Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 As of now, the death toll in this Blizzard Mountain Villa has risen to eight, and strong evidence proves that in addition to the doctor, there is a more brutal prisoner active in the castle.

　　 The arrest of the doctor last night was probably the beginning of everything, not the end.

　　 But the most surprising thing is that the number of people who did not have an alibi accounted for more than half of the time when the doctor and the two servants were dead. At that time, most people thought that the culprit had been caught, so they were no longer with their companions during the action.

　　 This resulted in Jenkins and the butler being unable to find any relevant clues, and no one had discovered that people who shouldn't be in the corridor appeared during that time period.

　　 So, Garcia made a bold guess:

　　 "Didn't we discover the complex secret road in the villa? Maybe someone moved through the secret road, and even the murderer is not someone we know at all. There may be mysterious people living in secret in the secret road!"

　　 When he announced this to everyone, all the living people in the villa gathered in the restaurant for dinner. The servants and guests eat at the same table to make the housekeeper feel extremely embarrassed, but this is currently the safest behavior.

　　 The sky is getting dark, but the restaurant is brightly lit. In the most primitive instinct, fire and light often mean safety. Even if short candles have no effect, people can gather together in a warm and bright room, which still gives everyone great courage.

　　 Now in this room, the creature in the best mood should be the chocolate on the right hand side of Jenkins. In order to reward him for his brave behavior last night, Miss Lawrence and Miss Mihail specially asked the kitchen to prepare ample food for him, and forbid Jenkins to interfere with his cat.

　　 At this moment, it is quietly enjoying its own food, and occasionally strokes the back of the man's hand with its fluffy tail, hoping that he will not be so anxious.

"Secret road? It is indeed possible. After entering from the entrance of the doctor's room, you can find a narrow gap between the corridor and the wall of the guest room. But the secret road in the doctor's room has all collapsed, and the only thing left is Those who descended directly lead to the outside of the manor. He probably used this road to continuously go out for his own terrible experiments during the year, so there must be other secret passages in the villa, otherwise he could not explain all of this. ."

　　 Jenkins picked up the soup spoon and tapped his soup bowl gently, hoping everyone can focus their attention.

　　 He is not worried about his safety, but the safety of Miss Mikhail and Miss Lawrence is difficult to guarantee, after all, he cannot monitor them 24 hours a day.

　　 This made Jenkins very anxious. He raised his head and looked at the people at the long table. It seemed that everyone's face was covered with treacherous and viciousness.

　　 shook his head fiercely, and he said again:

　　 "I hope everyone can pay attention to some of the walls or corners around them. Before this is over, it is best to work and rest together."

　　 "But the murderer wouldn't burst out of the wall suddenly, would he?"

　　 Miss Rick asked in horror, and Hathaway immediately pulled Jenkins's sleeve.

　　 "Oh, what I said just now is just an exaggeration. No matter how cruel it is, it's just a human kind."

　　 It's not easy to say whether it's useful to go together, after all, the murderer could kill two male servants silently. If he or they are not skilled murderers, then they must be extraordinary gifters.

　　 Thinking of this, Jenkins glanced at Mrs. Hydra and the key keeper Oudley again, especially the former. With the arrest of the doctor, it can be determined that these two people have nothing to do with the spiders outdoors, but this does not mean that they are both kind people.

　　 Mrs. Hydra is a gifter, and Old Oudley lied about the secret path. They all fit the characteristics of murdering doctors and servants, but Jenkins can't blame anyone until evidence is found.

　　 Once everyone starts to distrust each other, this will be the starting point for the collapse of the villa.

　　PS: This chapter is 4K. After the defense is over, it should be no problem to pass, now you can wait for the final draft and graduation with peace of mind.

Chapter 688: Midnight Dream

　　 Until the night break, there was no new progress in the murder investigation. Everyone carefully searched the room where the doctor was detained again, but they did not find the secret passage under speculation. Jenkins even wanted to tear down all the walls except the load-bearing wall, but was immediately stopped by the butler:

　　 "Mr. William, we can't sabotage the scene. After the policemen arrive, we will rely on this to avenge the dead."

　　 The butler said it was very reasonable, which also dispelled Jenkins's manic thoughts.

　　 He suddenly felt that his current mood was very wrong, because normal Jenkins is definitely a calm person.

　　 "Have I lost my peace of mind because I lost the convenience of Eye of Truth? Or am I overly worried about Hathaway and Miss Mihail?"

　　 He couldn't find a suitable reason.

　　For safety, the room where everyone sleeps has been reassigned. Among them, the workers who take care of the boiler in the cottage outside the manor will rest with the stubborn key keeper. People want the old man to stay in the cottage, but he refused:

"Do you know what I'm talking about? I have worked here for nearly 30 years, and I have never lived in the villa once! Isn't he just a cowardly murderer? If he dares to appear in front of me, I must Use this gun to let him know how good I am!"

　　 said while waving the old shotgun in his hand. The butler on the side retreated immediately, for fear that the old man might accidentally touch the trigger because of his excitement.

　　 The servants who lived on the first floor of the manor originally shared a bedroom with multiple people, but the guests on the second and third floors moved to the second floor and then re-selected their own roommates.

　　The window in Miss Mihaier's bedroom was broken, so she couldn't live, and she didn't want to be separated from Hathaway, so the two lived in the same room. So Miss Lawrence could only move to Miss Rick's bedroom, although she thought it was safest for four people to live together.

　　 Jenkins was going to move in with Garcia and live opposite the girls’ room together. But Chocolate would never want to sleep in a room with a stranger. Before it tried to use its power to kill Alan Garcia, Garcia seemed to be blessed by a **** and decided to move to the first floor to live with the servants.

　　 "It’s safer, isn’t it? It’s closer to the kitchen. I have a habit of eating supper. Maybe at midnight, I can come out for a walk, and I might meet the same boring people."

　　 While he was talking, he nodded to Miss Rick, who blushed and did not respond.

　　 Hathaway showed a meaningful expression.

　　 But in any case, the problem of sleeping was solved, and the people in the villa soon fell asleep in various complex emotions.

　　 There is no moonlight on a snowy night, and clouds are covering the earth. What awaits them is by no means a peaceful night.

　　 Jenkins didn't go to bed immediately after washing up. He wanted to read another chapter of "The Investigator's Record". This interesting semi-biographical novel deeply attracted him.

　　 In the room, only the head of the bed was lit with an oil lamp, and there were hot tea and some snacks on the side. The clattering sound produced when the pages of the book was flipped became the best lullaby. I originally wanted to share some chocolates from Jenkins, but soon I couldn't open my eyes and fell asleep.

　　 Jenkins noticed the cat's even breathing, and carefully pulled a small blanket from the side to cover it. Chocolate looks very cute most of the time, while a small part of the time refers to bathing and eating.

　　 licked the index finger of his right hand with his tongue, and turned the book to the next page again. It was 10:40 at night, and Jenkins decided to read two more pages and go to bed. He hummed softly and twisted his neck to find a more comfortable position, feeling that the fatigue of the day had disappeared because of this short rest.

　　 "I hope Blizzard can stop tomorrow."

　　 He looked out the window and thought, then closed the book, and glanced at the sleeping cat next to the pillow, then turned off the light and got into the quilt.

　　 (Dreaming of chocolate...)

　　 "Jenkins! Jenkins! Wake up!"

　　 Hearing a woman yelling to himself in confusion, Jenkins was startled, but he didn't expect that he would fall asleep so heavily.

　　 opened her eyes and looked forward, Miss Mihail was lying on the side of the bed and calling to herself, her face full of panic. She was wearing a printed beige pajamas, and her long golden hair was not tied up, and fell on Jenkins's face as the woman leaned over.

　　 The two buttons on the top of the pajamas were not buttoned properly, and Jenkins accidentally glanced down, and actually looked through the collar of the **. He flushed immediately, struggled to get up from the bed, and turned to look out the window.

　　 The curtains were still drawn, and there was no light. Reached out and picked up the lady's pocket watch, it was only three o'clock in the morning.

　　 "Miss Mikhail, is there something to do?"

　　 As he asked, he stretched his head and looked behind her. At this time, the door was wide open, and there was no one in the dark corridor.

　　 "Why did you come here alone? Although our room is very close, I said, don't go alone."

　　 "Oh, Jenkins, I'm so scared."

　　 Suddenly she reached out and hugged Jenkins, and her hot body was completely attached to the man's body. Jenkins took a deep breath and smelled the fragrance of flowers in her hair. This is the smell of soap that the servants of this manor prepared for the girls to bathe, and Hathaway's fiery red hair also has it.

　　 "Something is wrong."

　　 During the past few days of traveling, Miss Mikhail has been using the gift perfume that Jenkins gave him at the end of the year. Although the fragrance of the bottle of perfume was very weak, it was unexpectedly able to cover up the smell of any other spices, and Hathaway also liked that smell very much.

　　 But at this time, Jenkins could not smell any perfume.

　　 Although his body responded honestly, he still remained sane. Gently pushing Miss Mihail away, the other side showed a pitiful expression like a small animal, and tears seemed to flash in his eyes.

"Ok?"

　　 The feeling of something wrong became stronger and stronger, and I looked down at the chocolate again, it still smelled of sleeping under the blanket.

　　 "I see, this is a dream. Someone is manipulating my dream."

　　 He sighed softly.

　　 The dream maker is very unprofessional. Perfume is a loophole, but what makes Jenkins most sure of his thoughts is the performance of the cat. This cat usually sleeps more alertly than Jenkins, and often wanders around at night for various incomprehensible reasons.

　　 Sometimes Jenkins wakes up in a dream, and is startled by the glowing chocolate eyes. At this time it was sleeping so soundly that it was abnormal, even if Jenkins couldn't hear someone opening the door, the chocolate wouldn't be able to hear it.

"who are you?"

　　 He asked the woman in front of him, or the creature of unknown gender.

Chapter 689 Chapter Six Hundred and Seventh Chapter Great Misunderstanding

　　 "Jenkins, are you still awake?"

　　 Seeing the man asking like this, the thing disguised as Miss Mikhail opened his arms again, trying to hug Jenkins, but was pushed away.

　　 "If you don't want to die, don't play this boring game!"

　　 He threw a punch, but he felt his whole body shake.

　　 Opened his eyes, it was still night, Miss Lawrence in pajamas was clutching Jenkins's shoulder, and Chocolate screamed uneasy from the side.

　　 "Mr. William, wake up!"

　　 Seeing Jenkins opened her eyes, she seemed to realize that this posture was wrong, and immediately took a step back:

　　 "Sorry, I think you have been frowning just now, as if you were having a nightmare..."

　　 "Oh, it's okay, an ordinary dream... Is there anything?"

　　 While talking, he reached out and rubbed his temples, feeling that his head was aching due to lack of sleep.

　　 "I'm so sorry, can you accompany me to... the toilet? Britney and Hathaway are both sound asleep, I am not embarrassed to wake them up."

　　 She pinched the corner of her clothes and whispered, her face was reddish and she looked down at her slippers.

　　 "Then you are embarrassed to wake me up?"

　　 The man slandered in his heart, but he lifted the quilt to go with Miss Lawrence.

　　 He looked at the chocolate again, it behaves normally now, it is a normal cat performance.

　　 But, chocolate has never been a normal cat. At this time, it seemed to have lost all spirituality and transformed into an ordinary small animal. Even without looking at his eyes, Jenkins knew that this cat was not his own.

　　 The man's face changed, and his anger suddenly surged:

　　 "Use the same method twice? I hate that others become women and cheat me!"

　　 said, he hit the front with another punch, and then suddenly sat up from the bed.

　　 panted, and when he saw his pocket watch, it was still three o'clock in the morning.

　　 The door of the room was pushed open by a woman's hand at this moment, and Hathaway walked in in a panic in her thin pajamas:

　　 "Jenkins, what's the matter? I seem to hear a strange voice on your side?"

　　 "This time it's your turn? Don't be so bored, okay, do you want to sleep with me too?"

　　 he asked helplessly, ready to punch again.

　　 "Ah, Jenkins, what are you talking about?"

　　 Hathaway's face flushed, and she said "Bah~" at Jenkins in embarrassment, then turned around and escaped from the room.

"bad feeling......"

　　 Jenkins muttered, picked up the lazily standing up cat, and looked at its big eyes. Those amber cat pupils are still so beautiful, which makes people fascinated and intoxicated. And the special spirituality in the deepest part of the eyes is unique to chocolate and cannot be disguised in any way.

　　 "Gudong~"

　　 He swallowed and fell on the pillow. His face was full of horror, and the sweat on his forehead was flowing down.

　　 "Chocolate, did I just say something that shouldn't be said?"

　　 "Meow~"

　　 The cat's small paws scratched vigorously on the back of Jenkins's hand, and blood stains appeared after a while. These slight pains made the man cheer up, and a greater anger surged:

　　 "Dare to lie to me! I am the **** of lies!"

　　 Now he dare not go to Hathaway to explain, he can only cast his anger on the culprit.

　　 suddenly pulled the quilt up with his hands to cover his head, and a few seconds later, there was a sound of even breathing. The cat was a little worried, but arched a gap from the edge of the quilt, worried that the boyish man would suffocate himself in it.

　　 When the soul leaves the body, the ability of [Dream Soul Out of the Body] allows Jenkins to easily perceive the dreams of people nearby. Of course, he could more easily perceive the thing that had caused a strange thing in his dream just now, and it was in Miss Rick's dream that it hadn't gone.

　　 "Well, let you see what dreaming is!"

　　 The soul rushed straight into Miss Rick's dream, and after it seemed to have penetrated a layer of soap bubbles, the body slowly descended, and truly entered the lady's consciousness.

　　 Maybe Jenkins' ability to manipulate dreams is not as good as the one just now, but his soul quality and weight are absolutely high. Therefore, this invasion did not attract any attention, and it was a good start.

　　 "I want to see if this guy who plays with dreams has anything to do with the murderer during the day."

　　 The scene in the dream is completely opposite to the dark night blizzard outside the window of the real world. This seems to be the beginning of spring, the skin is bathed in breeze, the nose smells the fragrance of grass and soil, and even the pleasant birdsong can be heard.

　　 Jenkins and some dream dummies sit on chairs in the green grass. These chairs are arranged on both sides of the red carpet. Although they have not experienced it, this is obviously a wedding.

　　 The bride of the wedding is naturally Miss Yula Rick, the owner of the dream, and the groom is another traveler, Alan Garcia. Jenkins was not surprised at this point. He had heard about the relationship between the two from Hathaway, and when they rescued them last night, the two of them fainted, which explains the problem.