After arriving on the south bank of the Tasok River by steam subway, Crane hired a horse-drawn carriage and headed to the Alston Cemetery on the outskirts of the Southside, which is run by the Church of Steam and the Mechanics.

In the evening darkness, the trees around the cemetery bared their teeth and claws, obscuring the light, like monsters lurking in the night.

After accepting the 4 sore fee paid by Klein, the coachman glanced at the cemetery and muttered:

"Need to wait for you here?"

"No, no, I'm here to visit a friend. Klein casually gave a reason, and immediately noticed that the coachman's face changed abruptly.

This is the cemetery...... Come visit a friend...... It's already dark...... The driver heard his heart pounding.

Klein came back to his senses and added with a smile:

"He's the grave keeper here. ”

The coachman breathed a sigh of relief, but did not dare to stay any longer, and hurried away as fast as he could.

Crane circled the cemetery for most of the time until night really fell.

After dark, the emission of soot decreased a lot, and the cold wind made the fog in the air much thinner, and although there were still not a few stars in sight, the crimson moon was faintly visible, covering the ground with a light veil of light.

Crane clicked four times clockwise on his chest to draw the Crimson Moon, then put on his gloves and pressed over the iron fence to enter the cemetery.

He looked around with high alertness, found a secluded corner at random, pulled out the Azk bronze whistle, and held it in his palm.

Not far in front of him, there was a tombstone, the picture on which was already dirty, and the epitaph was very blurry in the moonlight, and Klein carefully recognized it for a few seconds before he could figure out what was written:

"Friends passing by, please give me a hand, thank you!"

Very humorous gentleman...... That's you!" Crane stopped, leaned against the nearby trees that shielded the tomb from the sun and rain, and waited patiently in the cold night.

He threw the Azk whistle high, caught it steadily, threw it high again, caught it again, and passed the time like this until twenty minutes later.

There is no sign of a corpse transformation...... Crane snapped his pocket watch together and looked around, confirming the results.

"Come back here in two days to see if there are any additional changes, and if they do, it means that Mr. Azik's brass whistle will not affect the corpses that have undergone the requiem rites of the priests and priests. Crane muttered to himself silently, and put the ancient, delicate bronze whistle back in his pocket.

In the Kingdom of Rune, burial is generally divided into three kinds, the first is to have a coffin and a corpse, which is suitable for the middle and upper classes who live a relatively well-off life, and the second is to have no corpse, directly cremated, and buried in an urn, which is the choice of the lower middle class and skilled workers who can pay for cremation but feel that the coffin is too wasteful, but sometimes, there are religious and government factors, such as believers in the eternal sun, cremation is the majority, such as the poor who receive government help, all cremated, and only a small fee is charged.

The third type belongs only to the poor, who cannot afford to buy a coffin and do not want to be cremated, so they wrap up whatever they want and bury it.

And Klein just now judged from the shape of the tombstone and the tomb that the object of his experiment was a coffin and a corpse.

If the Azk Bronze Whistle can really transform the opponent's corpse, even if the target may have decomposed into white bones, it will not be unresponsive, and even if it can't lift the lid of the coffin pressed against the thick earth and stone slabs, it can at least make a dull sound of thump knock.

Walking towards the fence, Klein suddenly thought of a loose place in the experiment just now:

"Well, you have to classify it, this is a body that has been buried for a long time, and you have to find a target who has just been buried. ”

Only in this way can we make the most accurate judgment. ”

Later, Crane and the grave keeper grabbed the vault and found a tomb where the burial ritual had only been completed during the day.

This time, he waited for half an hour, and still didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.

"Phew, it can be judged that Mr. Azik's copper whistle can't affect the corpse that has undergone the requiem ceremony, this is a bit weak, no, no, no, this copper whistle itself is not used to create corpse transformation, its function is to summon messengers, affecting the corpse is a negative effect!" Crane tightened his double-breasted gown and walked towards the iron fence.

He plans to go home and change his clothes and conduct a second set of experiments.

The second group targets corpses that have not undergone requiem rituals and have not been dead for a long time.

Such targets often exist in hospital morgues!

Climbing over the fence, Crane returned to the South End step by step in the bleak night, dead and quiet all around, except for the evergreen trees covered in dust and swaying gently.

It reminded him of the night he came back from the dead, also from the cemetery to the city.

Ay...... Crane sighed and suddenly began to run, as if trying to shake the melancholy away from it.

Half an hour later, he hired a horse-drawn carriage in the Southern District, and his destination was the nearest steam metro station.

It would be almost an hour before the steam subway would be shut down, which would save him a lot of money.

............

In the wee hours of the morning, Klein changed into a gray-blue worker's uniform and wore a peaked cap, and made his way to St. Estin's Hospital in the Beckland Bridge area.

This is a charitable hospital belonging to the Church of the God of Steam and Machines.

Many poor people from the bottom died of illness here, and there was nowhere to put their bodies in their homes, so they had to be stored in hospital morgues, waiting for the government to be cremated or donated to medical schools, a phenomenon that is especially common in the summer, but not so much in the autumn and winter when the cooler is cool.

However, in the era of no air conditioning and no cryogenic device, the hospital's morgue will not let the corpse sit for too long, and those who are willing to donate will be embalmed quickly, and a batch will be cleaned up the next day after the burial, of course, this is the rule of summer, and the autumn and winter will be relatively relaxed, so during this time, there are still many corpses in the morgue every night.

St. Estine's Hospital's morgue is located on the basement level, which is quite cool even in the summer and even colder in the autumn and winter.

Based on what he learned in the Night Watch Squad, Crane relied on the Joker's dexterity and balance to infiltrate with skill, avoiding the doctors and nurses on duty and entering the basement.

Before he got close to the morgue, he felt cold and eerie nearby.

Flashing quickly through the janitor's room, Crane pulled out a wire and deftly unlocked the door of the morgue.

That's one of the tricks to sneak in and track!

He slowly and silently pushed open the door to the morgue with his black-gloved right palm, and at the same time, he spread his spirituality and wrapped around the Azk Bronze Whistle to see if it would eliminate the negative effects.

The temperature inside the morgue seems to be even cooler than in the corridors, and most of the dead here are in body bags, placed in different iron cabinets around them, with only a few on a long table in the central clearing, as if waiting to be examined.

As the "Joker" of Sequence 8, Crane has little fear of this kind of scene, but instinctively feels uncomfortable.

He remained cautious, carefully closing the door and circling the long tables.

After more than ten minutes, Crane let out a chill and confirmed that the corpse had not changed.

Almost...... He pulled out his gold-shelled pocket watch and opened it to look at it.

When he was ready, Crane reclaimed his spirit and no longer wrapped the Aziz Copper Whistle in it.

I don't know if it's a psychological effect, but he inexplicably feels that his surroundings have become more silent.

As a soothsayer, he believed in his realization, stopped walking back and forth, and retreated to the vicinity of the gate.

The minutes ticked by, and Klein thought it was about two minutes.

At this moment, a corpse on the long table suddenly sat up!

Bang! Bang!

There was a dense clapping sound in the surrounding iron cabinets, as if something was about to hatch!

Bang! Bang! Bang! Klein listened to this movement, looked at the corpses sitting up, and suddenly said in a low voice:

"Crimson!"

Immediately afterward, he poured the spirit into the "Requiem Charm" and threw it out.

The ice-blue flames burned silently, and the quiet and soft black spread out, and the corpse lay down again, and the sound of slapping from the iron cabinet came to an abrupt end.

Having experienced a similar scene, Crane did not let up, and used a "Requiem Charm" again.

Due to the large number of corpses here, he used a third one to use up his stock to be on the safe side.

"Not bad...... Sure enough, it only affects corpses that have not undergone requiem rituals and have just died, and living corpses are also included, and this effect can be blocked by covering them with spirits. Crane thought with a smile on his face.

Seeing that the corpse had no further unusual reactions, he prepared to pull the door and leave.

At this time, he suddenly heard footsteps outside, and saw a faint light seeping inside.

The old man who guarded the door was attracted by the sound of slapping in the morgue, and he came closer with a lantern!

Crane looked around, pressed his hand to the door, and jumped nimbly to climb the gap between the door and the ceiling.

Fingers picking at the bulges and gaps, he kept a very good balance.

Squeak!

The old janitor opened the gate with the key and entered the morgue.

He took a few steps forward, raised the lantern, and examined the iron cabinet and the long table, and examined the corpses.

And behind him, Klein jumped down lightly and landed silently.

Seizing the opportunity, Crane quickly escaped from the morgue, first taking refuge in the janitor's small room for a few seconds before cautiously returning to the upper floor.

The old janitor checked it and found nothing unusual, he muttered a little scared of the corpse, and left quickly, locked the door, and did not linger any longer.

Back in the detention room, he wrapped himself in a thin quilt, and it took several minutes to calm down his rapid heartbeat, and he laughed at himself in a low voice:

"Those old guys always tell me about the abnormalities that happened in the morgue and want to scare me, but that strange sound just now should be counted, it's not good, and those corpses haven't come back to life!"

"Phew, there are no such things as living corpses and resentful spirits!"

Meanwhile, Klein was walking comfortably down the quiet and deep streets, happy to solve a hidden danger.

He looked at the elegant gas lamps on either side, and looked forward to the gathering of extraordinary people that followed

As long as he can get a weapon with a special effect, he can get one of the main materials of "Magician"!

Well...... Although I don't have much money at the moment, I still have a lot of assets that can be exchanged, for example, the recipe for the "Mind Reader" potion, such as the recipe for the "Hymn" and "Prayer of Light", and the digestion progress of my "Joker" potion, because of the continuous events and the play of the comprehension of the essence, is much faster than expected, and is close to completion...... On the streets of Beckland at night, Klein wandered his thoughts.