Luo Hanya shook his head and said with a cold face: "I believe that your husband is an honest and innocent white man, as long as the murderer is still here, not that we just learned that you contacted him like this, he happened to leave." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"

As he spoke, he took the candle from the butler's trembling hand, and stared out into the darkness, waiting for movement outside.

The night was dark, and the moon didn't know where it went, perhaps because it was obscured by the clouds. The glimmer of a candle could barely discern the overlapping black shadows of the trees and the lighter expanse of the moor.

Suddenly, in the distance in the middle of the dark square window frame, a tiny yellow point of light suddenly appeared, which pierced the dark night and appeared extremely dazzling in the dark night.

"There!" Luo Hanya shouted.

"No, no, sir, it's nothing—nothing!" A crying woman's voice pleaded, "I assure you, sir......"

Luo Hanya glanced at this woman again, it was not that he couldn't understand this kind of sister's feelings for his brother, but for some reason he felt that she was very unreal, and he laughed at himself slightly, maybe it was because I had never felt this kind of thing.

"Well, go back, I'm not going to arrest him." Sir shook his head, "Let's assume nothing happened, you can go back to your room now, and we'll talk about it tomorrow morning." ”

Remo and his wife fell to their knees, thanking him so much that he praised Jazz like a savior.

After they left, we looked out the window again.

Sir Henry opened the window, and the cold wind of the night blew on our faces. In the distance, the little yellow dot of light was still lit up.

"I wonder how dare he do that? Isn't he afraid of being discovered by his pursuers? Sir Henry said.

"Maybe the place where he emits light can only be seen from here?"

"Most likely, how far do you think it is from here?"

"I think it's on the other side of Rift Mountain."

"It's only a mile or two away."

"I'm afraid it's not that far."

"Well, it can't be very far where Remo delivered the food, and the murderer is waiting by the candle. Oh my God, I really want to get that guy. ”

Luo Hanya nodded undeniably, that person was a danger to society, a complete villain, and he should neither be pitied nor forgiven. If we don't take this opportunity to send him to a place where he can't do any more harm, maybe what else will he do! Besides, maybe he had a connection with the man who killed Sir Liverpool?

"Then let's go and bring him to justice." Luo Hanya said.

"Then take your revolver with you and put on your high leather shoes. The sooner we set off, the better, the guy might blow out the candle and run away. ”

"No problem, let's go!" Luo Hanya and Jazz punched each other.

In less than two minutes, the two of them were out the door, and began this search that might have been fruitless.

The autumn wind whispered, the leaves rustled, and the two hurried through the dark bushes. The air at night smells thick with dampness and decay. From time to time, the moon peeked down from the clouds, and the clouds rushed through the sky. As soon as the two of them reached the moor, it began to drizzle. But the candlelight was still shining steadily in front of it.

"Sir, do you have a weapon?" Luo Hanya asked.

"I have this thing." Sir Henry took a shiny black pistol from his pocket.

"We'll have to rush at him quickly, because he's said to be a deadly fellow. We're going to catch him by surprise, and we're going to have to get him in before we can resist. Luo Hanya said in a low voice.

"I say, Mr. Han." Sir Henry said, "In such a dark night, when the crime is arrogant, we go after the criminals together, as in a novel!" ”

As if in answer to his words, a strange roar suddenly sounded from the vast and gloomy moor, and I don't know what kind of animal it was, low and terrifying. The sound rode through the dark night sky, first with a long, deep roar, then with a cacophony, then with a deathly silence, and then vanished.

The sound of "...... swooping" came out one after another, low, oppressive and permeating, and the whole space throbbed. Jazz grabbed Luo Hanya's sleeve, his face turning pale in the darkness.

"My God, Mr. Han, do you know what that is?"

"I don't know. But the sound undoubtedly came from the depths of the moor, and I suspect that Sir Liverpool's death had something to do with its owner. Luo Hanya said into the ears of the knight.

"Mr. Han," Sir Henry shuddered, not knowing whether it was because of the cold autumn rain or because of fear, "I suddenly thought of the curse of the Bach family. ”

Luo Hanya frowned, because he heard the pause in Sizz's words, indicating that Sir had suddenly developed fear, maybe Sir Henry was now even cold in blood.

"It's just a beast." Luo Hanya muttered and was silent for a while.

He shouted into Jazz's ear, "Our priority now is to catch that guy, isn't it?" ”

"That's right! Right! You're too loud! Mr. Han, what if you scare him away! Sir Henry seemed to have recovered from his fright, and was still so unafraid of heaven and earth, so free and easy.

They stumbled slowly and slowly in the dark, jagged shadows of the mountains surrounding them, the yellow points of light still shining steadily ahead. In the dark of night, there is nothing more deceiving than the distance of a light, and there were several times when Luo Hanya thought that the light was right in front of him, but in fact it was still far away, so far that it seemed to be on the horizon.

After walking for some time, they finally saw where it was placed. A candle dripping with wax was stuck in a crack in the stone, blocked on both sides by rocks, so that the wind would not blow and that it would not be visible from all directions except Bach Manor.

A protruding granite stone obscured them, and they bent down behind it, looking at the light that was a signal from the stone. It was a strange thing to look at the lone candle in the middle of the moor, and the faint yellow light seemed to give a little life to the dead swamp, to this place where there was no sign of life, and it was a strange thing indeed—on the empty swamp, there was only a yellow flame standing upright and the shiny rocks on either side of it. (To be continued.) )