Mystery: Who has seen my brother?

Chapter 65 It’s so lively
"Two pennies for accommodation, the same price for day and night."

I heard footsteps entering the hotel. The boss was leaning on a wooden chair, with his feet resting on the old wooden table in front of him, which had obvious wear and tear on the edge. He looked at the newspaper and spoke without raising his head.

Dunn stepped forward and knocked on the table.

The boss raised his head impatiently and looked at the newcomer. His expression changed instantly. He put down his legs, stood up, and said in a fawning manner, "Hello, officer, hello, officers. How can I help you?"

"Please..." The boss subconsciously wanted to say "Please take a seat" but was embarrassed to find that there were only two old chairs in the whole room, but there were four police officers. The lowest rank had two silver stars. He couldn't afford to offend any of them. "...Have some tea."

The innkeeper was immediately glad that he had hidden some tea in the hotel, and there were exactly four teacups. The innkeeper bent down to get the key from the drawer. In order to prevent the tea from being stolen, he locked it in the cabinet, and did the same with the teacups.

"No need," said one of the men, a middle-aged man wearing square glasses, with a professorial demeanor. He carried a large, bulging brown leather bag. If it weren't for his inspector's uniform, he'd be mistaken for a university professor. "We're here to investigate a theft. We have a suspect who may have lived here."

"Officer, I'm a law-abiding citizen," the hotel owner explained hastily. "I didn't..."

"Don't talk nonsense," Cecima said sternly. "Take us to search."

The owner breathed a sigh of relief. He wasn't worried about the police searching the rooms. After all, they were just some rotten wooden boards and rags, so it wouldn't matter if they took them away. What he was worried about was checking the guests' IDs. Most of the people this hotel received were homeless, and many of them didn't have IDs. If they were found out, he would not only face a fine but also possible closure.

"squeak-"

There was a teeth-grinding sound of a door opening. Leonard took a look at the old wooden door, which was of who knows how many years old. It was full of holes and marks, showing signs of insect infestation and man-made scratches. It was normal to have bugs in such a place. In fact, there were many bedbugs in the worse hotels.

There is no one staying in the hotel now. Although this hotel only costs 2 pence, it is still affordable for a few homeless people. Moreover, daytime is the time to look for work, and those who can afford to stay in the hotel will choose to stay at night.

"We need to search separately." Leonard turned and said to the boss outside the door.

"Okay, okay." The boss smiled ingratiatingly, closed the door respectfully and left.

After closing the door, the innkeeper's flattering smile disappeared immediately, and he whispered to the door.

Inside the room, Leonard bolted the door and pretended to search. The soundproofing in this hotel room was poor, allowing anyone outside to hear the noises. While divination required a quiet environment, as a Sequence 6, the noises had little effect on Dyna.

Dana held the white crystal pendulum, and under the gaze of four pairs of eyes, the pendulum gradually rotated counterclockwise.

Dana shook his head at Dunn and the others and said, "Let's go to the next room."

The shabby door opened again, and the boss immediately put on a flattering smile and greeted him, "Officer."

"Next room," Cecima raised her chin towards the door and said to the hotel owner with dignity, "Open it."

"Yes!" The boss immediately picked up a bunch of keys from his waist and ran quickly to the next room to unlock the door.

"Don't be nervous," Dana said with a smile. His gentle and polite university professor temperament made him seem very approachable. "We won't wrongly accuse innocent people."

The hotel owner scoffed inwardly, "You've wronged enough people, haven't you?" But on the surface, he put on a respectful and ingratiating look, repeatedly saying yes and closing the door.

Inside the door, Dana looked at the white crystal pendulum spinning clockwise and nodded to Dunn and the others.

He unzipped his briefcase and took out some powder, paper and a pen. He placed the paper on the door panel and sprinkled the powder in the air. He opened and closed his mouth and muttered a spell in a low voice.

A faint breeze blew the powder, and Dana picked up the pen and started painting. Soon, a picture was completed.

He blew on the painting, looked at it twice, frowned, and held it upright to face everyone.

In the picture, a black cat holds a bottle of red potion in its two paws and pours it on the severed limb of a resident.

He frowned, remembering that Klein had also drunk the red potion, which had the effect of healing wounds.

Could it be that the cat is just being kind?
But why hadn't I heard of it before? If that black cat could heal wounds, it would have become an urban legend long ago. It shouldn't be like this, completely unknown.

Dana folded the painting and put it in his briefcase, straightened his inspector's uniform and said, "Let's ask that gentleman first, then go to the next room."

Seeing several police officers coming out, the hotel owner immediately stood up and greeted them.

"Sir," Dana said gently, "We would like to ask you a few questions. Please answer truthfully."

"Of course, of course," the hotel owner rubbed his hands, swallowed, and suppressed his nervousness. "Please ask."

"Was there anything unusual among the guests at the hotel last night?" Dana asked.

"Yes!" The hotel owner nodded immediately. "A guest suddenly went crazy last night."

Suddenly went crazy!

Leonard's pupils constricted as he suppressed his fear. Dunn and Cecima's expressions darkened.

Dana was startled, but quickly suppressed it, "Please tell me in detail."

"That...that gentleman suddenly hugged his hands in the middle of the night, yelling and screaming, and his limbs were...um...just like Emperor Roselle said...his hands and feet were dancing."

Cecima and Dunn looked at each other and asked, "What did he yell?"

"Goddess, goddess," the innkeeper said as he recalled, "my hand, and some miracle or something like that."

Dana took a deep breath and asked, "What happened to his hand?"

"Nothing happened," said the innkeeper.

"Nothing wrong? No injuries?"

"It's normal indeed," the hotel owner said somewhat embarrassedly, "but I don't know if there are any wounds. My hotel receives many guests every night, so I won't remember these details."

In fact, he couldn't even remember what the guests looked like, what they did, etc. Many guests never came back after coming once.

"we know."

Normal is the biggest abnormality.

It can be seen from the picture that the resident has no right hand. It seems that the black cat really cured him.

Dunn and his companions checked every room before leaving. They also investigated several places in Tingen City where the black cat had stayed, but they found no useful information.

Aside from the inn, the only remaining information about other places was of a black cat crouching in a corner, looking somewhere, or running, seemingly just passing by, with no useful information. Furthermore, there was no pattern to the locations.

"These are just the remaining information," Dana folded the drawing paper and put it in his big leather bag. He glanced at the scarlet moon in the sky and said, "They don't represent everything."

"At least from these images we can see that the black cat didn't harm anyone, and even helped them." Leonard yawned and said, "So it's not dangerous."

"But only one of the paintings shows it helping people. We don't know what it did in the other locations." Dunn said solemnly, "We currently know of two people it helped: Klein, and the other was the resident.

According to normal procedures, we should investigate him, although I don't think it will yield any useful information. Let's leave this matter to the police and let them find him. Leonard, go back and rest, and we will continue the investigation."

The extraordinary people on the Sleepless Path need very little sleep, but they still need it. Leonard didn't sleep last night and ran all day today, so he was already panting heavily.

Leonard didn't refuse. After saying goodbye to the captain and the others, he went back to his apartment.

"Let's go to the next place." said Cecima.

Eastney is a small but well-known building materials company run by Baron Edgar. Such a company is more troublesome to investigate, with many procedures to go through and no company is willing to be involved in the case. Even if there is no problem, it may cause some negative impact.

Therefore, Dunn and his team chose to leave such places that were difficult to investigate directly at night and sneak in directly, which saved trouble and time.

"How is it?" Dunn asked in a low voice.

Dana shook his head and handed over the painting. In the picture, a black cat was squatting on the window licking its fur, as if it was just an ordinary kitten.

"Let's go to the next room," Cecima said in a low voice. He clicked his teeth and released a blue-purple translucent liquid spirit. The blue-purple spirit gradually turned black, and the crimson moonlight passed through the translucent body.

It blends perfectly into the environment.

The chameleon floated to the window, passed through the curtains, and floated back to Cecima.

No one, Cecima received the spiritual feedback message.

He tiptoed to the window, looked to the left and right, put one foot on the windowsill, and with a sudden push, stood his whole body on the windowsill.

With one hand grasping the window frame, he leaned most of his body out of the window and leaned against the wall, while with the other hand he pushed open the window of the next room.

After pushing the window open a small way, Cecima placed her fingers on the edge of the window and pushed hard. The window slid open naturally, revealing a space large enough for a person to stand.

One by one, the three of them nimbly climbed through the window and entered the next room. After climbing over, their bodies, which looked like liquid and had changed color, lay limply on the windowsill, cleaning up their shoe prints.

This room should be Baron Edgar's office. It is not only larger than the other rooms, but also has only one desk and several paintings hanging on the wall.

Dana took out the white crystal pendulum and silently recited seven times in his mind: "A black cat with extraordinary power has been here, a black cat with extraordinary power has been here, a black cat with extraordinary power has been here..."

In the sight of the three people, the topaz slowly rotated counterclockwise.

The three of them were a little disappointed and were about to change to another room when they heard a slight sound of footsteps.

The footsteps were very light and small, as if they were deliberately hidden.

There were other intruders. Cesimar and the other two looked at each other and immediately understood.

Dina immediately took out a handful of gray powder and sprinkled it on the three people. The figures of the Night Watchmen gradually disappeared in the darkness.

The footsteps got closer and closer, and finally stopped downstairs of Baron Edgar's office.

A slight climbing sound was heard, and a young man climbed in through the window. The sleepless man's good night vision made his appearance completely exposed to Dunn and Cecima. He had an ordinary appearance, black hair and brown eyes, a full forehead, and wore round glasses on his face. The pockets of his coat were bulging.

The three night watchmen looked at the intruder quietly. They did not want a conflict to break out now because that would expose themselves. If he wanted to do anything illegal, the police would arrest him tomorrow.

The young man quickly walked to the sofa, knelt on one knee, leaned over and pulled out a metal suitcase from under the sofa. He opened the suitcase a tiny crack, took a look, and then quickly closed the suitcase.

He moved very quickly, and to avoid being exposed, Dunn, Cecima and Dana were some distance away from him and could not see clearly what was inside.

The black-haired young man picked up the suitcase, took out a stack of gold pounds from his coat pocket, placed it under the sofa, and then stood up.

This series of actions made the Nighthawks temporarily suppress their previous speculations. Judging from the behavior of the black-haired young man, he might have had a shameful deal with Baron Edgar.

Dunn and Cecima wanted to follow and investigate, when they suddenly felt a hand grab their arms and a "5" was written on them.

They couldn't see each other when they were invisible, and invisibility only affected their visual sense, not their hearing and touch, so Dina could only use this method to convey information to them, meaning that the invisibility effect would only last for five minutes.

After the young man left the office, a white crystal pendulum floated in the air, quietly and steadily hanging in the air. After a while, it began to rotate slowly clockwise.

"It's a Beyonder," Dina's gentle voice sounded, "Low Sequence."

Dunn then whispered, "I'll go catch him."

Cesimar lowered his head and thought for a moment. He couldn't see Dunn anymore, so he said to the air, "My spirit will follow you."

"Thank you."

As the voice fell, Cesi Ma felt a gust of wind passing in front of her. It must be Dunn passing by her.

……

Outside the Eastney Company, Ruirui's brown eyes stared at Baron Edgar's office, then she turned and jumped off the branch to find the girl who didn't know what was going on.

Sherman sneaked downstairs to the office building as usual, and was about to climb the wall when he heard a rustling sound coming from the bushes.

Discovered?

Sherman was startled and immediately looked towards the bush.

A black cat came out and she whispered, "Don't talk and hide."

Sherman didn't know what was going on. After thinking for a second, he squatted down and hid in the grass with the black cat.

(End of this chapter)