MTL - Lord of the Mysteries-Chapter 2 Happening

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Hey!

Zhou Mingrui was frightened by the scene in front of him. It seemed that he was not himself in the mirror, but a dry body.

How can a person with such a serious wound still be alive!

He couldn't believe that he had turned his head and checked the other side. Even if the distance was long and the light was blurred, the existence of the wound and the deep red blood could still be seen.

"This……"

Zhou Mingrui took a breath and tried to calm himself.

He reached out to the left chest and felt the heart beat vigorously and vigorously.

I touched the skin that was barely exposed, and the slight coldness covered it was a warm hooligan.

Going to the next step, after verifying that the knee can still bend, Zhou Mingrui stood up again, no longer so confused.

"What happened?" He frowned and tried to check the wound on his head again.

Going two steps forward, he suddenly stopped again, because the blood of the moon outside the window was relatively bleak, not enough to support the "serious inspection" of this matter.

A fragment of memory came out of stress, and Zhou Mingrui turned to look at the gray pipes on the wall next to the desk and the wall lamp surrounded by the metal grid.

This is the current mainstream gas lamp, the fireworks are stable, and the lighting effect is excellent.

Originally, the family situation of Klein Moretti, not to mention the gas lamp, even the kerosene lamp should not be expected, the use of candles is the performance and status, but four years ago, he stayed up late to study for the Hoy University entrance exam When struggling, my brother, Banson, thought that this was an important thing in the future of the family. Even if he borrowed money, he would create good conditions for him.

Of course, Banson, who has worked for several years in literacy, is definitely not a reckless, lacking means, and does not consider the consequences. He flirts with the reason that "the installation of gas pipelines is conducive to improving the grade of apartments and contributing to future rentals". Mr. Landlord paid for the basic transformation, and he took advantage of the convenience of the import and export company to get a new gas lamp that was close to the cost price. He used only savings before and after, and did not find someone to borrow money.

The debris flickered and Zhou Mingrui returned to the desk, opened the pipe valve, and twisted the gas light switch.

Hey, the sound of friction and ignition is ringing, but the light is not as expected as Zhou Mingrui expected.

Da da da! He twisted a few more times, but the gas lamp was still bleak.

"Well..." Retract the hand, hold down the left temple, and Zhou Mingrui extracts the memory fragments and looks for the cause.

After a few seconds, he turned his body and walked to the side of the gate, in front of the mechanical device that was also mounted on the wall, also with gray pipes.

This is a gas meter!

Looking at the bare gears and bearings, Zhou Mingrui pulled out a coin from his trouser pocket.

It has a dark yellow color and a glittering copper plaque. The front is engraved with a man's head wearing a crown. The wheat behind it is surrounded by the word "1".

Zhou Mingrui knows that this is the most basic currency of the Kingdom of Lun, called the copper penny. The actual purchasing power of 1 pence is roughly equivalent to three or four dollars before the crossing. The coin has a value of 5 pence, half a penny and a quarter. There are three types of pennies, but they are still not fine enough. In daily life, it is still necessary to buy items from time to time.

After turning the copper penny issued by King George III in his hand at the fingertips, Zhou Mingrui glared at it and stuffed it into the slender "mouth" of the gas meter.

Dangdang!

As the penny fell inside the meter, the sound of the gears of the clicks sounded, playing a short and wonderful mechanical melody.

Zhou Mingrui gazed for a few seconds, then returned to the original wood-colored desk and reached out to twist the gas light switch.

Hey, hey!

A cluster of flames ignited and quickly became bigger. The bright light first occupied the interior of the wall lamp, and then passed through the transparent glass, which gave the room a warm color.

The darkness suddenly shrunk away, and the blush exited the window. Zhou Mingrui was inexplicably relieved and walked quickly to the front of the mirror.

This time, he carefully examined the position of the temple and did not let go of the details.

After several comparisons, he found that apart from the initial blood stains, the wounds of the cockroaches did not flow out of the liquid, as if they had the best hemostasis and dressing, and the slow-moving gray brain and the wounds that grow at the visible speed of the naked eye indicate The arrival of healing may be thirty or forty minutes, maybe two or three hours, where there will be only shallow traces.

"The therapeutic effect of crossing?" Zhou Mingrui curled up the right corner of his mouth and whispered silently.

Then, he took a long breath, no matter what, at least he was a living person!

Set the mind, he pulled the drawer, took out a small piece of soap, took one of the worn towels hanging from the cupboard, and then opened the door to the common bathroom of the second floor tenant.

Well, the blood on the head has to be dealt with, so that it is always the appearance of a crime scene. It doesn't matter if you scare yourself. If you scare the younger sister Melissa who gets up early tomorrow, then things will not end well!

The corridor outside the door was dark, and only the blushing moonlight from the end of the window barely outlined the outline of the things, making them look like a pair of monster eyes watching the living in the dark.

Zhou Mingrui took a light footstep and went to the bathroom with a horrible battle.

Into the inside, the moonlight is more prosperous, everything is clear, Zhou Mingrui stood in front of the washstand, unscrewed the tap.

Hey, the sound of water, he thought of the landlord Mr. Frank.

Because the water fee is included in the rent, the top hat, the inner vest, the black dress, the short and thin Mr. always actively patrol the bathroom and eavesdrop on the sound of the water flowing inside.

If the movement is louder, then Mr. Francis will disregard the gentleman's grace, fiercely waving his cane, hitting the door of the bathroom, and shouting "damn thief!" "Waste is a shameful thing!" "I remember You are!" "Let me see it again, take your dirty luggage and get out!" "Believe me, this is the most cost-effective apartment in the city of Tingen. You can no longer find a landlord who is more generous than me. It!"

Regaining my thoughts, Zhou Mingrui wets the towel and cleans the blood on his face, over and over again.

Waiting to pass through the dilapidated mirror in the bathroom, confirming that only the wounds and pale face left, Zhou Mingrui relaxed a lot, then took off the linen shirt and used the soap to stain the blood.

At this time, his brow wrinkled, remembering that there might be other troubles:

The wounds are exaggerated and the blood is numerous. In addition to the body, there should be traces in the room!

After a few minutes, Zhou Mingrui handled the linen shirt and took a wet towel and walked back home. He wiped the blood fingerprint on the desk and then relied on the light of the gas lamp to find other residues.

When he looked for it, he immediately found a lot of splashed blood spots on the floor and at the bottom of the desk, while the left hand wall had a yellow bullet.

"...Use the left wheel to hold the temple and fire a shot?" The front and back clues ran through, and Zhou Mingrui probably understood Klein's death.

He did not rush to verify, but first seriously wiped out the blood marks, dealt with the "live", then took the warhead, returned to the desk, turned the pistol wheel to the left, and poured out the bullet inside.

Hey, a total of five bullets, a shell, all flowing with brass luster.

"Sure enough..." Zhou Mingrui looked at the empty shell and slammed the bullet into the slewing wheel, and nodded slightly.

He moved his eyes to the left and looked at the phrase "All people will die, including me" written on the notebook, and more doubts emerged in his heart.

Where did the gun come from?

Suicide, or disguised as suicide?

What can a graduate of a history department born in a civilian population get?

How did this suicide method leave this blood mark? Is it because I am in time to bring my own cure benefits?

For a moment, Zhou Mingrui put on another linen shirt and sat down on the chair to think about something more important.

Klein’s experience is not the focus of his concern at present. The real problem is to figure out why it will pass, can you wear it back!

Parents, relatives, buddies, friends, colorful online world, all kinds of food... This is the urgency to go back!

Hey, hey, hey... Zhou Mingrui’s right hand unconsciously pulled out the pistol runner and gathered it back, again and again.

"Well, this time is not much different from the past. It is a bit unlucky. How can it be inexplicable?"

"Unlucky... Yes, I made a transshipment ceremony before dinner this evening!"

A flash of lightning crossed Zhou Mingrui's mind, illuminating the memory he was covered by the fog.

As a qualified keyboard politician, keyboard historian, keyboard economist, keyboard biologist, and keyboard folklorist, he has always called "all understand a little". Of course, the buddies often ridicule that "everything is only Understand a little."

One side is one of them.

I went back to my hometown last year and found a line of vertical editions of the "Qin Han Mi Chuan Fang Ji Ji" on the old book stand. I looked very interesting and thought it would help to force it online. So I bought it back. Unfortunately, my interest came quickly. Going fast, the vertical version makes people feel bad, and they only turned over the beginning, and they threw the book into the corner.

Waiting until the last month of continuous unlucky, lost mobile phones, customers running, work mistakes, bad things are coming, only to remember that there is a transshipment ceremony at the beginning of the "party surgery minutes", and the requirements are extremely simple, without any foundation:

Just take four copies of the staple food in your area and put them in the four corners of the room. This can be on the table, on the cupboard, etc., then stand in the center of the room and walk out of a square counterclockwise in four steps. The first step is to meditate. Fusheng Xuanhuang Xianzun, the second step is to meditate on "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianjun". The third step is to meditate on "Fusheng Xuanhuang God". The fourth step is to meditate on "Fusheng Xuanhuang Tianzun". After the walk, close your eyes and wait for five minutes. The ceremony is successful.

Holding the mentality of not buying money anyway, I flipped out the book and did it before dinner, but, however, nothing happened at that time.

Who knows, in the middle of the night, I actually crossed!

Crossed!

"There may be that transshipment ceremony... Well, I will try it here tomorrow. If it is because of it, then I have hope to wear it back!" Zhou Mingrui stopped the action of shaking the revolver and slammed straight. body.

Anyway, try it yourself!

Dead horses also have to be a living horse doctor!

PS: Tomorrow's three more, make up a chapter on the book's owe (manual funny), the first one tonight, 12:30, second, and 7:00, third.