"Except for the dead man, everything is normal here. No, an invisible force sealed the room at first. You know, when we use ritual magic, we often have similar operations." Old Neil added after thinking for a few seconds.

Just as Dunn was about to speak, he suddenly looked outside the door. After a few seconds, Klein and Old Neil realized something and turned to look at the corner of the stairs.

A few seconds later, the sound of small footsteps gradually became louder, and Leonard and a police officer walked up.

The police officer smelled the stench, and his face changed slightly. He immediately cooperated with his "colleagues" from the Special Operations Department to knock on the doors of the residents on the second floor, and roughly asked about the situation on the third floor.

A moment later, he looked at the dead body on the rocking chair wearing a silver V epaulet and said: "Katie Stephana Bieber, between 55 and 60 years old, a widow, shares a rented apartment with her son Riel Bieber." It's been here for over ten years."

"Her husband was a jeweler before his death. Her son was about 30 years old and had no wife. He inherited his father's business. His weekly salary was around 1 pound 15 soli. According to their neighbors, they have not met them for more than a week. .�

Now that the description is here, Klein already knows where to focus next:

The missing one, or more precisely, the missing one, Riel Bieber!

That ancient notebook is probably on him!

"Do you have a photo of Riel Bieber?" Dunn looked at the police officer, who played the role of a senior inspector.

But this can't be called pretending, because according to the police department's file, he is indeed a senior inspector, and his salary and subsidies are based on this, of course, the part of the church is not included.

The policeman shook his head nervously and said, "I don't know...we have to go back to the branch to look for it. Normally, we can't leave photos of everyone."

"I understand. You continue to ask the residents on the first floor and ask in detail." Dunn gave an order.

Looking at the police officer, he closed the door, turned his head and said to Old Neil, "I'll leave it to you, otherwise the residents here will have to sleep peacefully, looking for the appearance of Riel Bieber from their dreams. , well, I'm not too trusting of dictated drawings."

Old Neil nodded, took out a few thumb-sized bottles from the hidden pocket at the waist of his black classic robe, and sprinkled the liquid inside in a certain order to the surroundings.

Immediately afterwards, he twisted out another handful of powder and sprinkled it around himself.

The strange, pungent smell transpired and was not affected by the stench in the room, but Klein suddenly felt that there was an invisible force around Old Neil, separating him from the environment, himself and others. Coming strength, like this home was before.

Old Neil half-closed his eyes, moved his mouth, and uttered a low and vague incantation. Klein was unprepared, and only vaguely heard "I pray for the power of the goddess", "I look forward to the favor of the night"...

Woo! A sudden gust of wind came in through the window, blowing up the powder.

Klein's heart trembled suddenly, all the pimples on his skin protruded, and he felt an indescribable, extremely terrifying "smell" that quickly permeated.

His head was confused, and he was tense and unable to relax, just like the state after doing a set of difficult math problems.

Suddenly, Old Neil opened his eyes, which were completely dark.

He took out an absorbent pen from his pocket, and started to draw on the waste paper on the table, the movements were so fast that his whole body was trembling.

Klein stared, and saw a face with deep eye sockets and a high nose quickly appeared.

After the natural curly short hair was completed, Old Neil wrote a line of words below the portrait: "Black hair, dark blue eyes, and a full porcelain denture on the left side of the mouth."

Slap! The pen in Old Neil's hand fell onto the paper, and his body twitched a few times.

"This is what remains of Riel Bieber in the room." Old Neil, whose eyes quickly returned to normal, whispered.

Then, he returned to the position just now, and slowly turned around in the same place. The invisible and spaced force immediately dissipated, turning into a breeze and blowing away.

"Praise the goddess." Old Neil tapped his chest four times in a row, forming the shape of a crimson moon.

Klein relaxed his mind, observed more carefully, and found that Riel Bieber's facial features were nothing special, and his temperament was quite peaceful, but the nasolabial folds on both sides of his nose were obviously drooping. JrNovels.com