Shadow Apostle

Full of mystery and religious description.

In fact, it's just a crack in the door.

The door of the Viscount's house was of very good quality, and there was a thick carpet under the door, with almost no gaps exposed.

But this room is locked.

Where there is a lock, there is a keyhole.

And the locks in this world are far less refined than those in the hometown era.

Light can easily pass through the keyhole.

Miss Burnt held a piece of hair and carefully moved it to the front of the lock.

The hair casts a thin shadow and extends into the room along the door lock.

Horst was right next to Jessica, the two were almost close to each other, and each other's breathing could be heard clearly.

Seeing the shadow of hair passing through the keyhole, Horst tilted his head and smiled at Jessica.

He raised two fingers and touched the side brim of his hat as a farewell gesture.

Taking advantage of the situation, he put his finger on the shadow on the edge of the door lock.

"see you later."

With the words still ringing in her ears, Horst's body suddenly became insubstantial and disappeared in front of Jessica's eyes in an instant.

Jessica didn't know why, but she had seen him retreating into the shadows yesterday.

But at this moment, my heart suddenly stopped.

He pinched his hair tightly with both hands, not daring to move.

But the next moment, Horst's voice was heard from inside the door.

"Huh?"

There was a rustling sound behind the door, and then the pink door opened quietly.

Jessica felt excited that she had done something bad. She looked around excitedly to make sure there was no one around, then quickly dodged and got into Minnie's room.

It's getting late.

The room was dark, but I could barely see.

It's just a normal luxury suite.

Outside is the living room and servants' room, inside is the master's bedroom.

It was tidied up and there was nothing wrong at all.

But when Jessica turned her head, she saw Horst playing with a key.

"I wanted to open the door and found that it was a lock with keys on both sides, and then I saw the key hanging on the door."

Horst hung up the key again:

"If the maid takes the young master away for a short stay, it stands to reason that she should bring the key with her."

"Not necessarily." Jessica whispered, "A key can't explain anything."

"really."

Taking advantage of the dim light of the evening, Horst and Jessica quickly walked around the room.

A very cozy room.

Especially the children's room inside is full of furry dolls, which looks full of childlike fun.

Horst frowned slightly, looked around the room, quickly walked into the cloakroom of the master room, and opened the closets inside one by one.

All kinds of girls' clothes are hung in the cabinet, ranging from suits, shoes and hats to underwear, filling several walls of the wardrobe.

Although he felt that Miss Berndt looked at him like she was looking at a pervert, Horst still bit the bullet and looked through the closet carefully.

After flipping through everything, Horst turned to look at Jessica without saying a word, her eyes were distracted, and she was in a daze.

"What's wrong, Mr. Horst?" Jessica asked softly, "Something's wrong?"

"I don't understand the habits of noble ladies, so I can only ask you to analyze it for me, Miss Jessica. The waiter just now said that Miss Minnie has been out for several days, but how come her daily clothes here have not been significantly reduced? Woolen cloth?"

"Um?"

"I used to watch dramas, oh, I mean watching dramas in theaters, and I often saw noble ladies like this. If they go out for a short stay, even if it's just for a few days, they would bring dozens of sets of clothes with them, and they usually bring the ones they like more. , this kind of clothes should be placed on the surface of the wardrobe. Or does she have other special places to store clothes? "

Jessica's expression became serious: "I have a few, but she is just eight years old, so there shouldn't be any. Besides, I was a little strange when you opened the cabinet just now. I didn't even notice it unless you told me."

As she said that, she followed Horst's example and quickly opened several wardrobes.

"Even if there are other cloakrooms, these commonly used clothes shouldn't be so full. Logically speaking, you should take away a lot, unless..."

"Unless she didn't leave at all." Horst added, "It's just that Viscount Star didn't want her to see other people, including the servants in the palace, so he hid her."

Why?

The two looked at each other with an ominous premonition in their hearts.

"And those toys of hers..."

Horst exited the closet and looked around the bedroom carefully.

The room is arranged in a coordinated manner, and it doesn't look like some of the toys were temporarily taken away.

"This child does like to hold stuffed toys. The last time I saw her, she seemed to be carrying a toy. I remember it was the little bear."

Horst glanced around and saw that it was a brown bear half the size of a child, placed beside the bed in the bedroom.

"How come there are still toys made with the image of a brown bear?"

Horst muttered and walked over, took a closer look, and then picked up the teddy bear through his gloves.

"who."

As soon as he picked up the toy, Horst's head shot up.

He heard rustling noises above his head.

There was a solid roof above the head, which was white and flat, with nothing strange at all, as if the sound was just Horst's illusion.

But Jessica was also looking towards the roof.

"There was indeed a sound." Jessica said with certainty, "It seems to have gone far away."

Horst asked: "Where should it be up there?"

"Normally speaking, it is the pipe layer. The gas, steam and water pipes are all laid on it. There should be some gears and drives, and then they are sealed with wooden boards or stone slabs." Jessica frowned, "He ran from here. …Could it be a mouse?”

"hiss……"

"how?"

"The foreman said this afternoon that there are a lot of rats around those cloaked monsters." Horst stared at the ceiling and said, "But if it is the pipeline layer, can even rats run so smoothly?"

"Wait, I get it." Jessica's eyes lit up, "I'll look for it, I'll look for it."

She was seen repeatedly going in and out of the two rooms with her head raised, almost bumping into the furniture several times, and finally her voice came from the cloakroom.

"Mr. Horst, come quickly, it turns out to be here."

Horst rushed over to take a look and saw Jessica looking up at the roof, holding a lever under the dressing mirror.

"It's stuck."

There was the sound of gears turning overhead, and then the roof flipped downwards, revealing a dark rectangular hole.

A staircase extends from the flipped-down roof, leading all the way to the ground.

"Attic, I almost forgot just now. Their mansion only has two floors, and the top is the attic on the roof. If the thing just now is really related to the mystery, then he is probably hiding in the attic."

"I'll go first."

Horst took out the Flame of Light, held down the skull and lit it gently, cut off the flame and threw it over his head. Then he held the cane in his left hand, ready to draw the sword at any time, and carefully climbed up the stairs.

Behind her, Miss Berndt took a nervous breath, held the special folding fan, took two quick steps closer to the aperture of the bright flame, and followed her into the dark attic.

The flame was bright and floated over Horst's head like a will-o'-the-wisp, drifting forward with him.

For a moment Miss Burnt even thought he was more frightening than the darkness.

But she followed closely, blending into the darkness of the attic.

There were a lot of clutter in the attic, and there was a door leading outside.

Even if there was a flame, the surroundings were dark, and only the outlines of the debris could be seen vaguely.

Horst and Jessica walked one behind the other, trudging between the debris.

After taking a few steps, Jessica noticed that Horst had stopped.

She asked Horst with her eyes. Horst said nothing, but pointed to a corner filled with debris.

Jessica looked over, then took a deep breath and held her breath.

There was a huge rat huddled there.

It is the size of a pet dog, and its gray body is covered with short, thick bristles.

"ah."

Jessica let out a short scream, but immediately pressed her hand tightly to her mouth, swallowed the scream, and then squeezed out a sound from between her fingers.

"You, look, it, it, it's face."

When Horst saw clearly, his body subconsciously leaned back.

The giant rat turned slightly, revealing its head.

The body of a mouse has the face of a human.

The face of a little girl.

The facial expressions are lifelike.

The mouse was staring at the two of them with human eyes.

"Big brother, sister Jessica, are you here to catch me too?"

Don't ask me why the human-faced mouse got mixed up with Tsathogua, just ask me how it was performed. I am not a Cthulhu fundamentalist, that is, I do not abide by the R'lyeh Protocol, nor will I completely restore the original work. I will definitely make a lot of interpretations. For example, the tentacles of Sheep Mother and Xiuji are actually nothing alike, but I will say that they are similar. If anyone refutes, I will tell them that I just ate about twenty tentacles for dinner last night. Can I admit my mistake?

In addition, I hid until five o'clock in the afternoon.

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