Lord of the Mysteries

Wendel wasn’t unfamiliar with murder at all. When he heard that, he wasn’t afraid at all. Instead, he calmly allowed his gaze to wander past the woman at the door and into the room’s interior.

He immediately saw a man lying on the ground. His chest was blood-red.

“Are you sure he’s dead?” Wendel asked calmly.

The young lady in her twenties was at a loss at first. Then, she answered with uncertainty, “Maybe… I don’t know…”

“If there’s still hope, we need to send him to the hospital immediately.” Wendel’s tone was like he was speaking to a patient’s family, not a murderer.

The lady holding the blood dagger subconsciously turned her body and made way.

Wendel took a few steps forward and approached the victim.

He didn’t need to squat down. He swept his gaze and made a judgment based on various signs.

“He is indeed dead.”

The woman in her twenties with messy, flaxen-colored hair didn’t show any obvious change in expression. She looked down at her toes and said, “Call the police.”

“How do I address you?” Wendel had already heard hurried footsteps coming from the stairs.

It was obvious that the attendant or hotel owner came up to check on the commotion after hearing the screams.

“Tracey…” the pure lady with an attitude answered softly.

She then sank into her own world and didn’t say another word.

Wendel was just about to say something when the owner of the hotel who had helped him check in previously had already rushed through the door.

“Goddess!” the elderly man shouted after seeing the situation in the room.

Wendel pressed down with his right hand, gesturing for him to calm down before saying, “Call the police immediately. I’ll stay here and watch.”

His temperament and words exuded a sense of confidence that convinced others. The owner of the hotel didn’t waste any time and immediately turned around and ran downstairs.

As for Wendel, when he first came over to check on the situation, it was just a habit as a gentleman. In fact, he didn’t have the intention to get involved in it. After all, he was still shouldering the mission. However, Miss Tracey’s dazed, detached, and cold attitude induced a sense of pity in him. This was a normal reaction for a man.

He surveyed the area as though he was conversing with the air.

“Killing someone doesn’t imply a harsh punishment. It can be categorized into many kinds of situations.”

Tracey slowly raised her head and cast her gaze at the gentleman.

an indescribable luster in her

glanced at her

“He hit you?”

seemed to have some sort of authority, making Tracey, who wanted to remain silent,

at the dagger that was no longer

who brought it here,

response was a little slow

had an intense argument before it happened and that there was a fight. Clearly, men naturally possess an advantage in this

relationship between

darted about and she recovered a little from that deep, reclusive

question as she said with a

a self-deprecating smile appeared on Tracey’s

money. Not long after I left the grammar school,

me stay there. I wait

inferiority complex grew. I wanted to return everything to him and get rid of him completely, but he wasn’t agreeable. He threatened

leave him, and that was death. Then, he beat me

said, “The traces at the scene have also confirmed the

deceased were husband and wife, but to his surprise, their relationship

nodded blankly and

“Thank you.”

another word. She only broke the silence when the police arrived. She raised her hands

her staggered pace and said to the police, “Bring her to

they had to listen to instructions from a witness. In short, they led

was a woman, Wendel and two police officers waited

passed, Wendel saw a pregnant woman being sent to the delivery room in a

a while, he heard the sound of a baby crying, an announcement of a new life coming to this world. At this moment,

Life’s beauty,” Wendel said to Tracey

listened to the baby’s cries amidst the howling wind and rain, her

already been wiped clean, making her look

Tracey returned to her senses and nodded at Wendel before saying,

she was no longer as numb, blank,

and followed

and prepared to take a rental carriage back to

of the stormy night, there were no pedestrians

opened the umbrella he had

memory, in the mystical sense, of the route

strong winds continued to sweep past Wendel, causing rain to fall on

caused Wendel to raise his right hand and block his

document was hidden on the inside of the

sleeping, not allowing it to be separated from him. For this reason,

saw the Irises Hotel. At that moment, his top hat and clothes were drenched due to the