Chapter 7 Randall House
Mick Randall, thirty-eight years old, single.
Living in the mansion with more than a dozen servants.
This is the information transferred from the Hall of Order by Kuai Ma, with a resume as clean as a newborn baby.
Officer Angell tore up his meaningless resume, kicked open the courtyard gate, and led the team in.
The closer he got to the mansion, the more obvious the sense of depression in Lin Qi's heart became.
You don’t even need to ask witnesses to understand that this is the mysterious atmosphere perceived by inspiration, so obvious that it is far stronger than the feeling of looking at photos.
[Yes, Awakened One, you have sensed the mysterious filth, at least in two places. 】
Huh? Two strange objects? Or at least?
[The rest also come from mysterious filth, but they are not necessarily strange objects. 】
Understood, can I know what it is?
I don’t know if it was an illusion, but Lin Qi felt that the gentle voice paused for half a second, and then answered as always:
[The distance is close enough to distinguish. 】
It seems you can’t be too greedy, thank you.
Thinking to himself, a group of people in blue uniforms around him had already rushed in, but there was no movement in the mansion.
None of the servants he was supposed to meet showed up, only the lights and shadows in the mansion remained.
The police officer Natalie beside her looked normal. She was wearing a trench coat and top hat, holding a sword. Her steps were firm and steady.
"Is it okay if they follow in?" Lynch asked softly.
"Just looking directly or touching briefly does not constitute establishing a relationship. On the contrary, it will not be affected. I will not let them die." Officer Natalie shook her head and said, "But the atmosphere here is obviously not right. If it really happens after a while, If an accident occurs, please pay attention to your own safety. Also, as an ordinary person, you must not run around."
Lin Qi nodded, probably guessing that this was the reason why this lady was quite unfriendly at the beginning tonight. Although he had been tricked like this, he didn't ask any questions and just followed the police officer closely.
The door of the mansion was actually open, and the lights were brightly lit inside.
A thin man wearing a black formal suit stood in the middle of the hall opposite the door, with his hands stretched out in a welcoming gesture.
Mick Randall.
Lin Qi narrowed his eyes, and his eyes were already fixed on Randall from a few meters away.
He was the one who almost let himself die again.
Rage surged in his heart, and Lynch wanted to rush over and punch this fair face, but now he could only take deep breaths to control his intense emotions.
“Welcome.”
Randall took off his hat and bowed, smiling as usual:
"Mr. Leviev, I'm glad to see you again. I thought we could meet again in Latis' kitchen."
< br>"It's not too late to meet again, Mr. Randall." Lynch slowly loosened his clenched fists, took off his hat and bowed, saying as calmly as possible, "At least we have stood before the end of the countdown. Here it is, even if it takes some detours, it’s worth it.”
"It's a bit late, haha." Randall smiled and made an invitation gesture toward the stairs behind him, "Then please come in. I have prepared high-quality black tea for you two as a farewell to Mr. Leviv. I hope you two can appreciate it.”
“I’m not in the mood for tea, especially with you.” Officer Natalie walked towards the gate with her sword expressionlessly, “In the mansion. Where are the servants? "
"It's so late, of course they have rested, their work is over."
The policewoman's face darkened, and she estimated that the servants would probably end up like Granville, and she whispered gloomily:
"Hand over the statue, and I can save you from the death penalty."
Randall spread his hands: "Mr. Leviv testified, I have no chance to see any statues, hahaha."
"So..."
Just when Lynch thought Ms. Natalie was going to say something, the police officer's figure suddenly activated and appeared in front of Randall in an instant, punching him hard. on the face.
Poof, the fist penetrated Randall's head directly, but it was like penetrating a phantom.
Holographic projection? Lin Qi was shocked and held back the low cry that reached his lips.
The punch was followed by a knee strike, but the effect was the same, going straight through Randall's body.
“Rough, too rough.”
Randall smiled and dusted his clothes, shook his head and said:
"Your Excellency, police officer, it is not appropriate to treat a law-abiding citizen of the kingdom like this."
"Breaking one's own magic Physical effect? Good." Officer Natalie looked at Randall, took a deep breath to calm down, and pointed into the mansion, "Search for the statue."
A dozen people in blue uniforms immediately swarmed behind him, bypassing Randall in front of the door and rushing in.
Randall did not stop him at all. He stood beside Officers Lynch and Natalie like a gentleman and said softly: "Officer, you don't want to continue trying?" "Huh, I'm not interested in wasting it. …”
Before he finished speaking, the boots had already swept over Randall's head, and his long legs swung in the air, making a sound of breaking through the air, but once again passed through Randall's smiling face.
"Haha, what a pity. If the police officer wants to continue trying, I will cooperate at any time." Randall was as diligent as a law-abiding citizen of the kingdom. "If they are tired, let them search slowly. I will Let the two of you rest in the living room, don’t worry, I’m very patient, please.”
Officer Natalie took a deep breath, calmed her heaving chest, put her right hand on the hilt of the sword, and leaned forward slightly. .
Randall patted his clothes, turned and walked towards the stairs without even looking at it.
The police officer's eyes turned cold. Just before she drew her sword, a hand suddenly held her wrist.
The fierce eyes turned to Lynch instantly, and the venom in his eyes made Lynch's heart beat violently, but he just stared at Officer Natalie and squeezed his hands hard: "Be patient for now. Look at the situation.”
"Humph."
The tense wrist softened, Officer Natalie flicked her long hair, and followed Randall to the second floor with a straight face.
Lin Qi immediately followed him, thinking to himself, with the distance between me and him now, if he was carrying a strange object, you should be able to tell the difference.
[It’s not me who can tell, it’s you, the awakened one. Your perception distance is about three meters. 】
So this inspiration is still mine, but you helped me strengthen it?
【Yes, everything is based on your own abilities. 】
I understand. Thanks to my traveling companion, it now proves that Officer Natalie made a mistake in judgment. I understand, and I will continue to rely on you in the future.
Going up to the second floor is the living room of the mansion. It is said to be a living room, but it is actually a large room with a wide view. On the far wall hangs a row of huge oil paintings, all of which are portraits. They should be Landau Ancestors of the Er family.
The decoration of the living room is quite luxurious, with valuable antiques placed on the cabinets and a brightly colored sofa placed in the middle of the living room.
"Please, both of you." Randall looked at the clock and said with a smile, "Oh, it's twenty-two o'clock, how long is it, Mr. Leviev?"
Lynch invited Natalie The police officer took his seat and then pulled up his sleeves, revealing his withered arms.
“One hour and fifty minutes...hiss~”
As soon as he lifted it up, Lynch's heart tightened. Ms. Natalie beside him also clenched her fists and her breathing became a little heavy.
The witheredness on the arms has spread to the armpits unknowingly, and is spreading towards the heart.
“So what I just said is that it’s a bit late, Mr. Leviv.” Randall chuckled, “Oh, I feel sorry for you just looking at it. Is there anything I can do to help you? Haha, just ask, I will try my best to fulfill your... last wish.”
Seeing the footsteps of death approaching quickly, Lynch looked gloomy, clutched the armrest of the sofa tightly, and said coldly, "Okay, take out the statue."
"Never do this again without evidence. It's nonsense, but you have no future, haha." Randall said with a smile, "You haven't completed my commission yet. Where did I get the statue?"
"Huh, I don't want to make it. A verbal spat, Mr. Randall, but I don't understand. I don't remember anything that offended you. Why was it specifically directed at me?"
"Huh? You are very sensitive, Mr. Leviev."
"Granwell's death note has my name on it, Mr. L." Lynch said solemnly, "The statue was specially given to My, those few people were just implicated in the process. It seems that I still have an hour or two at most, and you don't mind Officer Angel's attitude very much. As a gentleman, you shouldn't be satisfied. Is this the dying wish of a dying man?"
"To be honest, if possible, I don't want to involve you." Randall shook his head, "It's a pity that I can't help it. . This is necessary, and I will tell you the reason when I mourn you in the future.”
Lynch gritted his teeth and said, "Do you want me to go to the grave with doubts?"
"I'm sorry, but this is a predetermined result. You won't be able to find the statue. I have this confidence. So today Mr. Leviev, you are bound to die, and you, Mr. Sergeant, cannot bring charges against me because you cannot find any conclusive evidence. On the contrary, I will accuse you of your brutal behavior in the House of Commons. You should consider it when the time comes. How to explain it, hahaha."
Lin Qi said in a low voice: "So I can only wait to die?"
Before he finished speaking, a man in blue uniform hurried over and whispered something in Officer Natalie's ear.
The veins in Ms. Police officer’s hands that were holding the sofa were exposed. Obviously the search results were not ideal. She glanced at Lynch sympathetically and said in a deep voice: “Search again and find every corner. "
Randall spread his hands and said leisurely: "It seems that I don't need to say more about the answer. I just said that you can't find the statue. Don't worry, I will go to your tombstone. My condolences to you.”
"Thank you, but I prefer to do this myself." Lynch stared closely at Randall's smiling face and sneered softly, "Then answer me one last question."
"Yes, I am very generous."
"You are so sure that we will not be able to find the statue. Is it related to the existence of at least two strange objects in this building?" Lynch stared unblinkingly. Randall, "Can you explain, in addition to the strange object you use to protect yourself, the other filth from the mysterious strange object?"
Officer Natalie looked at Lynch with a strange expression, while Randall's smile stopped and he instinctively took a step back, looking at Lynch with a cold expression in surprise.
"Unfortunately, generous Mr. Randall, I have seen through your trick."
(End of this chapter)