Drunk and embarrassed, the old man at the hotel closed his eyes and yawned, not seeing a figure passing by.

Bill quickly ran back to his room, locked the door, closed the burlap curtains, changed into clean clothes, and stuffed the dirty clothes and two flintlock pistols into the cabinet compartment.

Finally stopped, fingertips still shaking.

"What the hell am I ......?"

There was a noise in the streets, and the barking of dogs approached.

Bill walked slowly to the window, pulled the curtain open, and the police ran in the direction of the church with the police dog, and two more policemen entered the hotel.

"I didn't kill anyone, the police weren't looking for me. ”

"That's right! they should go to Johnny and the Brotherhood!"

"Whew-"

Try to calm yourself down and adjust the rhythm of your breathing.

Lying on the bed and waiting, the voice finally disappeared, and the police did not come up to search, they just asked the old janitor if he had seen any suspicious people.

The nerves relaxed for a moment, and Bill took out his pocket watch and mirror, the bullet wounds on his face had healed, and there were no signs of injury.

"What the hell is going on?"

"Wizard?"

"The abilities I gained in that place didn't disappear?"

"When will my blood ...... Turning black?"

Swallowing desperately, he opened the pocket watch, and the glass surface of the copper pocket watch was intact, and the hands did not change, still pointing at the zero point.

Close to your ear, a subtle rattle comes from the pocket watch, and the gears turn evenly and rhythmically.

After rummaging through the pocket watch and finding no breakthrough, Bill decided to put it away and open it for inspection later.

There are more pressing things to figure out.

Stretching out his right hand, his palm trembled slightly, and there was still a small amount of black blood remaining, and there was a tingling sensation.

Bill closed his eyes and recalled, feeling the mysterious power, and in the mirror, the mirror suddenly moved.

Without seeing the change in the mirror, he quickly grasped the sense of familiarity and wonder, and slowly opened his eyes, the world became clearer, the gas lamp was off, and he still saw the shadow.

"There are shadows in the darkness, and the night is the shadow of the world. ”

Trying to mobilize his strength, the figure expanded into a circle, rippled, and tumbled, like a black lake blown by a strong wind.

Suddenly raising his hand, the black shadow that seemed to have found an outlet suddenly broke off the ground and rushed to the wall.

Bang!

The wooden-framed oil painting smashed to the ground and shattered to pieces, raising white ashes.

"Not a dream?"

The sound of the gas lamp turning on in the next room was incessant, and Bill was still looking at his hands, his heart contracting, and his shocked face slowly smiled.

"Really, really!"

"Whether you are born a witch or evil erosion, you have the power to survive!"

"Hey, hey......"

"I can control it, I can save it!"

"No, no, no, calm down, although it can be controlled, I still don't know anything about this power. ”

Nervously drank the entire glass of cold water and continued to control the shadow, this time Bill was more careful and slow.

The black shadow surged and changed at will, the blood stain on his right hand faded again, he closed his eyes and felt it, his thoughts penetrated into the depths of the black shadow, and the space inside the black shadow appeared in his mind.

The space was chaotic and dim, the shadow marks quietly flowed like water, and the huge phantom shadows of the pure black dagger and the smuggling ship floated, fluctuating with the shadow marks.

"The Lost Dagger!"

Trying to reach for the dagger, and through the shadow circle on the ground, Bill saw the pale arm with old scars intruding into the space that belonged to the shadow.

"Shhhh

Grappling the dagger, there was a squeezing sensation in the arm, as if entering the birth canal filled with amniotic fluid, sticky but blocked.

Suddenly withdrawing his hand, the pitch-black dagger finally stuck to the black shadow and broke through the boundaries of space!

The black shadow suddenly stiffened as it left the space, inactive like chewing gum encountering cold air, and slowly detached from the dagger and arm.

Then the ground shadow circle shrinks and eventually disappears.

"A friendly weapon, perhaps left in that world when I fled......"

"My shadow is directly connected to the weird world?"

Bill frowned, that world was full of danger, and he definitely didn't want to enter it again.

"No, this space has nothing but daggers and smuggling ships, it's connected to my own shadow. ”

"It's just that how the smuggling ship is with the dagger, isn't it parked on the shore?"

Wake up the shadow circle again, enter with your arms, and grab the smuggling ship.

Just the moment his palm touched the hull of the ship, Bill didn't catch anything, and the smuggling ship was like a mass of images.

"It's not there...... But can I speculate that objects can be hidden in shadow space?"

Putting aside speculation about the smuggling ship for now, Bill knew that if he could hide the flintlock pistol in this space, the means of saving his life would increase.

After all, strange powers can't be used in the open, and he doesn't want to get entangled with the church and witch hunters.

To test his inference, Bill pulls out two flintlock pistols.

Attempts to send the flintlock pistol into the Shadow, but the Shadowring suddenly flashes with a dazzling light, preventing the Flintlock from entering.

"Didn't work out?"

Bill then returns the pitch-black dagger, which successfully enters, and the smuggler's phantom shakes with the undercurrent.

"Maybe only what has been infested with dark shadows can be fed. ”

Mobilizing the black shadow to erode the flintlock pistol, black patches appeared on the copper barrel, and holding the body of the gun with both hands, Bill did not dare to exhale.

The black shadow seeped into the body of the spear inch by inch, making a small cracking sound in the silence of the night, like a rat gnawing.

"Squeak ......"

A few minutes passed, and the turbid breath was exhaled.

The gun in Bill's hand is no longer made of brown-red solid wood combined with copper pipes, but is completely black, and the metal texture is faintly visible on the barrel.

The lock is flipped and the flintlock makes a metallic sound.

When the cartridge was opened, the bullets and gunpowder in the barrel of the gun were also dyed ink, and the gunpowder lay down in the pond, and the black bullets with paper shells were also stuffed in the barrel, waiting to be fired.

The flintlock pistol was successfully sent into the alternate space without any hindrance.

"The speculation is right, with the power of guns and shadows, if I encounter any emergencies, I can deal with them!"

Putting another flintlock pistol black and storing it in another space, Bill was on his forehead, his head was a little hot, but he should make the right choice before resting.

"While things have taken a turn and I am no longer a lamb to the slaughter, the power cannot be used in the crowd to let anyone know that I am a witch. ”

"I can't break the contract rashly, the brotherhood knows my details, and they can choose to send someone to kill me, or go directly to the church to report it. ”

"The mine doesn't know my identity, be careful, there's a chance you'll survive!"

Staying alive is the right answer.

With his goal clear again, Bill suddenly felt dizzy and nauseous, and his whole body was weak, and he soon lay down on the hard bed and fell into a deep sleep.

Sleepless late at night, the police are still looking for suspicious people, with tiredness on their faces.

"Woo-woo-"

The sound came from the corner of the street, and the gas lamps lit up the dark alley, bright and dazzling, this is the scene of the crime, and the police quickly straightened their uniforms and stood in two straight rows.

They salute the car with their right hands above their chests and palms facing down.

The steam car slowly drove into the mouth of the alley, it had four large wheels, the rear of the body was equipped with a kerosene on-board water tank, and the rear of the car spewed white condensate steam, like a big kettle of anger.

There were two rows of seats in the car, but only the driver and a man in a gray trench coat sat on it.

The man wore a sheriff's badge on his chest, wore delicate patent leather gloves, and when he took off his hat and scarf, he showed a thick beard.

"Sheriff Shavoy!"

The police greeted in unison, full of energy.

Sergeant Shawei was so shocked that the roots of his ears were numb, and the corners of his eyes jumped unconsciously.

He stepped out of the steam cart and nodded slightly, but did not stop in front of the police, and walked quickly towards the corpse.

"He said he didn't have to see me, saluted, and went about his business. ”

"Who's going to talk about the case, I'm more concerned about the murderer and the deceased than about the boring act of going through the motions. ”

Shawei was already crouching next to the corpse, his fingers crushing the dust and blood, squinting at his surroundings, and a young policeman actively ran over to report.

"Sergeant Shawai, the deceased was a newcomer with a criminal record, he was shot in the head and died, and the patrol officer came quickly after hearing the gunshot, and the time was not more than an hour. ”

"What about other findings, did you find any suspicious guys?"

"I didn't find out, even the police dogs didn't find anything, it's strange, could it be that they had a conflict because of the uneven distribution of the spoils, and shot and killed each other at the same time?"

The young policeman scratched his head, he was a newcomer and didn't know anything about solving crimes, but he himself was very fond of mystery novels, so his family would send him to the police station through connections.

"Idiot, how can they kill each other with the same wound on the same side?"

"The two bodies were so close that a sniper could not move in the middle of the night, but the bullet hit the temple accurately, and the killer was most likely shot at close range. ”

Shawei frowned, gently pulled the corpse to examine, and then went to examine another corpse, finding something that was of concern.

He took out the tweezers, took the bloodied and somewhat cracked bullet from the corpse's head, put it in a handkerchief, and continued to examine it.

"Sheriff Shavoy, have you found out again?"

The young policeman was so curious that he even took out his notebook and began to record the process of deducing the case.

"This is lead bullet, which has been banned in the International Convention on Seals, and it is very inhumane because it causes great pain and injury to those who are hit, so it is not available on the market, so you have to make it yourself. ”

"Things have reached the point where they can only be solved by shooting, and they still have to think about humanitarian issues......"

The young policeman said casually, but Shawei didn't seem to hear him and continued.

"Look at these two corpses, there are obvious strangulation marks and scratches on the necks, the murderer can kill them with a single blow, why do the corpses have strangulation marks?"

Sha Wei seemed to remember something halfway through speaking, he took off his windbreaker and lay on the ground, making a corpse pose, and even revealing the hideous expression of the corpse, slowly getting up and lying down again.

"Sheriff Shawey, what are you doing here?"

"Imitate the posture they might have made before they fall to the ground, you go and notify the police in charge of looking for suspicious people, there are at least two murderers, and let them pay attention. ”

Sha Wei got up from the ground and patted the dirt at will, and the young policeman quickly wrote down what Sha Wei said in his notebook and asked questions.

"Sheriff Shawei, how do you know that there are at least two murderers? There are no clues at the scene except for the corpses, not even police dogs, you ......"

"Newcomer, do you think I'm not as useful as a dog?"

Sha Wei glanced at the young policeman, turned around and walked towards the mouth of the alley, the young policeman was a little embarrassed and didn't dare to talk more.

"Using your limited IQ, there are severe strangulation marks on the neck, indicating that they have been strangled by ropes and struggled. ”

"The murderer doesn't have to use two ways to kill, it's not efficient. ”

Although Shawei was not optimistic about the young policeman, he still explained it clearly, hoping that the fool would open his mind as soon as possible.

It's been a long time since he's seen a newcomer who cares about the process of solving a crime, which makes him miss his days as a newcomer.

"The deceased fled after breaking free from the rope and was shot dead on the way to escape. ”

"From the direction where the deceased fell to the ground, it can be seen that they fled from east to west, but the murderer shot them to the southwest, so there were at least two murderers, one chasing after the murderer who almost strangled them from behind, and the other using a gun in the alley to intercept the killer. ”

"I see, because the murderer with the rope misses to let the deceased escape, so the murderer with the gun will shoot. ”

Sha Wei finally agreed, and when the young policeman heard Sha Wei's inference about the case, his heart could not help but rise with admiration.

"But why did the murderer kill in such a cruel way, two robbers with criminal records. ”

"It's not clear, maybe offend people who shouldn't be offended, but I'll leave it to you. ”

Shawei yawned and returned to the steam car, and the young policeman looked at Shawei with admiration, not forgetting to write down all Shawei's words in his notebook.

"By the way, newcomer, what's your name?"

The steam car whined again, and just as the steam car started, Sha Wei suddenly turned his head and asked.

"Me?"

"Forget it, no matter what your name is, send the deceased's interpersonal relationship to my office as soon as possible tomorrow, the more detailed the better. ”

Sergeant Shawei casually put his hat over his face and rested against his seat.

The steam car flew away, leaving behind a white mist and a young policeman who had finally reacted, and he shouted as he shook his police hat.

"Elwin! Sheriff Shawey, my name is Elwin!"

As the sea breeze blew, Sheriff Xavier brought his hat back to his head, and as he swayed across the magnificent church, he felt as if he had missed some crucial information.

"Sixth sense?"

"Tsk, I'm not a woman. ”

PS: If you don't know what a steam locomotive looks like, you can search it.