Sister, can we not open which pot is not opened...... Klein complained to himself, only to feel that his head began to throb again.

The original owner has not forgotten much knowledge, and it is definitely a lot, and the interview will be conducted the day after tomorrow, so how can I have time to make up for it......

And he was involved in weird and terrifying events, how could he have the heart to "review"......

After a few perfunctory words to his sister, Crane began to pretend to read, and Melissa moved a chair, sat down next to her, and began her homework by the light of the gas lamp.

The atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful, and at almost eleven o'clock, the brother and sister said goodnight to each other and went to bed.

............

Boom!

Knock knock!

There was a knock on the door, and Crane woke up from his dream.

He glanced at the morning light outside the window, and sat up with his head slightly confused:

"Who?"

What time is it? Why didn't Melissa wake me up?

"I, Dunn Smith. A calm male voice replied outside the door.

Dunn Smith doesn't know ...... Crane shook his head and got out of bed and walked to the door.

He opened the door and saw the officer with the gray eyes of yesterday.

"Is something wrong?" Crane asked warily.

The gray-eyed officer replied with a serious expression:

"We have found a coachman who testifies that you went to Mr. Welch's house on the 27th, the day of the death of Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya, and that Mr. Welch paid for your car. ”

Klein was stunned for a moment, without the slightest horror or weakness of heart when the lie was exposed.

Because he wasn't lying, he felt that the evidence provided by Gray-Eyed Officer Dunn Smith was not what he expected.

On June 27th, the original owner really went to Welch's residence, and committed suicide on the night of his return, exactly like Welch and Naya!

Klein opened his mouth and said with a wry smile:

"It's not strong enough evidence to directly prove that I had anything to do with Welch and Naya's deaths, and to be honest, I would have wanted to know what had happened to my two poor friends, but, but, I really can't remember, I had almost completely forgotten what I had done on the 27th, and you may not believe it, but I had barely guessed by my own notes that I might have been to Welch's residence on the 27th. ”

"Mental quality is good. Gray-eyed Officer Dunn Smith nodded with a smile that didn't look angry or angry.

"You can tell me sincerely. Crane looked the other man in the eye.

I'm telling the truth, and of course, it's only part of it!

Dunn Smith didn't respond immediately, his eyes swept around the room before he said slowly:

"Mr. Welch lost a revolver, and I think I should be able to find him here, right, Mr. Crane?"

Really...... Crane finally figured out where the revolver came from, and the thought in his head spun like lightning, and he made a decision in an instant.

He half-raised his hands, stepped back step by step, got out of the way, and then pointed to the high and low beds with his chin:

"On the back of the bed. ”

He didn't specifically say the one below, because normal people wouldn't hide things on the back of the upper bed, which would be obvious to visitors.

The gray-eyed officer Dunn did not move forward, twitched the corner of his mouth and said:

"Nothing you'd like to add?

Klein replied without hesitation:

"Yes!"

"I woke up in the middle of the night the night and found myself lying on my desk, next to a revolver with bullets at the foot of the wall, it looked like I had experienced a suicide, but maybe I didn't have the experience, I didn't use a pistol, or I was scared at the last moment, in short, the bullet didn't work as expected, my head was still intact, and I lived to this point. ”

"And since then, I have forgotten some memories, including what I did and what I saw when I went to Welch's residence on the 27th, and I didn't lie, I really don't remember. ”

In order to clear his suspicions, in order to solve the strange events that entangled him, Crane said almost everything, except for the crossing and the "party".

In addition, he modified the wording so that every sentence could stand the test, such as not saying that the bullet did not hit the head, only mentioning that the expected effect was not achieved, and the head was still intact afterwards.

To the ears of others, the two almost mean the same thing, but in fact they are completely different.

The gray-eyed police officer Dunn listened quietly and spoke slowly:

"This is very much in line with my speculation, and also with the hidden logic of similar events before, of course, I don't know how you survived. ”

"Just believe me, I don't know how I survived. Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

"But. Dunn threw out a twist, "I believe it's useless, you are very suspicious right now, and you must confirm with the 'experts' that you really forgot what happened, or that you really didn't directly cause the deaths of Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya." ”

He coughed, and his expression became serious:

"Mr. Klein, please cooperate with the investigation and go back to the police station with us, it will take about two to three days, if you really have no problem. ”

"The expert has arrived?" Klein asked in a daze.

Didn't you say two days?

"She came earlier than we expected. Dunn leaned over and motioned for Crane to step out.

"I'll leave a note. Klein pleaded.

Benson was still on a business trip, and Melissa was in school, so they could only leave a message telling them about something about Welch and telling them not to worry.

Dunn nodded indifferently:

"Yes. ”

Crane returned to his desk, finding the paper to write on, and began to think about what was next.

To be honest, he didn't want to meet the expert, after all, he had a bigger secret hidden in his own right.

In places where there are seven major churches, under the premise that the suspected "predecessor" Russell the Great was assassinated, most of the things like "crossing" are to go to the inquisition and to the arbitration tribunal!

However, with no weapons, no fighting skills, and no extraordinary strength, he is no match for a professional police officer, not to mention, there are several Dunn's subordinates standing in the darkness outside the door.

They draw their guns and fire a salvo, and they will explain themselves!

"Whew, one step at a time. Crane left the note, grabbed the key, and followed Dunn out of the room.

In the dimly lit corridor, four black-clad and white-squared policemen lined up on either side, very vigilant.

Squeak, slap, squeak, Crane followed Dunn's side, stepping on the wooden staircase, step by step, squeaking and squeaking could be heard from time to time.

Outside the apartment was a four-wheeled carriage with the police system logo engraved on the side of its compartment that read "Two Swords Crossed, Surrounded by Crowns", and the surroundings were as lively and noisy as every morning.

"Go up. Dunn motioned to Klein first.

Klein was about to take a step when an oyster vendor grabbed a customer and accused him of being a thief.

The two sides scuffled, startling the horses, and the surroundings immediately became chaotic.

Opportunity!

Crane didn't have time to think about it, and stooped forward and rushed into the crowd.

Pushing or dodging, he ran frantically towards the other side of the street.

In the current situation, in order not to "see" the specialists, it is necessary to go to the pier outside the city, take a boat down the Tasok River, and flee to the capital Beckland, which is populated and easy to hide.

Of course, you can also pick up the steam train, head east to the nearest port of Enmat, take the sea route to Pritz, and then go to Beckland.

After a short time, Klein ran to the corner of the street and turned onto Iron Cross Street, where several wagons for hire were parked.

"Go to the pier outside the city. Crane jumped into one of them with a snap of his hand.

He thought very clearly, he had to deliberately mislead the chasing police first, and when the carriage drove a certain distance, he would jump straight down!

"Okay. The coachman pulled the reins.

With a click, the carriage drove away from Iron Cross.

Just as Klein was about to jump out of the car, he suddenly noticed that the carriage had turned to another road, not the one leading out of the city!

"Where are you going?" Crane blurted out after a moment's pause.

"To Welch's lodging......" replied the coachman, in a non-emerging tone.

Klein was stunned, and the coachman turned around, revealing deep, indifferent gray eyes, as if he were Officer Dunn Smith!

"You!" Klein was frightened and inexplicable, and suddenly felt that the world was spinning, and the whole person sat up suddenly.

Quein looked left and right in confusion, and found that the red moon was in full bloom outside the window, and the room was covered with "light veil".

He reached out and touched his forehead, wet and cold, full of cold sweat, and the same feeling behind him.

"I had a nightmare...... Klein exhaled slowly, "it's okay, it's okay......"

He felt that he was quite awake in his dreams, and he could still think calmly, which was quite strange.

After relieving a little, Klein picked up his pocket watch and looked at it, and found that it was only two o'clock in the middle of the night, so he quietly got out of bed, planning to go to the public bathroom to wash his face, and by the way, solve the problem of suffocating his lower abdomen.

Twisting open the door, he came to the dimly lit hallway, and in the faint moonlight, he approached the common bathroom with very light steps.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing in front of the window at the end of the hallway.

The figure was dressed in a black wind-like coat shorter than the robe and longer than the formal suit,

The figure was half-melted into the darkness, bathed in the cold crimson moonlight.

The figure slowly turned around, eyes deep, gray, and cold.

Dunn Smith!