Lord of Secrets

"Dirk Wesker, the gangster leader of Shuixiang Street, often collects protection money under various names. He is currently found dead in his own home. The murder weapon was an iron dagger. There were many wounds on the deceased. It is suspected that he resisted before death..."

Dirk? Isn't this the big man who cheated... Ubermo looked at the picture attached at the bottom and remembered the scene of being blackmailed by that big man yesterday afternoon, and suddenly noticed another middle-aged man.

"The suspicion is very high!" Ubermo murmured, but he didn't know the identity and address of the other party. "First go to Dirk's house and have a look. If it is really the middle-aged man, then go to the police station to let them know. Search for this person’s information.”

It was only 2:30 in the afternoon. Ubermo came to Shuixiang Street a few streets away and went to house No. 86 according to the address on the letter.

Seeing that there were some dark brown blood stains on the ground, Ubermo immediately looked over with his "see through" ability.

Because of the lack of historical traces, the ability to "see through" can only read the beginning and the end. Because generally speaking, these two periods are the most intimate moments for the object, and the historical traces are particularly clear.

If an extraordinary person appears during that period of time, if it is a powerful person with a high status, it is basically impossible to read it. Even if he has nothing to hide about himself, then you can only see a fog in the picture.

When he saw the scene of the witch in the Star Sea Palace, he was really frightened. This may have been deliberately exposed to the outside world. In addition, it was only in the mist of the Star Sea that he could analyze the scene.

What Ubermo saw at this moment was the scene when Dirk died. This was the first scene of blood leaving the body.

The picture was a bit blurry, but Ubermo was certain that this was the middle-aged man with a prominent mustache and a pair of golden eyes. He stabbed Dirk who was resting with a dagger, and Dirk was instantly awakened by pain. Come over, he rolled sideways suddenly, then stood up despite the severe pain.

The middle-aged man immediately leaned forward and slashed Dirk's body with his dagger. Blood spattered, and Dirk punched him back.

At this time, Ubermo suddenly saw a sudden protrusion on the middle-aged man's body, and even long tentacles dripping with pus. Even though the picture was not clear, Ubermo could still tell.

"This is out of control..."

Suddenly, the screen disappeared again.

Ubermo frowned and muttered: "He must have some high-level mysterious items on him."

It's time for Kahn and the others to look for it... Ubermo left here immediately and then came to the police station.

Entering the police station, the police officer who had previously conveyed news to Kahn became nervous when he saw Ubermo, then quickly walked up and asked, "Are you looking for Kahn?"

"Yes!" Ubermore replied.

"Please follow me!" the police officer swallowed and said.

"What's your name?" Ubermo looked at him a little strangely and asked.

"Zinas!" the police officer replied immediately.

"You are the police officer, I am an ordinary person, I should be nervous." Ubermo suddenly joked.

Zenas smiled reluctantly, and then said in a weak voice: "I feel like you are my boss."

After a moment of silence, the two came to Kahn's office.

They are both police officers, so Kahn has an office, while Zenas can only work at the front desk... Ubermore sighed a little with the status of extraordinary people and ordinary people.

Zenas knocked on Kahn's office. A few seconds later, the door opened and Kahn, wearing ordinary clothes and with messy hair, appeared in front of the two of them.

Zenas left directly.

This is the difference between Marcia and Kahn... After complaining about Marcia, Ubermo followed Kahn into the office and waited until the office door was closed.

Ubermo sat on the sofa chair and said directly: "The case you asked me to handle has a result."

"Take out the paper and I'll draw it for you."

Kahn also knew that the other party's path was special, so without saying anything, he directly took a piece of white paper and a pen from the table and handed them to Ubermo.

Ubermo was a former prince, and he was not proficient in everything. Even if he was not proficient in painting, he was pretty good at it.

A few minutes later, a middle-aged man's head appeared on the white paper, with prominent cheekbones, a pair of golden eyes, and a mustache that was parted in the middle.

"Leave it to you, but a reminder, the other party is a transcendent, and there may be mysterious items of unknown grade on him, but he shouldn't be too weak. Let me know when you find the location." Ubermo reminded.

"Okay, I just finished handling the last case in the afternoon, and it's time to intensify the search for bloody murders. Currently, only one third has been ruled out." Kahn said with a sigh.

Even though the murderer of the bloody murder has caused extremely bad consequences and caused serious interference and damage to public security and life, he cannot ignore other extraordinary cases.

With the police station's search, Ubermo only needed to wait slowly for them, so Ubermo returned to Bai Maple City after leaving the police station.

After dinner and walking to the noisy Rue Ant, Ubermo suddenly noticed the girl named Melina in the half-open room. Her face became more and more haggard and her belly was much bigger. After taking one look, Ubermore left immediately and came to the Deir Bell Tower.

Ubermore discovered that the light here was getting weaker and weaker. There seemed to be a layer of black mist above the Deir clock tower, and only a little of the blue moonlight fell on the clock in the clock tower.

Ubermore stayed here for an hour until he found nothing, then returned home and flipped through the books.

…

In the morning, Ubemo went to the bathroom, relieved some stress, washed his hands, brushed his teeth, picked up a towel and dipped it in water to wash his face.

While eating breakfast, Ubemo frowned as he looked at the numerous cases in the newspaper.

Although there were extraordinary people from the Church of Glory and the Church of Night helping to deal with extraordinary events. But because of the previous policies of the Feroza Empire, they did not send too many extraordinary people to Feroza, and the recent frequent mysterious events led to a shortage of manpower.

After the party tomorrow, I will go back to Vimo Frey the day after tomorrow and directly ask Monaye to withdraw the troops from the Ichel Peak...Ubemo finished his last bite of breakfast and took the steam train to the town of Igu.

In the police station, Ubemo learned from Zenas that Kahn was not there, and he immediately returned to the room of the Hankao Hotel to see if there were any letters left.

"Is there no information about the middle-aged man in Yigu Town?" Looking at the letter in his hand, Ubemo frowned, "That means his face is fake, or he is an outsider."

"It's hard to find him now." Ubemo muttered, and then thought that the other party might not know that he had been discovered, and might not have escaped yet. He might find him at the Fida Tavern before.

Arriving at the Fida Tavern a few streets away, Ubemo glanced around and did not find the target. So he found the more handsome waiter from yesterday, picked up a sole and handed it to him, and then asked: "Do you know who the middle-aged man with a mustache who escaped from Dirk yesterday was?"

The waiter took the banknote with a smile, put it in his pocket, thought for a while and said: "That man came to the tavern about four or five days ago. His golden pupils made me remember it very clearly, so I still remember it."

He still remembered the scene of Ubemo mentioning Dirk yesterday, so he did not dare to hide it.

Ubemo continued to ask: "Then do you know where he lives?"

The waiter shook his head and said: "Sir, I don't know."

"Then do you know if anyone has any relationship with him?"

The waiter denied: "No, he has always been alone, ordering a glass of Lizim, sitting alone by the window."

"Okay, thank you for your answer, give me a bottle of Sulang wine!" Ubemo said.

"Okay, sir, please wait!" The waiter said hurriedly, and then walked to the bar.

Ubemo walked to the inside near the window, which was relatively remote, and sat down.

Soon, the waiter came over with a bottle of blue Sulang wine and a tall glass. He took out the bottle opener from his arms, opened the cork of Sulang wine, and slowly poured it into the tall glass.

"Sir, please enjoy!" The waiter said, and then left.

Wubemo picked up the goblet and looked at the clear blue liquid. He took a sip slowly and instantly felt the waves raging in his mouth. He felt refreshed, and after the waves came the cool and rich aroma of wine.

Wubemo kept his eyes on the door, wanting to know if there was a target. At the same time, he listened to the people in the tavern talking loudly. More than 20 minutes passed slowly. Wubemo had restrained himself from drinking, but there was no more wine in the bottle, only the last glass on the table.

At this time, he heard someone talking about himself:

"Dek is dead..."

"How is it possible? How did he die?"

"He was killed. I don't know who the murderer is, but I have a suspicion."

"What is it?"

"Yesterday, Dirk provoked a young man, and he easily brought him up. He must have killed him afterwards!"

"What does that person look like?"

"Black hair and black pupils, delicate features, about 1.79 meters tall."

"More than 20 minutes ago, I saw a young man who was almost the same as your description came to the tavern. Is it him?"

One of the thin middle-aged men pointed his finger at Ubemo's position and whispered.

"Fuck, why didn't you tell me earlier? You killed him now." The sloppy man couldn't help but curse.

Ubemo was very bored, and the target didn't appear. He couldn't keep wasting time here.

Suddenly, his ears moved slightly, his eyes looked out the door, and then he put down the half-full glass in his hand, picked up a one-pound note and put it on the table, and then shouted:

"Waiter, check out!"

While speaking, Ubemo left the bar immediately.

The waiter responded quickly, then came to the table and picked up the note under the glass.

Although the people who had discussed Ubemo before didn't know whether what the sloppy man said was true or false, they didn't dare to make a noise and watched Ubemo leave quietly.

Pay tribute to the martyrs, rest in peace, and may everything be well!