The icy air swept across the land, and the sunlight reflected colorful light on the water, making the sign of the Public Security Department sparkle in the early morning.

Having just finished a police dispatch, a large number of patrolmen returned to the Sheriff's Office, and Toller Claes appeared in the ranks, greeting his colleagues warmly, and hurrying to work before he had fully recovered, and everyone had great sympathy for the poor newcomer, and would take care of him somewhat.

"I heard that a madman was arrested this morning and just locked up."

"It's a shame that I'm still a student, and I'm crazy for no reason."

As he passed, Toller Claes heard the whispers of his colleagues, so he stopped, stepped forward to ask for some details, and the iron door to the cell was open, revealing his identity and walking down.

Descending the steps, I took the kerosene lamp hanging on the wall, lit it, and illuminated the surroundings.

The depths of the stairs were dark, and occasionally some screams could be heard, no one liked to stay here, the damp and dark underground, and even the air smelled of mold.

Some of the prisoners clung to the railings, their thin, sunken faces showing expressions of despair, and Tole Claes, who had come to the cell for the first time, tried not to squint, but could not help but look at his surroundings.

The wound on his neck was aching, and he had a vague feeling that something was wrong, as if he was approaching a strange source of infection, and from time to time there would be some murmuring sounds in his ears, and when he subconsciously wanted to look for it, he felt bad.

The reason for wanting to see this teenager was probably also related to Evel von Heinrich, who remembered seeing him rushing into the fire before losing consciousness.

But when he woke up, he didn't have the courage to meet the man.

It's ridiculous.

Obviously he is only a policeman, and he has no doubts about the world, but he doesn't dare to approach that ordinary-looking man.

He had been wandering downstairs in the Heihe Detective Agency for a long time, until Jiang Chenchuan went out to leave, and he didn't have the courage to come forward to say hello, so he couldn't help but raise his hand and slap himself, really wanting to ask why......

Looking at the unconsciously trembling palms and the scar on his neck that almost killed him, Tole Claes wanted to jump up and curse himself......

"Coward!"

When he went home to rest for two days and plucked up the courage to face Evel von Heinrich again, he learned from his landlord that Jiang Chenchuan had left home and had not returned for three days.

disappeared along with his summer roommate, Miss Early Winter.

Using his identity, he asked the landlord for information about the rental of Evel von Heinrich and Jiang Chenchuan, as well as the history of the Heihe Detective Agency.

The impoverished past is not worth mentioning, but Toller Claes just wants to figure out where that fear of Jiang Chenchuan comes from.

"Ahh ——”

In the dark cell, a thin hand reached out and almost grabbed the corner of Tole Claes's coat, and his heartbeat frantically revealed his state, but he still had to pretend to be calm on the surface.

With the sound of the hand slamming the door in his ears, Thole Claes passed by the room, stayed there for a moment, pulled his baton from the waistband of his trousers, turned around and slammed on the door.

The loud noise silenced the entire cell, and Toller Claes, with a peculiar look in his eyes as a young officer, turned his head and warned:

"Be honest."

The disdainful eyes in the darkness carried a little awe, and the rest of the prisoners seemed to realize that the man in front of them was not easy to mess with.

……

The old rule, anti-theft, replaced after an hour. Jason's face was crazy, and his eyes were already out of his mind, and the two watched as he dragged his companion down step by step, leaving a long trail of blood on the ground.

"Go home...... We can go home together...... Call Leon, yes, and Jane...... Call her along, too. ”

It felt like falling from the scorching summer to the cold winter, but this time, finding the truth was not half happy, on the contrary, there was an inexplicable heaviness.

"He touched the Finger of Chaos......"

"What's that?"

Hearing the indifferent words of early winter, he still had a heavy feeling that his former companion had become a killer, and I am afraid that no one would have expected the result.

"A medium that can create chaos and make it easy for us to explore people's desires, this is what the witch told us to do, and after the destruction of Ronalk City, her next target seems to be Yinglanbeire."

"That...... A big box by the door? ”

Jiang Chenchuan quickly understood.

"That's a gift from the witch to Yinglanbeier."

The darkness of the night always brings fear to people, and the accident makes the plan go off the rails, and those eyes look at the Duanting Mansion, trying to find the flaws in the night.

Obviously, the temperature was already very low, but Jason seemed to not feel it, and approached the door of the mansion step by step.

"Wait a minute, I'll open the door for you, don't worry, you're only a little injured, I'll take you to the hospital."

Jason turned his head and muttered to himself at the headless corpse on the ground, pausing for a moment, as if he was really waiting for a reply from the corpse.

It's a pity that no one here can answer him, not even Jiang Chenchuan and Chu Dong, Jason let go of his dragging hand and slowly walked towards the gate.

"What does he want to do?"

Standing on the top of the steps in the early winter, with a little doubt, Jiang Chenchuan came to her side, and they both knew in their hearts that it was impossible for Jason to open the door in front of him.

But what no one expected was that Jason pulled the doorknob, only to hear a click, the handle actually turned, and then slowly pulled it open.

The loosening of the gate surprised everyone, the moonlight spilled onto the ground, and the lawn in front of the mansion was covered with white snow, and Jason turned around, still muttering something in his mouth, and grabbed the corpse's ankle again, dragging the man out a little more.

His eyes followed his figure, and the faint white moonlight sprinkled on Jason's body, leaving a deep footprint on the ground with every step, until it slowly disappeared into the darkness, leaving only the bright blood marks on Jiang Chenchuan and them.

Meow~

A black cat jumped in, wandered around the door, sniffed the smell of blood on the ground, raised its head, its dark eyes were shining in the night, it seemed to be watching the direction of the steps, but Jiang Chenchuan They are living beings, and normal creatures cannot see the existence of souls.

The cat licked its fur, raised its legs, and walked towards the mansion.

"Wait! No! ”

Chu Dong exclaimed, but even if she wanted to say something, she couldn't stop the black cat's pace, and the spirit state couldn't touch it, and she couldn't escape.

The moment the black cat stepped into the mansion, the door slowly closed again.

Bang –

With a painless sound, the mansion was closed again, as if Jason's escape just now was their hallucination.

Meow~

The black cat's bark was telling them that nothing was an illusion just now, and there was a cold mist surging outside the window, and the cold air was eroding, covering everything with a thin layer of frost.

Stepping down the steps in early winter, he seemed to be about to do something, but was stopped by Jiang Chenchuan.

"Let's go, go back."

There is no point in doing anything now, Jason is gone, and this black cat clearly has a special spirituality.

"But ......"

Chu Dong wanted to say something, but when she turned her head and saw Jiang Chenchuan's face, she was slightly stunned, then nodded and silently agreed to his suggestion.

Time was still walking faithfully, approaching the moment of dawn, and the sky had some misty brightness, but it was not clear to see.

The early risers appeared on the street for various reasons, but they couldn't help but look at the dark mansion, a figure appeared on the lawn, blurry, mottled with blood, and behind them, it seemed that there was something dragging behind.

Step by step, Jason's face was gloomy, all the voices were far away from him, and the nightmarish obsession lingered in his ears.

Go to the hospital......

And saved......

Just go to the hospital......

Ignoring the screams of the streets, and ignoring the chaos of the people, he opened the iron door like a normal person, turned and took his companion with him, and slowly moved out.

Many people say that the winter in Polnia is full of strange beauty, and even a little stinging skin chill will not stop the poet from falling in love with such a romantic land.

Even if the blood was gone, it couldn't erase the red bloodstain, so it kept spreading, and finally it was covered by the gate, and someone tried to open the door of the Western-style Pavilion, but in vain, so they could only find someone to inform the Horst family and wait for them to bring the key to the Western-style Mansion.

The people outside the door are full of absurd helplessness, while the people inside the door can only hover on the edge of life and death.

It was an experience that could not be told in the mouth, and no exception would come for someone, Leonid stayed in front of his pocket watch, although he was anxious, but he still insisted on maintaining the surge of strength, only in this way could he ensure that Jiang Chenchuan could return to his body smoothly, but ......

Leonid glanced at Hatsu Winter's body and sighed helplessly.

If it had been before, he would have had to educate those disobedient and willful students, probably having experienced death, so he could also understand that there was a necessary reason for Chu Dong to make such a big determination.

"Leonid."

The familiar call sounded, and almost at the same time, Leonid showed a look of delight.

"It's so adventurous! Next time, I'll have to teach you a lesson about what it means to respect and fear life......"

"Alright, Leonid, we have a new breakthrough."

Jiang Chenchuan came to Leonid through the switch of the time pocket watch, but he was not in a hurry to return to his body, and by the way, he also brought early winter over to this timeline.

Seeing Iwell's body, Hatsu apologized to Leonid.

"What breakthrough?"

"If I count the fifth world, then it is the third world......

If he hadn't seen it with his own eyes, I'm afraid even Jiang Chenchuan would have been incredulous, he paused and continued.

"The murderer left the Duanting Mansion."

"What!?"

Leonid exclaimed.

It's simply impossible!

But in the space they were in, nothing had changed.

"So, it's conditional to leave Duanting Western......"

When a certain condition is reached, they can leave the mansion, Jiang Chenchuan immediately understood, he turned around and touched the pocket watch, the picture and the scene switched again, and the lightning outside the window reflected his side face, illuminating the entire mansion.

A bloody figure slowly walked out of the room, leaving a blood-colored footprint on the ground with every step, Jiang Chenchuan noticed that in this woman's hand, there was a dagger that was still dripping blood.

"I've seen her ......"

Early winter appeared beside Jiang Chenchuan, and the woman passed through their bodies little by little.

"She'd go down the hallway all the way and end up in that room...... "兲材弌眇汜鉒んttpδ://slw() δ://sξw."

Chu Dong raised his hand and pointed in a direction, without further delay, Jiang Chenchuan immediately walked towards the bedroom.

Sure enough, a tragically dead corpse was found on the bed in the bedroom, with the same dagger in the woman's hand in its chest, and the room was covered with blood, just like they had seen before.

Suddenly, a swift wind crashed against the window, making a whimpering sound, and the woman appeared behind them, following the predetermined trajectory, step by step, towards the corpse.

It's like a set NPC in the game, doing what it has to do mechanically, fighting the air, and finally recreating the scene of the moment when the corpse dies.

After doing all this, the woman slowly got up, grabbed the dagger, and continued to move towards the next place.

"Go, follow her."

The torrential rain outside the window seems to never listen, they are left in this night, repeating the same thing every night, maybe they are tired, but they are trapped in the prison of time, unable to escape, they didn't say anything in the early winter, so they followed the woman with Jiang Chenchuan.

The woman walked unhurriedly, she seemed to know exactly what she was going to do, entered the next room, and then, in the same way, killed the owner of the house.

There was hardly any suspense, and in the darkness of the night, when everyone had already fallen asleep, the woman stood up again, and the lightning struck the window, illuminating the woman's face.

Her face was calm, her eyes were hollow, full of gratuitous terror and horror, there was nothing, fortunately only Jiang Chenchuan and Chu Dong were seen, and neither of them had much reaction.

"Why did you come along?"

You can even chat casually while waiting for the process.

"It's not your business, Mr. Ewell, there's no need to take all the blame on yourself."

Early Winter replied coldly, his tone not fluctuating too much.

Many times, Jiang Chenchuan's reaction is the result of his previous experience, but he is now Ewell and does not need to be responsible for other people's lives.

“……”

He didn't answer Hatsu, but after a brief silence, continued to fall in love with the woman.

The woman stood quietly in front of the window, making a crying sound, as a memory of the past, it can only be said that she did it, and after killing people, she cried silently against the storm.

Volume I.

The first chapter of the night: sonata.

……

Autumn 2022.

A drizzle of rain fell from the grey sky and fluttered down the city streets.

It's autumn, and from time to time you can see pedestrians who don't have umbrellas, hurrying by with their hands on the top of their heads.

In the narrow military-civilian alley, a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy was sitting opposite an old man under the canopy next to the supermarket commissary.

The whole world outside the canopy is gray, the ground has been stained with rain and turned light black, only the ground under the canopy still has a dry area, as if the whole world is only left with this pure land.

In front of them was a dilapidated wooden chessboard with a red 'Fulai Supermarket' sign overhead.

"General," the young man stood up after speaking, leaving the old man with thinning hair to sit still.

The young man Qingchen glanced at the other party and said calmly: "Don't struggle." ”

"I can still ......," the old man said unwillingly, "It's only thirteen steps......

In his words, the old man felt a little embarrassed that he had lost his armor in thirteen steps.

Qingchen didn't explain anything, the chessboard was already deadly, and it was the last moment of the poor dagger.

The young man had a clean face and clear eyes, just sitting there in a plain school uniform, as if he had purified the world around him.

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The old man threw the chess pieces he had raised in his hand onto the chessboard, and the abandoned pawn admitted defeat.

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