chest and said, "Didn't this stupid donkey tell you to talk to that woman, hehe, I'll kill her easily."

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He put on a puzzled expression and said, "I just didn't expect you to be a Beyonder, it's not fun."

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Aldrich raised his right hand, and several thousand books floated up, the needle points facing his face.

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"Hey, hey, it's not going to start a fight." Abel threw his hands and took a few steps back with poor acting skills.

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The corner of Aldridge's mouth showed a smile, and he got the information

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He didn't want to do it directly, he just wanted to scare him and make him smart.

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"What mystery is this"

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"Shadow of Chaos~www.wuxiaspot.com~Order"

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"3".

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Is this a coincidence?

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Aldridge happened to be in the Johnny's family's library and read the information about the Chaos Shadow Fiend.

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He stood up, playing with a thousand books in his hand, and said with emotion, "Abel and Windsorron have been unlucky for a few lifetimes to meet a chaotic shadow demon who aspires to be promoted to rank 4."

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Abel's expression changed suddenly.

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Aldrich said sensibly, "I've seen the records of your kind of thing. In addition to potions, you need to eat enough negative emotions from humans to be promoted to rank 4."

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Mysterious Holy See

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Mysterious Holy See