Chapter 94
Cole tells them to follow the arrangement.
Light a cigarette and focus on the scary doll covered by the coat.
According to the centuries-old urban legend in Newcastle.
The one who only hears the sound but kills Human Demon in the mirror, often likes to use this technique to create bleeding'artwork'.
But legends are legends after all.
Lack of strong evidence, so I can only guess.
In addition.
Cole thinks there is another possibility.
There is more than one Human Demon killed in the mirror. In other words, the'them' that exist in the abnormal world are more like a collection of unclear supernatural powers than living people.
It is not a material world, an abstract humanoid entity killer.
Cultists?
Hell Evil God?
Still...
This two-hundred-year-old case is like an iron cage shrouded in layers of black cloth. No one can assert before the fog is lifted.
Now there is another tricky thing.
Although Cole now has the characteristics of [Ethere Perception] and [Ethere Reconstruction].
But there is no way to start with the so-called "world in the mirror".
In the category of mysterious science, the material world and the abnormal world except for specific intersection points.
Do not interfere with each other.
Like two parallel lines.
In the ghost street world, he can rely on falling asleep, or approach a sleeping person, use Nimosaen to carry a lantern, and enter the dream world.
In Newcastle City.
In the absence of effective media and channels, it is difficult for Cole to come into contact with the abnormal world even if he has Nimosaen lanterns.
When I was in the car, the rearview mirror smiled.
Until now, Cole has not been able to determine whether it really happened or was his illusion.
If you witness the supernatural power of the world in the mirror.
With his keen perception of the abnormal world, he must be aware of something.
Unfortunately, apart from the decadent smell, there is nothing unusual about it.
Think of this.
I saw Hardy holding a shoe and running back with Sean gasping for breath, and said in a hurry, "Boss, we found this in the back garden of Gerhard's mansion.
It seems to be the one on Carl's foot."
Hendrick heard the sound and hurried over, took the shoes in his hand, and browsed tightly knit.
After a long silence, he said, "If it is Hugo, it may be his prank, but if it is Carl...broken!"
talk.
Completely ignoring the cars driving on the street, he rushed all the way to the other side of the street, holding his shoes, and shouting the names of Karl and Hugo.
Unfortunately, no one answered except for the strange glances cast by passers-by.
"Asshole..."
Hardy stood beside Cole, swallowed saliva, with an unbelievable expression, "Boss...couldn't, those two guys, in our in front of one's eyes was..."
Sean said in a very positive tone, "On June 13, 1717, the same happened during the investigation of Operation Gray Wolves in Newcastle City.
So, it cannot be ruled out that Carl and Hugo were taken away by the human demon in the mirror."
Vera seems to be the first day I met this shy big boy, surprised Looking at him, "Really?"
Hardy wrapped her coat tightly.
"Sean can never forget, Miss Vera."
Four people walked across the road.
Hendrick put his shoes on the window sill and said to Cole, "If this is a prank, I will definitely report it to the trial court and punish them severely!
My back garden?! Damned bastard.
Next time..."
Cole brows tightly knit, beckoning him not to speak.
Under the strange gaze of everyone.
Open the door and walk quickly to the backyard.
Standing next to a flower, looking up at the sky, then leaned over and grabbed a handful of dirt.
"Hardy, that shoe, did you find it in this place?"
The little man nodded and said, "Yes, it’s where you stand now, boss ...Did you find something?"
Be silent for a while.
Cole said a fact that made the complexion greatly changed for everyone present.
"That thing, I was here just now."
Hardy grudgingly smiled and said, "This kind of joke is not at all..."
Hendry Ke hurriedly walked over, glanced at the soil that Cole was holding in his hand, and said with a very serious expression, "Mr. Cole Walker, as an action Captain, you are responsible for what you have said.
You Are you sure, that thing came?"
Instruct Hardy to bring a cup and fill it with soil.
Cole said, "I told you earlier that this city is enveloped by wandering death and decay. When approaching this house, the smell suddenly becomes very strong.
The place where I stand now is the place with the strongest smell, but it has been diminishing."
While speaking.
Under everyone's more shocked gaze, Cole took out the Nimosaen lantern out of thin air.
It's like magic tricks.
They almost dropped their jaws.
"Boss, you...how did you do it?"
Cole indifferently said, "Come and stand by my side, don’t move without my orders , Understand?"
Hendrick didn't say much, leaning against Cole.
Others also came over.
When the smell is about to dissipate.
Cole flipped the air valve and pointed it towards the'eye of the observer' to mark.
next moment.
An extremely tall figure, with a skull and sheep head, wearing a black robe, holding a sickle in one hand and a hook in the other, shaped like a vague silhouette of a messenger to death.
Like the reflection on the undulating water.
It flashed away under everyone's attention.
Afterwards.
The orange rays of light of the wick dimmed quickly, and the air valve bounced back to its original position.
One time.
The atmosphere in the backyard fell into a very depressing silence.
looked at each other in blank dismay.
In the end, Hardy broke the deathly silence.
"That thing...is that killing Human Demon in the mirror?"
Hendrick's face turned pale and he couldn't say a word.
Only Sean both hands crossed near chest, tightly frowns, whispered, "Bone goat...black robe... Paradise lost?"
After confirming that it was correct.
I raised my head and said, "Captain, if I remember correctly, there is an ancient poem describing such a dress. The two are exactly the same.
The original text is..."
He didn't say anything.
Hendrick covered his mouth tightly and warned, "This is Newcastle City, Sean, you must not read the original text.
You can do it yourself. It’s up."
Let go, Sean said, "Okay."
For the first time encountering this weird, unspeakable situation, Vera forced her composure and said, "But what should we do next? Report this to headquarters, or..."
Sean seemed to think of something again.
Hesitating to speak but stop.
Hendrick saw his conniving appearance, helplessly said, "Say what you have, as long as you don't read the original text of the poem."
With brown curly hair and seemingly nervous, Sean tried to calm the fear in his heart and said, "Everyone, there is one thing about the poem about death and paradise lost.
If the poems in it are true, I think , We may not be able to leave Newcastle alive."