There was a cat's meow, and before the wind chimes could pull him by the tail, Sherlock canceled his transformation and pulled the strange charcoal drawing out of his backpack.

"Is that this the person?" He pointed to the woman holding the pearl necklace on the painting.

Melfitset, who had remained calm, arched herself at the sight of the painting and hissed in a low voice.

"It seems that it should be right, sure enough, this person took Otum, and those two ogres are each other's subordinates, and they are also the real culprits of that torture." Combined with the information provided by the black cat, Sherlock finally roughly sorted out the causes and consequences of this plot, but there is still no clue where Otum was kidnapped.

He was just about to take back the charcoal drawing, but Feng Erzhong made a new discovery.

"The first time I saw those two paintings, I was surprised, and when I looked closely at the paintings in the lower room, they really had one thing in common."

Feng Erzhong put a total of eight paintings together, and then pointed to the shadows on them and continued: "Did you find that all of Otum's paintings have a large area of shadow diagonal lines, according to the normal principle of painting, many places actually do not need shadows, especially these shadows have different slopes, pauses and densities. ”

"I didn't understand the meaning of these shadows before, but if you associate this with Otum's warlock bloodline, the shadow plane that Tamm said, and this black cat with shadow blood......"

"Can I make such a hypothesis that the world in Otum's eyes is only black and white, and these shadows are to describe the colors of the things in the painting, and maybe even Otum doesn't like painting at all, but wants to use painting to help him remember colors to appear that he is not so different."

"If I continue to reason for this reason, I should be able to deduce the color composition on this picture of the woman's beading based on these nine paintings."

"The woman's skin should be green, because it matches the shadow of the leaves on this painting, and the pearl is pure black, and it represents fear, because all the paintings are drawn with this shade......"

Listening to Feng Erzhong's big tudle there, Sherlock and Millou looked up at the thinking of the top student like two scumbags.

"How the hell did he come up with these things?"

"If you haven't been hit, it's good to get used to it." Feng Chi'er walked between the two of them, patted them on the shoulder and comforted: "Don't look at Brother Chong, he is the real genius of our family, otherwise his parents would not let him inherit the family's business." ”

"I'd rather not have this kind of ......" Feng Er said halfway through his words, when he saw two pairs of angry eyes, he swallowed his saliva and swallowed the second half of the sentence back by the way.

Although envious, jealous and hateful, Sherlock had to admit that the analysis in Wind Er still made a little sense.

"Interesting, in this way, Otum's background is very interesting, her warlock bloodline is likely to come from some kind of creature in the shadow plane."

"It can't be a descendant of the Shadow King Maiske." Sherlock casually made one of the most daring guesses.

From the previous information, it can be seen that Otum's mother is just an ordinary person, and it is more likely that this bloodline is derived from her father.

And the creatures of the shadow plane, in addition to the monster of the Phantom Nightshade, are also inhabited by two gods.

The goddess of the night, Shar, the daughter of the night, and the god of thieves, the shadow king of the thief, Musk, have the character of the latter who frequently travels to the plane, and the possibility of incarnation leaving descendants on the continent is still very high.

Since it is possible that the gods are involved, this plot is not so simple.

"Well, it's useless to guess now, let's go to the hunter's hut that Melfisset said." Sherlock clapped his hands to wake the group up from their surprise, and then led the way.

Located north of the town, near the Everglades, the Hunter's Lodge was the place that Otum frequented the most before the accident, and it was their last clue.

It's still the same as before, catch a thug and a mind detect, and they learn about the hunter's hut.

The owner of the Hunter's Hut is a level 20 ranger, probably the strongest person in the town, but this short-tempered, alcoholic, and self-talking weirdo has been living on the edge of the swamp to the north, and will not come to town unless he runs out of alcohol.

By the time Sherlock and the others found the hunter's hut, it was already raining lightly, and in a creaky wooden rocking chair on the porch sat an old man, with skin like dry red leather, bloodshot eyes, and a haggard look that was exactly the image of Greif in the thug's memory.

Seeing another person approaching, Gefri wiped his mouth with the back of his hand, and said with a gloomy face: "Adventurer, if you want to find me to peel the skin, I don't have time now. ”

"It's okay, we're not here for this, we just want to ask if you know about Otum's whereabouts?" For this kind of NPC, Sherlock didn't want to say too much, and said straight to the point.

"Isn't that little witch missing, how do I know where she's gone." Gaffrey took another sip of wine and said in an unkind tone.

Eh, looking at the other party's attitude, you know that you can't ask anything with normal methods, Sherlock looked at him, and the four of them surrounded him.

A level 20 Ranger NPC is no threat to them, not to mention Gefre's state, Tamu's controlling gravity directly suppresses the opponent in place.

In fact, Gerfrey didn't resist, and as his body left the rocking chair, the shadow under his feet slowly climbed up the wall, and a terrifying face emerged from the shadow.

System Prompt: You are affected by the Shocked Look, and the Charisma verdict passes.

System Prompt: You are affected by the Evil Eye, and your constitution judgment fails, and all basic attributes are reduced by 15%.

Sherlock didn't even see the other party's face clearly, and the two judgments jumped out.

"It seems to be the spirit of the sea ghost woman." Tamu saw the other party's origin at a glance, and then suddenly said, "I know." ”

As for what to know, we can only deal with the situation in front of us first.

The gray-green phantom that had been detached from the shadow threw itself into Govrey's body, and then a rough voice that seemed to be trying to imitate a female voice came out of the other person's mouth: "Otum, Otum, Otum, Gefrey is, Gerou is, you adventurers too, you all think only of her." ”

"I'm the real Sea Devil, it's me, Rann Pock, not that little bitch from Otunme."

Listening to this crazy and vicious roar, Sherlock knew that they had found the right person.