The Master of the Strange Realm

"So, do you know any secrets about your organization that are not covered by the confidentiality agreement?"

The answer is yes.

Perhaps due to his age, the boy's spirit body was more fragile than the previous one, which meant that Jenkins could still ask one more question.

"Please tell me the secret that matches the description just now."

After saying that, he stared at it, and the scorpion had already started to move.

"I...responsible for destroying documents...not peeking...my master planned...baby..."

The answer did not appear completely, and the boy turned into a small amount of dust like his companions. These contents may really not be included in the confidentiality agreement he signed, but they are definitely not something that can be disclosed at will.

"Baby?"

"Meow?"

The cat meowed softly, so that Jenkins could speak without embarrassment in the room where he was alone.

Chapter 512 Chapter 504 The Resentful Spirit’s Gift of Thanks

The cat looked at the person, and the person looked at the dust on the floor. Jenkins frowned. He had encountered another thing related to babies recently:

"Could it be that the man who attacked me in front of the pool in the Evergreen Forest was also a believer in the Prince of Lies? I remember the sound of the baby crying that he used before his death. Even I can't stand it."

No one can answer this question yet. Apparently there are only two scammers who died here.

The third channeling that followed turned out to be the wrong target, and Jenkins actually knew this target. He had seen this person's obituary in the newspaper.

"Shelley Howell? Damn it, how many people died in this hotel?"

The soul that was summoned this time was the previous leader of the Silver Jasmine Opera Troupe, that is, the thief who had been running anonymously on the mainland for decades.

"It turns out that the first scene of the crime is here! This is really... great! Who killed you?"

He was overjoyed, this man's soul was quite useful.

The answer is I don't know.

"What is the knife you always carry with you?"

The answer is B-02-2-9032, the decomposer's scalpel, which shows that the church's investigation direction is indeed correct.

He touched [Unknown Road Ahead] lightly with his spirit, but there was no response. It seemed that Jenkins didn't know enough about this matter.

He took a deep breath, and the next question was the key:

"Where did all the property and special items you stole so many years ago go?"

The answer is, hidden in his own treasure house.

Jenkins and Chocolate leaned forward at the same time. The man breathed heavily to calm down his excitement, feeling that his back was sweating. The cat swallowed, and its amber eyes stared closely at the soul.

"The location of the treasure house! No, wait a minute!"

He quickly called the golden ring out of his spirit, turned it twice on his finger, then raised his hand and kissed it, and finally drew the sage's holy symbol on his chest piously:

"Praise the sage, may your light illuminate my path forward!"

After praying, he asked the question in a trembling voice:

"Tell me, where is your treasure house?"

Luck finally favored Jenkins Willamette. As the board moved, the thieves' three larger treasure hiding places on the mainland were all revealed.

Two places are far away from Nolan City. They are located in an unknown small country on the seaside at the other end of the continent, and the other is located in a remote uninhabited island overseas, which can only be approached during the monsoon season. And the last place happens to be in the Kingdom of Fidictri, not far from the royal capital of Belduran, in the heart of a hill.

Although the treasures in Belduran only contained ordinary financial items, the amount was quite astonishing.

With great difficulty he brought himself out of his ecstasy, and used his cane to scatter the spirit of Shelley Howell.

"Chocolate, we are going to get rich! We need to plan this matter carefully. We should use reasonable reasons to go to Belduran, and then take out our wealth at a time when no one will notice!"

This matter needs to be put aside for now. He has no reason to implement these plans yet, and the location is quite safe. Unless someone like Jenkins knows all the mechanisms, he won't be able to take away a single coin even if he finds the entrance. The immediate focus is still to solve Mr. Nellie's troubles.

Jenkins' luck continued, and there were no more glitches in the fourth channeling. The target finally appeared in the howling wind. The power of the Ouija board suppressed the power of the evil spirit itself, allowing her to regain some sanity, but Jenkins believed that at most one question could completely break her.

But he had no idea of ​​asking questions. Instead, he stood up from the desk and walked to the spirit body with his cane. Two silver strips of light wrap around the body, rotating, flowing and intersecting. One belongs to Jenkins, the other belongs to Jenkins, and the intersecting part belongs to Jenkins in the past six months.

"You want to see a new and exciting opera, don't you?"

he asked softly.

The impoverished Jenkins had never seen an opera, and the original owner, Jenkins, did not like the art form. But it doesn't matter, at least Jenkin has seen musicals in similar formats, some of which are timeless classics.

"Then, let's accept the baptism of another world's culture!"

As he spoke, he flicked his fingers on the light strip, and three pieces of light with uneven edges flew into the evil spirit's body.

She trembled slightly, and her tattered clothes and body were changing into normal humans with a visible trend. Under the terrible evil spirit image, there was actually a brown-haired girl wearing a blue dress. Tears slipped from the corners of her eyes and turned into pearl-like solids falling on the carpet.

She trembled, clasped her hands together, and lowered her head to Jenkins. A few seconds later, an ethereal song seemed to sound in her ears. In this song, her body turned into golden light spots, passing through the ceiling and disappearing into the farther sky.

The diamond earring on the girl's ear, which returned to normal with her body, fell to the ground after the girl disappeared. It gradually became solid from illusory, and the surging yellow spiritual light rose from the surface like waves.

The sky, which was originally shrouded in fog, slowly and firmly broke a small hole, and a ray of sunlight passed through the hole from the window of the hotel and the flying curtains, and the beam of light just covered the earring.

The diamond reflected the sunlight and emitted dazzling light in all directions.

Jenkins was stunned. This was the second special item that was born in front of him. Because of the girl's obsession with opera? Because of the cultural knowledge of the other world?

He didn't know that he had been staring at the earring lying on the carpet covered with sunlight for a long time. It was not until he found that Chocolate was stealing the tears of those spirits that he suddenly reacted:

"Don't eat anything randomly!"

Unfortunately, the cat had already eaten three. If Jenkins hadn't pounced on it in time, the remaining three pearl-like transparent beads on the carpet would have suffered. Even so, after being picked up, Chocolate was still struggling desperately. If Jenkins hadn't blocked its mouth with the life orb and took this opportunity to take back everything, it would be really hard to imagine what the cat would do.

The evil spirit that entangled Mr. Nellie was easily solved. Although the way she disappeared was something Jenkins had never seen before, she disappeared after all.

"Good people are rewarded. I am indeed a good person!"

He was very glad that he didn't use rough means to kill the evil spirit directly, otherwise there would be no harvest later.

Chapter 513 Chapter 505 Invitation and Earrings

Unless there are special circumstances, such as Miss Lindsay who actively communicates with spirits, ordinary people cannot see evil spirits. Therefore, Mr. Nellie could not fully feel what was around him. After the incident, he just told Jenkins that he suddenly felt relieved, but he could not tell what was going on.

He needed a few days to determine whether Jenkins' method was effective. But he still repeatedly reminded:

"Baron William, please don't tell anyone about what happened today..."

"Promise God, sir."

Jenkins raised one hand and said.

It was almost evening when he left the hotel. Jenkins, who had nothing to do, went to the dessert shop to buy a small cake to celebrate a good day, and chocolate welcomed it. When he returned to St. George's Street with the small box and was wary of chocolate that wanted to crawl down his arm from time to time, he looked up and found a carriage parked at his door.

This was not a public carriage, but a private carriage with horses and luxurious carriages. The surface of the carriage was painted with a beautiful and bright white paint, and the family emblem was painted under the window.

"The Hessa family? Hathaway came to see me... Why did she take such a carriage? Hasn't she always been very concerned about having contact with me in public?"

He walked forward quickly, and it was indeed Hathaway who came to visit him.

Following the carriage, there were two maids and the coachman hired by the Hessa family. He was the kind of person with a fierce face. Jenkins even suspected that this was a veteran that Earl Hessa got directly from the army.

"Sorry, I just talked about business with a friend, which delayed me for so long."

"It's okay, I didn't wait for long."

As she spoke, she signaled Jenkins with her eyes to be careful about what he said, and Jenkins nodded gently.

This time, it was Hathaway Hessa, the daughter of the Earl's family, who appeared in Jenkins's house, not the illegal gifter or the lover of a noble girl. All her actions were so decent, and the smile she showed was also perfect.

This was a formal visit, and the reason for the visit was to invite Jenkins to the Earl's house for a dinner on Sunday night.

"A family dinner, not a party with many friends?"

Jenkins asked.

Hathaway blinked, her beautiful eyelashes fluttering: "Yes, can you?"

The man stroked the invitation with his hand, "Of course, it's my honor, of course no problem."

He didn't realize what this meant, but at least he believed that Hathaway would not murder him.

The noble girl who came to visit left soon, and the maid hired by Jenkins arrived almost at the same time. He had dinner and struggled with chocolate for a long time before giving it a quarter of the cake. Then the cat went to the stove to play with the life orb, and Jenkins sat on the sofa to look through the earrings he got in the afternoon.

At eight o'clock, the bell hanging on the fence gate outside the yard rang.

"I guessed you would come back in the evening. Some things would be inconvenient to say in the afternoon."

Pushing the door open to let the red-haired lady in, she looked a little embarrassed:

"Sorry, I came to visit you rashly just now."

"It doesn't matter, I've already said that you can visit me anytime."

There were some messy things on the small table in front of the fireplace, including a piece of straw paper with mathematical formulas, and a half cat paw print that Chocolate had accidentally stepped on ink. There was a bunch of grapes on the wooden plate, which was taken from Mr. Hunter's fruit plate today.

"You can sit anywhere, no need to be restrained."

He hung Hathaway's coat and hat on the hook in the hallway, and then prepared to go to the kitchen to prepare tea.

"No need to bother."

Hathaway stopped him, and the two sat down together.

"The clothes are beautiful."

"Although I told you that this is very effective, there is no need to say it every time."

Hathaway said, and she glanced at Chocolate in front of the fireplace staring at her. The cat's eyes did not look like a cat, but more like a human with extremely high intelligence.

"Has Chocolate become smarter recently?"

She also knew that Jenkins' cat had drunk extraordinary potions, so it was still growing rapidly.

"Yes, that's true. It can find the food I hide in the kitchen every time, and its sense of smell is obviously more obvious than its wisdom."

The cat's claws rubbed on the carpet.

"What were you doing just now?"

Before the official topic begins, the customary greetings must be made.

"I got a special item in the afternoon, and I'm studying its specific function."

He then picked up the diamond earrings that had just been placed on the table and handed them to Hathaway.

"This is it."

Hathaway looked as if Jenkins had encountered a ghost.

"Are you sure this is a special item from the ABC series, not an item blessed through a ritual?"

"Of course, I'm sure this is a Class B [Supernatural]! Because I know its origin, I can be sure that it is not very malicious to humans. I tried to put it next to my ear just now, but it didn't have any effect... Could it be that it is the kind of item that is only effective for special people?"

Listening to Jenkins' words, Hathaway lowered her head and looked at the earrings lying in her palm.

"Do you want to try it?"

He suggested.

"Is it okay?"

"I think we can skip these meaningless conversations."

The woman in front of the fireplace immediately cast a reproachful look, but she always knew Jenkins' character, so it was not surprising that he would say such a thing.

"Very beautiful."

After the woman put it on, Jenkins commented.

"I just said that you don't have to..."

"No, Hathaway, this is not a polite way, I am really expressing my opinion."

Hearing this, the red-haired lady's face flushed. She raised her hand to touch the ornaments on her ears, while covering half of her face.

Chocolate wagged his tail and lay on Jenkins' knees, letting him stroke him. Occasionally he opened his eyes to look at Hathaway, but did not make any expression.