As a "dream demon", Leonard's ability to move in dreams is still very fast, and he does not need to be hindered by roads. He can fly directly through the air, but he soon realized that something was wrong.
His current flying speed far exceeds his previous limit, and it is no longer controllable. He can't even slow down. It's like an invisible big hand is pushing him forward. What's even weirder is that this kind of flying speed is far beyond his previous limit.
Moving at high speed should have consumed his spirituality at an extremely fast rate, but he had no such feeling at all. His spirituality was even growing at a slow and steady rate.
In addition to spiritual growth, Leonard feels that his spiritual intuition and inspiration are also improving.
If this were in the real world, this would allow him to sense danger more effectively, but this is the dream world.
After being promoted to "Dream Demon", the first warning Leonard received when receiving internal training from "Red Gloves" was that dreams are not safe, especially from fanatical believers who believe in some evil existences. Among them, members of the Aurora Society
Members are the most dangerous, don't enter their dreams easily.
And the dreams of ordinary people may also bring danger. They may encounter hidden dangers in ordinary contacts, but they are not aware of it themselves, but this may be reflected in their dreams and to those who invade their dreams.
Brings great danger.
With the improvement of spiritual intuition and inspiration, Leonard felt that everything in the dream had become dangerous. The houses, telephone poles, and dreams were like huge open nets. As long as they were touched a little,
He will remain in his dream forever.
But what made him feel a little lucky was that due to the continuous improvement of his flight speed, he had already arrived in the North District and saw Pinster Street where his home was located.
He immediately wanted to control his spirit to descend, return to his body, and wake up from his dream, but he failed. His spirit was like an out-of-control carriage, rushing straight through Pinster Street.
Rushed towards the depths of the North District.
Suddenly, his eyes blurred, and he returned to the sky above No. 7 Pinster Street, and fell rapidly into his own dream.
[A novel app that has been running stably for many years, comparable to the old version of the source-changing app, huanyuanapp, that is used by all chasing bugs.]
Phew...he suddenly woke up, his head covered in cold sweat.
"Old man, what happened to me just now?" Leonard retracted his legs from the edge of the desk and asked fearfully.
"I also want to know what happened to you? If it were a little later, you might encounter some terrible monsters in your dreams due to your spiritual growth, merge with them, completely lose your consciousness, or you might become a subconscious ocean.
Part of it." The old voice responded.
"I saw a red moon in my dream..."
Leonard briefly described what he had experienced in the dream, but he did not say that he went to investigate Sherlock Moriarty, nor did he tell the name and location of Ian Wright. He just described the other party's appearance.
Approximately.
"Hmm... red eyes? Boy, then you may have encountered a strong man from the Vampire Clan. The guy you are investigating should be a member of the Vampire Clan or a descendant of the Vampire Clan, or someone who is valued. You know, even if he is a Sequence 5
The 'Crimson Scholar' only has natural resistance to the influence of dream demons, and cannot in turn affect the 'dream demons'. The one who is paying attention to that guy is at least a 'Witch King', who has certain attainments in dreams.
."
"'Witch King'? A vampire earl?" A trace of fear flashed in Leonard's green eyes.
"But the other party should know that you are an Extraordinary of the Church of the Night and did not do anything to you, otherwise you will definitely not be able to come back."
But this did not reassure Leonard. After he returned to Backlund, he received a piece of information from the local "Nighthawks". The vampire clan had been extremely active recently, and His Excellency Saint Anthony was already negotiating with them. If it were not for ordinary people,
If there is no impact, then it cannot be solved by the Church of Night’s mediation.
"The red-eyed person I investigated does not seem to be the 'Medicine Master' path, but the 'Arbiter' of Sequence 9."
"Did I mention that he might be a descendant of the blood race? What's so strange about not being a 'Medicine Master'?"
Leonard did not continue to ask. There were too many doubts about Yin En Wright. A vampire descendant of the Sequence 9 "Arbiter" could actually attract the attention of a demigod. He did not believe that there were so many vampire demigods.
To this extent.
Moreover, the other party is also close to Sherlock Moriarty. Does that mean that the vampires were also involved in the great smog at the end of last year? And their current activity also has hidden motives?
In fact, Leonard's best choice now is to report this matter to Archbishop St. Anthony or Sost, the captain of his team. But on the one hand, he also has secrets hidden in him. Will the church believe that he can escape?
The counterattack of a demigod whose secret has been spied on? On the other hand, this also involves Azik Eggers. Will it have a certain impact on the captain?
Leonard, who had a headache as he thought about it more and more, rubbed his temples. Now he didn't know if he had come across any hidden plans that the vampires might have, but it was impossible to ask in a dream. He could only wait until tomorrow and let Minsk Street take charge.
Sheriff, please pay attention to Ian Wright.
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tuk tuk tuk
A slight knock on the door came to the ears of Yin En Wright, who lived in the room closest to the door on the first floor. He opened the quilt in confusion, who was it? Are you letting anyone sleep?
Suddenly, he shuddered and sat up straight.
Why again?
tuk tuk tuk
Before he could think of an answer, the knock on the door rang again. He felt vigilant in his heart. He got out of bed, put on his old coat, took out a revolver with a thick barrel from the drawer on the side, and put it in his right hand.
Side pockets. Although "Arbiter" has good fighting ability, his nature as a weapons merchant makes him rely more on bullets.
This chapter is not finished yet, please click on the next page to continue reading the exciting content! After that, he took out a small box from under the bed, took out two glass bottles containing liquids of different colors, and put them in his left pocket.
Half a minute after the third knock on the door, Yin En walked to the door, put his hands in his pockets and said:
"Who?"
"It's me, Emlyn White."
A familiar voice reached Yin En's ears, and he frowned. Since the last "Judger" card, in order not to get himself into trouble anymore, he found an excuse and took the initiative to cut off the potion with Emlyn.
Buy and sell.
But more importantly, how did the other party know that he lived here.
Holding the revolver tightly in his right hand, he stretched out his left hand and opened the door.
Sure enough, Emlyn White in a tuxedo was standing outside, his handsome face full of impatience. He looked at Yin En, sniffed lightly, showed a smile at the corner of his mouth, and walked away.
Only then did Yin En Wright see another person outside the door. He was a very elegant middle-aged gentleman, but his red eyes revealed that he was also a member of the vampire clan.
"are you looking for me?"
Yin En, who knew that Emlyn was a vampire viscount, understood that it was not time for him to investigate how the other party knew he lived here. He could only hope that it would not affect the children at home.
Emlyn waved his hand and said with a hint of curiosity on his face:
"I'm not looking for you, it's Mr. Casimi Audra who is looking for you. He is a vampire baron like me."
Although Yin En and he had ended their cooperation on potions before, Emlyn didn't pay too much attention to it. After receiving two rewards, he was not very short of money, otherwise he would not have gone to "The Sun" to buy the artificial Viscount corresponding to the Vampire Race.
Vampire characteristics.
When Casimi suddenly came to him and said he wanted to see Yin En, his curiosity was instantly aroused, and even his anger at being disturbed dissipated a lot. He was not worried that this would bring danger to Yin En. First of all,
Not saying that the other party is a descendant of the Vampire Clan and bringing them information about MI9 will only result in a reward.
Yin En turned his attention to Qasimi. Although this person seemed to be more trustworthy than Emlyn, he was more willing to trust Emlyn.
"I am Qasimi Odra, and someone wants to see you."
"Want to see me?"
Yin En's heart trembled. He subconsciously thought of the "Judge" card and placed his finger on the trigger unconsciously.
"Don't worry, we have no ill intentions towards you, otherwise we could take you away directly without communicating with you."
Sequence 6 vs. Sequence 9, will there be any other results?
"Can I know why?"
"You are in danger now. Someone just invaded your dream..."
Being reminded like this, Yin En shivered. Under the spiritual reminder that transcended ordinary people, the originally unclear dream became clear.
Qasimi nodded with satisfaction:
"As for your other confusions, when you meet that person later, he will naturally tell you all the answers."
The person who invaded my dream should be the "Nighthawks" of the Church of the Night... As a peripheral member of MI9, and after being taught by Detective Sherlock Moriarty, Yin En still has a certain understanding of the extraordinary people of the three major churches.
of.
"Can I speak to my companion?"
"Of course you can, but it may take some time for you to come back."
In the end, Yin En still didn't wake up any of his companions. He just left a note and listed the place where he kept his savings. After saying that he was going on a long trip, he followed Emlyn and Kassimi and left Ming Dynasty.
Sker Street.
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"Gone?"
Looking at the back of the police sergeant in charge of several nearby streets leaving, Leonard, who was wearing a black and white checkered police uniform, smoothed his hair, picked up the badge hat on the table, put it on his head, and left the cafe.
The clue of Yin En Wright has been cut off and needs to be restarted from another place. Fortunately, he had made such preparations this morning.
Alan Kress, famous surgeon and friend of Sherlock Moriarty.
In fact, there is another person who can be investigated, and that is the equestrian teacher Talim Dumont. But this person often deals with nobles, which is relatively more troublesome.
After what happened last night, Leonard did not dare to investigate casually in his dream, so he stopped a public carriage and headed to No. 3 Burningham Road, Hillston District, where Alan Kress lived. He
Ignoring the strange looks from the carriage driver and passengers, he sat by the window and thought about where Yin Wright would go.
Was he taken away by the vampires? Or did he realize that someone was invading his dream and escaped?
Because it was a public carriage, Leonard could not reach Dr. Allen's home directly. He got off the carriage when it arrived at Sycamore Road and prepared to walk to Burningham Road, two streets away.
Taking a casual glance, Leonard squinted his eyes and saw the small but obvious sign not far away, Adrian Law Firm.
If he remembered correctly, the owner of this firm, Rolls Adrian, appeared in Alan Kress's information and was also a member of the Cragg Club, but he had no relationship with Sherlock Moriarty.
connect.
Without stopping, Leonard turned and walked towards Burningham Road, and on the road found the police sergeant in charge of the area. After showing him his ID, Leonard went to Dr. Allen's home.
As soon as he turned into Burningham Road, the middle-aged police chief stopped, with a look of embarrassment on his face:
"Mr. Superintendent, how about we come back in the afternoon?"
"Oh why?"
Leonard frowned and instinctively looked towards the house marked with house number 3. He saw a carriage parked outside the house surrounded by iron fences with the logo of Adrian Law Firm on the side of the carriage.
The police chief pointed to the carriageway:
"That's the carriage of Adrian's office. It should be that the owner of the office, Rolls Adrian, is parked there to visit his friend."
"Just the boss of a firm."
"No, Mr. Adrian was already Viscount Derrian last year." The middle-aged police chief shook his head, with a look of refusal to move on, "What's more important is that he and little Duke Negan are good friends, and little Duke Negan is a good friend."
The Duke was Chief Constable of Hillston District Police for the last year..."
No wonder you don't want to go... Leonard raised his eyebrows and felt a little embarrassed when he looked at the carriage. If he was just a newly promoted viscount, he might not know about the Beyonders, but if he was a good friend of Duke Negan, then
Not necessarily anymore.
But the opportunity should not be missed!
Taking a deep breath, Leonard patted the middle-aged police chief on the shoulder and said:
"Then I won't bother you."
After saying that, he strode forward, glanced at the coachman, and rang the doorbell.
Soon, a young girl dressed as a maid opened the door and saw Leonard Mitchell in a police uniform. She exclaimed and stepped back.
Half a minute later, a tall, thin man wearing gold-rimmed glasses appeared at the door.
Alan Kress... Leonard whispered the person's name and took out the ID from his pocket.
"Hello, I am Superintendent Leonard Mitchell of the Backlund Police Department. I have something to ask you."
"From Silveras Field?"
Allen pushed up his glasses, a little confused as to why someone from the police department came to see him.
"What is it?"
"Can you let me go in first? I just need to ask Viscount Derian about something."
"Rolls?"
Allen became even more confused, but still opened the iron door and took Leonard into the home.