Aaron took out a test tube and opened it. The liquid inside quickly evaporated and turned into white smoke.
This is a tube of 'sleeping potion'. The formula comes from the Order of the Light of Redemption. It can evaporate quickly and cause creatures within dozens of meters to fall into a deep sleep.
Because of the need for spiritual cooperation during the production process and the lack of several materials, Aaron never completed it thousands of years ago.
However, at this time, after obtaining some materials from Clark, and using the physical perception of the 'Glory One', Aaron successfully completed this tube of extraordinary potion.
He cut open a window, threw the test tube in, and waited quietly for a moment.
This medicine is very effective for ordinary people, but it is very average for extraordinary people.
After waiting for a moment, and presumably after the potion inside was almost dispersed, Aaron pried open the door and walked in.
The housekeeper, valet, and maid all slept soundly, and no one came to disturb them.
The man of the house, Huck Benjamin, has to attend a private party and has not returned yet.
This is the information that Aaron specially inquired about before.
He walked up the wooden stairs and came to the room on the second floor with a bright window. He saw a lady in her thirties, luxuriously dressed and with a beautiful face, sitting on a chair and falling asleep.
There was a maid lying on the floor sleeping next to her.
Aaron stepped forward, took out a silver smelling salt bottle from his arms, and placed it under Mrs. Benjamin's nose.
Well, upper-class women in this era often mastered the magical skill of fainting gracefully to deal with some embarrassing or sad situations.
Gentlemen will carry a bottle of smelling salts with them, which contains irritating ammonia, which can wake up a comatose person as soon as possible.
‘Although ammonia is poisonous when used in large doses, people in the upper class don’t care much these days…’
Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Aaron saw Mrs. Benjamin twitching, opening her eyes, and opening her mouth, as if she wanted to scream.
But before Mrs. Benjamin screamed, she felt a cold gun barrel pressed into her mouth, and a cold voice came from under the mask of the masked robber: "Mrs. Benjamin, if you scream again, I will
There’s no guarantee that I can still control my finger and not pull the trigger.”
"Well, I need your cooperation to answer a few questions for me."
Aaron has confirmed that this Mrs. Benjamin is just an ordinary woman.
After seeing her nod with tears, he removed the barrel of the revolver and saw Mrs. Benjamin retching several times.
"First of all, did your husband, Mr. Benjamin, do anything special in April?"
He cleared his throat and asked condescendingly.
"No...no! He just complained that the servants had become lazy and asked me to fire some..." Mrs. Benjamin, who was very strict in Sylvia's mouth, replied in a low voice like a weak rabbit.
'Sure enough, at that time he was pretending to be Benjamin, and in order to disguise himself more successfully, did he fire his servants?'
Aaron nodded secretly and continued to ask: "So...since April, has there been any difference in your husband, whether in behavior or body?"
Mrs. Benjamin was stunned. She felt that there was something wrong with the robber's mind.
Why after successfully committing a crime, instead of trying to steal money or art, do you still ask questions?
"I will not betray my husband!"
A look of determination suddenly appeared on her face, and then she saw the robber put his gun to her head without hesitation and pulled the safety button.
"Mrs. Benjamin, haven't you noticed that the people you sleep with have changed and become different?"
Aaron asked coldly.
"No...except that there was a scar on his back at some point, there was nothing abnormal!" Mrs. Benjamin almost fainted.
Under the threat of death, she still betrayed her husband, and the shame made her shed tears.
"Very well, in return, I'll tell you something."
Aaron whispered in Mrs. Benjamin's ear: "Your husband, Huck Benjamin, was switched...in April!"
"That's impossible!" Mrs. Benjamin felt like she had met a madman, but she kept shaking her head.
She recognized her husband's body, every mole on it, every scar... Except for the extra scar on his back, he was exactly the same as before.
"Think carefully about some small movements and habits... Although imitators can imitate most of them, there must be some small flaws."
Aaron smiled.
Immediately, he saw Mrs. Benjamin's expression gradually becoming frightened: "No, that's impossible. Sir, I advise you to go to the lunatic asylum!"
"You're starting to waver, aren't you?"
Just as Aaron was about to continue speaking, he heard the sound of the door opening below and the sound of "Martha", "Martha".
"The show is about to begin."
He looked at the worried and frightened Mrs. Benjamin and punched her unconscious.
Then, he stood by with a smile and waited quietly.
"Damn it, the maids are getting lazy these days, and the door at home is broken. I'll fire them tomorrow!"
'Huck Benjamin', wearing a double-breasted tweed suit, complained as he walked up to the second floor, followed by a valet holding a hat: "And my butler, is Wack deaf?"
Then, while he was talking and darting his eyes around, he was walking towards the wall to get the shotgun hanging above, when a figure flashed out, and the black muzzle of the gun was pointed at him.
"Good evening, Chrysalis Extraordinary disguised as 'Huck Benjamin'! You have noticed me a long time ago, right? My previous performance was a bit exaggerated!"
Aaron smiled and said hello.
"What are you talking about? Are you a robber? As long as you let my wife go, I will give you any money!"
growled Huck Benjamin.
"There's no need to pretend, I'm not a lackey of the Bureau of Investigation..." Aaron made an action that Huck Benjamin didn't expect.
He put the revolver in his hand back into the holster and pulled out a slender swift sword from his waist: "Look... I don't want to make any noise, and you don't want to make any noise, so let's have a battle between men.
Who wins and who gets everything here, how about it?"
At this time, whether it is a woman's scream or a gunshot, it is easy to attract the patrol police, who will then find something wrong and transfer the case to the investigation bureau.
This is a situation that even Fake Huck doesn't want to see.
Fake Huck's eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes, full of malice: "Not a bad suggestion!"
puff!
The manservant beside him had no idea what was happening, and saw his employer stabbing a dagger into his heart.
The manservant fell down with a look of disbelief on his face. It felt like Mr. Benjamin, who was originally gentle, seemed to be a completely different person...
