13, Drunkenness brings not only sin, but more, Port Vale does not have so many old-fashioned gay walks, or the aristocracy has completely converted to capital. Kill Ville's death. Perhaps there were more conspiracies, because there was a concerted effort of all the conspirators. Including all the capitalists, because after killing Will is the representative of the old aristocracy.

Go, this is a bunch of mortal creatures, rebelling against extraordinary politics under economic pressure, and every day when the wind is calm and calm, it is the old aristocracy and. The game of new assets. All this is overshadowed by the torrent of the old times, and people have put on their own masks and sought to survive in the cracks. There are many contradictions, and in order to maintain this contradiction,

The detective who came to the theater found a random place to sit down, and instead of being his true word, he released his own psychic energy. With a transcendent status, I came to the private room on the top floor. Take it out and overlook the theater and the stage.

In a silent room. The lights were lit up, and the one in the middle burned dark green...... , next to a light of snow red, a show of darkness. The room was filled with psionic substances like fluorescent embellishments, and the time was often very long, and in the time that passed by second, he combed his own wand system and countless systems.

Darkness comes out again and spreads and never passes. The corners of Locke's mouth twitched, it was just a simple room, but it was made into a strange appearance. Could it be that the hearts of transcendents are so gloomy?

The rooms were built on the top floor of the hospital, with views of most of the city and the ruined Doge's Palace in the center. The back window could see the harmony and shock of the remnants of the Appalachian Mountains, but there was a hidden transcendental model, and he looked to the bottom, because the bottom might hold a real secret. The eyes are looking at an untouched world. It's nearly late at night. Late at night is also the time of day for revelry. The faint ringing of the bell heralded a stop, and absolute rule over the land represented a transcendent and prosperous time.

This will undoubtedly make the capitalists who are ready to enjoy themselves stop their movements, take a closer look at their current position, and look for a way out.

They are not stupid and know the crushing of the class by the transcendental, so they try to control the transcendent class at the root, and under the night is a light veil, and Detective Locke's calm face. Shining with a dim light, dotted like stars, the city. Oh, the influence of the ocean monsoon often blows a dark fog. There were very few otherworldly spirit creatures devouring in the recent fog.

It was only then that he understood the usefulness of the three oil lamps, these three oil lamps. It has a certain amount of light, which is interconnected with the lights in the rest of the room, reflecting each other, and then reflecting several large fields. Often with the constant dispersion of the fog, it also dispels the haze of spiritual insects that may exist in the fog......

The fact that there are worms in the spirit world is Charanwell's inference, but no one dares to refute it, because his inference represents the truth.

In his reasoning, these will always affect ordinary people. The monsoon disappears at the beginning of May and then gradually appears in mid-May, accompanied by fog, which has an extraordinary erosion.

Anville had explained that the way to escape the spirit world was to disperse, and that may be what these lamps do. This kind of lamp. In the Wright consortium to which Will belongs, the Golden Theatre exists.

But the detective had some insight into why those investors slept so soundly every night when they came here, maybe the lights had other effects, either sleeping or comfortable. There is no strange influence from the outside world.

His fingers were hidden under a fall, and he was thinking. Some people say that the moment the fog covers the entire city, there will be strange people who escape from the deep sea, and the mountains form the most basic barrier.

He sighed, and then looked at the men carefully, and here I was, it was a plainly dressed woman, but it was impossible to hide that it was gorgeous. Wright's last mistress, Mr. Wright, died, but what was left was enough for him to survive.

Interestingly. Although the Knell betrayed Chauvin and annexed the Relief Society, it was not resolved. An assistant left behind by Mr. Wright.

And Chauvin's huge assets are not known to be moved by anyone.

Watch the carriage go away. The detective lost his hand, clutched the wand in it, and squeezed his figure out of the room a little towards him. Fade into the dark alleys.

A sumptuous carriage drove past the empty long neck. The food shortage crisis is a small matter for these wealthy people. The air caused the medical staff to become sticky and wet, and the footsteps instantly became wet. The soles of the shoes are especially noticeable on the road, dull and procrastinating.

and detectives hovering through the cold air.

He ignored the bell of the luxury car......

Suddenly, he turned his gaze to his footsteps, for there was an unexpectedly cold aura that spread upwards, even though he no longer belonged to a human being. Some kind of spiritual life is also terrified by this.

You're a dark red snake hovering over you. The truth crept in, and that fiery feeling was like the deepest darkness. He bared his mouth and shook his entire leg in shock. Fear creeps in. Sharp teeth hovered in circles.

......

Upper Locke is no stranger to this. The wand's lightning time is out of the episode, and the number of times he is willing to head him. The fangs that were going to open were pulled back, and then the whole body was skewered and pressed to the ground.

There is still some speculation, that is, he has been discovered, but this is all trivial,, the blood left in his hand is right in his throat and then, step away. The front of the handbook pointed to the magnificent carriage that had opened the curtains.

Interesting.

The name of the girl came, he saw it, and it was completely opened. Curtains of the carriage. Expensive fragrance by the window. The blood-colored hand, afraid of falling from the window, he clearly saw it, it was a hand full of blood.

Bumper.

The wand turned into an afterimage, blow after blow, like a cow into the sea, like all attacks, sinking into the deepest quagmire. A series of attacks that were synthesized and didn't cause any trouble for the carriage. The giant dome resounded through large blocks.

The cruel wand wrapped around Feng, and Ren Yufeng attacked forward again and again. Can make the curtains crumble.

In the end, the simple figure still came out, and it had an extremely simple robe. Trivial white long dress. The only thing that spoils the image is the extremely resentful eyes.

I'll go.

The burr emitted well, and the air smashed the ground in front of the passerby's feet with a sore attack. A breath of air is the outgoing air that is gradually frozen. Frost known to appear in shadows.

Detective Locke's barrage of attacks has failed, but his face remains calm. Quietly flattened the head of the staff, and then struck forward violently, afraid,

Why?

What, why?

Damn, I finally opened my hoarse throat and rushed a little, and began to tear the transcendent in front of the obligor, without feeling any sense of threat. Strange poisonous snakes jumped out of the air, and they opened their pupils to let out a wave of confusion, their own fluctuations. And the tip can spew out hot and blazing flames. Red blindness is becoming more prevalent in plain clothing. Then, snow water gushes out of its body, forming a spider directly together.

Even when the pig was knotted, it looked extremely strange because there was a large patch of blood stuck to his back. The blood was disproportionate to his blood-colored body, for it was blue. If you look closely, there's a little crack in it. It's like something stabbed in one blow.

The red spider in front of me seems to be real and illusory. His own gore leaked from there, and Locke waved his wand.

To put it simply, what seems to be real is illusory, it is projection, it is false. Laughing burst out with a more powerful wind blade, the wind blade swirling and scattering all the red snake melons. Love Suyi approaches. Fear, panic, the fingers of the front of the body hit the front of his body one by one, and its huge place was in the center. Interestingly. The snack place is gradually falling apart, like a complete phantom, well, it's fun.

Locke leveled his wand and quickly lifted it over the carved wand with his left hand. Looking at the scattered image, straightening his neck, his doubts were gradually blooming.

Fantasy...... Think.

Step by step, he walked into the depths. Eventually, a strange object was found in the carriage, which was a ...... Draw.

The painting depicts the extremely strange simple girl, he touches the picture little by little, but the body is little in front of him, he said, and then the whole person is reflected in the painting and disappears.

On the screen, originally, the extremely simple girl Bian Shuran sketched one. Handsome male Detective Locke in a trench coat. 40, for some reason. The portrait of the group girl, the lips are inexplicably hooked, and there is a faint hint of mockery.

It's like a mirrored space, with no direction, nothing. Locke adjusted to his body and walked in an unrecognizable direction. in the room. Strange sounds can be faintly heard. It was a dressing room, and he walked deeper over the debris. Darkness and tranquility are Zhao Liying's mainstream, and even the lights can't occupy their own light. Endless speculation was in his mind, he had never listened to the words, there was room inside.

I crawled out of the phantom before, and that can be explained. But it's also very weird. Imagine three dead people rising from the portrait, white in the dim light.

He never thought it was weird until he came across this portrait, and if the portraits could be hidden, then they could be hidden everywhere. Supernatural events, both far and close to the crowd, may be encountered at any time. Turning down layer by layer, he discovered the secret that he couldn't find before. Every room has a weak one. Spirits are right to say they are spirits, and they are not spirits to say. But everyone is inexplicably clear, they are all those unknown characters in the theater who died, they or. Lost after a scandal, or in a quarrel, the capitalists of Zeng Yong's investors tried to investigate the matter, but they ended up chatting for a long time without results. The sub-conductor remembers the cruelty of the theater competition, and who will remember these dead souls?

Now that these people are here, that means that the one just now may have died. And who is the controller behind the scenes?