Mystery: The Return of the Stars

Docklands, Sunrise Workhouse.

Lecturer Folan stayed in the house where Professor Wayne lived the night before he disappeared, and there were two police officers nearby who were investigating various suspicious places.

"Teacher, where are you? Are you kidding me, or are you really missing?" Lecturer Foulun was worried.

He only received news from the police on the second day after the teacher disappeared. It was said that someone from the workhouse went to the police station to call the police, and then the police notified him.

After receiving the news, he rushed to the workhouse quickly. After fully understanding the information the police had, he quickly sent a letter to Mr. Hastur on the third day.

As a lawyer, he often interacts with the police. He knows that in cases such as disappearances, if the missing person is not found within five days, it is basically a disaster.

Now, there are only two days left before the five-day time limit, and I hope it's not too late.

The sun was setting in the distance, and darkness began to cover the entire workhouse.

Several police officers responsible for the case left two police officers to investigate in the workhouse, while the other officers went back to rest first.

At night, the night breeze was slightly cool. Lecturer Fulun stayed alone in the room, locked the door, and did not dare to go out at will, for fear that he would suddenly disappear accidentally.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Lecturer Foulun in the room immediately stood up from the bedside, holding a silver-plated cane tightly, staring in the direction of the door with caution and panic.

Trying to calm down, he said with a trembling tone: "Who, who is outside?"

Boom, boom, boom!

The other party didn't speak, and there were three more knocks on the door, making Lecturer Foulun tremble and uneasy again.

He was even more afraid to open the door.

When he wanted to call out, someone outside said, "Lecturer Foulun, it's me, open the door."

Is this voice Mr. Hastur?

Lecturer Foulun's tense spirit relaxed, he took two rough breaths and hurriedly opened the door.

Outside the door, besides Mr. Hastur, there was another person, a man with a pale face and cold eyes.

"Mr. Hastur, you are finally here!"

Lecturer Foulun was about to cry with joy. Being here alone was simply torture.

"Waiting for a friend, so I came a little late."

"Ahem, everything happens for a reason."

Maric looked away in embarrassment. He came two hours later than the expected rendezvous time.

"Come in first, and we'll talk after we close the door."

Lecturer Foulun stepped aside and waited for Hastur and Maric to come in before closing and locking the door.

Hasta sat on the edge of the bed and said solemnly: "I have obtained the basic information from the police. I would like to know if Professor Wayne has mentioned anything to you in advance?"

"Five days ago, when my teacher and I were discussing the law at home, he once said that he wanted to come to the Sunrise Almshouse to take a look and see if everything here was developing in a good direction under the leadership of Vice President Bard. ”

"Only in this way?"

Hastur frowned slightly.

"The teacher is a very decisive person. The next day, he came here alone, and he wrote me a letter that night."

"Here's the letter, show it to me."

"Here I was carrying it with me and not telling anyone else."

Lecturer Foulun carefully took out the letter paper folded into small squares from his coat pocket.

Hastur took it and spread out the letter. Maric came over and started reading.

"Follen, my good student, I am now writing to you in the room of the Sunrise Workhouse, by the dim light.

A lot has changed here. Vice Dean Bard, who was successfully elected as the dean, is very good to the children here. Whether it is food or clothing, it is much better than before.

My arrival was warmly welcomed by Dean Bard, who took me to visit many places. Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

But I felt deeply uneasy. It was too quiet here. The natural and innocent smiles on the children's faces gradually lost their natural and innocent smiles. The look in their eyes made me feel scared.

The eyes were so calm and indifferent, as if they could see through everything, and as if there was another mature soul inside the body. In short, those eyes should not be those of a child!

I began to realize that there might be something weird here, and I also thought about pretending that nothing happened and leaving as soon as daybreak.

Folan, my good student, but you should know my character, I will not leave easily, even if it may require fighting.

Well, what I'm saying is that if, if the situation changes, you should ask Hastur for help. He should know how to solve the problem. "

Hastur finished reading it and re-read it twice to avoid missing any important content.

The anomaly mentioned by Professor Wayne in the letter had already been speculated by Hasta last time, but this time it was only confirmed.

What puzzles Hasta more is that Vice Dean Bard, who should now be called Dean Bard, seems to have no problem with his performance.

Even this time when Professor Wayne disappeared, he was the one who reported it to the police.

"Tsk, this teacher of yours is really reckless. The weirdness that can affect the whole workhouse. How can he, an old professor who studies knowledge, solve it?"

Hasta deeply believed what Maric said. If it were him, he would never let things develop to this point.

If you know something is weird, of course you should leave here first and then find a solution instead of directly disappearing yourself.

Professor Wayne is definitely a master at committing suicide!

Hasta put away other thoughts and asked, "You stayed here last night. Did you hear any bells ringing at night?"

"Yes!" Lecturer Foulun looked shocked and hurriedly lowered his voice: "It's still about that time!"

"Didn't you take a sneak peek?"

"No, I don't dare to take risks casually."

Lecturer Foulun shook his head and sighed. He didn't dare to fall asleep last night, especially after hearing the sound of the bell.

"Jingle bell?"

Maric became interested, and Hasta asked Lecturer Foulen to explain it to him. He took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

It's still relatively early now, 8:43, which is still a long time before the bell sounds.

Perhaps we can no longer sit here and wait, but should take the initiative to investigate.

If Professor Wayne was simply imprisoned, where would he be?

In two days, the police should have searched the entire workhouse several times, but still found nothing.

Secret passages?

In the secret passage where Dean Dahn died?

Hastur thought carefully for a long time and finally made a decision.

"I may know where Professor Wayne is. Let's go out now."

"It's getting so late now?" Lecturer Foulun was frightened by Hasta's sudden decision.

"Well, it's hard to catch the ghosts hiding in the dark in broad daylight. They only come out at night."

"Do I need to call Dean Bard and the others?"

"No, it's just the three of us."

…

Facing the weird clock tower, Maric noticed this problem immediately, and his expression became much more solemn.

"You can ask your good friends to help."

"No problem, they've been waiting for a long time."

Hastur had a brief conversation with Malic, and Malic left for a while, and then came with four living corpses.

Before entering the workhouse, Hastur asked Maric to place his zombie squad nearby.

There are dense forests all around, so it is easy to hide a few living corpses without being discovered.

This is why Hasta does not want to alert the police and Dean Bader.

If there are living corpses, let them clear the way in front.

Hastur and Lecturer Foren each followed behind with a kerosene lamp in hand.

The living corpse opened the door to the basement, and the group of people entered the basement under the dim light. Then they asked the living corpse to close the door to the basement. At the same time, they asked a living corpse to guard here to prevent outsiders from entering.

The twelve confinement rooms here have been cleaned out, and no one is being held in them anymore.

The group soon arrived at the middle lounge, which was the room where the secret passage was discovered.

The originally well-hidden secret passage had been blown open by the police with gunpowder, revealing a small passage. The end of the passage was blocked, and Dean Dahn died here holding a box of gold coins.

"There is no road here, why is the teacher here?" Lecturer Foulun asked his doubts.

Hastur approached a wall with a kerosene lamp, and the dim yellow light illuminated the dark stone wall. He observed it for a while and said, "Don't you think this secret passage is too short?

Building such a short secret passage means nothing except hiding a few people. "

"There is a secret room inside the secret passage!"

Lecturer Foulun's breathing suddenly became rapid. Such a wonderful plot in an adventure story was being played out in front of him at this moment. So he was also a protagonist in the adventure story?

"The secret passage connects the secret room. This is a very reasonable guess."

"Let me try."

Hastur stepped aside, and Maric looked back and forth several times, and asked his living corpses to tap on the surrounding walls, as if they were sensing something.

"Something's wrong here."

After several attempts, Maric finally found a relatively weird place.

The stone walls here are very cold, much colder than the surrounding stone walls.

Ordinary people can't detect this temperature difference, but he can.

"Can you break it open?"

"You should be stronger than me now, right?"

Maric turned to Hastur and motioned for him to try.

The power of the living corpse is not small, but Hastur, who is in the barbarian sequence, is even stronger.

"There are no suitable weapons here."

Without a suitable weapon, Hastur did not want to use his fists to punch a stone wall.

Maric had no choice but to let his living corpses work harder. He picked up the exploded rocks on the ground and threw them at the stone wall.

Boom boom boom!

After dozens of hits, a hole the size of a head was really made in the stone wall.

A disgusting, foul smell wafted out of the dark cave.

This is the smell of a severely decomposed corpse!

Maric was most familiar with this smell, so he quickly put the living corpse in front and asked Hastur and Lecturer Foren to retreat to a safe area behind.

Lecturer Folan exclaimed: "There really is a secret room! Mr. Hastur, it's a pity that you don't become a detective."

"This is just a very reasonable speculation."

Hastur would not say that he had a glimpse of the fate before arriving at the workhouse.

The place where fate is revealed is a stone wall, right here.