Escape from the world [Cthulhu]

"The servants of the Tibetan family said that the master was unwell and could not see guests." An Xian said, "I thought it was an excuse, but after returning to the shrine, I asked the priestess and found out that the master's health has not been good. Things like this behind closed doors to thank guests happen a lot.”

"However, on the way back, we came across a roadside stall selling food." An Lan added, "The elder sister of the stall owner said that she could provide some help...but what she meant was asking for money."

Yan An didn't care too much about this: "If it can be solved with money, it would be a good thing."

Seeing the silly children looking at Yan An, Chu Lishu couldn't help laughing out, "You don't think everyone will tell you the truth, do you?"

"Is it the kind of behavior that the witch said would cover up the wicked?" He Ying recalled what the witch said before, "According to normal speaking, the servants in the master's house should know what happened to the master's house best. .”

"But they still have to keep their jobs, so they won't casually talk about their own or other people's affairs." Yan An said, "From this point of view, the two clues you found today are very useful."

Lian Yu looked at He Ying and asked, "Do you think witches are trustworthy?"

"I tend to believe that she can be trusted." He Ying replied, "If she really knows something inside or wants to cover up someone, it's better not to tell about the black cat in the first place."

"Then let's try to see if we can bring the witch to the Zangyuan family together." Yan An said, "Just in the name of visiting the sick, we can take the nun there to pray for the sick."

The night gradually deepened, and the investigators fell asleep after making plans.

He Ying's [Inspiration] check/exit: 70/18 difficulty success

Chu Lishu [Inspiration] Check/Exit: 65/35 success

Yan'an [Inspiration] check/exit: 70/36 success

Lianyu [Inspiration] check/exit: 70/17 difficult success

An Xian [Inspiration] test/out of the eye: 85/2 big success

An Lan's [Inspiration] Check/Exit: 65/40 success

Investigators saw a girl holding a wooden doll in her dream. She was wearing white single clothes, walking barefoot on the road, and her leg seemed to be injured.

An Xian heard her whisper, with a faint cry in her voice: "I beg you, save Nami, Nami is in pain... Lord God, Nami is in pain..."

But what was strange was that she kept her back to them and did not turn around.

An Xian tried to call her to stop, but an invisible force restrained herself.

At this time, the opal in her breast pocket was slightly warmed, and she felt that the power that imprisoned herself had disappeared, so she called out: "Nami!"

The little girl stopped in her tracks, as if she wanted to turn around, but she stopped: "...Master God?"

"Little sister, are you Nami?" An Xian asked.

The little girl nodded.

"Did something happen to you?" An Xian tried to make her voice softer, "Maybe I can help you."

"Nami... Nami is in pain..." The little girl cried again, "Master God, save Nami..."

"Nami, can you tell me who hurt you?"

"Yes..." Nami's voice paused for a while, and then she said to herself, "Who is he? Father?...No, it's the master? But they said it was father..."

She finally turned her head around, revealing a pale face, looking at An Xian with her black eyes without pupils: "My lord, who is he?"

An Xian [Will] check/exit: 45/53 failed

[san] 1D3 out eye: 3 (current sanity value: 47)

An Xian opened her eyes suddenly, and woke up from the dream profusely sweating.

The sky outside has turned pale, but his teammates are still asleep.

She quietly left the bed, put on a coat, and planned to go out for a walk, but was caught by a hand.

Looking at that hand, An Lan opened her eyes without any sleepiness: "Sister, where are you going?"

"Just go for a walk." An Xian patted the back of her hand, signaling her to let go, "I'll be back in a while."

"That's what you said last time." An Lan sat up, "I'll go with you."

An Xian had no choice but to take the clothes from Zhong Dai's housekeeper and put them on An Lan: "At this time, it should be cold outside, you should wear some clothes."

The two sisters came out of the bedroom lightly.

The morning mist is thick, and when it sticks to the leaves, it forms water droplets little by little, and people who pass by will be wet by them.

An Xian took An Lan to walk around the limited area of ​​the shrine twice, and finally stopped under the cherry tree.

At this time, it was the flowering period, and Kazuki's flowers were in full bloom.

Stopping under the tree, An Lan spoke first: "Did you also dream about Nami?"

An Xian nodded.

An Lan said again: "Although she didn't say anything and only had a back view, I still think she is Nami. Maybe this is my intuition."

"Did she...didn't talk to you?" An Xian looked at An Lan and asked.

"No, I want to call her, but I can't make a sound," An Lan shook her head, and then said, "I see the injuries all over the child... I don't know what happened to her, it's really distressing."

"Are you going to avenge her?"

An Lan thought for a while: "At least find out the truth. After all, I'm a police | The responsibility of the police is to return justice to every victim."

"Good boy." An Xian patted her on the head. The conversation should have stopped here, but today she continued to ask, "What are you going to do after you find the murderer?"

"Send him to the official... let the law judge him."

"But this world is different from ours. For these landlords, they are the law... You see, Boss Yan just said yesterday that if they are evil people, then everyone here will protect them."

"Then I'll take that person to a place where the law can judge them." An Lan said without thinking, "This world is so big, there will always be a place where the wicked can be punished. If it doesn't work here, I'll go somewhere else. If the place to go is not good, go to the next place, there is always a place to go.”

An Xian hugged her in her arms: "An Lan, you are a good boy, I hope you can always stick to the right things."

Just as the sky was getting brighter, a few people hurried past the torii gate, washed their hands in Temizuya, and then ran quickly to the shrine maiden's residence.

They knocked on the door eagerly: "Master Miko! It's not good! Master Moriyama...Master Moriyama has passed away!"

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