Mystery: The Stars Returner

Docklands, Sunrise Workhouse.

Professor Folan stayed in the house where Professor Wayne lived the night before he disappeared, and there were two police officers nearby who were investigating various suspicious places.

"Teacher, where are you? Are you kidding me, or are you really missing?" Lecturer Foulun was worried.

He only received news from the police on the second day after the teacher disappeared. It was said that someone from the workhouse went to the police station to call the police, and then the police notified him.

After receiving the news, he rushed to the workhouse quickly. After fully understanding the information the police had, he quickly sent a letter to Mr. Hastur on the third day.

As a lawyer, he often interacts with the police. He knows that in cases such as disappearances, if the missing person is not found within five days, it is basically a disaster.

Now, there are only two days left before the five-day time limit, and I hope it's not too late.

The sun was setting in the distance, and darkness began to cover the entire workhouse.

Several police officers responsible for the case left two police officers to investigate in the workhouse, while the other officers went back to rest first.

At night, the night breeze was slightly cool. Lecturer Fulun stayed alone in his room, locked the door, and did not dare to go out at will, for fear that he would suddenly disappear accidentally.

Boom!Boom!Boom!

There was a knock on the door, and Lecturer Foulun in the room immediately stood up from the bed, clutching a silver-plated cane, staring in the direction of the door with caution and panic.

Trying to calm down, he said with a trembling tone: "Who, who is outside?"

Boom boom boom!

The other party didn't speak, and there were three more knocks on the door, making Lecturer Foulun tremble and uneasy again.

He was even more afraid to open the door.

When he wanted to call out, someone outside said: "Lecturer Foulun, it's me, open the door."

Is this voice Mr. Hastur?

Lecturer Foulun's tense spirit relaxed, he took two rough breaths and hurriedly opened the door.

Outside the door, besides Mr. Hastur, there was another person, a man with a pale face and cold eyes.

"Mr. Hastur, you are finally here!"

Lecturer Foulun was about to cry with joy. Being here alone was simply torture.

"Waiting for a friend, so I came a little late."

"Ahem, everything happens for a reason."

Maric looked away in embarrassment. He came two hours later than the expected rendezvous time.

"Come in first and we'll talk after we close the door."

Lecturer Foulun stepped aside and waited for Hastur and Maric to come in before closing and locking the door.

Hasta sat on the edge of the bed and said solemnly: "I have obtained the basic information from the police. I would like to know if Professor Wayne has mentioned anything to you in advance?"

"Five days ago, when my teacher and I were discussing the law at home, he once said that he wanted to come to the Sunrise Almshouse to take a look and see if everything here was developing in a good direction under the leadership of Vice President Bard. .”

"Only in this way?"

Hastur frowned slightly.

"The teacher is a very decisive person. The next day, he came here alone. He even wrote me a letter that night."

"Here's the letter, show it to me."

"Here I was carrying it with me and not telling anyone else."

Lecturer Foulun carefully took out the letter paper folded into small squares from his coat pocket.

Hasta took it and spread out the letter. Maric came over and started reading.

"Follen, my good student, I am now writing to you in the room of the Sunrise Workhouse, by the dim light.

A lot has changed here. Vice Dean Bard, who was successfully elected as the dean, is very good to the children here. Both the food and clothing are much better than before.

My arrival was warmly welcomed by Dean Bard, who took me to visit many places. Everything seemed to be developing in a good direction.

But I felt deeply uneasy. It was too quiet here. The natural and innocent smiles on the children's faces gradually lost their natural and innocent smiles. The look in their eyes made me feel scared.

The eyes were so calm and indifferent, as if they could see through everything, and as if there was another mature soul inside the body. In short, those eyes should not be the eyes of a child!

I began to realize that there might be something weird here, and I also thought about pretending that nothing happened and leaving as soon as daybreak.

Folan, my good student, but you should know my character, I will not leave easily, even if it may require fighting.

Well, what I'm saying is that if, if the situation changes, you should ask Hastur for help. He should know how to solve the problem. "

Hastur finished reading it and re-read it twice to avoid missing any important content.

The anomaly mentioned by Professor Wayne in the letter had already been speculated by Hastur last time, but this time it was only confirmed.

What puzzles Hasta more is that Vice Dean Bard, who should now be called Dean Bard, seems to have no problem with his performance.

Even this time when Professor Wayne disappeared, he was the one who reported it to the police.

"Tsk, this teacher of yours is really reckless. The weirdness that can affect an entire workhouse. How can he, an old professor who studies knowledge, possibly solve it?"

Hasta deeply believed what Maric said. If it were him, he would never let things develop to this point.

If you know something is weird, of course you should leave here first and then find a solution instead of directly disappearing yourself.

Professor Wayne is definitely a master at committing suicide!

Hasta put away other thoughts and asked, "You stayed here last night. Did you hear any bells ringing at night?"

"Yes!" Lecturer Foulun looked shocked and hurriedly lowered his voice: "It's still about that time!"

"Didn't you take a sneak peek?"

"No, I don't dare to take risks casually."

Lecturer Foulun shook his head and sighed. He didn't dare to fall asleep last night, especially after hearing the sound of the bell.

"Jingle bell?"

Maric became interested, and Hasta asked Lecturer Foulen to explain it to him. He took out his pocket watch and checked the time.

It's still relatively early now, 8:43, which is still a long time before the bell sounds.

Perhaps we can no longer sit here and wait, but should take the initiative to investigate.

If Professor Wayne was simply imprisoned, where would he be?

In two days, the police should have searched the entire workhouse several times, but still found nothing.

Secret passages?

In the secret passage where Dean Dahn died?

Hastur thought carefully for a long time and finally made a decision.

"I may know where Professor Wayne is. Let's go out now."

"It's getting so late now?" Lecturer Foulun was frightened by Hasta's sudden decision.

"Well, it's hard to catch the ghosts hiding in the dark in broad daylight. They only come out at night."

"Do I need to call Dean Bard and the others?"

"No, just the three of us."