Red Moon Returns

"It's hard to say whether I can fight and sense mysteries, but I'm starting to feel a little more confident about helping you find the statue." Lynch repeated Officer Natalie's original words more than an hour ago and smiled, "Remember when we fought Let’s bet, Madam Officer, I’ll help you find the statue, what are you going to do?”

"You win only if you survive. Don't change the bet without authorization." Officer Angel held his sword with a straight face. After a moment of silence, he couldn't help but ask, "Do you really know where the statue is? Impossible. of."

"At least I have a direction." Lynch was extremely glad that his previous hobby was criminal investigation dramas and not palace fighting dramas. "I figured out one detail."

"What details?"

"My purse is empty."

Lynch took out his shriveled purse and poured out the three shillings and sixpence inside.

"There should be more than six pounds in it, and I don't have any memory of the cost. It should mean that this is an incident related to the statue."

"right."

Lynch's speech became faster and faster:

"That's right. The most likely thing is that I used this huge sum of money to buy that statue this afternoon."

"But I'm looking for something for the client. Why should I spend my own money to buy the statue?"

"If it was just a cheap thing, I would have paid in advance, but now it has cost me all my net worth, and I spent a lot of money on meals and tips. Why should I do this?"

Natalie said hesitantly: "It means you believe that the client will give you a large amount of money. Are you going to be rich?"

"That's right! But why would I believe such a thing? Would I believe it if a random person told me that I was going to get rich? He didn't even give me an advance, and I spent all my savings. I wasn't worried about what he said suddenly. No, or I’m not worried that he’s lying to me and he can’t afford that much money?”

Ms. Natalie tilted her head, and Lynch seemed to have seen the substantial question mark above her head: "Yes, why?"

Lin Qi raised his finger and said quickly:

"So this kind of 'belief' must meet several conditions."

"First, he is a very rich man, and he can afford to pay this huge sum of money, which may involve hundreds of pounds. For example, if King Rudolf II of Rand asked me to do this, I would definitely be willing to invest all my savings. Suspect."

"Secondly, I have to know the first thing, which is that I know him."

"Third, I must have experience working with him and know that he will not default on the loan afterwards."

Officer Natalie stared at Lynch's face, her eyes a little blank, and she was already entranced. "Wait, wait, let me think about it... you mean this is a rich old customer?"

"Yes, the key is the fourth one." Lynch raised his fourth finger, "He can still do such a despicable thing very reasonably."

"Asking me to pay for the goods in advance and settling the bill afterwards, no normal person would do such a shameless thing, especially those big shots with status. But if this person does this, I won't doubt it. Instead, I think it's normal. "

Officer Natalie's expression was a little subtle, but she still nodded.

"When I was at the Mole Club trying to figure out why my savings were missing, I already had this kind of speculation, and I also found the suspect in previous commission records. But it was just speculation and it didn't make any sense." Lynch squinted his eyes and smiled. He smiled and said, "But it's different now. I found this when I got here."

As he spoke, he picked up the notebook on the ground.

Special cargo, L.

"This is you, what's wrong?"

"His record has no date, but this record is mixed in with some previous entries, which is obviously not from today. It means that this should actually be a purchase record, and the person who gave him the goods is a person whose initials is L. Then you look at this ”

Lynch turned over the card and handed it to Officer Natalie.

"This is... a protective talisman. It is a scroll commonly used by us soul-shifters. Is there anything wrong with it? Ah, I understand. Does it mean that the other party is also a soul-shifter?"

"No, the back." Lynch turned over the card. The back seemed to have a watermark, but the watermark was just at the scorched location, and most of it had disappeared. Only a small blue corner mark was found on the edge of the scorch mark.

"Huh? It's really hard to tell." Officer Natalie leaned into the light and could barely see the existence of this mark. "I can't tell what it is."

"Does it look like the corner of L?"

"Well, it kind of looks like it, but I can't imagine what it was like originally. There's too little left."

"I can, because I just saw it an hour ago, on a top hat."

Lin Qi's smile was a little ferocious, and he narrowed his eyes and said:

"I 'accidentally met' Mr. Randall from Affin Lane in Ladis Kitchen. He is a greedy and stingy but trustworthy small factory owner. He always likes to take advantage of commissions. His hats and clothes are all embroidered. The blue L letter emblem should be his family mark, and the corners are almost the same."

"The protective amulet he gave has appeared here..." Comparing Granville's last few messages, Officer Natalie said with a gloomy face, "It means that he is probably the manipulator behind the scenes. He gave the thing first." Granville, and then entrust you to find this thing? "

"Yes, but unfortunately, I can't provide more conclusive evidence."

Lin Qi sighed, knowing that he was just a game detective after all, and his level was far from enough.

"You have a misunderstanding, Mr. Leviv." Officer Natalie sneered, "We just hold the title of the Hall of Order, which does not mean that we are really police officers. To uphold the law, the police need to pay attention to evidence, and what we maintain is Just order."

"So you don't talk about evidence?"

"It's not strict, because sometimes there is no evidence at all in the mysterious world." Officer Natalie said seriously, "The existing information is enough to support our watchmen's door-to-door investigation. Even those powerful nobles, we have You have the right to find a way to sneak in, let alone an ordinary factory owner. But now, I have a question to confirm with you, Mr. Leviv."

"Um?"

"Now I am preparing to investigate the Randall family. Since it is you who have accused him, I hope that you can participate in this investigation together as an ordinary person and jointly find the statue of the evil god. You Are you willing to accept it?”

Lynch was stunned and looked at Officer Angel in surprise. The officer's expression was still serious and resolute, but there was a faint apology in his eyes, and then he turned his eyes aside as if nothing had happened.

Surprise turned to laughter, and Lynch quickly understood that this was Ms. Angell's unique way of apologizing. Even though the pressure on his heart was still heavy, Lynch still laughed, took off his hat and put it on his chest, bowed like a Rand gentleman and said:

"Even if I die, I will die on the road of struggling to survive. It is my honor to fight side by side with you, Ms. Angel."

"Remember, this is not an apology. I'm just worried that if you continue to act rashly, it will affect my further investigation." This time, not only her eyes but also her neck were twisted to the side. The police officer snorted coldly, "You..."

When, before the words were finished, the bell rang.

21 o'clock, countdown, three hours.

The smile on Lin Qi's face faded, and he lifted up his sleeves and looked at his arms.

It spread upwards by a few centimeters, and one-third of the upper arm had been eroded.

The heart that had just been relieved because of finding the target was suppressed again by the sound of the bell.

The police officer bit her lip and sighed, and said in a deep voice: "Let's go, maybe... there will be a chance to find a solution."

Lynch nodded and was about to follow the police officer when a gentle voice suddenly sounded in his mind.

[The mysterious filth is still entangled around you. Are you sure you want to leave like this, Awakener? 】

Um? Is this guidance? Does it mean I'm missing something?

But what's missing? Could it be that the statue is here?

However, the voice in my mind fell silent and there was no reply.

So it’s really a guide, I have to find the details myself, right?

"Wait, Ms. Angel."

"how?"

"I suddenly thought, since Granville is also a related person, will the statue be teleported here?"

"Have you thought of it? It's possible, but we don't know where it is. This kind of low-level mystery requires direct contact with normal inspired soul-shifters to detect anomalies. Now we can't find it unless we search the entire building. But it doesn’t matter. After we leave, the police will seal off the murder scene and search the entire building thoroughly. I have given them the photos, and they know what they are looking for.”

"It turns out that perceiving mystery is so important." Lynch somewhat realized the value of witnesses.

"Of course it's important, so when we first met, I said that a person with keen inspiration means something to a hunter." Officer Natalie explained, "They can discover the mysteries around them faster, whether they are harmful or useful. , can help us avoid danger and reduce trouble as much as possible. In situations like this, they can vaguely sense the mysterious existence, but we know nothing about it.”

"Well, I know nothing." Lynch nodded, "What exactly does induction mean?"

"It's hard to describe. It's probably a kind of depression and fear, as if facing something dangerous."

"Um?"

This description seemed a bit familiar to Lynch. He recalled carefully that when he saw the photo of the statue for the first time after time travel, he felt like the depression before a natural disaster.

Looking directly at Ms. Natalie's sword, I also felt a sense of danger, but at the time I thought it was the threat of the weapon itself. Isn't this feeling an inspiration?

[This is the keen inspiration that guides you to witness the mystery. 】

Did you bring it?

[Yes, my presence strengthens your inspiration and gives you the ability to accurately perceive the mystery. 】

What is it about you that strengthens my inspiration?

The gentle female voice was silent.

Forget it, anyway, thanks, witness, I gradually understand the importance of this ability.

However, this time the gentle female voice was silent for a moment. It wasn't until Lynch felt that she would no longer respond that the voice sounded again.

[This is not a simple gift, Awakener, everything has a price. 】

Lynch immediately thought of what the police officer said when they first met, the more you know, the closer you are to madness.

But no matter what, this is my first reliance on my journey of awakening in this dangerous world, right, witness.

[Yes, I wish you a pleasant journey. 】

"What?" Officer Natalie looked at the dazed Lynch in confusion, "You want to try it too?"

"How could that be? I just asked casually."

After thinking about it, I still didn't fully show my trump card. I was casually perfunctory while recalling the feeling I had since entering the antique shop. At that time, I felt that everything was dangerous, but the thing that frightened me the most and made me feel dangerous was actually the wreckage of Granville. I still seem to be frightened now.

"Officer Angel, this body is also classified as mysterious."

"Hmm? The body is not, but he died of a mysterious power, and will carry a strong mysterious residue, and the intensity is very high. I can feel it clearly." The policewoman looked a little puzzled, "You also feel the horror? Your perception can't be that sharp."

"Haven't you confirmed it? I am an ordinary person, and I definitely can't perceive the mystery."

Lynch smiled, and he had a guess in his mind. He opened Granville's notebook and said:

"Look, he said he also has a mystery and is not afraid of Randall. I wonder where he would put the things he thinks can save his life at this time."

"Of course it's around, it's best to carry it close to you."

The policewoman blurted out, and then realized what she said.

The two of them turned their eyes to the pile of "gravel" on the ground at the same time.

Carefully approaching the body, Lynch picked up the clothes wrapped in "gravel" with his cane.

A ring box rolled out.

Lynch suppressed the nausea in his heart, picked it up from the "gravel", and asked Natalie with his eyes.

"It's okay, there's an ordinary container outside, you can open it, but let me do it."

Officer Natalie took the box and opened it carefully.

Inside was a red ring.

As Lynch felt a sense of panic in his heart, a strange picture appeared in front of him out of thin air.

A huge meteorite with blazing flames floated in the air, and a burning human figure knelt below, opening his arms to the fireball.

[Mysterious object, the passion of the fiery lady. ]

[May my scorching passion not burn your pathetic soul. ]