Chapter 175: The Hall of Depression
In a clearing surrounded by black mist.
The flame of the lamp flickered and flickered in the eyes of the people.
At this moment, Ronald, who was speechless, sat upright in his chair, and behind him was the black fog that was constantly churning and surging.
In the eyes of the guards of the manor.
Compared with the appearance of their own binding, there is a decisive gap in the status of the two sides.
It doesn't take too many words to describe it.
permeates every corner of the surroundings
Ronald is now the devil who decides the life and death of everyone.
- This is a situation that was completely unimaginable before.
Although I had heard that this man was a 'powerful spellcaster'.
But I never thought that the other party's spell would be so powerful.
The standing combat strength of the real twelve people was easily taken down by the other party!
In other words.
If Ronald was hired by the enemies of the [Ginkgo Biloba Business Alliance], none of them would be able to stop the other party's attack, and the collapse of the exhibition would be like the other party coming here to walk around one night.
From their point of view, even the elite investigators of the Bureau of Investigation are afraid that few people can do this.
It's outrageous!
There were no Brenwich natives in the crowd.
But they had never heard of a 'powerful spellcaster' being so strong.
After all, Hansen among them.
However, Everton's cronies are also the official combatants of the [Ginkgo Biloba Business Alliance].
Such people were also taken down together......
Coincidentally, an idea popped into the minds of the guards.
- Maybe this Mr. Ronald is a little older.
- can he become the master of the original canon of his school, right?
Thinking of this, no one dared to speak up anymore.
Most of the guards are just hired guards, and they have never encountered such a situation in normal times.
β......β
"Ronald, you let us go first!"
At this time, Hansen, who was under control, knew best how dangerous the situation was.
As a close confidant of Everton, he did not want to, and knew he should not be passive.
So he took the initiative to defend himself:
"With me here, I absolutely guarantee that no one will leave the manor before the matter is clear, and I can help you investigate the truth of the matter. And if you think about it, if Kevin's murderer is now gone, you're jeopardizing our chances of recovering the goods. β
"You have to be careful!"
β......β
Hearing Hansen's suggestion, Ronald got up from his chair without saying a word.
His eyes swept lightly over the other party's face, and then he turned to the back of the others, and then walked into the black fog simply.
β......β
Brush β
Unusually neat, everyone turned their eyes to Hansen, and more than a dozen pairs of eyes were glued to this Everton cronie.
Although Ronald didn't say anything.
But everyone present tacitly assumed that Hansen had provoked the other party, so Ronald would leave the place directly.
In such a tense atmosphere.
The guards' eyes even began to turn dangerous.
β......β
Being stared at like this, Hansen couldn't help but feel a chill in his back.
He is now starting to think about it.
Don't you take the risk of trying to break free from the black mist?
Although there is no overreaction now, if Ronald does not come back for too long, I am afraid that someone will lose control of their emotions and attack themselves at the risk of being stabbed to death.
Hansen has been through some complicated situations.
Nature understands how irrational human beings are in certain situations.
This is especially true when everything around you is surrounded by darkness and you can't even do anything about it.
The human heart will only get closer and closer to getting out of control.
Now that Ronald is leaving, maybe he should take action?
......
As a result, the situation did not get out of hand.
Almost a minute later, before the mood of the crowd had collapsed.
Ronald is back here again.
But unlike when he left, he came with a corpse in tow.
βKevin's corpse.
In the winter, the temperature outside Brunwich is not comfortable.
Even if the corpse is indoors, it has lost its last residual temperature.
Ronald placed the cold corpse on the chair he had brought earlier, and clapped his palms.
Bang Bang β
"Okay, I'll explain it to you now."
Shifting his gaze to Hansen, Ronald gave him a kind smile without warmth, before answering the other party's previous question:
"First of all, there is a high probability that the prisoner is still here, because my technique detected the time when Kevin was killed, just this morning, please believe in my professionalism."
"As for Mr. Kevin, he ......"
At this point, Ronald held up the corpse's head so that everyone could see the corpse of the deceased.
It was a painful and hideous expression.
The cold of winter froze this resentment on Kevin's corpse.
Especially on the side of his mouth, the coagulated blood adhered to the entire skin, which also made the face of Kevin's corpse look particularly terrifying.
Ronald, in particular, still holds the body in this chair now.
Under the light of the only lamp, the shadow of the corpse's collar hit his face and flickered, and the flickering light and shadow made Kevin look like a demon from hell who was about to be resurrected.
Meanwhile.
Ronald's smooth and indifferent explanation voice rang out on the side:
"I've examined Mr. Kevin's body."
"There were no obvious external injuries, but the important organs inside the body were directly destroyed by the spell. There is almost no mana remaining, but it is most likely some kind of spell casting method to get close to the opponent and launch a surprise attack at close range. β
Speaking of this, Ronald's tone paused:
"Well, though, I've only been with you for a short time."
"Please also report to each other, whose school of spells is more in line with the current situation?"
β......β
Everyone was silent for a few seconds, and it was still Hansen who spoke first:
"Ronald, I really suggest you let everyone go first."
"It's useless to get excited now, let's send someone to inform Mr. Everton as soon as possible."
Ronald then spoke:
"The man who informed Mr. Everton has departed."
"I'm wondering right now who killed Kevin."
"Of course, I won't let you tell you about the school knowledge at the bottom of the box, in fact, you just need to report others."
β......β
After Ronald spoke, there was another period of silence.
At this moment, Hansen also briefly stopped suggesting.
Ronald confirmed that the prisoner was still here, and also sent someone to Bromwich to inform Everton.
Hansen's two openings were resolved by Ronald's crisp response.
The situation is getting worse and worse.
β......β
The brain raced as Hansen weighed the odds of getting out of here.
The tip of the knife dangled under the neck almost touched the skin against the clothes.
The cold touch of the blade was right in front of me.
Before he knew it, Hansen's back was also wet with cold sweat.
- No way.
Whoever called Kevin was the one he killed.