The Master of the Strange Realm

So far, the death toll in this blizzard villa has climbed to eight, and strong evidence proves that in addition to the doctor, there is a more brutal prisoner active in the castle.

The arrest of the doctor last night was probably the beginning rather than the end of everything.

But the most surprising thing is that at the time when the doctor and two servants died based on the corpse stains, more than half of the people who did not have alibi actually accounted for more than half. At that time, most people thought that the murderer had been caught, so they were no longer with their companions during the operation.

As a result, neither Jenkins nor the housekeeper could find any relevant clues, and no one had ever discovered that someone who shouldn't be in the corridor was haunting that time period.

So Garcia made a bold guess:

"Didn't we discover that there are complicated secret passages in the villa? Maybe someone was transferred through the secret passages. In fact, the murderer is not someone we know at all. There may be mysterious figures living secretly in the secret passages!"

When he announced this to everyone, all the living people in the villa gathered in the restaurant to eat. It was extremely embarrassing for the housekeeper to have servants eat at the same table as his guests, but it was the safest thing to do at the moment.

It was getting dark, but the restaurant was brightly lit. In the most primitive instinct, fire and light often mean safety. Even if a short candle has no effect, people can gather together in a warm and bright room, which still gives everyone great courage.

The creature in the best mood in this room right now should be the chocolate to the right of Jenkins. In order to reward his brave behavior last night, Miss Lawrence and Miss Michael specially asked the kitchen to prepare sumptuous food for him, and forbade Jenkins from interfering with his cat.

It was enjoying its own food quietly at the moment, occasionally stroking the back of the man's hand with its fluffy tail, hoping that he would not be so anxious.

"Secret passage? This is indeed possible. After entering from the entrance of the doctor's room, you can find a narrow gap between the corridor and the wall of the guest room. But the secret passage in the doctor's room has all collapsed, and the only one left is The one that goes down leads directly to the outside of the manor. He probably used this road to constantly go out to conduct his terrible experiments during this year, so there must be other secret passages in the manor, otherwise it would be impossible to explain all this. ”

Jenkins picked up the spoon and tapped his soup bowl gently, hoping that everyone would pay attention.

He was not worried about his own safety, but it was difficult to guarantee the safety of Miss Michael and Miss Lawrence. After all, he could not monitor them 24 hours a day.

This made Jenkins very anxious. He raised his head and looked at the people at the long dining table. It seemed that everyone's face was full of treachery and viciousness.

Shaking his head violently, he said again:

"I hope everyone can pay attention to some walls or corners around them. Before this matter is over, it is best to work and rest together."

"But the murderer won't suddenly jump out of the wall, right?"

Miss Rick asked in horror, and Hathaway immediately pulled Jenkins' sleeve.

"Oh, what you said just now is just an exaggeration. No matter how cruel you are, you are just a human being."

It's hard to say whether traveling together would be useful. After all, the murderer could kill two male servants silently. If he or they are not a skilled murderer, then they must be an extraordinary gifter.

Thinking of this, Jenkins glanced at Mrs. Hydra and the keykeeper Oudley again, especially the former. With the doctor's arrest, it can be determined that these two people have nothing to do with outdoor spiders, but this does not mean that they are all kind people.

Mrs. Hydra was the giver, and old Oudley was lying about the secret passage. They all fit the profile of murdering doctors and servants, but Jenkins can't accuse anyone until evidence is found.

Once everyone starts to distrust each other, this will be the starting point for the collapse of the Villa.

PS: This chapter is 4K. The defense is over, and it should be no problem to pass. Now I can wait with peace of mind to submit the final draft and graduate.

Chapter 688 Chapter 676 Midnight Dream

Until night's break there was no new progress in the murder investigation. Everyone carefully searched the room where the doctor was held again, but did not find the suspected secret passage. Jenkins even wanted to tear down all the walls except the load-bearing walls, but was immediately stopped by the housekeeper:

"Mr. Willamt, we cannot destroy the scene. After the police gentlemen arrive, they will still rely on this to avenge the dead people."

What the housekeeper said made sense, which also dispelled Jenkins's somewhat manic thoughts.

He suddenly felt that something was wrong with his current mood, because normal Jenkins was definitely a calm person.

"Have I lost my sense of normalcy because I lost the convenience of the Eye of Truth? Or am I too worried about Miss Hathaway and Miss Michael?"

He couldn't find a good reason.

For safety reasons, the rooms where everyone slept were redistributed. Among them, the workers who took care of the boiler in the hut outside the manor would rest together with the stubborn key keeper. People wanted to let the old man stay in the villa, but he refused:

"Do you know what you are talking about? I have worked here for nearly thirty years and have never lived in the villa once! Isn't he just a cowardly murderer? If he dares to appear in front of me, I will definitely kill him Use this gun to show him how powerful I am!"

As he spoke, he waved the old-fashioned shotgun in his hand. The butler on the side immediately backed away, fearing that the old man would accidentally trigger the trigger due to excitement.

The servants living on the first floor of the manor originally shared a bedroom, while the guests on the second and third floors moved to the second floor and re-selected their roommates.

The window of Miss Michael's bedroom was broken, so it was uninhabitable, and she didn't want to separate from Hathaway, so the two lived in the same room. So Miss Lawrence had to move to Miss Rick's bedroom, although she thought it was safest for four people to live together.

Jenkins was originally going to move in with Garcia and live together opposite the girls' room. But Chocolate would never be willing to sleep in the same room with strangers. Before it tried to use its power to kill Alan Garcia, Garcia seemed to be blessed by God and decided to move to the first floor and live with the servants.

"Isn't it safer? And it's closer to the kitchen. I have the habit of eating supper. Maybe at midnight, I can go out for a walk and may meet someone who is equally bored."

As he spoke, he nodded to Miss Rick beside him, and Miss Rick blushed and didn't respond.

Hathaway showed a meaningful expression.

But no matter what, the sleeping problem was solved, and the people in the villa soon fell asleep in various complicated emotions.

There was no moonlight on the snowy night, and dark clouds covered the earth. What awaited them was definitely not a peaceful night.

After washing up, Jenkins did not go to bed immediately. He wanted to read another chapter of "Investigator's Notes". This interesting semi-biographical novel deeply attracted him.

In the room, only the oil lamp was still on at the bedside, and hot tea and some snacks were placed beside it. The rustling sound produced by the pages of the book being turned became the best lullaby. Chocolate, who originally wanted to share some snacks from Jenkins, soon fell asleep without opening his eyes.

Jenkins noticed the cat's even breathing and carefully pulled a small blanket from the side to cover it. Chocolate looked very cute most of the time, and a few times were when taking a bath and eating.

He licked the index finger of his right hand with his tongue and turned the book to the next page again. It was ten forty at night, and Jenkins decided to read two more pages before going to bed. He hummed softly, twisted his neck to find a more comfortable position, and felt that the fatigue of the day disappeared because of this short rest.

"I hope the blizzard will stop tomorrow."

He looked out the window and thought, then closed the book, looked at the cat sleeping beside the pillow, and then turned off the light and got into the quilt.

(Chocolate is dreaming...)

"Jenkins! Jenkins! Wake up!"

Jenkins was startled when he heard a woman calling him in a daze. He didn't expect that he was sleeping so deeply.

He opened his eyes and looked forward. Miss Michael was half lying on the bed and calling him, her face full of panic. She was wearing a printed beige pajamas, and her long golden hair was not tied up. As the woman leaned over, it fell on Jenkins' face.

The two buttons on the pajamas were not buttoned. Jenkins accidentally glanced down and actually saw ** through the collar. His face immediately turned red, and he struggled to get up from the bed and turned to look out the window.

The curtains were still drawn, and no light could be seen. Reaching out to pick up the lady's pocket watch, it was only three o'clock in the morning.

"Miss Michael, is there something wrong?"

He asked while looking behind her. The door was wide open and there was no one in the dark corridor.

"Why did you come here alone? Although our rooms are close, I told you not to act alone."

"Oh, Jenkins, I'm really scared."

She suddenly reached out and hugged Jenkins, and her hot body was pressed against the man. Jenkins took a deep breath and smelled the floral scent on her hair. This was the scent of the bath soap prepared by the servants of this manor for the girls, and Hathaway's fiery red hair also had it.

"Something is wrong."

During the days of the trip, Miss Michael had been using the bottle of gift perfume that Jenkins gave him at the end of the year. Although the scent of the perfume was very light, it was unexpectedly able to cover up the smell of any other spices, and Hathaway also liked that smell.

But at this time, Jenkins could not smell any perfume.

Although his body reacted honestly, he still remained rational. Gently pushing Miss Michael away, she showed a pitiful expression like a small animal, and tears seemed to be shining in her eyes.

"Huh?"

The feeling of something was wrong became stronger and stronger, and he looked down at Chocolate, who was still sleeping soundly under the blanket.

"I understand, this is a dream, someone is controlling my dream."

He sighed softly.

The guy who made the dream was very unprofessional, and the perfume was a loophole, but what made Jenkins most sure of his idea was the cat's performance. This cat usually sleeps more alert than Jenkins, and often walks around at night for various incomprehensible reasons.

Sometimes Jenkins woke up in a dream and was startled by Chocolate's glowing eyes. It was abnormal for it to sleep so soundly at this time. Even if Jenkins couldn't hear someone opening the door, Chocolate couldn't fail to hear it.

"Who are you?"

He asked the woman in front of him, or the creature of unknown gender.

Chapter 689 Chapter 677 Big Misunderstanding

"Jenkins, are you still awake?"

Seeing the man ask this, the thing disguised as Miss Michael opened its arms again, trying to hug Jenkins, but was pushed away.

"If you don't want to die, don't play this boring game!"

He punched out, but felt his whole body being shaken.

When he opened his eyes, it was still dark. Miss Lawrence, who was wearing pajamas, was grabbing Jenkins' shoulders, and Chocolate was making uneasy noises from the side.

"Mr. Willamt, wake up!"

Seeing Jenkins open her eyes, she seemed to realize that such a posture was wrong, and immediately took a step back:

"Sorry, I saw that you were frowning just now as if you were having a nightmare..."

"Oh, it's okay, just an ordinary dream...Is there something wrong?"

As he spoke, he stretched out his hand to rub his temples, feeling his head hurt due to lack of sleep.

"I'm so sorry, could you please accompany me to...the bathroom? Bryony and Hathaway are both fast asleep, and I don't have the nerve to wake them up."

She pinched the hem of her clothes and whispered, looking down at her slippers with a slightly red face.

"Then you have the nerve to wake me up?"

The man cursed in his heart, but he still lifted the quilt and planned to accompany Miss Lawrence for a walk.

He looked at Chocolate again. It was behaving normally, like a normal cat.

But, Chocolate was never a normal cat. At this time, it seemed to have lost all its spirituality and transformed into an ordinary little animal. Even without looking into its eyes, Jenkins knew the cat was not his.

The man's face changed, and his anger suddenly surged up:

"Using the same method twice? What I hate most is when someone turns into a woman and lies to me!"

As he spoke, he punched forward again, and then sat up from the bed suddenly.

Panting heavily, I looked at my pocket watch and saw it was still three in the morning.

At this moment, the door was pushed open by a woman's hand, and Hathaway walked in in a panic, wearing thin pajamas:

"Jenkins, what's wrong? I seem to hear strange noises from your side?"

"It's your turn this time? Don't be so boring, okay? Do you want to sleep with me too?"

He asked helplessly, ready to punch again.

"Ah, Jenkins, what are you talking about?"

Hathaway's face turned red, she said "poof~" to Jenkins in embarrassment, turned around and fled from the room.

"bad feeling......"

Jenkins murmured, picking up the cat standing up lazily and looking into its big eyes. Those amber cat eyes are still so beautiful that people can't help but be addicted and intoxicated. The special spirituality in the deepest part of the eyes is unique to chocolate and cannot be faked at any cost.

"Gudong~"

He swallowed and fell onto the pillow. His face was full of fear, and the sweat on his forehead was flowing down.

"Chocolate, did I just say something I shouldn't have said?"

"Meow~"

The cat's little paws scratched hard on the back of Jenkins' hand, and blood stains appeared after a while. These slight pains made the man cheer up, and even more anger surged up:

"How dare you lie to me! I am the god of lies!"

He didn't dare to go to Hathaway to explain now, so he could only vent his anger on the culprit.

He suddenly pulled up the quilt and covered his head with his hands. After a few seconds, he heard the sound of even breathing. The cat was a little worried and dug a gap from the edge of the quilt, fearing that this childish man would suffocate him to death inside.

When the soul leaves the body, the ability of [Dream Soul Leaving the Body] allows Jenkins to easily perceive the dreams of people nearby. Of course, it was easier for him to sense the thing that was causing trouble in his dream just now. It hadn't left yet and was still in Miss Rick's dream.

"Okay, let me show you what dreaming is!"

The soul rushed straight to Miss Rick's dream. After seeming to penetrate a layer of soap bubbles, the body slowly descended and truly entered the lady's consciousness.

Maybe Jenkins' ability to manipulate dreams is not as good as that thing just now, but the quality and weight of his soul are definitely high. So the intrusion didn't attract anything, which is a good start.

"I want to see if this guy who plays with dreams has anything to do with the murderer during the day."

The scene in the dream is completely opposite to the dark night blizzard outside the window in the real world. It seems to be early spring, when the skin is bathed in the breeze, the nose smells the fragrance of grass and earth, and you can even hear the pleasant chirping of birds.

Jenkins sat on chairs in the green grass with some dream dummies, which lined the red carpet on either side. Although I had not experienced it, this was obviously a wedding.

The bride of the wedding is naturally the owner of the dream, Miss Yula Rick, and the groom is another traveler, Alan Garcia. Jenkins was not surprised by this. He had heard about the relationship between the two from Hathaway, and when they rescued them last night, the two of them fainted against each other, which was telling.