Restarting the myth

Wayne caught the fallen maid and lifted her up horizontally. She was very light, maybe even less than 90 kilograms.

"Is it so easy to solve?"

Kerr looked at the maid Oga in surprise, and then looked at the mushroom bottle in his hand. He could no longer tell whether what the maid said was true or false.

"She didn't lie. It was Mrs. Dinah from ten years ago..."

Wayne carried Oga to the next room, turned on the light and put her on the sofa, and opened her eyelids with his fingertips to check for a while.

Kerr stood aside and watched, curiously: "What are you checking, who is she or a ghost?"

"I'm very sure she is a human, but there are some other souls in her body."

And there is more than one!

The more Wayne checked, the more surprised he was. Oga's thinking was very confused. There was more than one soul dormant in her body. Except for her own relatively intact soul, the other souls could only be described as fragments.

Like Mrs. Dinah who just showed up, she was a soul that was close to drying up.

A candle in the wind can die at any time.

These souls absorb the spirit and energy, and usually attach themselves to the maid's body like parasites, and have a serious impact on the maid's mental thinking.

During the day, the maid may be herself, but it is hard to say at night. She can be Mrs. Dinah or someone else...

Wayne explained the results of his examination, and Kerr suddenly realized: "No wonder her personality is so changeable and she has sleepwalking. So this is the case."

Wayne nodded: "Her condition is likely caused by magic. Mr. Bart is not an ordinary person. He should be a magician."

Of course, another possibility is not ruled out.

Aojia has a rare magical physique.

Wayne had heard from the teacher Yujie that there are many strange physiques in the magic world, all kinds of them, and Veronica's dragon blood is one of them.

Magic physiques are good and bad. Not all physiques bring amplification like dragon blood. Some mutated physiques are more like curses. Without treatment and guidance, they die before adulthood.

By the way, Wayne's pure magic power is regarded by Sphy as a mutant, a person chosen by God, a rare one among God's followers.

Planck has a higher evaluation of Wayne. Wayne can perfectly match every kind of divine power. This performance is unprecedented. Rather than saying that his physique is mutated, it is better to say that he is atavism.

Planck believes that Wayne has awakened the blood of the original body at the beginning of mythology. He is a descendant of God and the first ancestor.

Magic physique is very complicated. There are innate and acquired ones. Wayne does not know where Oga's physique comes from. He can only analyze that because of her special physique, her body can accommodate more souls.

This may be a new discovery in the magic world. As the first discoverer, Wayne has the right to name it and gave it a resounding name-bus physique.

"Do you want to continue?"

Wayne stood up and said to Kerr: "This family is more complicated than I thought. If the missing Myron Bart is a magician, it is possible that one of the family members is also a magician. Your investigation of feeding mushrooms one by one will definitely be exposed. If you can't finish it, your life may be in danger."

Kerr pondered for a moment and decided to continue: "The puzzle has just begun. As a detective, I can't give up at this time. I hate giving up halfway more than danger."

Wayne thought so too. This question is so interesting.

He was very curious why Myron Bart let the substitute commit suicide, and he disappeared without a trace, hiding, or lurking. Other family members may be able to give the answer.

The two looked at each other and thought of their clients at the same time. Mrs. Marina and eldest son Hayden invited detectives from London to investigate one month after the suicide case.

It means that both of them knew that Bart was not dead. They searched for a month without any results, so they entrusted the detective to let professionals handle it.

"Kerr, do you know the lady's room?"

"Of course, but let me be frank. We are professional detectives. Don't put the mushrooms in the wrong place when you feed them later."

"..."

This terrible dirty joke makes me feel like I'm being pushed back!

Kerr may not be a serious person, but as a detective, his craftsmanship is undoubtedly qualified. With a small wire, he easily opened the door of Mrs. Marina's room.

Wayne just watched from the side. Kerr was responsible for the charge, and he was the rear guard. In the case of not knowing who the magician was, this division of labor made it easier for him to collect Kerr's body.

The result was not very good, and it was a waste.

Mrs. Marina's bedroom was empty. The two checked it and did not find any secret passages in the house.

Then it was the eldest son Hayden and the second son Steward. These two were pure idiots. After eating a mouthful of mushrooms that were so delicious that they had hallucinations, they confessed everything.

The two young masters of the family were not aware of the family truth. They naively believed that their father was really dead, and they stayed at the ancestral house just to divide the family property.

The difference is that the eldest young master still had some brains. He thought that his father's death was strange and was very likely related to his beautiful stepmother. He spent a lot of money to hire a detective from the White Glove Association to investigate. If he was lucky, he could get the handle on his stepmother and inherit not only the family property but also the stepmother.

If the eldest young master still had some brains, the second young master was a typical stupid son of a landlord, with a simple mind and strong limbs, and he stayed at home just to inherit the inheritance.

This hit Wayne hard. When he learned that the second young master was a failed student, he was optimistic about this stock and thought that the second young master would defeat all competitors and finally win the silver bracelet.

The result is like this?

The fact was a slap in the face. Wayne had overthought and he also failed. The sports students who failed and the art students who failed were not at the same level at all.

…

The two came to the door of the last family member, the third daughter Heidi, the eldest lady of the Bart family.

Kerr skillfully picked the door and slid the lock, followed closely by Wayne. As soon as he closed the door, he noticed something was wrong. As far as the smell was concerned, Mrs. Marina was also there.

He held Kerr's shoulders and made a few simple gestures, which came from the original body's muscle memory, indicating that there was more than one person in the back bedroom.

Kerr was a little surprised. He understood Wayne's gesture, picked out a mushroom, and affirmed the professionalism of his colleague.

Kerr: The detective profession is full of talents, but brother, you are no ordinary person either!

Wayne: Each other.

The two sneaked into the back room in the dark. The large bed in the center of the bedroom was classic and luxurious. The curtains were gorgeous and elegant, decorated with lace ribbons. The details were extremely complicated, and it was a standard Rococo decoration style.

With the moonlight outside the window, Wayne could clearly see the two ladies on the bed. Mrs. Marina had seen her during the day. The 1.8-meter-tall former professional model was currently curled up sideways in the arms of a woman.

The woman has fair skin, rosy lips and long wavy hair that is soft and shiny. She is wearing a long white dress and nightgown and is breathing steadily. Judging from his facial features, he is about the same age as Wayne, but he is mature and restrained, and has an elegant charm that far exceeds that of his peers.

Heidi Bart!

Kerr made a gesture, Wayne nodded, and they both showed their mushrooms and stretched toward the target.

Snap!

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Mrs. Marina raised her hand to brush away the fungus, her closed eyes suddenly opened, she put one hand on the bed, hit Kerr in the chest and abdomen with a side kick, and kicked the wretched mushroom man to the window.

Heidi woke up at the same time, kicked Wayne's neck with a sweep of her legs, and her nightgown slipped down, revealing a length of calf and unintelligible white socks.

Wayne raised his hand to clasp the attacking ankle, narrowed his eyes slightly, triggered a combo of moves, and used five fingers to use the move Shen Jian Tears.

The moment her fingers tightened, Heidi withdrew her legs like a fish, leaving only one sock for Wayne.

Heidi jumped up, her movements fast and sharp, which was dazzling in the slightly dim room. She grabbed Wayne's hands, stepped on the edge of the bed to use her strength, and hit him with a knee.

Wayne turned his head to avoid it, then clasped Heidi's wrists, pulled her into his arms, and landed a heavy headbutt.

With a bang, Heidi threw her head back and fell on the bed, her legs straightened, and she hissed and gasped.

"Fancy."

Wayne's life essence is filled up, and a large amount of earth elements are injected into it, which greatly strengthens his muscles and bones. One punch can make Willie cry for a long time.

Apart from Veronica, he really wasn't afraid of anyone. In his opinion, Heidi's offensive was just that, more than sharp, but not powerful enough.

On the other side, Kerr also ended the battle, groaning as he was stepped on by Lady Marina.

As a detective, you can't defeat your employer in a night attack. It's such a failure!

Wayne looked intently, and Marina also looked towards him and scolded him coldly: "Detective Wayne, I asked you to investigate the master's death, but you found the lady's bedroom?"

"Madam, you are joking. Mr. Bart's whereabouts are unknown, and you are a widow but you are hanging out with the lady. You two are too suspicious. I found this to be normal." Wayne scoffed.

"Do you think the judge will believe you?" Marina's face became even colder.

"I think the judge is more curious about the relationship between the madam and the young lady."

Wayne retorted without any sign of weakness: "I have already found out that Mr. Bart is not dead. The person who committed suicide with a gun was a substitute. You entrusted the White Glove Association to investigate his whereabouts. Even if you married Mr. Bart, it was another matter." For a purpose, your surname is Bart, you should call him uncle. "

Marina had a dark face and stepped hard, causing Kerr to scream.

Because it’s him, this is not a reward!

While Wayne was talking, he looked at Heidi on the bed out of the corner of his eye, trying to analyze whether she knew or not based on the changes in her expression. Unfortunately, Heidi was stunned by the headbutt. She raised her hands to cover her face and couldn't see clearly whether her expression changed.

"As expected of the elite detective of the White Glove Association, you found out so much in half a day..."

Marina looked gloomy: "But you have found the wrong person. My commission is to investigate the deceased who committed suicide, not me."

Kerr raised his hand slightly. The above content was found by him and had nothing to do with Wayne.

"Okay, Marina, Detective Wayne is very professional. There is no need for you to turn yourself into a suspect." Heidi shook her groggy head and sat up. The shoulder straps of her nightgown slipped off, revealing a section of her shoulders.

Wayne had just fallen victim to a honey trap recently and was very wary of women he had never met but who were willing to receive benefits. He frowned and took a step back: "It turns out that Miss Heidi knows the lady's identity very well, and the two of them are accomplices!"

"There were some plans, but there was no time to implement them."

Heidi rubbed her head and stood up, looking at the mushrooms that fell on the bed, her eyes flashed: "Two detectives, are you interested in hearing about the history of the Bart family?"

The camera turned to the sofa in the living room outside the bedroom.

Heidi was wearing a coat, her fair forehead was red and swollen, and she shook her head from time to time.

Marina is sitting next to her. The relationship between the two is very complicated. They are cousins, mother and daughter, or lovers. Marina, who looks cold, is the sitter, and Heidi, who is mature and reserved, is the main attacker.

Wayne and Kerr sat across from each other, the latter baring his teeth and clearly being beaten badly.

"Detective Wayne, the investigation commissioned before was just an assessment. My father Bart is indeed still alive. I wonder if you are still interested in continuing the investigation and finding out where he is hiding." Heidi said.

"What about me? I also passed the exam?" Kerr complained.

"I am not your client and have no right to ask, but if you are willing, I am happy for you to continue the investigation."

Heidi observed the two detectives and saw that they had no idea of ​​rejection. She smiled and said: "When it comes to my father's disappearance, I have to mention the Bart family's beliefs. According to family history, we were servants of the devil and believed in hell. The blood tyrant."

Blood faith!

The evil god from hell!

Wayne's expression remained unchanged as he thought of the MP from Lundan City, a monster bathed in a sea of ​​blood.

"No matter how it is whitewashed, the belief in hell is evil. The successive heads of the family know this very well, so after getting the first pot of gold, our Bart family gave up the belief in blood and instead bathed in the glory of the Father. Down."

Heidi continued: "Faith is a brand, a curse inherited in the blood. Every family head will hear the whispers of the evil god in the dead of night. They will dream of a hell of blood, and they will dream that they are played by the evil god and tortured. No one has ever lived long."

"Different from the self-perception of other family heads, my father is a complete bastard. He doesn't mind regaining his belief in blood. As long as he can make money, he is willing to make deals with the devil."

"Two years ago, his body was aging rapidly and his condition was getting worse day by day. He was afraid of death and thought of the devil in his dream, intending to trade with him in exchange for life."

As he spoke, Heidi's voice became gloomy: "My two brothers have been away from home for many years and rarely settled on Longxin Island, so he once discussed this matter with me. I didn't agree at the time. Maybe he could He gets a long life, but the descendants of the family will definitely pay for it."

"Later, my father's health gradually improved. He did not listen to the advice and made a deal with the devil. For the sake of the family, I decided to imprison him..."

"Before I did anything, he disappeared!"

Heidi looked at the two detectives: "It took me a long time to find him, so I had to ask the magic world for help. These two are magicians, right?"

"What an accurate vision!"

Kerr nodded and admitted with a bared teeth, Wayne said nothing.

"I'm an ordinary person who can't find my father's hiding place. You two are magicians and professional detectives. You can definitely gain something. I hope you can save the Bart family." Heidi solemnly issued a commission.

"No, the beliefs related to the devil are very troublesome. I suggest Heidi seek help from the Holy See. They are more professional in dealing with devils." Kerr suggested.

"Then the Bart family is finished..."

Heidi smiled bitterly and shook her head. Seeing that the two detectives were still hesitating, she said bluntly: "Don't worry, I only ask you to find your father's hiding place. I have no intention of letting you face the devil. I will deal with the aftermath on behalf of the Bart family with full authority."

"If that's the case..."

In the middle of Kerr's words, Wayne interrupted directly: "Miss Heidi, can you tell me what kind of deal Mr. Bart made with the devil?"

"My father didn't say much. The devil asked him to look for something."

"What?"

"The legacy of the dragon, the dragon's great secret treasure."