No way...... Could it be that Mr. Azik is the so-called first Baron Rumder? This is a figure from 14500 years ago...... No, how can you be sure that the person in the portrait is the original Baron Rumour...... Crane stared at the painting, his mind in turmoil, as if he suddenly realized that all the people around him had become monsters, or that the whole world was just a dream of the gods.

He raised his head suddenly, stared at the yellow-haired middle-aged man in front of him, reached out and took out the revolver from the pouch under his armpit, and said in a deep voice:

"It's not an antique. If you don't make the situation clear, I will arrest you and prosecute you for fraud!"

He doesn't care whether the prosecution belongs to the police department or not, there is only one purpose, that is, to intimidate the other party and obtain information!

At the same time, Crane tapped his left tooth twice, turning on his vision, monitoring the subject's mood and color changes.

The yellow-haired middle-aged man was startled, and replied vaguely in horror:

"No, I don't know if it's an antique, no, I've heard it's an antique, but I don't understand that, I really don't understand, I don't even know many words. ”

His eyes rolled and he looked around, as if he wanted to call for help.

But at this moment, he saw Crane adjust the wheel and trigger, and put on a posture to kill the suspect in the resistance.

He straightened his back and didn't dare to look around anymore.

"Where did you get this painting?" Klein asked inwardly.

The yellow-haired middle-aged man's lips twitched, and he said with a flattering smile:

"Officer, this is what my grandfather found from the castle, more than forty years ago, the exterior wall and the room on the second floor collapsed, and some items appeared, items that the previous people could not find, among them is this oil painting, no, no, no, it's not this oil painting, the original oil painting is already very dilapidated, and it can't be preserved at all, so my grandfather asked someone to imitate and paint one, well, it's the one you just saw, I didn't lie to you, the oil painting from more than forty years ago can indeed be regarded as an antique......"

"Are you sure this is a portrait of the original Baron Lamb?" Klein pressed the trigger, so that the other party's gaze did not dare to move in the slightest.

The yellow-haired middle-aged man laughed: "I'm not sure, but I speculate so." ”

"Why?" Klein almost laughed at the other party's shamelessness.

"Because the name is not on the painting. The yellow-haired middle-aged man replied in a rare seriousness, "It's like when I was called the scoundrel Gray, my father was called the curly-haired Gray, and only my grandfather was the real Gray." ”

...... Crane spat out silently and said:

"Where's your grandfather?"

"In the cemetery, where he has been buried for almost twenty years, next to him is my father, who was buried three years ago. The yellow-haired middle-aged man replied very honestly.

Crane asked from a different angle for a while, then adjusted the pistol wheel in front of the yellow-haired middle-aged man and put it back in the pouch under his armpit.

Putting away his police ID, he turned around in a thin black trench coat and walked to the hotel with his hands in his pockets, walking silently in the dim light of the houses on both sides.

"It is uncertain if the portrait belongs to the original Baron Rumour...... I don't know if there is an exact historical record of the castle in the town......"

"But in any case, the gentleman in the portrait must be an ancient man, an ancient man from at least a thousand years ago......"

"He and Mr. Azik are almost identical except for their hairstyle, which is called reincarnation?"

"When Mr. Azike gave up his position at another university in Bakeland and came to Tingen, he may have been driven by residual instincts......"

"Well, there are other possibilities, for example, the one in the portrait is Mr. Azik, and Mr. Azik is him!"

Thinking of this, Crane was startled and nearly tripped over the steps ahead.

He paced a few steps back and forth under the destroyed gas lamp, and combined with the insight of the information explosion era, he made a further analysis based on the speculation just now:

"Mr. Azik has lived from ancient times to the present since he became an undead for some reason, such as a vampire?"

"No, there's no such thing as a bronzed-skinned vampire......"

"And when I shook hands with Mr. Azik, I could clearly feel his body temperature and feel the blood flowing in his body. ”

"Although he hates the heat in the south, he is not afraid of the sun, and once braved the scorching sun to team up with other teachers to race boats......

"Well, there is also the possibility that Mr. Azik's sequence potion or other factors have brought him a long life, and the price is the loss of his memory! Hey, considering his completely different dreams, can it be assumed that his memory loss is cyclical? Every few decades, he forgets the past and gets a new life, and that dream is the real life he has experienced...... Hehe, I seem to have seen something like this......"

"To verify this matter, it is not enough to rely on divination alone, you must find the traces of Mr. Azik's life again and again, there is no trace of childhood, directly from adulthood!"

Klein, who had made a bold assumption and carefully verified it, began to lean into his latter guess, but the possibility of "reincarnation" could not be ruled out for the time being.

He restrained his messy thoughts, and seriously considered whether or not to inform Captain Dunn of the matter:

"If Mr. Azik is really an ancient extraordinary who has lived for more than a thousand years, then his strength will be even stronger than I imagined......"

"He reminded me of kindness before, but after I find clues about his past, it's hard to say if he will remain kind......"

"But Mr. Azik has always been kind to me, and it is not unreasonable to endanger him by rashly introducing a night watchman......"

"Whew, go to the gray mist to eliminate interference and divination once, this is the most important choice a soothsayer should make!"

Klein made a decision and hurried back to the hotel.

Taking advantage of the fact that Dunn and Frye had not returned, he reopened a room for 1 susher.

Entering the room, Crane created a spiritual wall with the help of "Holy Night Powder", and then walked four steps backwards, piercing through the crazy babbling to the gray mist.

The majestic palace stood quietly, with its ancient, mottled bronze tables and twenty-two high-backed chairs unchanged.

Klein sat at the top, revealing a tawny parchment and a black round-bellied fountain pen.

He picked up the pen and wrote earnestly:

"Dunn Smith should be told about Mr. Azik. ”

Immediately afterward, he untied the citrine pendant in the cuff on his left side and performed a pendulum divination.

The answer to this pendulum divination is to turn counterclockwise, which is "should not be told"!

Putting down the citrine pendant, Klein, who has always been attentive, thought for a few seconds and decided to try "dream divination" again to be safe.

This time, his divination statement is changed to "the consequences of concealing Mr. Azik's affairs within the night watchman".

Holding the parchment and reciting it seven times in silence, Klein leaned back and, with the help of meditation, fell into a deep sleep.

He saw himself in that illusory, hazy, fragmented world, and saw himself struggling to sink in a sea of blood.

At this time, a hand reached out and pulled him up from the sea of blood, and the owner of this palm was none other than Azik, who had a bronze complexion and a small black mole near his ear.

The image shattered and reassembled, and Crane saw himself in a dark and cold mausoleum, surrounded by coffins with their bodies open.

Azik stood beside him, staring ahead, as if looking for something.

At that moment, Crane withdrew from the dream, and saw the illusory, gray, and infinite fog again.

"The symbolism of the dream just now is that if I hide something for Mr. Azik, then when I fall into a crisis in the future, I will get his help, and this crisis may have arisen because of his help in concealing it...... What does the final image mean? I'm going to explore a mausoleum with Mr. Azik? Well, the mausoleum may have another symbolic meaning......" Crane crossed his hands against his chin and read the contents of the "dream divination" just now.

Combined with the results of his previous pendulum method, he had decided not to report his speculation to the captain, except to mention that one of the townspeople had brought out a portrait of what was said to be the original Baron Rum, which was quite similar to Azik, a history instructor at Hoy University—Crane was not sure if Dunn had heard about it from somewhere else, so he had to explain.

Of course, without Azik's story, and without his strange dreams, it was difficult for Dunn, who was not familiar with the other party, to think of anything, and Crane even suspected that the captain didn't remember what Azik's instructor looked like.

Thinking of this, he restrained his thoughts and planned to leave the gray mist, but at this moment, he found that the crimson star, which had been quiet for a long time, had once again contracted and expanded faintly.

Crane extended his spirituality with great interest, and saw the giant-speaking boy again, kneeling in front of a pure crystal ball.

The young man was still wearing black tights that were different from the styles of the Northern Continent, and his face was blurred and distorted, with only faint brownish-yellow hair.

He knelt there, pleading in an unusually painful tone.

Crane listened attentively, and barely understood what the other party was saying by relying on the giant language that had finally entered the school:

"Great gods, reopen your eyes to this place that you have forsaken. ”

"Great gods, free us, the people of darkness, from the curse of fate. ”

"I am willing to dedicate my life to you and please you with my blood. ”

......

Abandoned Places...... The Dark Ones...... Great deity...... Klein silently recited these key words, and suddenly remembered a place mentioned by "The Hanging Man":

"Godforsaken Lands!"

It was mentioned in Russell's diary, and he sent a fleet to look for it, but to no avail...... Crane's eyes narrowed slightly, not knowing if his guess was correct.

His fingers tapped on the edge of the long bronze table, and after three strokes, he made a decision, and reached out his right hand, touching the illusory crimson star.

The crimson immediately burst out, and the light flowed like water.

PS: There will be a change in a few minutes.