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Chapter 49: The Hunting Dog's Warning

The carriage wheels turned, hitting the uneven ground.

Joel glanced at Li En sitting directly across from him and said, "Don't be nervous. If Lynch really is the murderer, all you have to do is help me control him."

"Understood."

Although Li En wasn't nervous, she still nodded in response.

Soon, the carriage arrived at the door of Lin Qi's house.

Joel pushed open the carriage door and stepped off the carriage.

To avoid being noticed by Lynch, Joel changed into casual clothes before going out.

Wearing a dark coat, thick trousers, and city shoes suitable for brisk walking on cobblestone streets, if Lee hadn't known Joel's identity beforehand, he probably wouldn't have thought the man in front of him was the Scotland Yard sheriff.

At this point, Joel was less like a sheriff and more like a law-abiding middle-class gentleman.

Arriving at Lin Qi's house, we found that Lin Qi lived in an inconspicuous row house. The house was simple, compact, and very low-key, with dark brown bricks bearing the color of coal smoke and damp weather.

Joel reached out and gently knocked on the wooden door.

Dengdengdeng-

There was no response from behind the door.

Joel knocked on the door again and called out, "Mr. Tobin Lynch, are you home? It's Joel Greg. I heard you were sick, so I came to check on you."

There was still no response from behind the door.

Joel and Lee exchanged a glance.

"Perhaps he's not home?"

Li En murmured softly as she reached out and grabbed the doorknob.

Click—

The door opened.

There is no lock.

Joel's eyes sharpened instantly. He pulled a flintlock pistol from his dark wool coat, placed his hand on the door, and carefully pushed it open.

squeak-

The door opened, and a dark, narrow corridor came into view, the smells of coal smoke, dampness, and cold air hitting their faces.

But Li En could sense that another smell was lingering aimlessly in the house.

Joel made a shushing gesture, then pointed to the entryway.

A pair of muddy leather shoes sat by the door, the mud still wet, clearly having been taken off recently.

This means that Lynch is currently in this house!

Proceeding cautiously, Joel, true to his professionalism as a sheriff, was extremely careful throughout the entire process, making not a single sound.

Li En activated his investigator's perspective, observing the flow of spiritual energy in the air, and discovered that the vast majority of the spiritual energy was flowing towards the second floor of the townhouse.

What's on the second floor?

"Mr. Greg, remember my words," Li En suddenly lowered his voice and said to Joel, "No matter what happens, don't start a fire, understand?"

Although Joel didn't understand why, he believed that Lee wouldn't say anything meaningless at a time like this.

Seeing Joel nod, Lee stepped onto the stairs leading to the second floor.

The stair railing was smooth and rounded, but it felt strange to the touch.

Even the steps were like that, as if someone had poured a basin of water on them, making them damp and wet, as if they had just been pulled out of the sea.

Lowering his voice, Li En quickly went up to the second floor of the townhouse.

Almost all the doors to the rooms on the second floor were closed, except for one room whose door was open.

Li En stepped forward.

In terms of the layout of the house, this is a study.

The bookshelves against the wall are filled with all kinds of books, and every single one of them comes from the same publisher.

John Murray Publishing.

Li En was very familiar with this publishing house. It was this publishing house that published the book of unknown authorship, "Cosmic Isomorphism, Gnostic Genesis and Late Classical Interpretation in Hermetic Texts".

Strangely, although every book in the study came from the same publisher, none of them had anything to do with the occult.

They are either classic masterpieces or secular reading materials, and some even have little to do with theology.

Was Tobin Lynch such a book lover?

Besides the bookshelf, there was another very strange thing in the room.

It was a shrine pieced together from a few simple wooden planks, with whale oil lamps emitting light placed on either side of it.

The study had no windows on any side, relying entirely on a few whale oil lamps for dim lighting.

The top of the shrine was enclosed by a large area of dark purple cloth, and the light from the whale oil lamp shone on its surface. The reflected light gave off a faint blue hue in the air.

In the center of the shrine, a book is enshrined.

The book cover has an eerie dark color, with golden patterns running across it, but no title is displayed.

It lay there quietly, as if waiting for someone to turn it over.

"What...is this?"

Li En's investigator's perspective is locked on the book cover in front of him. Countless spirits linger around the book, wanting to get closer, but are separated by some mysterious force.

This is definitely some kind of unusual object, a book belonging to the mystical realm!

Li En took out the silver candlestick from his pocket, placed three candles made of spermaceti oil on it, and lit them one by one.

The gentle candlelight flickered, dispelling the pale blue glow reflected from the deep purple curtains.

By candlelight, Li En looked at the book.

call--

Before my gaze could settle on the book, the flame of the silver candlestick was scattered by a non-existent breeze.

There is only one thing that can do this: the hound that acts as a rational hunter!

Li En kept the collar with him, so the hunting dog followed him. It must have realized something when it blew out the candle.

This book is dangerous!

If you rashly try to peek into the book beyond the material world through the "window" of the material world and through fate, you may encounter unimaginable dangers!

Li En took a deep breath.

Just as the energy reached its peak, a strange collision sound came from behind the shrine.

Li En looked in the direction of the sound and saw a disheveled man crawling out from behind the shrine.

His eyes were bloodshot, and his stubble covered his lips, making him look like he hadn't groomed himself in a long time.

His clothes were also in disarray, with his jacket layered inside his shirt, completely out of order, making him look more like a mentally ill person whose mind had been coerced to the extreme.

Lee En didn't recognize the man, but the tag on his head confirmed his identity.

Name: Tobin Lynch

[Replicable Tag: Paranoia]

[Effect: When you do what you believe is right, your resistance to anomalies and the effects of fate will increase by 50%]

He is Tobin Lynch, the copycat criminal Scotland Yard is looking to arrest!

But at that very moment, new characters appeared in Li En's vision.

[Path combinations matching specific tags have been detected]

Phase One: Guardians

[Required tags: Materialist Warrior Lv3, Loyal Dog Lv2, Paranoid Lv3]

[Effect: Can rewrite the future of someone you care about to some extent]

Li En's eyes widened in shock.

found it!