Chapter: 226
Before he had time to examine the environment, Klein's hairs stood on end.
This is feedback from his inspiration!
Sir Deville's bedroom is larger than the living room and dining room of Klein's house. It consists of a bed part, a living part, a dressing part, a washing part, and a bookshelf and desk part. The furnishings are exquisite and the details are extravagant.
But in Klein's opinion, the lighting here is dark and the temperature is at least half lower than outside.
At the same time, he seemed to hear weeping again and again in his ears, as well as moaning like dying.
Klein was in a daze, and saw that everything had returned to normal: brilliant sunlight penetrated the windows and filled the entire bedroom; the temperature was neither high nor low; the surrounding policemen, bodyguards, and housekeepers were silent and did not speak.
This... He looked sideways at the classic and gorgeous bed, and saw that there seemed to be pairs of blurred eyes hovering in the shadows, like moths that were not afraid of death next to the gas lamp.
After walking a few steps and approaching there, Klein's "spiritual vision" lost the picture he saw just now.
It's not a standard wronged soul, let alone an evil spirit... What exactly is it? Klein frowned, recalling the mystic knowledge he had acquired during this period.
In his opinion, it might not be difficult to hand over today's task to the "corpse collector", to the "gravedigger", or to the "psychic", but this is obviously not his best field.
Resisting the urge of divination to investigate the direction, Klein looked around slowly, looking for other traces to confirm the guesses in his heart.
"Here, Inspector." Sir Deville hesitated, "Did you find anything?"
"If it was so easy to find out, I don't think my colleagues will wait until now." Klein said the routine, and subconsciously glanced at the great philanthropist.
Just when he was about to look back, he suddenly found a pale figure reflected in the mirror behind Sir Deville.
No, it's a pale white figure that overlaps one after another, twisting and twisting!
The figure disappeared in a flash, and Klein seemed to hear faint crying again.
Phew... He exhaled foul breath to relieve the fear that he almost drew his gun just now.
If he has improved his inspiration and opened his spirit vision, he will be frightened insane sooner or later... Klein relieved his tension by complaining about himself, and then turned his gaze back to Sir Deville.
This time, he saw something different.
Sir Deville, who was in this bedroom, was surrounded by pale, distorted shadows from time to time, making the light in that area slightly dim.
And every flash is bound to be accompanied by illusory weeping and moaning that normal people can hardly hear.
Is it hard for a normal person to hear in a normal state? Because of the day? Klein nodded thoughtfully.
He has made a preliminary judgment on this case:
What entangles Sir Deville is one after another resentment, which is the spiritual residue caused by the most difficult emotions before human death!
If this kind of resentment and remnants accumulate for a period of time and become stronger several times, it will become a terrifying ominous spirit.
However, Sir Deville is a well-known philanthropist. Even Benson, who is so picky, respects him very much. How could there be so many "death grudges"? duplicity? The means of an Extraordinary with malicious intentions? Klein wondered about the possibility.
He thought for a while, looked at Deville, and said, "Dear Sir, I have a few questions."
"Please speak." Deville sat down wearily and weakly.
Klein organized his words and said: "When you leave here and go to new places, such as the countryside, such as Backlund, have you gained at least a short period of peace in the middle of the night, and then the situation slowly recovered and became more and more serious, until you sleep during the day , and hear groans and cries too?"
Deville's half-closed eyes opened suddenly, and the blue eyes were a little brighter: "Yes, have you found the root of the matter?" JrNovels.com
This is feedback from his inspiration!
Sir Deville's bedroom is larger than the living room and dining room of Klein's house. It consists of a bed part, a living part, a dressing part, a washing part, and a bookshelf and desk part. The furnishings are exquisite and the details are extravagant.
But in Klein's opinion, the lighting here is dark and the temperature is at least half lower than outside.
At the same time, he seemed to hear weeping again and again in his ears, as well as moaning like dying.
Klein was in a daze, and saw that everything had returned to normal: brilliant sunlight penetrated the windows and filled the entire bedroom; the temperature was neither high nor low; the surrounding policemen, bodyguards, and housekeepers were silent and did not speak.
This... He looked sideways at the classic and gorgeous bed, and saw that there seemed to be pairs of blurred eyes hovering in the shadows, like moths that were not afraid of death next to the gas lamp.
After walking a few steps and approaching there, Klein's "spiritual vision" lost the picture he saw just now.
It's not a standard wronged soul, let alone an evil spirit... What exactly is it? Klein frowned, recalling the mystic knowledge he had acquired during this period.
In his opinion, it might not be difficult to hand over today's task to the "corpse collector", to the "gravedigger", or to the "psychic", but this is obviously not his best field.
Resisting the urge of divination to investigate the direction, Klein looked around slowly, looking for other traces to confirm the guesses in his heart.
"Here, Inspector." Sir Deville hesitated, "Did you find anything?"
"If it was so easy to find out, I don't think my colleagues will wait until now." Klein said the routine, and subconsciously glanced at the great philanthropist.
Just when he was about to look back, he suddenly found a pale figure reflected in the mirror behind Sir Deville.
No, it's a pale white figure that overlaps one after another, twisting and twisting!
The figure disappeared in a flash, and Klein seemed to hear faint crying again.
Phew... He exhaled foul breath to relieve the fear that he almost drew his gun just now.
If he has improved his inspiration and opened his spirit vision, he will be frightened insane sooner or later... Klein relieved his tension by complaining about himself, and then turned his gaze back to Sir Deville.
This time, he saw something different.
Sir Deville, who was in this bedroom, was surrounded by pale, distorted shadows from time to time, making the light in that area slightly dim.
And every flash is bound to be accompanied by illusory weeping and moaning that normal people can hardly hear.
Is it hard for a normal person to hear in a normal state? Because of the day? Klein nodded thoughtfully.
He has made a preliminary judgment on this case:
What entangles Sir Deville is one after another resentment, which is the spiritual residue caused by the most difficult emotions before human death!
If this kind of resentment and remnants accumulate for a period of time and become stronger several times, it will become a terrifying ominous spirit.
However, Sir Deville is a well-known philanthropist. Even Benson, who is so picky, respects him very much. How could there be so many "death grudges"? duplicity? The means of an Extraordinary with malicious intentions? Klein wondered about the possibility.
He thought for a while, looked at Deville, and said, "Dear Sir, I have a few questions."
"Please speak." Deville sat down wearily and weakly.
Klein organized his words and said: "When you leave here and go to new places, such as the countryside, such as Backlund, have you gained at least a short period of peace in the middle of the night, and then the situation slowly recovered and became more and more serious, until you sleep during the day , and hear groans and cries too?"
Deville's half-closed eyes opened suddenly, and the blue eyes were a little brighter: "Yes, have you found the root of the matter?" JrNovels.com
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