Resist the world, but I spread the curse

Chapter 190 The Floating Corpse
The corresponding names were written on the counter in front of each container, and the notebook recorded in detail the persecution process of each of them.

Miller was terrified, 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 Shadow of All Things should be Miss Hera. It was Miss Hera who cast a spell on the dead Earl Bluebeard.

However, judging from the current evidence, Steward Valente is the most likely person in the castle to perform magic spells.

Does Hera also know how to use this magic trick?
If Hera could, where did she learn it?

If Hera really knows how, three of the four people in Earl Bluebeard's castle already know how to use this magic trick, so... Clark had to glance at Mirell.

Clark was once again on the skeptical side of Mirell's balance, and he thought that he couldn't take Mirele with him now.

What if he was wrong?Taking the wrong person with him meant that he took the initiative to bring danger to himself.

Thinking of this, Clark couldn't help feeling chills in his heart, and suddenly realized that his thinking was wrong. What kind of confusion did he make? Why did he think that the person who wrote the letter asking him to come to the castle to investigate must be a "good guy"?
Perhaps, he is the only "good guy" in the entire castle.

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

"Mr. Clark, what's the matter with you?" Seeing that Clark's expression gradually became ugly, and his eyes were still fixedly waiting for him, Miller looked at him with some fear.

The girl's cowardly tone woke Clark up suddenly. Clark looked at Miller with a complicated heart, and the kindness in his heart told him that he could not live alone, so he left.Reason is also telling him that in such extremely bad weather, he cannot escape alone, and the only way to survive is to find someone who can unite with him, knock down 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 filled his nostrils calmed his brain down.

Yes, good and bad, good and bad, it doesn't make sense to think about it now, finding a teammate to work with is the most important thing.

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

"I'm sure she's not here." Mirell nodded, a little confused by Clark's always asking questions like this without thinking, "Now can you determine who is the bad guy?"

"It's not completely sure yet." Clark put the notebook in his arms, "There are more investigations to be done, let's investigate Miss Hera first."

With that said, Clark walked to the wall covered with various instruments of torture and weapons, took an ax from above, and gave it to Miller after a little hesitation, while he himself chose an ax with some rust spots on the surface. hammer.

Miller took the ax and looked at Clark anxiously, "Why do you have an ax?"

"Self-defense." Clark said briefly.

When Mirell appeared in front of his eyes and heard that Hera had also left his room, Clark knew that tonight was destined to be unsafe. Everyone was taking action to kill the murderer of Earl Bluebeard , The lunatic who cast magic on the earl's corpse will also act secretly.

It's fine if he doesn't meet them, but if they meet head-on, it will inevitably be a dangerous situation.

Clark and Miller left the secret room. Clark took a look at the ugly fat pig lying on the floor, decided not to do recovery, and just left.

There is no need to restore it, because someone has already come in, and took the stone statue of the alien god from the earl's body, and the saber on the wall was also broken. It seems that the person who came in planned to close the secret passage, and put him and Mi Lai together. Er was trapped to death in the secret room, but obviously the saber that was made into a mechanism key lost the hardness that a normal knife should have.

Miller obviously also saw the sinister man's intentions, and patted his chest happily: "It's so dangerous, so lucky."

"Did Butler Valente do this?" Miller guessed.

"No." Clark shook his head, "The blade remaining in the keyhole hangs down, indicating that it was drawn by a short man, and Steward Valente and Earl Bluebeard have been doing those things together for so many years. I don’t know how to lock the door, and I broke the knife.”

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

Clark didn't answer, it was simply a question that didn't need to be answered.

There are only four people in the castle, and by doing a method of elimination, everyone can guess who is trying to do something bad.

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

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

Led by Miller, Clark came to the door of Miss Hera's room.

Clark's eyes gave instructions, Mirell understood, and knocked on the door, but no one answered inside, so he turned the doorknob.

The door was not locked, and it was pushed open gently. Clark was always paying attention to the opening of the door. If something went wrong, he could protect Mirell's personal safety immediately.

But Clark thought too much, and there was no one in the room waiting for a rabbit.

"Speaking of which, how much do you know about Hera?" Clark walked into the room, closed the door, and put a small stool behind the door, asking while doing it.

Miller thought for a while and said, "Miss Hera is a very beautiful person. She is very good at dressing up and communicating with boys. I don't have such a great charm."

"It's just these?" Clark was a little disappointed, these are superficial cognitions, and asked, "Does he have any relationships, family, friends?"

Miller blinked and said: "I don't know much about her family, but when I cooked with her for the first time, I praised her hair, she was very happy, and said something casually, her mother told her' Hair is a woman's signature, and a hair can tell a woman's heart', I don't quite understand the meaning. However, I know that Miss Hera probably doesn't have many friends in the castle, and she usually likes to cook alone."

"If it wasn't for Christmas, how many people would there be in the castle?"

"Well... Before I came to the castle, I heard from Steward Valente that there are 26 servants in the castle."

……

"26?" Yu Lianyun frowned upon hearing this number, "Can you confirm your identity?"

Not long ago, at the outlet of the lower reaches of the Heishui River in Fengxiang City, some citizens discovered 26 corpses stuck on the barbed wire fence, which was extremely strange and terrifying.

"It's as you guessed, Captain." The mystery detective who reported the report said solemnly, "It's the 26 mental patients and medical workers who disappeared in the fire."

(End of this chapter)