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.

indescribable luster

glanced at her

“He hit you?”

of authority, making Tracey, who wanted to remain silent, finally

the dagger that was no longer dripping

you who brought

was a little

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

is the relationship

she recovered a little from that

a look of hope and sorrow, “I

this, a self-deprecating smile appeared on Tracey’s

money. Not long after

let me stay there. I wait for his arrival or for him to

this lifestyle, feeling increasingly suppressed as my inferiority complex grew. I wanted to return everything to him and get rid of him completely, but he wasn’t agreeable. He threatened me using all sorts of methods and refused to let me leave him. The recent

he said that there was only one way to leave him, and that was death. Then, he beat me up and took out a dagger. Y-you know what happened

cast a regretful and pitiful glance at Tracey’s face and said, “The traces at the scene have

and wife, but to his surprise, their

blankly

“Thank you.”

only broke the silence when

her to check on her injuries first

In short, they led Tracey and Wendel to

was a woman, Wendel and two police officers waited

Wendel saw a pregnant woman being sent to the delivery room in a hurry. There seemed to be

the sound of a baby crying, an announcement of a new life coming to this world. At this moment, Tracey happened to

it? Life’s beauty,”

amidst the howling wind and

had already been wiped clean, making

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

longer as numb, blank, and

followed her to the police

side and prepared to take a rental carriage back to

middle of the stormy night, there were no pedestrians or

opened the umbrella he had brought with him and made his

the route he

storm had already reduced significantly. However, the strong winds continued to sweep past Wendel,

caused Wendel to raise his right

was hidden on the

the document close to him even when he was sleeping, not allowing it to be separated from him. For this reason, he had already developed a habit. As long as he had the corresponding self-reminders,

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