Chapter 135 Portrait of the Baron

"There's a problem there." Klein pointed to the step that separated the living room and the dining room, and said solemnly.

He has seen in the internal data of the Nighthawks that if similar situations appear in the inspiration, it often means that there are evil and filthy things hidden in the target location. If you are not sure, it is best not to try to touch it, otherwise it is easy to lose life—— —Sometimes, even just looking at it will cause irreversible damage.

Dunn followed and looked over. He was also highly inspired and immediately realized that something was wrong. He looked sideways at Klein and calmly ordered, "You can predict whether the exploration there will go well."

Before entering the castle, the captain didn't ask me to divination, so he was quite confident... This shows that he thinks that hidden things may be more dangerous than resentful souls... Klein nodded silently, put away the revolver, and handed the cane to Ferr who was next to him rai.

Then, he took off the citrine pendant in his cuff, held the silver chain with his left hand, and deliberated a suitable divination statement.

In an instant, his eyes turned dark, and there was an invisible breeze swirling around.

"Exploring the hidden places of the old castle will go well."

"Exploring the hidden places of the old castle will go well."

...

After reciting seven times, Klein's eyes returned to normal, and he saw the citrine pendant turning clockwise.

Although the magnitude is not large, it is indeed turning clockwise!

This means exploration will go smoothly.

Klein, who has become a true fortuneteller, immediately nodded to Dunn and Frye:

"The danger is within the scope of the solution, or it is not."

Dunn put the "Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem" on his left chest, stretched out his hand and pressed his silk top hat, and walked quickly to the step, looking for the mechanism familiarly.

After returning Frye's cane picked up by the iron gauntlet to Klein, he held the revolver and vigilantly guarded his surroundings, as if he was afraid that an enemy would suddenly appear.

I'm still not professional enough... In the field of Nighthawks... Klein braced himself, pulled out his revolver again, and followed suit.

After a few minutes, Dunn Smith, who was squatting down, pressed something, and there was a heavy sound of rattling on the steps.

There the floor was cracked,

The downward stairs were exposed, and the cold and dirty feeling filled the air, almost condensing into a solid body.

Dunn took a look, took off the sealed item "3-0782" on his chest, and threw it directly into the secret door.

After jumping a few times, the "Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem" stopped at some unknown location.

If there were undead creatures inside, they would definitely pick up "3-0782" and throw it back... That would be interesting... Klein stared at the stairs going down, and waited patiently.

The lingering coldness and filth quickly melted away like ice and snow meeting the sun, and warmth and purity enveloped the entrance of the secret door.

"Klein, the two of us go down, and Frye stays where he is, to prevent other enemies from destroying the mechanism." Dunn made a decision with experience.

"Okay." Klein didn't have any more stage fright. He took two steps forward and walked to Dunn's side. Frye nodded slightly, not letting down his guard.

Crack, crack, crack, Dunn took the lead down the stairs, and the sound of footsteps echoed silently.

He didn't prepare things such as lanterns or torches, because for the Extraordinary of the "Sleepless" sequence, darkness is not an obstacle, but a blessing.

In such an environment, their vision is not affected.

After going down a few steps, Dunn suddenly turned his head, looked at Klein and said, "I forgot that you don't have dark vision, I'm used to not preparing those lighting items..."

"...Captain, don't worry, I have spiritual vision." Klein realized that he wasn't surprised at all.

The handsome captain just now is really not normal!

In his vision, the darkness ahead was filled with gray, although it was very blurry, it was enough for him to barely see the stairs.

Well, the captain is very healthy and in good spirits... Klein stretched his feet carefully and walked down slowly.

This section of stairs is not long, and after descending 14 or 5 steps obliquely, it touches the ground.

The sealed item "3-0782" is lying here, exuding warmth, spreading purity, and shining a faint light.

With this light, Klein could see more clearly. He looked around and found that this was not a big basement. The original shade was gone, but the damp still remained.

In the center of the basement was a black coffin with dark red iron nails.

The lid of the coffin has been pushed out of a gap, and it can be seen that there are bones lying inside, headless bones.

Dunn looked around first before bending down to pick up the "Mutated Sun Sacred Emblem".

"Captain, this coffin, well, its function is to prevent the dead inside from becoming zombies or resentful spirits..."

Klein inspected the dark red iron nails on the black coffin, inspected their arrangement, and relied on his fairly good mystic knowledge to recognize that it was an ancient ritual, a ritual to prevent corpse transformation.

At the same time, he murmured in his heart: But, under normal circumstances, who would be wary of the death of their relatives? Uh, the people who help with the burial may not necessarily be relatives... Well, the coffin is placed in the basement instead of the tomb, because it is afraid of being discovered...

At this time, Dunn, who had put on the sealed item "3-0782", moved closer to the coffin, looked carefully for a while and said:

"The deceased should have died of poisoning."

"That is, the person who poisoned and killed him used ritual magic to prevent his corpse from retaliation... This should have happened 1,300 to 400 years ago? He turned into a resentful soul in the end... This idea is simply too much." Amazing!" Klein also walked to the coffin and said, "Where's his head? That ritual doesn't require cutting off the head..."

Dunn thought for a while and said:

"I have a speculation that this resentful spirit has not always existed, but only recently appeared. The small town is only a quarter of an hour's walk from the castle. The troublemakers of the past must have come here often, but before this incident, there was no castle. There are rumors of resentful spirits."

Klein nodded slightly and said:

"Captain, what do you mean, someone came here recently, opened the coffin, and took the head of the deceased?"

"Well, that ritual prevented the corpse from turning into a corpse, but it also locked its resentment in the coffin and kept it in a disguised form. When the coffin was opened and the ceremony was lifted, those resentments quickly turned into resentful souls with the help of their own iron gloves... "

"The person who opened the coffin did not leave a body behind. He is not an ordinary person...and what did he do with the head of the deceased?"

Dunn stared at the bone corpse in the coffin and said: "Resentment can last for so long. Apart from the reason of the ceremony, there should be the reason of the deceased himself. He may have been an Extraordinary before he was alive, or belong to at least two of the Extraordinary in the middle sequence. Descendants within a generation, well, I mean the middle sequence, sequence or sequence 5 in the previous definition."

"And such a corpse is always special. His head may, perhaps, be useful in certain ceremonies and certain occasions."

Speaking of this, Dunn paused and said: "What I said before is all conjecture, but part of it can be verified. Let's do a separate investigation in the town later to see who came to the castle when they were young and were treated here. Injured, um, if he is still alive, it proves that the Wraith did appear recently."

"A logical way of thinking." Klein praised, and searched the basement again, but found no other items.

He tried to use ritual magic to describe the "guest" who had entered the basement, but due to the interval of at least a month, and the resentful spirit lingered here for a long time, affecting the environment, no effective results were obtained.

He then replaced Frye for further examination by the cadaver expert.

Fifteen minutes later, when the sun was about to disappear on the horizon, Dunn and Fry returned to the castle hall along the stairs.

The former fumbled to close the secret door, while the latter briefly described:

"It was indeed a poisoning death, and the marks on the neck only appeared in the last three months."

This means that there is a high possibility that someone has been here... Klein nodded in thought.

Next, the three nighthawks rushed back to the small town of Ramud before dark, and booked two rooms in the hotel—the members who got the sealed item "3-0782" needed to take this dangerous item to the town outside the town. A place where people go for a walk and rotate every two hours, so only two guest rooms are needed.

After a simple dinner, Klein, Dunn, and Frye immediately went to various parts of the town to ask the residents who have lived here for a long time.

In similar scenarios, police documents are extremely useful.

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"Officer, why are you asking about this matter? I remember when I was a child, I often went to that abandoned castle... Injured? There must be, how could the child not fall or something, I remember, um, I was injured by the ancient castle. The sharp stones on the outer wall of the castle have been scratched..." A man in his forties with soft yellow hair looked at Klein suspiciously and answered the question honestly.

This was the fourteenth person Klein questioned, and two of them clearly remembered being injured in the castle when they were young.

The captain's guess is correct... Klein made a judgment, retracted the certificate, and said with a smile:

"Thank you for your cooperation, I have no problem." ..

He was about to leave without a cane. The man in his forties rolled his eyes and said, "Officer, are you interested in that old castle? My house has a portrait of the first baron of the old castle. It belonged to my grandfather." Grandfather's grandfather...well, it was a long time ago, he took an oil painting from the castle, which is said to be the portrait of the first Baron Ramud."

"Do you want it? This is a real antique!"

If it was a real antique, your family would have sold it long ago... This guy is so courageous that even the police dare to lie to him. Do you want to scare him with a gun later? Klein slandered a few words, and said with the mentality of looking at it without spending money:

"Who knows if it is really an antique, I trust my vision and judgment."

"You take it out and let me see."

The middle-aged man with yellow hair immediately put on a smile, returned to the house, and searched for a while.

After a while, he came out with an oil painting in his arms.

Klein casually scanned the portrait on the oil painting, and saw that the first baron wearing a white curly wig had soft features, bronze skin, and indescribable vicissitudes hidden in his eyes.

This looks like Mr. Ards! Klein's eyes suddenly widened, and he subconsciously looked at the right earlobe of the so-called first baron.

Then, he saw an inconspicuous mole nearby.

This is exactly the same position as the black mole of Teacher Azik!