The Mysterious King

Chapter 12 Visiting Again

The knowledge of the original owner of the body is not high, but it is also not low. The interview will be held the day after tomorrow, so there is no time to make up for it

And he was also involved in strange and terrifying events, how could he have the heart to "learn"

After a few perfunctory sentences, Klein began to pretend to read. Melissa moved a chair and sat next to her, doing her homework.

The atmosphere was peaceful and peaceful. Towards eleven o'clock, siblings said good night to each other and went to bed separately.

Dong!

Dong Dong!

A knock on the door rang, and Klein woke up from his dream

He glanced at the dawn outside the window and sat up with his head slightly blurred:

Who is it

What time is it all? Why didn't Melissa wake me up?

Me, Dunn Smith, "replied a calm male voice outside the door.

Dunn Smith? Unknown Klein shook his head and got out of bed, walking towards the door.

He opened the door and saw the police officer with gray eyes.

Did something happen? "Klein asked warily

The Grey Eyed Officer replied with a serious expression:

We have found a coachman who confirms that you went to Mr. Welch's residence on the day of his and Ms. Naya's deaths, and it was Mr. Welch who helped you pay for the carriage

Klein was stunned for a moment, without any fear or guilt that the lie had been exposed.

Because he was not lying at all, he felt that the evidence provided by Grey Eyed Officer Dunn Smith did not meet his expectations.

On the day of February 2, the original owner did go to Welch's residence, and killed himself on the night of his return, just like Welch and Naya!

Klein opened his mouth and said with a bitter smile:

This is not strong enough evidence to directly prove that I am related to the deaths of Welch and Naya. To be honest, I also want to know the story and understand the experiences of my two poor friends. However, I really can't remember. I almost completely forgot what I did on the 2nd, and you may not believe it. It was only through my own notes that I reluctantly guessed that I might have been to Welch's residence on the 2nd

The psychological quality is good, "said Officer Dunn Smith

You should be able to hear my sincerity, "Klein looked into the other person's eyes.

What I said is all the truth, of course, only a part of the truth!

Dunn Smith did not respond immediately, but glanced around the room before slowly saying:

Mr. Welch has lost a revolver. I think I should be able to find him here, right, Mr. Klein

Sure enough, Klein finally figured out the origin of the revolver, and his mind twirled like lightning, making an instant decision.

He half raised his hands, stepped back step by step, and then pointed his chin towards the high and low bed path:

On the back of the bed board

He didn't specifically mention the lower one, because normal people would not hide things on the back of the upper bed board, which would let visitors see at a glance.

Grey eyed Officer Dunn didn't move forward and twitched his lips, saying:

Is there anything to add?

Klein answered without hesitation:

Yes

The night before yesterday, I woke up in the middle of the night and found myself lying on my desk, with a revolver next to me and bullets at the foot of the wall. It looked like I had gone through a suicide attempt, but perhaps I had no experience, had never used a pistol, or was scared at the last moment. Anyway, the bullets didn't have the expected effect, my head was still intact, and I have lived to this day

Since then, I have forgotten some memories, including what I did and saw at Welch's residence on the 2nd. I didn't lie, I really don't remember

In order to clear the suspicion and solve the bizarre incident that entangled him, Klein almost said everything, except for the crossing and "gathering".

In addition, he has modified his wording to make every sentence stand the test, such as not saying that the bullet did not hit the head, only mentioning that the expected effect was not achieved, and the head remained intact afterwards.

In the ears of others, these two almost express the same meaning, but in reality they are completely different.

Grey eyed Officer Deng En'an listened attentively and spoke slowly:

This is very consistent with my speculation about the development and the hidden logic of similar events before. Of course, I don't know how you survived

Believe me, I don't know how I survived, "Klein breathed a sigh of relief.

But... "Dunn threw a turning point," I believe it's useless. You have high suspicions now, and you must confirm through 'experts' that you have truly forgotten the encounter, or that it did not directly lead to the deaths of Mr. Welch and Ms. Naya

He coughed and his expression became serious:

Mr. Klein, please cooperate with the investigation and come back to the police station with us. This will take about two to three days, if you really have no problems

Has the expert arrived? "Klein asked in a daze.

Didn't you say two days?

She was earlier than we expected, "Dunn leaned over and gestured for Klein to leave.

I want to leave a note, "Klein requested.

Benson is still on a business trip, and Melissa has gone to school. She can only leave a message to tell them about something related to Welch, telling them not to worry.

Dunn nodded nonchalantly:

No problem

Klein returned to his desk and began to think about the next thing as he found paper to write on.

To be honest, he really doesn't want to see that expert, after all, he still has a bigger secret hidden within himself.

However, without weapons, combat skills, and extraordinary strength, I am no match for a professional police officer, let alone several subordinates of Dunn standing outside the door.

They drew their guns and shot in unison, and they died themselves!

Let nature take its course, "Klein left a note, took the key, and followed Dunn out of the room.

In the dim corridor, four black and white police officers lined up on both sides, very alert.

Klein followed Dunn, stepping down the wooden stairs, step by step, and occasionally heard creaking sounds.

There is a four wheeled single horse carriage parked outside the apartment, with a police system sign engraved on the side of the carriage that reads "double swords crossed, surrounded by a crown". The surroundings are as lively and crowded as before every morning.

Go up, "Dunn gestured to Klein first.

Klein was about to take a step when suddenly an oyster vendor caught a customer and accused them of being a thief.

The two sides engaged in a scuffle, which startled the horses and immediately caused chaos around them.

Opportunity!

Klein didn't have time to think much and suddenly bent forward, breaking into the crowd.

Either pushing or dodging, he ran frantically towards the other end of the street.

In the current situation, in order to avoid "meeting" experts, one can only go to the dock outside the city, take a boat down the Tasoc River, and escape to the capital city of Beckland for easy hiding.

Of course, you can also pick up the steam train and head east to the nearest port of Enmat, take the sea route to Pulitzer, and then head to Beckland.

Not long after, Klein ran to the corner and turned into Iron Cross Street, where several employable carriages were parked.

Go to the dock outside the city, "Klein propped up his hand and jumped onto one of the cars.

He had a clear idea that he should deliberately mislead the chasing police and wait for the carriage to leave a distance before jumping off!

Okay, "the driver pulled up the reins.

Da Da Da, the carriage drove away from Iron Cross Street.

Just as Klein was about to jump out of the car, he suddenly realized that the carriage had turned to another road, not the one leading out of the city!

Where are you going? "Klein hesitated for a moment and blurted out a question.

Go to Welch's residence, "replied the coachman in a tone that did not fluctuate.

What? In Klein's astonishment, the coachman turned around, revealing deep and indifferent gray eyes, as if it were Officer Dunn Smith!

You! "Klein was inexplicably frightened, feeling a sudden whirl, and the whole person suddenly sat up.

Klein looked left and right in confusion and found that the red moon was in full bloom outside the window, and the room was covered in "light gauze".

He reached out and touched his forehead, moist and cold, covered in cold sweat, feeling the same behind his back.

I had a nightmare, "Klein slowly exhaled." It's okay, it's okay

He felt quite awake in his dreams and able to think calmly, which was quite strange.

After a slight relaxation, Klein picked up his pocket watch and glanced at it. He found that it was only around two o'clock in the night, so he quietly got out of bed and planned to go to the public bathroom to wash his face, while also solving the problem of his swollen lower abdomen.

Turning the door open, he arrived at the dim hallway, walking lightly towards the public bathroom in the faint and indistinguishable moonlight.

Suddenly, he saw a figure standing in front of the window at the end of the corridor.

The figure was wearing a black trench coat that was shorter than the robe and longer than the formal attire,

The figure half merged into the darkness, bathed in the cold crimson moonlight.

The figure slowly turned around, with deep, gray, and indifferent eyes.

Dunn Smith!