Ten-Dimensional Covenant [Unlimited]

It was already four hours before we returned to the kennel.The sun came back, and I became that clumsy taiyaki again.

Before I had a sip of beer and rested my feet, Peanut knocked on my door impatiently.

He brought me a message:

It turned out that when the first death occurred, a witness saw the suspected murderer.Coincidentally, the witness happened to be a great painter.

He has drawn the true face of the murderer and pasted it on all the bulletin boards in the town. Inspector Durian Cake even issued a reward in the name of catching the thief. Residents who provide clues will get a bottle of new seasoning." "Extremely delicious" chicken essence as a reward.

"Then what are you waiting for?" I jumped up from the broken sofa, swung my inflexible fins and rushed out of the room with him.

Run two blocks, around the melting pot, to the bulletin board door in the town hall.I just realized that things are not what I imagined.

The person in the painting is wearing a black cloak and a mask of the God of Deliciousness. His face and figure cannot be seen clearly, and even his gender cannot be distinguished. He looks like a medieval assassin.

"What can you tell from this?" The spring roll bag who was also watching complained.

The rest of the onlookers also booed.

Even Peanut couldn't help shaking his head.

Everyone complained, except me.

I stood there, looking straight at the painting, and thought of a person I hadn't thought of for a long time - Fen Shuangyan.

The person in the painting has long fiery red hair, and I have never seen that gorgeous color on the second person.

But soon I shook my head in self-denial, what a joke, this is a character in the book, how could it be Shuang Yan.What's more, the suspect's left hand has a cross-shaped scar, while Shuang Yan's hand is as clean as jade.

It can't be her.

I squeezed Peanut's head and lifted him out of the crowd: "Let's go, there's nothing to see."

He basically agreed with my judgment.

We squeezed out of the crowd and saw the huge furnace again, with raging flames burning inside. I was puzzled: "Why is there a furnace at the entrance of the town hall?"

Peanut explained: "According to the history of Witch Town, this is a furnace used for sacrifices in the old days. The flames from hell are burned in the furnace. No matter how hard the ingredients are, they will be burned in a second.

It cannot be extinguished.Over the years, many people have stumbled and fallen into the furnace.

The mayor had a headache, and once paid a lot of money to offer a reward to a warrior to carry it away, but after so many years, the warrior was still not born.Can only let it go.

However, it is said that the current mayor intends to recycle the waste and use it as a tool for the death penalty. "

I touched the outer wall of the furnace, it was really hot, and it is estimated that an egg can be boiled in three seconds:

"Forget it, don't worry about it, let's find Yanchao Coffee."

Bird's Nest Coffee is another person who committed suicide ten days ago, the source of the epidemic depression.

He lives in the city center, only 15 minutes drive from us.

Because of Peanut's short legs, I called a taxi, and the driver was a chatty roast duck, chattering gossip and cold jokes endlessly.

"Hey, do you know? Although I'm a duck, many people think I'm from the country of geese. Do you know why?"

"Because people around me call me Roast Duck Driver, Roast Duck Ski, Quack Quack Quack."

What a cold joke.My ears are freezing.In order to prevent being frozen, I tried to interrupt him several times, but I was confused by his high octave "quack quack".

Even, after learning that we were going to visit the family of Dayan Nest Coffee, he said to me mysteriously: "Trust me, you'd better prepare a baseball bat and a football helmet."

I couldn't bear it anymore: "I think you are the same."

My aura was fully open, and that powerful hardcore aura instantly frightened him.

He finally shut up.

When I got off the bus, because the roast duck driver didn't prepare a baseball bat or a football helmet, he had to accept my proposal of credit with a sad face.

I promised to give him a 50 bill in the future, which means he still owes me 4 trips worth 10.

The roast duck driver cried even harder.But because he didn't prepare a baseball bat and a football helmet.I had no choice but to agree to this unequal treaty, and even promised to wait for us at the door and take us home.

I closed the door contentedly.He came to the door of the small villa in front of him.

The villa has been damaged recently.Several pieces of glass were broken, and the paint on the door was fresh.There are several tomato prints on the wall.

It seems that many depression patients have expressed their dissatisfaction.

I knocked on the door.A ferocious coffee can came out. He held a machete and let us roll as far as he could.

Peanut wants to reason with him, telling him that we are not here to cause trouble, but to send warmth to the community.

He didn't believe it, and the roar became louder and louder, and he even started waving a machete: "Epidemic depression has nothing to do with my little brother. He is already dead, don't bother him anymore!"

I used my clumsy fins to perform an empty-handed sword attack, and then I used my strength to hit the mountain with another move.

The menacing coffee jar immediately bowed down under my hard-core detective demeanor, put on a five-body posture, and opened the door to welcome us in.

Seeing that he was still lying on the ground, looking for the missing Da Ya, I waved my hand graciously, indicating that we will walk the rest of the way by ourselves, so we don't need his company.

I smashed open all the doors at the speed of the wind, and took out a female pot. In my kind inquiries, she told me that her name was Eagle's Nest Coffee.

"Don't touch my sister." The coffee can that I hit on the ground struggled to crawl towards me.

I looked at him, then at his sister, and suddenly realized: "Could it be that you are the legendary Nescafe?"

I thought about that crap again, and the coffee he made me for the first time.

My fins suddenly lost control, and when I woke up, the pair of fins had already opened the "spiritual cover" of Nescafe coffee and dug a spoonful of coffee.

In his cursing voice, he soaked in hot water.

I scolded the pair of fins in my heart, but in line with the principle of not being wasted.I still picked up the cup and took a sip, but quickly spit it out.

Bitter, too hard to describe.

I don't know if he was overly sad, or lost his coffee partner.

His taste was completely different from what I remembered.

"Maybe there is something wrong with your sense of taste." Peanut also took a sip, "Isn't the taste the same as before?"

No, it's impossible.I punched peanuts in the face and refused to admit it was my problem.

"You, are you really here to help us?" Younger sister Eagle's Nest Coffee said timidly at this time.

"Of course." I wiped the peanut butter off my fists, "Look, after all this time, I haven't smashed the glass in your house, spit on your sheets, or threw rotten eggs at you. I'm not here to help you, what are you here for?"

Nescafé and Eagle's Nest Coffee, with bruised noses and swollen faces, looked at the broken door lock and closed their mouths together.

Peanut was still understanding, staring into Yuanyuan's eyes and said: "If you have any difficulties, just tell us, as long as we can help, we will help to the end."

Younger sister Eagle's Nest Coffee seemed a little excited, her lips trembling, "Really, can you really help us find the cause of second brother's death?"

What! ?cause of death?

I was stunned for a long time, and then a sip of coffee almost sprayed on her Tianling cover, it could not be that the bird's nest coffee is not suicide! ?

It seems that the discovery can't beat me.The two cans of coffee were simply broken and the cans were broken, and the dead cans were treated as living cans doctors.It led me to the house of the dead bird's nest coffee.

From my sister's mouth, I learned a little-known secret.

Yanchao Coffee is indeed suicide.But there was something strange about his suicide.

Things started five months ago, that was one morning.The siblings were still in their deep sleep when they suddenly heard a scream piercing the dawn.

I realized that the origin of the screaming was the house of the second brother Yanchao Coffee.The big brother Nescafé wakes up immediately.

He quickly ran to the second floor, the door of the second brother's room.

But saw that the door was closed.There was heavy breathing in the room.

The next second, the mirror was smashed and fell to the ground. Nescafé was startled and reached out to open the door.

But I heard Yanchao Coffee screamed inside the door: "Don't open the door!"

Nescafé hesitated for a little while, and within a short while, the door was blocked by a heavy object and could no longer be opened.

"Second brother, Xiaoyan, what's the matter with you?" Nescafe tapped on the door worriedly.

The younger sister, Eagle's Nest Coffee, also rushed over and joined the ranks of knocking on the door.

At this moment, hysterical screams came from the house, "Get out! Get out!"

Speaking of this, the younger sister's eyes turned red, she lowered her head and sobbed softly, "Second brother is a very gentle person, don't talk about yelling at me, he never said a single serious word.

But since then, his whole person has changed.

He locked himself in the room for a long time.

He didn't come out until night fell.His eyes became gloomy, but from time to time revealed the confusion and fear of a child.

We asked him what happened.He didn't say anything, just shook his head.

He didn't eat anything, and the first thing he did after he came out of the room was to stuff himself into the big brown windbreaker and hurried out the door.

He didn't return home until midnight.Similarly, without saying anything, he locked himself in the room.

Since then, he has become silent and reluctant to go out. He always covers his face with clothes with a stand-up collar, suspicious, and even a little nervous.

The eldest brother said with certainty that the second brother felt that someone was following him, so he always turned around so suddenly, looking behind him nervously.

But I feel like he's more haunted by a ghost.He broke all the mirrors in the house, but couldn't help chasing after things that could reflect light.

He stared at the glass, at the teapot, at the tiles.Then, like a frightened chipmunk, there would be a sudden shudder and murmur, "She's back."

He became increasingly silent, emaciated, and tranced, occasionally slipping into delirium.

Until that night 10 days ago, he left a note and ran to a deserted suburb.

He opened the lid, threw himself upside down into the toilet, and committed suicide. "

After listening to his sister's narration, Peanut hurriedly asked, "What note?"

The younger sister took out the note, and there were only three words written on it: Farewell.

Peanut wrote disappointment on his face.

But I was lost in thought, she came back?Who is this she?

Could it be... I remembered what I saw last night,

Is it his ex-girlfriend?

Just as I was making extraordinary reasoning, my elder brother Nescafé finally opened the door of the dusty room.

The curtains were drawn, and the sunlight soaked every silent photo.

Yanchao Coffee, in the photo he is a coffee jar with a gentle smile, looks delicious and has a nice smile.

He has many friends, distributed in different photos, who accompany him through every tender period.

"Are these two his best friends?" Peanut pointed to the huge photo in the middle of the wall.

In the photo are three kinds of food.In addition to Bird's Nest Coffee, there is also a piece of dark chocolate and an ice cream. The three foods stand side by side, holding a huge gold medal together——

Champion of the 63rd Witchtown Delicious Masters

"Yes." Younger sister Eagle's Nest Coffee said proudly, "They are my brother's best friends. They used to be classmates. They went to study abroad in Rainbow City, the capital of gourmet food. After returning, they became colleagues and worked in the best restaurant in Witch Town. Restaurant - Ding Kua Gua Restaurant.

Three years ago, they jointly developed a snow-top chocolate coffee with their own outstanding taste. Through this drink, they won the championship of the 3rd Tasting Competition. Our house and car tickets were all earned by the second brother. "

Peanut glanced at his eldest brother, Nescafé, knowing a little about the family, "Then now that everyone is dead, what do you live on?"

Younger sister Eagle's Nest Coffee said lonely: "Second brother has a lot of inheritance, dark chocolate brother also gave us a sum of money, there is no problem in life. It's just..."

"Don't be sad, life is still going on, and people have to look forward." Peanut casually comforted a few words, and then began to ask the addresses and contact information of the two friends of Yanchao Coffee.

The younger sister patiently gave the answer.

Nescafé, the elder brother, dismissed it: "What's the use of asking them? Everyone pretends that they don't know? Huh, I have hands and feet, and I want their stinky money?"

"That must be because your way of asking is wrong." Peanut is rarely humorous, "Don't worry, our hardcore reasoning masters will definitely ask you clearly."

After he finished speaking, he pushed me who had been silent all this time.After pushing twice, he turned his head when he saw that I didn't respond, "What's wrong with you?"

What's wrong with me?

Before answering this question, I have to ask what happened to this dungeon?

Just as Peanut and that female jar were having a heated fight, my 100 vision turned to a photo in the corner, and my head exploded immediately.

For nothing else, I have seen the people in the photos.

As we all know, the whole Gourmet Land has been cursed by a witch to turn into humans at night.

The identity and image of human beings have always been cast aside by gourmets.

The photo in the corner is the only photo of a human face in Yanchao Coffee.

And the person in the photo is not someone else.It was the sage on the Titania, that rustic love story.

My memory is like urine that has opened the gate, whizzing out.

I finally remembered the murdered yoghurt, what happened to the sense of familiarity on my body.

Isn't that long platinum hair the same as the Benson woman who died on d125 of the Titania.

How could it be such a coincidence?I cranked up the horsepower and ran my 250 IQ at full throttle.

Finally came to two conclusions.Or, the book was written by a player of the Titania copy;

Or, this book is another masterpiece of Qiu, the author of Titania.

But no matter what, the author of this collection of fairy tales seems to intend to reproduce the grand scene of the Titania.

My heart is beating like a bomb, wait, does this mean that he may also appear in this instance?

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Zhouzhou will debut in about 4 days.

absolutely romantic