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Chapter 448 Warmth?

Since he can spy on other people's secrets through dreams, Victor can try it and use it on the other three people.

This ability needs to be avoided by people from the Inspection Bureau and the Anti-Suppression Department, so as not to expose Amanda's affairs, which would end badly.

The police station didn't hinder him too much, and he easily discovered Gary's dream.

Unlike the previous female assistant, Victor's dream of spying on Gary is actually presented from a first-person perspective, allowing him to immerse himself in what the other person is experiencing.

Dreams are often bizarre, and reality is entangled with people's obsessions, which can turn into various prophetic images in dreams.

For example, Gary is a thief, and Victor experiences all kinds of sneakiness in his vision.

He opened doors one after another, and behind each door were rooms of different styles, but every time, Gary would reach out for the most valuable thing in the room.

This experience was so exciting that Victor could even feel Gary's heartbeat gradually getting faster.

He was both excited and scared, and he opened the door to retrieve things even more quickly, as if someone was chasing him behind him.

boom!

boom!

Open the door, close the door, do whatever you want, and the room flies by like a revolving lantern, dazzling Victor.

He even felt a little nauseous until the last door opened. His eyes suddenly went dark, and then they were blank for a few seconds. When he opened his eyes, there was a large pool of terrifying blood on the ground in front of him.

Gary was so frightened that he screamed. Victor felt like he was screaming, but when he raised his hand, he found that he was holding a terrifying weapon.

Seeing this, Victor realized that this was the murder scene described by Gary in his confession.

In the few seconds of the clip just now, someone knocked him unconscious from behind, and because Victor was Gary's first-person perspective in the dream, he couldn't see who attacked him at all.

"Ah~~!"

A woman's scream sounded, and Gary looked back. Through his sight, Victor saw Glenn's wife, Missy Dorsey.

The woman stood in front of the entrance door, opened the door and ran away after shouting. Gary chased after her, knocked the door open, and his eyes went dark again, returning to the previous scene.

There was blood on the ground, and with a bloody dagger in his hand, Gary screamed and fell into a terrifying reincarnation.

His dream was repeating this terrible scene. No wonder during the day, Gary's spirit was on the verge of collapse.

In the end, Victor withdrew, unwilling to share such an outrageous nightmare with him.

"Excluding him..."

Taking a deep breath, Victor sat up and left the police station.

Although the dream was strange, Gary probably didn't lie. Even in the dream, he had no memory of killing Glenn.



It was early in the morning, and Victor still remembered the address of the lady's rented apartment, so he quietly came downstairs and stared at the curtains behind the glass for a long time.

The other party has not gone to bed yet, and the lights at home are very bright. Victor has to wait a little longer, and it is best to find a more convenient location. After all, the ability to use the Dream Builder has a range limit. If you are too far away, you will not be able to see your surroundings.

A human dream.

He went upstairs to the opposite side of Missy's house and knocked on the door.

But after waiting for a long time, no one opened the door, so Victor called out Xiao Hei, broke the lock, and entered quietly.

After entering, he confirmed that no one lived in this room at all, and all the furniture inside was covered with white cloth to prevent dust.

"You're lucky, let's just spend one night here..."

He opened the window, raised his hand and threw Xiao Hei out, then lifted up the white cloth of the sofa, lay on it and waited quietly.

After waiting for about an hour, a black shadow flew back from the window and landed on Victor's arm.

"Have you finally slept?"

A smile appeared on Victor's face, and he held the delusion stump in his hands again.

"Sleeping three times a day makes people lazy..."

He complained to himself and then quickly fell asleep.



Just like the previous two times, because it was right next door, Victor could easily see the dream closest to him.

There are other residents living in this apartment building, and if they were not next door to her, Victor would easily be affected by his dazzling dreams.

Fortunately, his choice was correct and he successfully entered Missy's dream.

Surprisingly, Missy's dream is very different from that of Gary and the female assistant. It is very real, not messy or illogical, and does not restrict Victor's vision.

Just like in daily life in reality, Victor came to Missy's house.

It's her home, not the apartment where she lives now, where the "murder" occurred.

Missy was wearing a translucent nightgown and was busy in the kitchen. Her movements were capable, her figure was graceful, her connotation was vaguely revealed, and she quickly prepared a sumptuous breakfast.

Victor was watching behind her, but Missy didn't see him when she turned around several times, as if there was only air behind her.

After all, this is a dream, and Victor is just using it to pry into Missy's secrets, and Missy is obviously not as alert as Eredin, so she won't find him so easily...

?

Well, in fact, Victor is not sure whether the secret will be exposed. What is the upper limit of the Dream Builder's ability?

But judging from Missy's natural expression, the other party probably didn't notice his presence.

"My dear, breakfast is ready!"

The woman in front of her looked like a good wife and mother, and she seemed to be in a happy mood.

As she finished speaking, a man with a bare upper body walked downstairs. He must have just climbed out of bed. He had not yet taken care of his hair and face, and looked sleepy.

Victor had seen this man from the black and white photos provided by the police. He was Glenn Rich, the husband of Missy Dorsey, the murdered and missing person.

After the man came down, he stepped directly into the kitchen, hugged Missy's waist from behind, and the two whispered to each other, and then kissed each other.

Victor had a strange feeling in his heart, but he couldn't put it into words.

At first, he thought it was the other person's loving appearance that stimulated him.

Then, Missy brought breakfast to the dining table, Glenn sat opposite her, and the two began to eat happily.

"My dear, how have you been lately? I just came back from the racecourse and I'm terribly tired."

"Thank you for your hard work. Little John next door fell ill again yesterday afternoon. His mother was very worried about him."

"Oh, poor kid, I wonder what medicine his mother gave him."

"Yeah, he had a fever, coughed, and vomited."

"Do you still remember the traveling doctor last month? He said he had magical potions that could cure various diseases..."

"I also think he is a liar, but his mother still paid for it..."

"I don't know, I hope it will be useful, but..."

Missy talked endlessly in front of Glenn, saying a lot of things that Victor couldn't understand, but Glenn didn't say a word and just ate.

There was something strange hidden in the warm atmosphere. Victor carefully thought about the family story that Missy was chatting about, but he always felt that something was missing, which made the logic of the context seem very weird.

Um……

Missing Glenn’s answer…

After thinking for a few seconds, he realized that Glenn had not said a word since his appearance. Only Missy was talking to herself, and the logic of Missy's conversation was that she was having a conversation with Glenn.

Now that Glenn is not speaking, it would be particularly strange to hear her speak alone without being able to connect the context.

At this moment, Victor suddenly noticed the conspicuous poster they placed on the dining table.

When he was about to take a closer look, Glenn, who had been motionless, suddenly raised his hand and covered the napkin, blocking the key patterns and content.


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