Yu Xingyue Hunts the Evil Me

"well...."

Weber exhaled a long breath from his mouth. The sudden murder on the train made him a little anxious.

Don't complicate a simple problem, that's how it should be.

Like the murder that happened not long ago, it would be possible if he coveted Teresa's magic eye or had a grudge against Teresa.

However, thinking of his stolen holy relic and the thief's special invitation to come to this train, Weber couldn't help but connect the two things.

Moreover, the connection does exist.

The type of effect of Teresa's magic eye should only be known to her and Olga Marie on the train.

Future vision, ignoring the process and directly seeing the result. If it is such a magic eye, and Theresa's existence is known to others, if someone wants to do something on the train, they must first deal with Theresa who has early warning ability.

But the problem is that the Animusfia family has always been reclusive, and family members rarely show up. If the other party knows Theresa's ability, the murderer must be deeply involved with the monarch family of the Astrology Department.

If the guess is true, this can be used as a clue to identify the murderer.

"However, the murderer cannot be seen even by looking past...."

Finding clues from the murder itself is of course the most effective. The problem is that there are no clues at all. There are no magicians here who specialize in séances. Fortunately, with the assistance of Karabo, the agent of the Holy Church, the effect of past vision even exceeds that of ordinary séances.

But even looking back in time, Karabo could not see clearly what happened at the murder scene.

When this happens, there are two possibilities: either the murderer also knows Karabo's magic eye ability and specifically targets it, or the other party has some special characteristics that cannot be observed.

Different guesses continue to lead to different branch results. Without decisive evidence, it is impossible to deduce which is the truth of the matter.

"teacher..."

After finishing the investigation of the crime scene and returning to the room, Cowles immediately greeted him

"What's wrong?"

Pinching his eyebrows, Weber steeled himself and looked at his disciple who was hesitant to speak.

"Well, not long ago, a letter suddenly slipped in through the crack of the door. When I opened the door to investigate, the hallway was empty."

The fatigue on Weber's brows was swept away, replaced by extremely sharp eyes.

He took the letter from Cowles's hand.

After opening the envelope, some scrawled writing came into view.

"Please arrive on the roof of the trunk car at six o'clock in the evening"

"teacher..."Corless opened his mouth to say something, but Weber had already taken the letter back into his arms.

"It looks like the thief is finally planning to show up."

"Very good, finally there is no need to look around like a headless fly.

Weber's attention returned to Cowles:"Are you asking how the letter was delivered?""

"There are many methods, such as presetting the spell, hiding the envelope, and then delaying the reveal. After the murder, the scene was in chaos. The thief probably took advantage of this time to place the envelope."...................

Time soon came to evening, and Weber took Gray to the agreed place before the appointed time.

The wind was very strong on top of the train, and the sunset dyed the sky red, along with the fog surrounding the train.

"Will thieves really come?"

Gray helped her teacher climb to the top of the train with difficulty.

"could this be...."

‘Gray didn't say the word"trap" directly. She knew that her teacher must have considered this.

"possible."

Webber nodded slightly.

"But now that we have reached this point, we can only come to the appointment, right?"

"After all, you have been led by the nose from the beginning. Unless you can get things back in advance, there is nothing you can do about it."

"However, I am curious as to who is making such a bad joke."

Honestly, on the roof of the train in the evening, you can enjoy the magnificent scenery that is rarely seen here. But neither of them had such thoughts at the moment.

Gray nervously grasped the handle of the birdcage, and Weber kept looking down at the watch on his wrist.

Soon, the appointed time came and there was still no one on the roof of the train.

"Is it a prank?"Grey asked

"No...."

Weber suddenly raised his head.

The sky suddenly darkened, although it was indeed almost evening now.

However, the sky darkened too quickly.

I saw that the sky was suddenly covered by thick dark clouds, and white thunder flashed among the clouds.

The wind on the roof of the train suddenly became much stronger

"This is...."

The abnormal changes in the sky reminded Weber of something, and his color suddenly changed.

As for the birdcage held in Gray's hand, the square-shaped object in the birdcage, similar to a Rubik's Cube, also came to life, and the lines turned into eyes and mouth, shouting loudly.

"careful! Gray has a strong magic reaction!"

A thunderbolt fell and hit about ten meters in front of the two of them. The huge energy surge caused all the magic in Weber's body to stand up, giving him a numbing pain.

"Master, be careful!"

But immediately he fell into a warm embrace. Gray hugged him with one hand and led him to retreat to the rear car.

Until he reached a safe enough position, looking back at the place where he was just standing, Thunder A figure appeared in the place of arrival, and the majestic and powerful voice reached my ears immediately after my eyes caught the figure.

"He actually came..."

The explosion of thunder at close range made Webber's ears ring a little, but he still clearly heard the words directed at him.

The eyes reflected a tall woman about twenty years old.

Wearing leather and metal armor, the woman looked even taller. Her neatly cut, slightly curly black hair was flying in the wind, and her eyes were gold and silver demonic pupils with different colors on the left and right.

The appearance and attire are so different from those of modern people, it's like the ancients stepped out of the history books.

Weber felt a familiar feeling.

It was a familiar, inhuman, incomprehensibly powerful feeling, the feeling that the opponent couldn't even muster the will to fight as an enemy just standing there.

"follower...How can this be?"

Realm Record Tape, those heroes who are engraved in history. He who participated in the Fourth World War is no stranger to such existences.

Moreover, he also felt another kind of familiarity from this strange servant.