Before Klein could turn around his new thoughts, he saw the stiff Councillor Maynard with his hands propped up, holding the heavy sound of the wind, and pounced straight on himself, to his left!

In the past, when encountering such an unexpected situation, he was mostly slow to react and difficult to dodge, even if he noticed it in advance, he had to roll and roll to escape from the opponent's range in time.

But now, almost instinctively, Klein responded, and with a kick of his shiny buttonless leather boots, he jumped diagonally and jumped onto the high-backed chair.

Since it was only one day after he was promoted, he was not particularly accustomed to his strength, agility and speed, and in a hurry, this jump was too high, and the landing position was actually the top of the back of the high-backed chair!

There was only a narrow one, and Klein's heart tightened, and he quickly controlled his body and adjusted his center of gravity.

He shook a few times, but he stood firmly, like a black cat showing off his balance.

And as he shook, he waved his left arm, and following the forward momentum of the "living corpse" Maynard, he drew his staff to its side ribs, causing it to lose its balance and stagger to the carpet.

Crane stood at the top of the high-backed chair, his right hand quickly raised, reaching under his armpit, trying to pull the revolver out of the pouch and give the living corpse in front of him a silver demon hunting bullet.

But at this moment, he suddenly thought of how to deal with the problem of the tail of the hand.

If a shot had opened a hole in Congressman Maynard's body, how would the cause of death be explained to the other party's family and the New Party lawmakers who were concerned about the matter?

I just shot him in the dead end?

As a thought flickered, Klein's right hand reached into the same pocket of the police uniform, and he felt for a triangular slice.

Requiem Charm...... He quickly made a judgment, and without hesitation, took out the silver charm, and whispered a word in the ancient Hermetian language:

"Crimson!"

As the opening spell reverberated and the spell exuded a sense of serenity, Crane hurriedly poured the spirit into it and threw it at Maynard, the "living corpse" who struggled to get up.

The icy blue flames rose to the surface, enveloping and burning the triangular flakes, and the serene and soft black quickly diffused, removing the tension and uneasiness of the soul.

Maynard stopped there, his empty eyes staring blankly at the ground, and the slime from the corners of his mouth fell on the blanket one by one.

Crane breathed a sigh of relief, and was about to take out the materials, arrange the ritual, and use the purification method to deal with the unclean creatures in front of him.

But suddenly, Maynard made another noise in his throat, and his empty eyes looked back at the left pocket of Klein's police uniform.

I rub ...... Klein leaped from the top of his high-backed chair to the ledge of the bay window.

At the same time, he heard the sound of a high-backed chair falling and breaking.

Klein, whose scalp was slightly numb, had to find a rectangular silver sheet again.

This is the "Spell of Sleep"!

It's not just the living who need sleep, the dead themselves are in a "long sleep", and they must have an abnormality to wake up and wander on the ground!

In some occult books, some "living corpses" are even described as follows:

They sleep during the day and wake up at night.

"Crimson!"

Crane shouted the ancient Hermes incantation again, intending to fail again this time, without considering the consequences, he pulled out the revolver and shot indiscriminately.

Only by being alive can you worry about the follow-up problems!

Feeling the silver flake in his palm turn cold, Crane poured his spirit and threw it out.

Dark red flames lit up his eyes, and a slight explosion crackled through the room.

The power of tranquility and softness escaped, and with an irresistible exhaustion of the creature, the "living corpse" Maynard had just gotten up from the broken high-backed chair, and immediately shook a few times, closed his empty eyes, and fell to the ground.

With the experience just now, Klein didn't dare to relax, and immediately took out the "Amanda hydrosol" extracted from the distillation of night vanilla, deep sleep flowers, chamomile, dragon bark, "Full Moon Essential Oil" made of moon flowers, and other materials, and quickly set up a altar.

Then, with the help of the "Holy Night Powder", he sealed off the nearby area with a spiritual wall, including the altar and the sleeping "living corpse" Maynard.

After reciting the incantation, lighting the corresponding three candles, and dripping hydrosol essential oil into the candle flame and sprinkling the herbal powder, Crane took a step back and looked vigilantly at the "living corpse" Maynard, while chanting in Hermes:

"The goddess of the night who is nobler than the starry sky, older than eternity;"

"I pray for your favors;"

"Pray that you will favor one of your faithful guardians. ”

"I pray for the power of Crimson;"

"I pray for the power of sleep and silence;"

"Pyeh you to cleanse this unclean creature near me, the gentleman who used to be called John Maynard. ”

......

"Moonflower, herbs that belong to the red moon, please pass on the power to my spell!"

"O Deep Sleep Flower, the herb that belongs to the Red Moon, please pass on the power to my spell!"

......

Silently, as if a cool breeze blowing from the middle of the night echoed within the spiritual wall, and wisps of light black mist evaporated out of the "living corpse" Maynard.

When everything calmed down, Crane used psionic vision to repeatedly confirm that the other party would not "wake up" again.

Seeing the result, he completely let go of the heart he was carrying, ended the ritual and lifted the spiritual wall.

"Why did he suddenly cheat the corpse?" Crane looked down as he stood in front of Maynard, who was lying on the carpet, frowning slightly.

For an extraordinary person who is not low in inspiration, there are obvious signs of whether the deceased will cheat the corpse, not to mention that Klein is still a "soothsayer", there will always be some premonitions about similar things, but the change just now was completely unexpected by him.

Unless, unless there is something more mysterious...... Just like the tuxedo clown that time...... Klein carefully recalled the scene just now, and vaguely sensed the problem:

"The Living Corpse" Maynard has been trying to attack the left pocket of his police uniform!

Left pocket?Crane put the silver-encrusted black staff in his right palm, let his left hand reach into his pocket, and took out an old bronze whistle placed inside.

It was a bronze whistle covered in mystical patterns, the one that Azik had lent him to summon messengers.

"This bronze whistle caused Maynard to be a living corpse?Is it possible that Mr. Azik is either a descendant of the Grim Reaper or has a certain connection to the Grim Reaper, and it is logical that the magical items he always carries have similar effects......" Crane nodded thoughtfully, took out a bronze penny, and made a quick divination on the judgment just now.

Because he was at the scene, because he was holding the corresponding item, because the information was sufficient, he quickly came to the conclusion that he saw the bronze penny tumbling down into his palm, with his head facing up.

This means yes...... Mr. Azik didn't even bring a similar issue to my attention, eh...... He is a patient with "amnesia", it is normal not to remember, and the copper whistle is on him, which may not have a negative effect, and it is very likely to be suppressed...... In the future, when you go to cemeteries, castles and other places with many corpses or easy to haunt, you can't carry this copper whistle, otherwise you will make it difficult for yourself and frantically find death...... Klein silently jotted down the newly summed up note, and effortlessly got the unclothed Congressman Maynard back to the bed.

Looking at the distinct marks of the opponent's side ribs being pumped, Klein sighed, covered it with a white cloth, and pretended not to notice.

I'll leave this question to the police department to worry about!Well, the two charms just now belong to the task consumption and can be reimbursed...... He put away his belongings as he thought, walked to the door with the portrait, and unlocked it.

With a creak, the door opened, and Crane saw Inspector Toller standing outside, not letting anyone come closer.

"What just happened?" asked Toller, confused and worried.

He faintly heard a lot of movement inside.

Klein smiled and replied deliberately pompously:

"Councillor Maynard came to life and tried to give me a warm hug. ”

"No kidding......" Toller looked helplessly into the room.

"Why be so serious?" Crane said, spreading his hands, "because of the uncertainties for the time being, Councilor Maynard has turned into a living corpse, well, the kind of ghost stories that are the same, and luckily I haven't left, and I used ritual magic to clear the uncleanness in time and put him back to a peaceful slumber." ”

"Does this have anything to do with the cause of his death?" asked Toller with a serious expression.

"I can't give you an answer, I don't even know what's wrong, you should know that in our field, unexplained things are quite common. Klein said perfunctorily, shaking the portrait in his hand instead, "When I was channeling, I saw the scene before the death of Councillor Maynard, who was sharing the pleasures of a husband and wife with this lady, and covering his heart when he was at his happiest. ”

"What do you mean...... Is he the cause of death?" Toller looked "you know."

"Theoretically, it is subject to subsequent dissection. Klein handed the portrait to Inspector Toller.

Toller glanced at him only once, and then exclaimed:

"Mrs. Sharon!"

Klein looked at each other blankly:

"Is she famous?"

Well, in terms of appearance and figure, it should be more famous...... He complained in his heart.

Toller glanced left and right, and introduced with a little excitement:

"Madame Sharon was the most famous and beautiful widow in the city of Tingen, and the most sought-after lady in social situations, she was the second wife of Baron Hoy, but unfortunately became a widow. ”

She was popular among the aristocracy, among the new wealthy merchants, and was a socialite who could be invited to both Conservative and New Party banquets. ”

"It is said that she and her stepson, the current Baron Hoy, have an affair with some of the nobles of Beckland, and several high-ranking government employees, and are a very powerful lady...... Unexpectedly, she and Congressman Maynard also have this relationship...... Hey ......"

In short, a great courtesan...... Klein summed up secretly, pointed sideways to the room and said:

"The next part is not my task, how to interrogate Lady Sharon is your problem. ”

"Well, before the purification, I smoked Councillor Maynard with a stick, you guys deal with it and think about an explanation. ”

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