Dominate the Treacherous Realm

　　 "6:13 PM!"

"your age!"

　　 "1298 years old!"

　　 "The number of dreams you have invaded tonight!"

　　 "Five."

　　......

　　 Jenkins asked dozens of questions in a row, and Meng Yao answered these questions more than once, so he answered them without thinking. He plans to use an ancient and primitive method. Although the principle is simple, it may work.

　　 "Why did you get caught by me?"

　　 "Your soul is extremely powerful!"

　　 "The name of the human who signed a contract with you."

　　 "K...ah~"

　　 It subconsciously answered this question, but only one syllable was engulfed in black flames, and the screams even showed signs of collapse in this dream. Jenkins immediately grabbed the burning thing with his bare hands, and quickly took it out of the dream.

　　 This approach successfully got rid of the entanglement of the black flame, but it also made the dream monster refuse to have any communication with Jenkins. It silently re-drilled back into the cup from the hole in the ice, despite the threat of Jenkins, did not make any response.

　　 Seeing this, at Hathaway’s request, Jenkins re-frozen the bowl and handed it over to her.

　　 "Although it is useless, but be careful not to let it out, it knows that we are the giver."

　　 Jenkins reminded.

"I know."

　　 The girl replied with her head down while holding the bowl. Jenkins heard a breath of danger in these words.

　　Meng Yao's "K" sound must refer to the name of the person with whom it has contracted, but there are many men in this villa that meet this requirement. Even Jenkins can't guarantee whether he heard it wrong, after all, that syllable was only partly pronounced, and it was interrupted by the contract's backlash, and syllables similar to the "K" sound exist.

　　 discussed with Hathaway for a long time before returning to his room. The cat by the bed was not asleep yet, and when he saw Jenkins came back, he stood up and greeted him. Jenkins raised his hand to scratch his chin, but the cat avoided it in disgust.

　　 "Is there any strange smell on my hands?"

　　 He shook his head and asked, raising his hand to his nose and sniffing, his brows frowned subconsciously:

　　 "Sulfur smell..."

Chapter 692 Chapter 680 Suspects

　　 When I opened my eyes again, it was already seven o'clock in the morning on Sunday, and Jenkins felt that he was in good spirits. Get out of the bed and open the curtains, there is a silver world outside, but the snow has stopped.

　　 "Very good!"

　　 It seems that the events of the past few days have consumed all the bad luck, and the good thing this morning is more than that. After discovering that the snow had stopped, the butler immediately arranged for two servants to leave the villa on a detour to find someone outside the mountain for rescue. At the same time, there were no accidents all night yesterday, which makes people believe that as long as everyone is together, the murderer can no longer hurt anyone.

　　 With this thought, travelers gathered in the lounge on the first floor of the villa all day. Except that Jenkins continued to search for secret passages with the housekeeper, they did not even go to any other location outside of mealtimes.

　　 Hathaway sat on the softest chair in front of the fireplace, she looked tired. Miss Mihail was sitting next to her with a book, which was a collection of poems she had borrowed from the library of the villa.

　　 "It seems that you went out once last night? I woke up in the middle of the night, about three o'clock, and found that you were gone."

　　 Goldilocks pretended to ask inadvertently.

　　 Hathaway smiled and said, "Probably I went to the kitchen to serve tea. I was a little thirsty at the time. Seeing you were sleeping well, I didn't wake you up."

　　 "Went with Jenkins? I heard his voice in the hallway."

"Yes, after all, it's too silly to act alone at night. When I went out, Chocolate heard my footsteps. It awakened Jenkins, so the two of us would go downstairs together. Is that right, Chocolate? "

　　 The red-haired lady asked the cat lying on the carpet, but Chocolate ignored her. Except for Jenkins, it has no responsibility to prove a lie to anyone else.

　　 This time the chocolate stayed on its own initiative, because it found it boring to follow Jenkins. On the contrary, staying beside the girls can not only enjoy the warm fireplace, but also get some snacks from time to time, but always worry about whether the man will be in danger.

　　 "Meow~"

　　 Thinking of this, it felt melancholy again, ignoring the "intrigue" between the two human women behind him, and looking sickly at the flame in the fireplace, regretting not leaving here with Jenkins.

　　 "Jenkins is really a reliable man."

　　Miss Mihaier praised.

　　 "Yes, there is a problem with the way of making friends."

　　Speaking of this, Hathaway again remembered the new **** reappearing and defeating the blood-sucking alien before everyone left Nolan. Those friends of Jenkins must have something to do with this incident, and she really couldn't persuade him to leave the group.

　　 "Speaking of making friends, this morning, Jenkins suddenly asked me if Garcia was a friend of Little Wellington who was arrested in the fall. You probably haven't forgotten him, that mean kidnapper."

　　 "Little Wellington?"

　　 Hathaway knew that under the human body, it was actually a powerful demon. But she didn't know why Jenkins would ask such a question, and remembered what happened last night, so she said:

　　 "Jenkins always has weird thoughts, which is normal. Oh, Britney, I remember Alan Garcia’s middle name is Goodbye, right?"

"Yes, but [Goodbye] is only a middle name recognized by him, not a real name. The real middle name is [Cork], but Garcia thinks this is too common, so I don’t mention it to my friends. The name."

　　 "Cork?"

The first letter of 　　 is pronounced K, which surprised Hathaway. She turned to look at the young man who was having a hot conversation with Miss Rick, but she couldn't see his intentions.

　　 "What are you thinking about?"

　　Miss Mihaier saw that she was worried.

　　 "It's nothing, I'm wondering if Jenkins can find the murderer. In fact, he doesn't need to do this at all. The servants have already set off, and everything will come to light when the police arrive."

　　 "Yes, you are absolutely right."

　　Miss Mihaier forced herself to laugh. She knew very well that the meeting of the two late last night was definitely not going to the kitchen to serve tea together, because they had been away for too long.

　　 Of course, she is not willing to doubt her lover and her friends, but since her father gave that choice, she has been suspicious.

　　 "Britney, you are crazy."

　　 She moaned/groaned in her heart, her eyes drooping towards the carpet. The cat noticed that there was sight falling on him, then glanced back, and then turned his head back lazily. Stupid human women are troubled for stupid reasons and have nothing to do with it.

Miss Mihail remembered the magnificent dream again last night. That dream made her understand that her spirit might really be wrong, otherwise the three of them... she planned to find her after returning to Nolan this time. Ask a psychiatrist.

　　 Perhaps the recent anxiety and the extreme fear of the previous days caused all this, but she desperately wants to forget the shameful dream. Because, in the short few seconds of waking up, she really thought that was the best ending she could have.

　　 Jenkins came back for lunch and told everyone good news. Mr. Butler and him found a secret passage enclosed by stone bricks behind the cupboard in the utility room on the first floor. When they placed their hands in front of the wall, they could actually feel the wind in the secret passage.

　　 What this means is self-evident, they are ready to gather their hands to open the wall and take a look behind.

　　 And the only task of Hathaway and others is to stay here with the servants, waiting for the good news from the expedition.

　　 After lunch, the skies started to snow intermittently. However, the snow flakes are small and not dense. This is the normal snowy day in the mountain village in winter. At this time in previous years, people who come to travel most like to go out in such weather, but this year probably won't work.

　　 "Hathaway, do you remember the ice-free hot spring nearby?"

"of course I remember."

　　 Hathaway smiled, remembering what happened to the two of them there last year. But that spring is not simple. During the soaking period, it can increase the absorption of the spirit.

　　 Hathaway even wanted to buy this villa if it wasn't because the gold pounds in her hand were not enough. Although it is not yet known what caused the magical change of the Eye Spring, it is worthwhile to buy it even for a six-figure golden pound.

　　 "I seem to forget to tell Jenkins about this."

　　 She sighed in her heart, I am afraid that this year, she will not be able to enjoy the hot springs.

　　 "Meow~"

　　Chocolate hates bathing and certainly doesn't like bathing in hot springs, but it is quite curious about the thing that flashed through Hathaway's mind. That hot spring has nothing to do with the dangerous thing that Jenkins hasn't discovered under the villa, so maybe it will be...

　　 The cat swallowed, calculating Jenkins' travel time and the weather in the next few days, planning to abduct Jenkins to take a look there before leaving here.

Chapter 693 Chapter 681 The Second Prisoner

　　 "You said, can Mr. Williams find the culprit again?"

　　Miss Lawrence paced to the fireplace and joined the conversation, still holding a tea tray in her hand. Rejecting Hathaway and Miss Mihaier's move to stand up to help, he put those things on the small table in front of them, and then sat down.

　　 She lowered her head and saw that Chocolate was tapping a metal block with her paw. The square silver metal, the outer surface is covered with the same lines as root protrusions and leaf veins. This is really a beautiful work of art, even if Miss Lawrence did not see the effect of this thing, she was deeply intoxicated by it.

　　 "This is what Jenkins used to sharpen his claws on chocolate."

　　Ms. Mihaier explained that she actually didn't know why such a small cat had to use metal to sharpen its claws, but Jenkins' words sounded very reasonable, and she didn't think deeply.

　　 "In my opinion, Jenkins is best not to encounter the criminal. Who knows if he has a firearm?"

　　Miss Mihaier is pessimistic about this matter.

　　 "You don't have to worry about this."

Miss Lawrence leaned forward mysteriously and approached the two of them. "When Mr. Williams rescued me from the snow that day, he had a pistol in his hand. That was because the church was worried about his safety, so he deliberately brought him Yes, I heard it is a new model made by the [Creation and Machinery Church]."

　　 "But isn't it more dangerous to have guns on both sides?"

　　Miss Mihaier was still worried. She reached out her hand and twisted the snack from a plate, but did not put it in the mouth immediately, but just put it in front of her to check:

　　 "Perhaps the best result is that Jenkins did not find anything, and the police can come as soon as possible. The servants set off in the morning, and Mr. Butler said that they can get around the mountain as soon as tomorrow evening."

　　 "Tomorrow evening~"

　　 Hathaway's tone was indescribable with worry. As an extraordinary person, her inspiration was quite powerful. Since she set foot on this land, she would always have a sense of crisis intermittently, but she couldn't find the source. This is like an illusion, but it is also like a warning of inspiration. Even in a treacherous situation, this feeling has not disappeared, and it has become stronger with the passage of time.

　　 She also hopes that a group of people can leave here soon.

　　 The three girls chatted one after another in front of the fireplace, while Miss Rick and Garcia wandered by the bookshelf on the other side of the lounge. The two of them didn't conceal their relationship now, it seemed that Xuelin's death that night deepened their relationship.

　　 For this, the three Miss Mikhail can only wish. But as far as they know, there is a slight hatred between the two families. Although it will not cause a fire between the two sides, it will definitely affect the union between young men and women.

　　嘭~

While 　　 was talking, suddenly he heard a loud noise coming from the building.

　　 Hathaway was taken aback, and immediately realized that it was a gunshot. She subconsciously wanted to run out, but then thought that her task now was to protect Miss Mikhail.

　　 Everyone in the room stood up and looked up in the direction of the sound. Before people could react to the next step, another shot came. Hathaway, who is sensitive to sounds, can hear that the two sounds before and after are from different firearms.

　　 "Don't go out now, keep calm!"

　　 As the only male living in the tour group except Jenkins, Garcia must bear the responsibility of protecting everyone at this moment.

　　 He walked quickly to the fireplace and picked up the poker by the side, walked to the door with the frightened servants, opened a seam and looked out, there was no one in the corridor.

　　 There was the sound of a heavy object falling on the ground, followed by two more gunshots, and the butler's scolding could be heard on the first floor.

　　 The upstairs was quiet for a few minutes, everyone in the lounge listened with bated breath, and soon after, the door of the room was knocked.

"who is it?"

　　 Garcia himself noticed the trembling voice.

　　 "It's me, Jenkins Williams. It's okay, I can come out."

　　 His tone was exhausted, because the person they had just discovered by accident was not the expected gifter, but a very old man.

　　 Yes, the other side of the gunfight just now was the elderly key keeper Keor (K) Oudley, and now he has been seriously injured and died from a shot in his forehead.

　　 The bullet hit his forehead directly, even if Jenkins wanted to cure him, he might not be saved, not to mention the housekeeper and two male servants watching him.

　　 They originally wanted to remove the wall blocking the passage, but when they were discussing the removal plan, they unexpectedly discovered that someone was peeping in the corridor.

　　 Everyone immediately launched a chase, but the person jumped out of the window and went outside. Following the footprints on the snow, Jenkins and others came to the steam boiler room behind the villa and found a row of wet footprints extending to the side of the iron cabinet where tools were placed. While searching for the secret path, I finally found a small compartment divided by straw mats and large stone slabs.

　　 Obviously, it hasn't been entered for a long time. The ground and walls are covered with thick dust and cobwebs. On the wall are hung densely packed old photographs and yellowed old newspapers with nails and string, and those contents are all related to the serial murders 50 years ago.

　　 "Mr. Oudley was the murderer of the serial murder?"

　　Miss Rick couldn't believe this conclusion, but it was indeed the truth that everyone discovered.

"The information in that cubicle proves that when he was young, Oudley was the assassin who was wanted by the Kingdom of Chessland for half a century. He killed fifty people in a row over a period of twenty years and then disappeared. In fact. I met Mr. Mandela, the owner of the villa, and has been living and working here."

　　Speaking of this, Jenkins looked back at the housekeeper Joel Bangkoks. The middle-aged man is very depressed now.

"That cubicle was created by Oudley himself. According to the diary we found, he used those old newspapers to search for reports and investigations about himself during the ten years he started working here. But as time gets longer and longer, anyone Without being able to find him, Oudley relaxed and abandoned the place, only to update the information intermittently."

　　 So writing a diary is very dangerous, Jenkins never writes a diary.

　　 The housekeeper is depressed because he respects this old man who has served the villa for nearly 30 years. It was because of his brief shock after he learned the truth that when everyone found the target in the key keeper's room, the old man managed to escape to the villa. He showed no less agility than a sturdy middle-aged man. When the four men found him aggressively with guns, they broke the window glass and jumped out.