Mystery: The Lamp God’s Path To Freedom

This is Carlson, a member of Backlund's Heart of Machinery team. Although he looks young, he has joined Heart of Machinery for several years. He is currently an archaeologist of Sequence Eight.

The other two members only have Sequence Nine, one is a generalist, and the other is a secret explorer.

Since the police officer's report contained only female corpses, notes, dogs, cats, and Extraordinary people, Mechanic Heart only regarded this incident as an ordinary Extraordinary event, and only sent three low-level team members to investigate.

Standing in front of the door, Carlson first took out the sealed item he was carrying, a warm feeling rose from the bottom of his heart, the three of them felt courage at the same time, and the power of purification was permeating around their bodies.

Carlson carefully opened the door and saw a tidy living room, the only incongruous thing was the corpse lying on the ground.

The windows in the room were bright and clean, and there was no trace of evil power left.

The three of Carlson first checked the corpse, and found that the corpse was intact, which was a bit weird. The abdomen of the female corpse was sunken strangely, as if it was empty inside, unable to support the skin of the abdomen.

Then they went to the coffee table and looked at the note paper in the description.

Sequence Six!

The three of Carlson's eyes widened, and they couldn't help touching the sealed artifact and the extraordinary pistol in their arms.

Why didn't the police say that this woman's death involved a Sequence Six Extraordinary? These cops have rusty bearings in their brains and they deserve a major overhaul!

"What should I do, Carlson?" the knowledgeable team member asked dryly.

"Don't panic, don't panic..." Carlson held tightly the temporarily applied Sun Domain Sealed Artifact, and said not very confidently, "There is no evil power left in this room, otherwise 3-1576 will react."

"What is the Criminal Pathway Sequence Six?" The other spy teammates were still calm.

"I don't know either." Carlson responded sullenly, "The deacon should know."

The three fell silent. After a while, Carlson plucked up his courage, stepped forward, and picked up the message paper. He didn't feel any strange or evil power left. This paper was as ordinary as this room.

Carlson calmed down and said to his teammates, "Use ritual magic to divination the cause of death of the owner of the room."

Then he said to his teammates, "Let's check the room again and see if there is any gain."

The three of them were busy all the way, but got nothing.

"Go back and report to Deacon Ikanser."

Carlson took the message paper, walked out of the room with two companions, and installed the broken lock back. Although the door lock lost its original function due to the damage of the door panel, Carlson still couldn't understand a man who needed to be repaired. And reset components appeared before his eyes.

Before leaving, the three of them took out the special police cordon to protect the scene and surrounded the door to prevent other residents in the building from entering the room with the damaged door lock out of curiosity or greed.

The three hurried to St. Hirland Church, the headquarters of the God of Steam and Machinery in the Backlund Diocese in St. George's District, and found Deacon Ikanser Bernard at the base of the church.

Ikanser was combing his disheveled hair in front of the mirror.

When not on duty, Ikanser would spend a lot of time wrestling with his stubborn hair, trying to tame it, whether he was on vacation at home or on duty underground in the church. But as a deacon who frequently uses Sealed Artifact 2-111, his hair is always as stubborn as if it had been washed by explosives.

Carlson described the situation at the scene and the results of the ritual magic in detail, and handed over a message paper. Ikanser took it and looked at it for a while, pondered for a while, and said, "I'll take 2-111 and go with you to investigate the scene. one time."

Leading Ikanser, Carlson and the others returned to the room where the female corpse was.

Ikanser checked again. The appraiser's ability allowed him to be very sure that there were no dangerous Extraordinary factors at the scene.

As a Craftsman Path Extraordinary who is not good at divination, psychics, and demystification, he had no choice but to take out the Sealed Artifact 2-111 from his pocket with a sad face, and An ancient silver mirror with strange patterns.

Taking a deep breath, Ikanser stretched out his hand and stroked the surface of the silver mirror three times with a look of generosity to die, and then asked:

"Dear Arrods, my question is, what happened in this room last night involving extraordinary factors?"

The surface of the silver mirror ripples like the surface of water, showing scenes of beating scenes.

A huge black canine creature jumped at the thin woman. The woman's expression was terrified, her mouth was opened wide, and her scream seemed to be able to reveal the picture and reach the ears of everyone in front of the mirror.

The woman was thrown to the ground, the giant black dog raised its front paws, a cold light flashed, and a hideous gash was cut open from top to bottom in the woman's abdomen. The giant dog directly opened the wound, half tore the internal organs out of the body, then lowered its head and chewed. The blood gurgled out, and the woman had already died of anger.

The picture flashed, and the giant black dog was suddenly stopped in place, and then its body mutated, its shape swelled, its fleshy wings spread, flames rose, and curved horns grew out.

The screen shook again, the giant black dog disappeared, and the ground was covered with a black mud-like disgusting liquid flowing around. Then the mud stopped wriggling, and black mist drifted out, and began to shrink.

The screen was about to switch again, but suddenly it froze for a moment. It seemed that the mirror also needed to think about how the next screen should be presented.

Immediately after the picture appeared, the room was like a strong wind passing through, and countless fragments of objects were blown up and rolled up. Whether it was damaged objects or the ravaged female corpse, they were completely restored like a magic trick.

In the end, the coffee table in the living room appeared in the picture, a piece of letter paper flew to the surface of the coffee table, and a teacup voluntarily pressed onto it.

All the pictures faded quickly, leaving only a blank space, and then a line of bright red words was outlined:

"According to the principle of reciprocity..."

Ikanser swallowed unconsciously, waiting for the verdict to come.

"When you're in bed with the one you love, do you prefer to be on top or bottom?"

As if he had just eaten a large bowl of Feneport plateau chili, Ikanser felt that he was burning from head to toe.

"Under...underneath."

Ikanser finally spoke, and Carlson and the others heard the answer even though the voice was very low. The awkward atmosphere made people feel that the air was freezing.

After a while, Ikanser adjusted his mood and said calmly:

"Arrods only showed the murderer who killed the lady. But obviously, there was a third party present. He killed the Sequence Six devil dog, and dealt with the scene, leaving a note."

Ikanser analyzed the results, and the awkward atmosphere gradually eased.

"My question included the one who left the note, the black cat sheriff, but Arrods completely bypassed it and didn't show it, which shows that this person may have super anti-divination ability, at least half-god It's also possible that this person has obtained a secret asylum, I think we should report this to the archbishop, and perhaps report this to the Church of the Evernight Goddess."

"Maybe, we can ask Arrods again, just ask the identity of the person who left the note." Carlson eagerly suggested.

Ikanser showed disapproval.

"To be on the safe side, let's report to the archbishop first."

"What about the owner of the demon dog mentioned in the note? We can ask about his situation." Carlson still didn't give up.

"The owner of a Sequence Six Extraordinary creature is at worst a Sequence Five, which is already the strongest below a high Sequence. We can't take risks and go back to the church first."

Ikanser firmly believed and never asked the second question.

"Inform the police department, treat it as an accidental death, and say it is a robbery and homicide."