I Forged the Myth of the Old Ones

Drizzt closed his eyes and fell into a light sleep.

He didn't enter the dream directly this time, but first had a few vague and discontinuous dreams, all of which happened in the last few days.

In the dream, he was sitting in the office, sleeping on his desk, when he heard someone open the door and come in, the person's footsteps were light but unfamiliar.

Drizzt in the dream knew very well that this was the murderer of this series of cases, he came to kill him, he didn't know why he knew, anyway, he knew.

"No, I'm going to die!"

Thinking so, Drizzt tried to struggle to get up, but his body couldn't move at all, it seemed extremely difficult even to raise his head and open his eyes.

As the footsteps got closer, Drizzt's fear grew deeper.

He had no time to think about how he, who couldn't open his eyes, saw the picture in the office, Drizzt just tried to wake himself up.

He felt as if he had opened his eyes, but they were still closed.

The detective tried to move his body and let himself fall off the table to wake up, but he tried again and again, and he seemed to fall from the table over and over again, but his consciousness seemed to be sealed with glue, and he remained motionless.

Finally, the murderer had come behind him, "he" grinned, and Drizzt felt a colic in his body, and his internal organs bloomed like flowers.

Then Drizzt woke up.

"It turned out to be a dream..."

Drizzt, who was thinking to himself, found that he was not in a detective agency, but in a dilapidated, but clean and tidy apartment room.

It was the apartment where the accident happened!

Drizzt tried to move his head, but found that his field of vision remained motionless, like a camera lens in a movie, unable to be controlled by his own will.

"Is this also a dream?"

Drizzt was a little scared, afraid that another murderer would walk in from the door of the room later.

But this time Drizzt's consciousness was a little clearer, and he remembered that he couldn't see the surrounding environment at all in the dream just now, and he must have had a dream.

"No, was that just a dream in a dream?"

Before Drizzt could figure out the situation, he heard a loud noise coming from outside the door.

"How many times have I told you not to touch my suitcase!"

This is a sharp male voice, with a bit of vicious energy.

"I just want to help you clean up..."

A somewhat shrill female voice sounded.

The two quarreled again, and Drizzt probably heard that it was the voice from the next door.

"Tuck? The guy from the Knife Gang?"

Drizzt thought of the information from the previous investigation.

"Get out of here, get out of here!"

The man's voice became more and more irritable, and with a bang, Drizzt looked to the next door, where the sound of beating came from.

"Please, stop hitting, stop hitting, stop hitting..."

The woman's voice was trembling and humble.

As a qualified gentleman, Drizzt definitely couldn't just sit idly by and ignore things like beating women at will.

But the perspective remained motionless, and only looked towards the door after hearing footsteps.

The door was opened, and it was the girl.

Liz, Drizzt remembered her name.

Behind Liz, Drizzt saw a tall man and a woman who had been slapped and was whimpering and crying.

"This woman...?"

"Liz, you can use this money to buy something to eat. If any customer treats you badly, tell me."

Tucker from the Sharp Knife Gang seemed to change his face when he spoke to Liz, and he didn't have the viciousness and violence just now.

He gave Liz some bills and left.

Only Liz and the woman were left.

"...your injury."

Liz was about to help the woman deal with the wound, but she was pushed away by her.

"It's all your fault, it's all your fault, he wasn't like this before..."

The woman immediately slapped Liz, making one side of that childish and somewhat mature face flush.

Without giving Liz time to react, the woman left immediately.

Liz stood there in a daze, and it took a long time to come back to her senses. Clutching the banknotes tightly in her hand, she went back to the room and closed the door.

"It seems that I really did something bad."

Liz looked at Drizzt with a forced smile on her face.

"...By the way, your illness should be almost cured. We can go out for a walk in two days. I also bought the medicine for you these days. Dr. House is really a good man .”

She took out a medicine bottle, poured out the medicine in it, and fed it to Drizzt.

A sense of peace spread, and Drizzt didn't know he could empathize with it in the dream.

He opened his mouth, wanting to say something, but in this dream, he couldn't speak.

"I've saved enough money, we can change to a better house, a house with its own bathroom, when you get better, we can enjoy the sun on the lawn, we can walk on the road... "

She said a lot of visions, and only Drizzt knew that these were all illusory, the girl would die soon, and even the whereabouts of her body were unknown.

Listening to the girl's words, Drizzt fell asleep in a dream.

At the moment when his consciousness was blurred, Drizzt suddenly recalled what he saw just now, the face of the woman who was beaten and scolded by Tucker of the Sharp Knife Gang.

Although scarred by the violence, Drizzt recognized her immediately.

Flora.

The call girl with the glass flower blooming in Dr. House's downstairs dark room!

The moment he realized this, Drizzt felt that face suddenly distorted, becoming extremely hideous, and stuck to his face like a human skin mask, trying to replace himself.

He tore his own cheek, and the pain was so painful that Drizzt woke up suddenly.

There were insects chirping outside the window, and wild cats screaming in heat.

Drizzt was in a cold sweat. He had always thought that his main perspective might be Flora, and that Flora and Liz depended on each other for life, but now, a perception may have to change.

Flora is not the owner of Drizzt's dream, and her relationship with Liz is not good. It can even be said that Floren harbors resentment towards Liz.

Flora is Tucker's lover of the Sharp Knife Gang. She was not affected during the gangster fire, and survived by luck. After losing the support of the Sharp Knife Gang, Flora went back to her old job and continued to work in the red dance hall. Be a call girl until death.

"Then, the owner of my dream may really be the murderer!"

Drizzt came to the window, and he looked out into the empty street.

He saw that on the street, there were homeless men huddled among newspapers, drunks who drank their own counterfeit wine and wandered around, sneaky guys who didn't know what to do, and some who rummaged through trash cans. Wild dogs looking for food.

There is also a woman.

A woman in clothes that fit her body like a cheongsam held a paper fan in her hand, covering the lower half of her face.

Drizzt's gaze was attracted by the other party.

Just looking at her eyebrows, this is also a beautiful woman.

He wanted to see better.

Drizzt leaned out of the window.

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The first monthly pass in November plus 3/3

===412. King of Ideas in the Abandoned City===

Just as Drizzt was about to lean out of the window with most of his body, he was about to lose his balance and fall to the second floor.

But the woman glanced this way, which made Drizzt's movements freeze.

When he came back to his senses, he realized that half of his body had already leaned out of the window, precariously on the verge of falling.

Turning to look at the street again, the woman had disappeared.

The barking of dogs and the meowing of cats echoed in the streets of the abandoned city, and the thin mist enveloped the chimneys of the factories, and those thick gray smoke formed the clouds of the abandoned city, covering the starry sky.

"Liz's cohabitant is the murderer, and all this can be explained clearly."

Drizzt felt himself gradually understanding everything.

"Because of the gang fight, Liz was killed, and her cohabitant tried to avenge Liz by killing Flora, who had insulted her, and Dr. House may have charged Liz when he sold the medicine. The extra pay has also become an object of hatred."

"As for the Catania family, this is the direct cause of Liz's death. Naturally, the cohabitant will attack the gangsters. First of all, McGee was tried but not punished in the firefight. people."

"Afterwards are the members of those families..."

However, Drizzt still felt puzzled, the cohabitant looked weak no matter what, how did he obtain such strange extraordinary power?

Moreover, his assassination method is to avoid exposing himself, but he is an ordinary civilian, even if his face is seen, he may not be able to find it, so there is no reason to hide himself.

Such an anonymous assassination, and the method of directly killing the chasing Lu Lian, is obviously because this person currently has a prominent identity, and he does not want to destroy this identity. After assassinating the Catania family, he still I want to keep my current life.

"..."

Some answers came to Drizzt's mind.

Each one made him a little scared.

In the end, Drizzt pointed his suspicions at one person.

stone.

Judging from the current motives, Stone is the most suspect.