Lord of the Mysteries

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Sir Dweyer’s bedroom is larger than the Klein’s living room plus dining room. It consists of a bed part, a living part, a dressing part, a washable part and a bookcase desk. The furnishings are exquisite and the details are extravagant.

In Klein’s feeling, the light is dark and the temperature is at least half lower than the outside.

At the same time, he heard crying and crying and moaning like Final Struggle in his ear.

Klein was slightly trance, and saw that everything was back to normal: the bright sunlight penetrated the windows and spilled over the entire bedroom; the temperature was neither high nor low; the surrounding police, bodyguards, and butlers were silent and did not speak.

This…He looked sideways at the classical and gorgeous bed, and saw the shadows seem to have a pair of fuzzy eyes hovering, like a moth beside the gas lamp.

After a few steps, close to it, Klein’s “spirit vision” lost the picture I just saw.

It ’s not a standard grievance, and it ’s not Evil Spirit … what is it? Klein frowned, recalling his knowledge of mysticism during this time.

In his opinion, today’s task is handed over to Corpse Collector, “Grave Digger”, and Spiritualist. I am afraid it will not be a little difficult, but this is obviously not his best field.

Resisting the urge to investigate the direction of divination, Klein slowly looked around, looking for other traces to confirm a few guesses in his heart.

“This, inspector.” Sir Dweyer hesitated before saying in a low voice, “What did you find?”

“If it’s so easy to find, I don’t think my colleagues will wait until now.” Klein said, subconsciously glancing at the big philanthropist.

Just as he was about to retract his gaze, he suddenly noticed a white silhouette in the mirror behind Sir Dweyer.

No, it’s a twisted pale silhouette that overlaps one after another!

The silhouette flashed away, and Klein seemed to hear a vague cry.

Huh… He vomited and sighed, soothing the fear of just getting scared.

Increased the spiritual sense, opened the spirit vision, sooner or later will be scared crazy … Klein relieved his own tension by vomiting his own way, and then turned his sights to Sir Dweyer again.

At this time, he saw something different.

In this bedroom, Sir Dweyer, from time to time, there were white, twisted shadows flashing, making the rays of light in that area slightly dim.

And every flash is inevitably accompanied by an illusory cry that is difficult for normal people to hear.

Normal people are hard to hear under normal conditions? Because of the day? Klein looking thoughtful nodded.

He has initially made a judgment on this case:

What entangles Sir Dweyer is one after another resentment, which is the residual of spirituality caused by the most unforgettable emotions before the death of human race!

If this kind of resentment and residue is accumulated for a period of time, and then several times stronger, it will become a terrifying Vicious Spirit.

However, Sir Dweyer is a well-known philanthropist. Even if Benson is so picky, he respects him very much. How can there be so many “death resentment”? duplicity? Extraordinary means of harboring malicious intentions? Klein guessed doubtfully.

He thought about it and looked at Dweyer and said:

“esteemed sir, I have a few questions.”

“Please speak.” Dweyer sat down weakly and weakly.

Klein organizes the language road:

“When you leave here and go to a new place, such as a country, like Beckland, have you got a brief peace of mind for at least half a night, then the situation slowly recovers and becomes more and more serious, and you will hear and cry when you sleep during the day?”

Dweyer’s eyes squinted open, and the blue Pupils had a bit more brilliance:

“Yes, have you found the root cause of the matter?”

He discovered that he had forgotten to tell the police such important clues due to chronic insomnia and poor mental health!

See Klein’s question for a positive response, Inspector Tolle secretly relaxed, understand that Night Watcher found clues.

Sergeant Gait was surprised and curious again. Unable to bear looked at psychologist Klein several times.

In line with the resentment gradual entanglement, a little agglomeration characteristics… Klein who got the feedback basically confirmed the answer.

And he now has 2 ways to help Sir Dweyer get rid of the trouble, one is to directly set up an altar around the other party, and completely remove the “death resentment” by magical ceremony, 2 is to use other mysticism to find the source of the problem and solve it fundamentally thing.

Considering the rule of “try not to let the ordinary person know of the existence of extraordinary powers”, Klein intends to try the second method first, and pray Goddess if it has no effect.

“Sir, you are mentally ill, mentally problematic.” He looked to towards Dweyer, a serious conversation nonsense.

Sir Dweyer frowned and asked:

“What do you mean, I am a mental patient, need to go mental asylum?”

“No, it’s not that serious. In fact, most people have more or less psychological and spiritual problems.” Klein reassured casually, “Please allow me to do the introduction again, I am the psychology of the Ahowa County Police Department expert.”

“Psychology expert?” Dweyer and his steward looked at Supervisor Tolle, an acquaintance at the same time.

Tolle is seriously nodded, indicating that it is.

“Well, what do I need to do with the treatment? And, I don’t understand why my housekeeper, my bodyguard, and my servant can all hear crying and moaning …” Dweyer held the cane with both hands, a face of doubt .

Klein has a very professional answer:

“I will explain it to you afterwards.”

“Could you please ask your housekeeper, your servant, and your bodyguard to go out, Supervisor Tolle, Sergeant Gait, please also leave together, I need a quiet environment for initial treatment.”

“Heal” with spell … Supervisor Tolle silently added a sentence to Sir Dweyer nodded.

Dweyer is silent for a dozen seconds:

“Karun, you take them to the living room of the second floor.”

“Yes, sir.” Butler Karun didn’t refute, because the request was made by the official police officer, trainee supervisor, psychologist.

Watching them leave and close the door in turn, Klein looks to Dweyer, the dark golden hair and the blue pupils:

“Sir, please lie down on the bed, relax and try to fall asleep.”

“…OK.” Dweyer hung the coat and hat on the coat rack, walked slowly to the bed and lay up.

Klein pulled the curtains all together to make the room darker.

He untied the pendant and quickly made a simple judgment with the “spiritual pendulum”, then sat down on the rocking chair not far from the end of the bed, sketched the light ball, entered the meditation, and let the world of spirituality appear in front of him.

Then, leaning against the back of the chair, he fell asleep and let his stellar spirit body come into contact with the outside.

He is using the “dreamland divination” technique to “communicate” with Sir Dweyer’s each and everyone resentment in a dreamlike spirituality environment.

Only communication can get an answer to solve the problem!

wu wu Wū!

The sorrowful cry of sorrow lingers in Klein’s ear, and he “sees” around it with a trailing white transparent silhouette.

The lotus, the lotus, the lotus, the painful snoring came, and Klein, who reluctantly recovered his ability to think, extended his right hand and touched it.

Suddenly, that one after another silhouette became a moth that threw the fire, throwing it at him one by one.

Klein’s eyes were steeply blurred, and his head seemed to be split into two halves, half of them were looking calmly, and half of them saw the “mirror”.

In the “mirror” is a young girl dressed in a strong body. She walks in a dusty factory, and her head is hurting after a while.

Her eyes are blurred and her body is getting thinner.

She seemed to hear someone calling her Charlotte and saying she had general hysteria.

Hysteria? She looked in the mirror and saw a blue line on her gums.

……

As soon as the “lens” turned, Klein seemed to see it again, and incarnation became a girl named Mary.

She is also in the lead factory, young and lively.

Suddenly, her half of her cheeks began to twitch continuously, followed by the arms and legs on the same side.

“You have epilepsy.” She heard someone say this in her body convulsions.

She twitched and fell, the degree became more and more intense, and finally lost consciousness.

……

Another girl, she was unhappy, stupidly strolling around the street, and even had language barriers.

Her headache is very serious, her gums have a blue line, and she has convulsions from time to time.

She met a doctor who said:

“Lafti, you are affected by lead.”

The doctor looked at her at mercy, and at the sight of her twitching again, several times in a row, the look at her lost all her eyes.

……

A picture is presented in Klein’s mind. He is half immersed in it and half is calm.

Suddenly, he thoroughly understood the experiences of these girls:

They are women workers who have been exposed to lead for a long time and exposed to dust for a long time. They are poisoned to death in lead.

And Sir Dweyer has exactly one lead factory and 2 ceramic factories, all of which hire female workers with relatively low prices!

Klein silently “looks at” all this, I feel that there is only one thing left and it has not yet been clarified:

Such “death resentment” is minimal, even if the number is accumulated, what impact does it have on reality and Dweyer.

Unless, unless there is a stronger and more persistent resentment, they become a whole.

Just then, he “seen” a girl.

This girl is no more than 18 years old and is glazing porcelain in the factory.

“Hailey, how are you doing recently, do you feel a headache? If it is very serious, remember to tell me that Sir Dweyer stipulates that people with severe headaches can no longer touch lead and must leave the factory,” an older woman asked.

Hailey touched his forehead and replied with a smile:

“One thing, okay.”

“That will tell me tomorrow if it is serious.” The older woman warned repeatedly.

Hailey promised to go home and press his forehead from time to time.

She saw her parents and brother coming back from the outside and saw their faces full of sorrow.

“Your father and brother are unemployed…” her mother said with a tear.

Her father and brother are hanging their heads, whispering:

“We will go to the dock to find things to do.”

“But we don’t even have the money for the day after tomorrow… Maybe we have to move to the innermost street…” Hailey’s mother looked at her with red eyes. “When can your salary be obtained? Is 10shilling right? ”

Hailey squeezed his forehead again:

“Well, week 6, week 6.”

She said nothing, as quiet as usual, and returned to the factory on the 2nd day to tell the supervisor that the headache was gone, no problem.

She smiles, walks 5 kilometers a day to work, walks 5 kilometers home, and presses her head more and more frequently.

“Have you not found a job yet?” Hailey looks at the black bread cooked in the soup, unable to bear inquires about father and brother.

Her father said with distress:

“There has been a downturn recently. In many places, layoffs have been made. Even the terminal is taking a day off and getting 3shilling 7 pennies in a week.”

Hailey sighed, nothing to say, as always, quiet, just quietly hiding the left hand of the sudden convulsions behind.

On 2nd day, she walked to work again, the sun was shining slowly, and the pedestrians on the street gradually changed from less to more.

Suddenly, she twitched and was twitching all over her body.

She fell to the side of the road and spit out foam in her mouth.

She looked at the sky and her vision began to blur. She saw people coming, people going, saw someone approaching, saw a carriage passing by, and saw the wings of the Dweyer family white pigeon coat of arms.

She tried to open her mouth, but failed to make any noise.

Therefore, she still said nothing, just as quiet as usual.

But unlike usual, she died.