Chapter 190 Floating Corpse

Author: Youdaoyan

Chapter 190 Floating Corpse

The corresponding name was written on the counter in front of each container, and the notebook recorded in detail the persecution of each of them.

Miriel was frightened, but Clark was frowning.

Clark was a little confused about the real situation. According to his previous speculation, the person who took away the stone sculpture of the Peeping Shadow of All Things should be Miss Hera. It was Miss Hera who cast magic on the dead Earl Bluebeard.

But judging from the current evidence, Butler Valente is the most likely person in the castle to be able to perform magic.

Does Hera also know how to use this magic?

If Hera knew it, where did she learn it?

If Hera really knows how to do it, then three of the four people in Count Bluebeard's castle already know how to use this magic. Then... Clark's eyes had to glance at Miriel.

Clark's scale towards Mirel once again tilted to the skeptical side, and he thought that he could not take Mirel away now.

What if he is wrong? Bringing the wrong person means that he actively brings danger to himself.

Thinking of this, Clark couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart, and suddenly realized that his thinking was wrong. What confusion had he made? Why did he think that the person who wrote the letter asking him to come to the castle to investigate must be a "good person"?

Perhaps, he is the only "good guy" in the whole castle.

Yes, he should run away and leave alone...

"Mr. Clark, what's wrong with you?" Seeing Clark's expression gradually becoming ugly and his eyes still waiting for him, Miriel looked at him with some fear.

The girl's cowardly tone suddenly woke up Clark. Clark looked at Miriel with a complicated heart. The kindness in his heart told him that he could not live alone and left. His reason also told him that in such extremely bad weather, he could not

Escape alone, the only way to survive is to find someone you can join forces with, defeat or directly kill the other two people in the castle, and wait until the weather clears before leaving.

Clark secretly took a deep breath, and the cold air filling his nose calmed his brain.

Yes, good and evil, good and bad, there is no point in thinking about these now, finding a teammate you can cooperate with is the most important thing.

"Are you sure Miss Hera is not in her room now?" Clark asked again.

"I'm sure she's not here." Miriel nodded, a little confused by Clark's always asking such clueless questions, "Are you sure who the bad guy is now?"

"It's not completely certain yet." Clark put the notebook in his arms, "More investigations need to be done. Let's investigate Miss Hera first."

With that said, Clark walked to the wall covered with various torture instruments and weapons, took an ax from it, and gave it to Miriel for use after a slight hesitation, while he himself chose an ax with some rust spots on the surface.

Hammer.

Miriel took the ax and looked at Clark helplessly, "Why are you holding the ax?"

"Defense yourself." Clark said briefly.

When Miriel appeared in front of him and heard Miriel say that Hera had also left his room, Clark knew that tonight was destined to be unstable. Everyone was taking action, including the murderer of Earl Bluebeard.

, the madman who cast magic on the count's corpse will also act secretly.

It's okay if he doesn't meet them, but if he does, it will inevitably be a dangerous situation.

Clark and Miriel left the secret room. Clark took one look at the ugly fat pig lying on the floor and decided not to restore it, so he left.

There is no need to restore it, because someone has already come in and taken the stone sculpture of the alien god from the count's body. The saber on the wall was also broken. It seems that the person who came in planned to close the secret passage and separate him and Miley.

I was trapped and died in the secret room, but obviously the saber that was made into a mechanism key had lost the hardness that a normal knife should have. The man tried to pull it out but couldn't. Instead, he broke the saber when he shook it from side to side.

Milaire obviously saw the intention of the sinister man and patted his chest happily: "What a risk, what a blessing."

"Did Butler Valente do this?" Mirel guessed.

"No." Clark shook his head. "The blade remaining in the keyhole drooped downwards, indicating that it was a short man who pulled the knife. Moreover, Butler Valente and Count Bluebeard have been doing those things together for so many years. It is impossible to even do this secretly.

I don’t know how to close the door lock, and I even broke the knife.”

"So it's Miss Hera!?" Miriel's eyes widened.

Clark didn't answer. This was a question that didn't need an answer at all.

There are only four people in the castle. If you do a elimination method, everyone can guess who wants to do bad things.

Clark rubbed his hands on the handle of the hammer. His choice of weapon was indeed correct. After all, someone began to show murderous intentions again. At this time, it was a game between the hunter and the prey.

After leaving Earl Bluebeard's room, the two of them came to the empty and dark corridor. It was as dark as when they first arrived, but because they were on guard, they both felt as if there was a pair of eyes staring at them in the darkness.

Under the leadership of Miriel, Clark came to the door of Miss Hera's room.

Clark's eyes commanded, and Mireille understood it. He knocked on the door, but there was no answer inside, so he turned the doorknob.

The door was unlocked and he pushed it open gently. Clark always paid attention to the gap in the door opening. If something went wrong again, he could protect Miriel's personal safety as soon as possible.

But Clark thought too much, and no one in the room was waiting.

"Speaking of which, how much do you know about Hera?" Clark asked as he walked into the room, closed the door, and placed a small stool behind the door.

Miriel thought for a while and said: "Miss Hera is a very beautiful person, very good at dressing up, and very good at communicating with boys. She is not so charming like me."

"Is this all?" Clark was a little disappointed. These were superficial perceptions and asked, "Does he have any interpersonal relationships, family, or friends?"

Mirel blinked and said: "I don't know much about her family, but when we cooked together for the first time, I complimented her hair. She was very happy and said casually, her mother told her, '

Hair is a sign of a woman, and her hair can reveal a woman's thoughts. I don't quite understand the meaning. However, I know that Miss Hera probably doesn't have many friends in the castle. She usually likes to cook alone."

"If it wasn't Christmas, how many people would be in the castle on a daily basis?"

"Well... before I came to the castle, I heard Butler Valente say that there are twenty-six servants in the castle."

…

"Twenty-six?" Yu Lianyun frowned when he heard this number, "Can you confirm your identity?"

Not long ago, at the downstream outlet of the Heishui River in Fengxiang City, some citizens discovered twenty-six corpses stuck in the barbed wire fence. It was extremely strange and terrifying.

"It's just as you guessed, Captain." The mysterious detective who reported the report said with a solemn face, "They are the twenty-six mental patients and medical workers who disappeared in the fire."
Chapter completed!