Lord of the Mysteries

Chapter 947

Backlund, East Borough, in a two-room apartment.

A few policemen in black-and-white checkered uniforms opened the door and entered. All of them reached out to cover their mouths.

There was a strong stench of blood inside!

“Officer, I’ve no idea what happened. Other tenants said that it seems like there’s plenty of blood here that they can even smell it from next door.” The landlord with a silk top hat looked around in fear, unwilling to stay in the room for another second.

A black-haired, blue-eyed police officer with an inspector epaulet waved his hand and said, “Wait by the door. We still have questions for you.”

As he spoke, he wore his white gloves and cast his gaze towards the wooden door of the bedroom.

However, he wasn’t in a rush to enter. He slowly surveyed the area and visually took in the surroundings-a pile of coal, a cupboard with cutlery and food, a small stove, a cleanly washed iron pot, a somewhat greasy table, two collapsed circular stools, two slanted chairs, a few glass bottles with unknown powders, and a stack of scattered tarot cards.

“A mysticism enthusiast with an ordinary financial situation?” The black-haired, blue-eyed inspector nodded gently as he made a judgment. Then, he signaled for a subordinate to open the bedroom door.

With a creak, a stronger smell of blood gushed out.

The constable who opened the door looked in and let out a short exclamation as he repeatedly retreated.

The inspector frowned. He pressed the retreating constable’s shoulders, circled around him, and approached the bedroom.

When he swept his gaze, his expression immediately changed.

In the bedroom, on a wooden bed, there was a man lying there. His hands were tied to the bedpost.

He was naked with deep and shallow marks on his body. His blood had long been drained, dyeing the bedsheet and blanket beside him dark red.

On a cursory glance, the deceased had apparently been bound by metal wire, cutting into his skin and flesh, right into his bones.

This scene still affected the policemen who had seen many murder scenes. Furthermore, it had a diabolical feeling like it was a ritual.

As the inspector was about to say something, two people rushed into the room. One of them attempted to take photos while the other bombarded him with questions.

“Another murder case?

murder cases in

you think it’s

blue-eyed inspector frowned

we

the constable from before, “Khazix, please escort the two reporters away. Tell them

the crime scene, the inspector

the newspapers

Borough, the opulent villa of Earl

The victim is suspected to have been abused before being killed…” Having had dinner, Audrey was in the activity

hearing his daughter’s soft muttering, Earl Hall shook his

Borough. The statistics show that there are people dying every day in there. It’s far from one

matter. After a casual chat with her parents and brother, she returned to her room with

door as a guard while Audrey locked the door. She sat by her bed

she saw a dark red

fog, coming

room to the side. The mottled door

However, this doesn’t match Mr. World’s character. Did something happen to his state of mind? In thought, Audrey

that he had fully recovered. To her surprise, she received a request from him for

puzzled as she felt a

room, Audrey leaned against the wall that obviously had another person behind it. Her body slowly

adjusted her state of mind and said

as she said that, Audrey’s spiritual intuition already knew the situation with his Body of

Mr. World’s current problem is completely different from the last one… What happened this time? Audrey

of a Psychiatrist. In

behind the wall scattered significantly. Gehrman Sparrow finally hoarsely said, “Good evening, Miss

maintained her brisk tone and said, “I’m very curious about your recent

anything else. Let’s have a chat first, just like we’re

also willing to share

a moment. Without answering the question, he asked, “What hopes do

to the side as she replied seriously, “To advance myself, to work hard to become a demigod so as

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