Mystery: From the Shadow World

Chapter 137 Anonymous Report
Forget it, call the police.

Philip shook his head and performed a pendulum divination with the blue pendant on his wrist. After confirming the feasibility of this matter, he roughly dealt with the scene and began to wait for Klein to return.

If Jane Charlotte was just an ordinary weak woman, she would probably only be able to deal with the situation. If she said that she killed Meursault alone, even the police would not believe it, not to mention the ambassador behind the other party.

But if we add the adult man, Sherlock Moriarty, who follows closely behind, there will be no need to worry about the police, and it will also be reasonable to draw the attention of the authorities to the small actions of the Intis ambassador.

But this is too hasty.

It's not even morning yet.
As Philip held his forehead with his hand and sighed, the sound of the first floor door opening lifted his spirits. He immediately stood up and confirmed that it was Klein who had returned. He immediately gestured for him to come up with a serious expression.

What happened? Could there be a rat in the house? Klein frowned slightly, but still quickly ran to the second floor and saw Meursault's body lying on the ground.

I rely on.

He blinked, apparently not reacting. After taking two deep breaths, he spread his hands and said, "I thought this guy named Meursault would come at least tonight."

"He just couldn't wait."

Philip looked at the corpse with no expression. "I'm afraid he himself, or he arranged for others to keep an eye on us. After noticing you walking away, he took the initiative to sneak in, intending to deal with me, a suspected Beyonder, first."

Philippe then told Meursault all the information he had just received from the spirit world, and then briefly described his thoughts, and then asked:
"Anything else you would like to add?"

It seems he'd never have guessed you'd be a Sequence Six. No, it's hard to say whether this guy even has low, mid, or high sequences. Klein rubbed his forehead, carefully considering Philip's suggestion, and nodded. "Okay, I'll go find the patrol officer later."

"For now, drink this first." Klein pulled out a bottle of potion from the cloth bag he was carrying and handed it to Philip.

"It lasts 12 hours. I ordered 60 bottles for 30 pounds. Remember to give it to me."

"Hmm." Philip shook the white liquid in the bottle twice, nodded, and then drank it directly. Immediately afterwards, his pale skin color changed, gradually turning into a white close to that of a normal person.

Klein was not idle during this period. Instead, he squatted down and carefully observed the aftermath, focusing on Meursault's body. Then he narrowed his eyes slightly, catching sight of the water stains on his head and the remaining barely detectable ice crystals.

"How did you deal with him?"

He needed a process. Dealing with the police was easy, but since he wanted to expose the ambassador, the authorities would definitely send an extraordinary person to investigate the matter. Before that, he had to make some preparations.

The more troublesome thing at the moment is the spiritual communication. Even after an hour, through the spirit of Meursault, it can still be known that the murderer of this guy is the young woman Jane Charlotte. Even if Klein wants to take the blame, it is impossible.

Philip did not hide anything and recounted the incident as best he could. Although he was nervous, he was not panicked.

If the situation wasn't right, he could definitely find a way to escape Backlund. What Qilingos could do, he could do too. After all, he had the Creeping Hunger.

No, it was a complete crushing defeat. Why are you thinking about the frost? After listening to Philip's description, Klein frowned and said in a deep voice, "This is a bit troublesome. They will definitely divine whether this matter has any extraordinary influence."

Philip was stunned for a moment, then realized that he hadn't carried a pistol in a long time since he'd stopped worrying about the side effects of "Silver White" and began appearing as Jane Charlotte most of the time. At the time, because he was on the second floor, there was no way to find any nearby weapons. If he used physical force, Meursault would be crushed, which would be even more strange and would also be detected as a supernatural factor. Therefore, he could only use frost magic.

"Feel sorry."

Philip sat cross-legged on the ground, somewhat helplessly saying, "It seems the situation is a bit troublesome now. I can use the ability of 'anti-divination'. If an hour passes, they won't even be able to divine the murderer. However, this will attract the attention of the official Beyonders."

"No, it's okay. It's an emergency after all."

Klein didn't mean to blame Philip. Rather, he said that it was precisely because the other party's ability was simple and direct, and the incident happened suddenly, that this result occurred.

If it were me, I could use "paper soldiers" or just use a gun. With the gray fog space, there's no need to worry about the Beyonder's identity being exposed. Klein sighed and pinched his chin to think about the possible situation.

At this time, Philip suddenly suggested:
"If all else fails, how about we quietly dispose of the body and then report it to the authorities anonymously?"

"Report what?" Klein was stunned.

"At least we need to write down that the Intis ambassador secretly sent people to do something malicious. In this case, I can use my 'anti-divination' ability. Even if someone uses dream divination, the image they get will only be a werewolf-like monster."

Philip smiled and continued, "You just need to find an opportunity to dispose of this guy's body tonight. However, there is still an unavoidable problem. The ambassador will definitely send another Beyonder."

"But it can also be called an opportunity. After all, Meursault is only a Sequence Nine. If they come one by one like the Calabash Brothers, we might become rich overnight."

The corner of Klein's mouth twitched. Philip's habitual attitude towards this way of making money really opened his eyes.

However, if a Beyonder who happens to follow the "Fortune Teller" path can be brought out, that would indeed be a good result. But even if the "Secret Prayer" and "Criminal" paths are excluded, the probability is still pitifully low.

Klein didn't count on it.

After the two of them carefully discussed the relevant details, Philippe picked up Meursault's rare Beyonder characteristic. Knowing about Sequence Nine of the Twenty-Two Paths, he quickly divined that this belonged to the "Hunter."

Maybe it can be sold at Mr. A's party.

"Then it's decided."

Philip stood up, walked into the bathroom, checked his posture in front of the mirror on the sink, then pretended nothing had happened and walked out the door as usual.

This guy, he thinks he can be arrogant and domineering after mastering extraordinary abilities. Klein looked at Meursault's corpse with his eyes open, thinking of his disgusting appearance in the morning, and shook his head.

He stretched out his hand, let the other person close his eyes, and then he carried him on his shoulder, preparing to put him in the basement temporarily.

(End of this chapter)