The Master of the Strange Realm

The doctor said this, stretched out his hand and pulled the white curtain on the body to cover the face completely.

Things are getting weirder and weirder. It is Friday night now, and since leaving Nolan City on Wednesday afternoon, especially after entering this villa, accidents have never stopped. The seven people in the tour group have become a situation where four are missing and one is dead, and three servants in the villa have died because of this.

"Miss Lawrence, have you killed anyone?"

He asked abruptly.

"Huh? No..."

Although the girl was surprised, she still answered honestly. This sentence is indeed true.

People in the villa also gradually began to suspect that it was the criminals who came from outside the mountain who committed such a crime, so they destroyed the bridge to avoid interference from the forces outside the mountain. But it is impossible for a stranger to sneak in without leaving any traces. Although the villa is large, it is impossible for a stranger to hide safely.

Therefore, among the 26 people who are still active in the villa, including Jenkins, at least one is related to this murder.

Jenkins could use the method of judging lies to check who the criminal is, but now his companions are missing, and he is worried that the angry criminals will cause them to disappear forever. He set a deadline for himself. If he can't find any clues before 12 o'clock tonight, he will use some less legal means to uphold justice.

While going to the toilet, he went to Loon for help, but Alexia was not there by chance. The magnet was placed under the pillow in the woman's bedroom, and there was a note for him next to it.

Chapter 680 Chapter 668 Suspect and Michael

[I am going to a place where no suspicious objects can be brought. I will be back in half a month. The party is suspended. If you have something in Loon, you can ask Stuart for help through the maid here. Don't worry. 】

This is all the content left for Jenkins. He can only accept his fate and solve the current problems in the villa alone, and worry about Alexia again.

The blizzard finally intensified to the point where it was impossible to go out, and Joel Manguins, the housekeeper of the villa, could only ask the servants who were out searching to come back and rest. So all the people who were not missing now stayed in the building. In order to find clues, Jenkins gathered them all in the restaurant.

Now he and Miss Lawrence were the only two left among the travelers, and when he spoke, he had a temperament that made people subconsciously obey, so people also cooperated.

"I need to know everyone's schedule after five o'clock."

He sat at one end of the long dining table and ordered that before five o'clock, Quick, Jenkins and Miss Lawrence were together, and there was no chance to kill during this period.

Gathering information was simpler than Jenkins imagined. Excluding the male servant who went out during that time period, the maid who worked in the kitchen, and other servants with at least three witnesses, there were only three people who had the opportunity to do something alone during this time period.

The three people were Mr. Bray Deckert, a doctor, Mr. Keo Audley, a key keeper, and Mrs. Jean Xudela, who was responsible for washing clothes.

Mr. Deckert is a 37-year-old middle-aged man who has not yet married. He graduated from Beldiran Medical College and is a truly top student. He only started serving here a year ago and is one of the least experienced people in the villa.

During the time period when Jenkins asked, the doctor claimed to be reading alone in the room, so no one could prove his whereabouts.

"Excuse me, how did you get the scar on your left cheek?"

It was a small wound that had healed and only had a shallow mark left. It looked like it was scratched by something. No one except Jenkins noticed it.

"Oh, I accidentally got hurt by the razor when I was shaving a week ago."

He touched his face unnaturally, and this sentence was a lie.

Mr. Keo O'Dry is the oldest person in the villa, no one else. He had worked in many jobs when he was young. At the age of 48, he accidentally met the owner of the villa, Baron Mandela, and worked for him from then on, settling down in Mandela Villa.

Mr. O'Dry was deeply trusted by the baron, so he was appointed as the key keeper of the villa. He has spare keys to all the rooms in the building and is the only one who can enter and exit all the rooms.

But Mr. Audley is too old to move around easily and needs a cane to walk, so it is difficult for him to do anything. During the period of suspicion, he was resting alone in his room, and no one could prove it. When Jenkins asked questions, he wore a red sleeveless sweater over his black coat, which was very similar to his father's, but looked uglier.

"Well... Mr. Audley, do you know the seven of us? I mean, in addition to seeing travelers like us in this villa every winter, have you had any contact with the seven people this winter at other times?"

He was not asked this question alone, but everyone was asked a similar question.

"No, I have never had any contact with you outside the villa."

He denied it, but it was a lie.

The number of women in the villa is about two-thirds of the number of men, and Mrs. Jean Xudela is one of the least visible ones. Even before tonight, Jenkins had never known that there was such a person in the villa.

She has an unremarkable background and experience. Her brown hair can hardly cover her round face. She is wearing the villa's standard clothes and a white apron. She feels a little embarrassed when being questioned. She works here because her home, the small town where she has lived at the foot of the mountain for generations, happened to come to this mountain villa because of the recruitment of workers.

During the time when no one could prove the scope of her activities, she was not working, but claimed to be in the basement of the villa looking for some curtain fabrics that were kept there.

"But I asked you to find it in the morning."

Mr. Butler asked.

"Yes, I have been preparing new sheets for the young master and ladies all morning, so I went to the basement in the evening."

Mrs. Hydra explained.

This sounds reasonable, but it is a lie.

Although all three people lied, only the last woman tried to cover up her whereabouts. Jenkins decided to start the investigation from her, so he asked Mr. Butler to arrange for everyone else to wait in the restaurant. He, Mrs. Hydra and Miss Lawrence went to check Mrs. Hydra's residence. After confirming that there were no suspicious items , and went to the basement together.

It's not that she insists on taking Miss Lawrence with her, it's just that she doesn't dare to stay with these strangers now. This lady was not the kind of bold person to begin with, let alone what she saw during the day, which completely shattered her worldview.

The basement area of ​​the villa is not as large as the one Jenkins saw in the castle. In fact, its floor area is not even as large as the two large bedrooms upstairs. After entering from the entrance, you can see that it is divided into three parts by the brick wall. These three parts have multiple functions such as storage rooms.

Mrs. Hydra's words just now contained elements of lies, but she had to admit that her lies were really perfect. Everything in the basement was just as she said it was, and she showed everyone where she had taken the curtains.

"Gentlemen, look~"

Everyone held a candlestick in their hands, and the flickering candlelight illuminated a cabinet with a closed door in the corner. Jenkins took the initiative to step forward and wanted to open the cabinet door, but he smelled a familiar fragrance.

"This is......"

His end-of-year gift to Miss Michael was a bottle of homemade perfume, whose unique smell could not be imitated. He hurriedly opened the cabinet and saw Miss Mihail huddled and stuffed into the bottom of the cabinet, with a blanket covering her body.

There was no sign of dishevelment on her clothes, Jenkins put his hand on her neck, and her pulse was normal.

"Oh my God, it's Britney!"

Miss Lawrence followed Jenkins and saw her companions in the closet. Everyone looked panicked.

"No, there was no one here at all in the afternoon. I don't know why this lady is here!"

Mrs. Hydra exclaimed, of course this was also a lie.

Chapter 681 Chapter 669 Doctor

Jenkins carried the unconscious Miss Michael and quickly returned to the warm manor ground with the other two. During this period, Jenkins also found a note with Hathaway's handwriting in Miss Michael's pocket:

【I'm fine, no need to worry. 】

Jenkins was relieved by the discovery, but he remained concerned until he met Hathaway.

After placing Miss Michael in the bedroom, she was examined by one of the suspect's doctors in the presence of Jenkins and Miss Lawrence.

There were no external injuries on the body, and the initial judgment was that he fainted due to fatigue and fright. Because there were no signs of frostbite and her body temperature was normal, she must have been sleeping in the basement cupboard for a long time, or she had been moved indoors long ago.

"I think she needs a better rest, and we should find someone to stay with her here so that we can provide Miss Michael with water and food as soon as she wakes up."

No one knows why Miss Michael, who disappeared outside, appeared in the basement of the villa, but her return safe and sound is indeed a matter worth celebrating.

Jenkins looked at Mrs. Hydra with a slightly different look. For a moment, he couldn't tell whether this woman was good or evil, because judging from what had just happened, it seemed that she had led everyone to find Miss Mihail.

"But it is true that I am the only giver here."

He opened his eyes again and looked around, confirming that the only people nearby who received the aura were himself and chocolate...

"Huh? Where did the aura in my room go?"

His luggage contained some items that were inconvenient to carry on his body, such as the cane, but the aura of that thing could not be seen at this time. Somewhat panicked, I found an excuse to leave Miss Michael's bedroom temporarily. After returning to his room, he discovered that the cane and other objects were still there, and the aura could only be seen less than a foot away from them.

"What does this mean? Is there something weird in this villa, or is someone holding an item that can cover up the aura, suppressing the power of the eyes?"

Discovering this meant that his original inference that his opponents were ordinary people was completely overturned. After returning to Miss Michael, he deliberately approached Madam Hydra and the doctor, one of the suspects, who were standing silently in the corner. They turned out to be first-level benefactors.

"interesting."

Since the doctor is around, he is naturally the second person to be examined.

This time they were accompanied by the housekeeper, the doctor, and Madame Hydra, while Miss Lawrence and a trusted maid took care of Miss Michael in her bedroom. Miss Lawrence was of course a little timid, but she also knew that her friend could not live without someone by her side.

"All right."

Seeing this, Jenkins picked up the cat who was standing on his shoulder watching the fun and put it on the bed. It looked at Jenkins with its big innocent eyes.

"I leave you with this cat. It's very alert. Having it here means I'm here."

Everyone else thought this was the comfort that Jenkins left to Miss Lawrence, but Miss Lawrence, who had seen Jenkins' abilities, subconsciously regarded the chocolate as the scary monsters in the legend.

Cute appearance always comes at an advantage. The girl is not afraid of chocolate and even wants to hold it in her arms. But being left alone has made the cat a little unhappy, and it is absolutely impossible for people to touch its body.

"I'll be back soon."

Jenkins' hand scratched Chocolate's chin, and it immediately made a soft "meow" sound.

The room of Mr. Bray Decter, the doctor, was not on the first floor like the other servants, but on the corner of the third floor. Next to him was the butler and the storage room for brooms and mops. The door faced a strange oil painting in the corridor. It was the first time that Jenkins came here, so it was the first time that he noticed it.

There are no gas pipes in the villa, and everything is just like before the steam industry. After nightfall, the lighting in the corridor mainly relies on oil lamps on the walls and candles in the hands of passers-by, which makes the painting look even more strange in the light and shadow. The content of the painting is very simple. It shows two men standing in front of a small building with a smile.

But the small building was crooked, the surrounding landscape was painted in grotesquely thick colors, and the men all had crazy smiles on their faces.

"What's going on with this painting?"

he asked the three people behind him.

Mrs. Hydra silently shook her head to express that she did not know. The housekeeper shrugged and looked at the doctor:

"This is Mr. Decker's own thing. What originally hung here was a cheap landscape painting."

"Yes, it's my own thing, it looks interesting doesn't it?"

The doctor shrugged and said to everyone.

Jenkins also met someone who liked this crazy and twisted style of painting half a year ago. He was a young art college student. He was later killed by Jenkins on a rainy night. From then on, Jenkins started paying attention to anyone with similar interests. In this world where there are truly supernatural beings, those with mental disorders are often more likely to be exposed to the hidden distortions.

"Doctors are weird, too."

This is not to discriminate against this hobby. In fact, everyone may have some weird preferences. For example, Jenkins likes to sleep in the living room in the winter. But some hobbies often come with dangers, and this must not be forgotten.

There were no weird things like human specimens in the doctor's room as Jenkins imagined. It was just an ordinary bedroom with a study.

Of course, the study has been transformed into a clinic in the villa, where Mr. Deckert usually consults.

"Look, I know what you are looking for. In fact, I also think there is a possibility that Mr. Quick died of poisoning, but I don't have poison here, these are just ordinary drugs."

There were no labels on the bottles and jars, and they looked and smelled normal. No one present had the medical knowledge to judge poisons, and they could not catch mice for experiments in a short period of time, so the drugs were sealed for more careful examination when the police arrived.

There is also a white portable medicine box in the doctor's room, which contains tools for surgical diagnosis and treatment. The scalpel among them could be used as a murder weapon, but so far no one has died from the knife wounds.

Because he knew that doctors were not ordinary people, Jenkins observed everything carefully. He found some dim auras under the floor and above the ceiling under the bed, which represented extraordinary materials, but this was common for first-level benefactors.

"Does the doctor also live here all year round?"

Jenkins asked casually, he wanted to know the reason why Mr. Deckert became the Giver.

Chapter 682 Chapter 670 Awakening Michael

"Oh, Decker hasn't left since he came here a year ago. He seems to have no relatives outside."

The housekeeper explained, and the doctor nodded silently, unwilling to discuss this topic.

It is difficult to judge the promotion speed of the bestower, which has a lot to do with talent. Jenkins could not deduce the sequence in which the doctor became a benefactor and worked here, nor could he tell whether this person was related to the disappearance of his companions.

After briefly checking the room, they checked the bookshelf in the doctor's room, and then returned to Miss Michael's bedroom. She still didn't wake up, and Mr. Deckert offered to inject her with something to keep her healthy, but Jenkins refused.

People in this era have very little understanding of diseases, and the treatment methods are simple and terrible. More importantly, they didn't care about blood-borne diseases at all. Those metal syringes were often used many times. Jenkins was unwilling to let his friends contract those weird infectious diseases because of a small oversight.

The next person to be inspected was Keo Oudley, the key keeper. He was too old. The only reason he persisted in working here was because he was deeply trusted by the owner of the Villa.

Oudley does not live in the house, but has a separate cabin at the back of the house. It was relatively close to the steam furnaces that heated the estate, so the workers responsible for managing the furnaces actually lived nearby Mr. Oudley.

His room was filled with the smell of decay and slime, as if all the rooms of the elderly had a similar smell. The furniture in the room is as old as Mr. Ouled's, the wooden floor creaks when stepped on, and the black and white photos hanging on the wall look up to date.

The old man was the only ordinary person among the three suspects, which made Jenkins relax a little.

"Speaking of which, is there a secret passage in this villa? It is the kind of passage that is not easy to be discovered and can move quickly."

He asked, remembering the usual plot points in detective novels.

"No, sir, that should only exist in detective novels. I have worked here for almost ten years and I have never heard of such a thing in the villa."

Mr. Butler said, and then looked at the key keeper. He was the oldest person in this Blizzard Villa.

"I didn't know that kind of passage existed in the villa."

Jenkins nodded. This was another lie, so there was actually a secret passage in the villa.