Shadow Apostle

(In view of the fact that the God of Creation was full and had nothing to do, and after listening to the opinions of an enthusiastic friend, he felt that Lv was indeed more dramatic, so he changed everything to 'rank' overnight.)

Outside the door is a bright corridor.

The gas lamp burned silently, illuminating the upstairs and downstairs.

The sound of music and laughter came faintly from the hall downstairs. In the corridor on the second floor, gentlemen in formal hats and ladies in long skirts trailing to the floor walked by from time to time.

It's still a while before the reception, but guests are already arriving one after another.

Seeing Jessica mumbling arithmetic next to her, Horst's eyes asked inquiringly.

"There are forty-three noble families in Mingyue City, big and small. There are about thirty families who are eligible to be invited to this cocktail party. Even if half of them come, there are still nearly twenty families."

"Um."

"There are at least five or six guests and family members of each family plus the coachman and attendants, plus the servants and family members of the Viscount Mansion. In other words, there will be a hundred or dozens of people gathered in this mansion at once, and there will only be more. It can’t be less.”

"And they're all high-class celebrities."

"Yes, Mr. Horst, so let's try to be more careful."

"And we have to be on guard in case he discovers something that makes him suddenly go crazy."

Thinking of that weird shadow, Horst felt his skin tremble all over.

I hope I don’t mess with it, otherwise I don’t think I’ll have to worry about the headlines in major newspapers for the next month.

However, the connection has been established.

What's more, it's so weird and mysterious.

The two looked at each other and shook their heads, then each put on a smiling expression, walked out of the reading room, and merged into the guests and servants passing by.

"The second floor is the living space. The commonly used rooms are all on the second floor. The first floor is mainly for servant rooms and guest spaces. I don't know if there is a basement and a wine cellar. There should be, but I have never been there."

Jessica held up her skirt and walked slowly in the long corridor, just like an ordinary guest wandering around.

"It doesn't matter, just treat it as a strange place."

Horst followed with his head lowered, like a dutiful follower, and the voice came from his lowered head.

“Where are you going to start?”

Jessica faced forward with a dignified posture, without looking back, but her voice had already drifted over.

"Go around first and see if there's anything suspicious."

"Okay, then..." Jessica's expression suddenly became serious, she put on a standardized smile, and said to the guests who were walking up the stairs, "Good evening, Viscount Aitiya. Thank you for your concern. Your Excellency and your mother are well. Okay, I just need to rest."

"Okay, let's start from the second floor." After passing by, Jessica returned to her original voice: "But since Viscount Star lives as usual and dares to hold a cocktail party as usual, there shouldn't be anything suspicious left. Bar."

"Mysterious events have their own special suspiciousness, such as..."

The two of them suddenly stopped as three servants came towards them carrying trays.

One of them handed the tray to his companion and walked towards the two of them.

But as soon as they took a step, they saw the two people turning to the oil painting on the wall. The eldest lady in front was pointing at the oil painting. From time to time, she turned her head and said something to the bodyguards and entourage behind them, while the entourage behind them stood with their hands down and kept talking. Nodding yes.

Seeing the two people looking at each other casually, the servant stopped again and followed his companions past the two without disturbing them.

"For example, these paintings are very abnormal." From the corner of his eye, the servants were leaving. Horst continued: "I always feel that they are related to mystery and full of crazy meaning."

"All paintings are an indirect reflection of the human heart, Mr. Horst." Jessica explained in a low voice, "Especially in the mysterious world, paintings are equivalent to an extension of the creator's heart."

"These... are Viscount Star's own creations."

"Well, I'm afraid his current mental state is a little weird. What's even more troublesome is that in the mysterious field, the painting itself has the concept of communication. It will faithfully spread the creator's heart at the time and accept the communication for a long time. I’m afraid I will soon be infected by the creator’s emotions at that time.”

"Hiss, no wonder the servants in the mansion have become a little impatient. It seems that they have been infected."

"Yes, but it seems to be a minor problem now. Don't worry too much for the time being. It's just that Viscount Star has a little daughter who is less than ten years old. This age has the lowest resistance to mental pollution. I still like that child. , I hope nothing happens to her." Jessica sighed, "Is this what you are referring to as suspicious?"

"Not sure yet, let's continue." Horst looked around and saw no one around. He took off his gloves and wanted to reach out and touch the oil painting. However, the encounter with the mysterious alien he saw just now made him feel vaguely worried, so he finally put his hand down. Come down, "Since you have worries, it's better to continue in the direction of worries."

"Huh?" Jessica was stunned and said with enlightenment, "It turns out that this is also a kind of sign."

"When you are in a mystery, any insights may be signs of the mystery." Horst nodded, "Since you are worried, we might as well visit this young lady first. It may be better than aimlessly exploring. More effective.”

Jessica thought for a moment: "That's fine. Minnie and I are quite familiar. I have played with her several times at other cocktail parties before. It would not be rude to visit directly. Then please come with me, Mr. Horst .”

Jessica made a gesture, and then led Horst into a side branch in the long and narrow corridor of the mansion.

What appeared in front of Horst's eyes was a wooden door painted pink. On the corner of the door were secretly painted patterns of bread and chicken drumsticks, as well as a stick figure in a small skirt holding up a drumstick and cheering.

Seeing Horst's delicate expression when facing the graffiti, Jessica smiled: "A very cute little girl, isn't she?"

"Yeah, very cute chicken legs."

Horst sighed, motioned to Jessica to wait, then stepped forward, deliberately stood outside the door frame, and knocked sideways.

"Dang, dang, dang."

No one responded.

Horst frowned and looked at Jessica in confusion.

"Going to meet guests?"

"Probably not. She is too young. It is enough for her to attend an ordinary dinner party, but she is not suitable to attend a cocktail party. As a rule, she stays in the room and plays by herself."

Jessica hesitated for a moment, waved, and walked back to the main corridor with Horst. Within a few minutes, another servant passed by carrying a tray.

"Sir." Jessica stopped two of them, "Where's Miss Minnie, why haven't you seen her today?"

"Hello, madam, the young lady has been away for the past few days." The servant looked at the clock a little hastily and said quickly, "It seems that she has been staying at Mrs. Searse's house for a few days. The master sent her there."

"Oh, her aunt Mrs. Sess? I understand, go ahead and do your work."

Jessica nodded, and after the servant left, she and Horst looked at each other.

Coincidence in a mysterious event?

Do not make jokes.

"Something's wrong." Jessica said a little uneasily.

"Let's go into her room and have a look." Horst thought, "Maybe we can find some signs."

"The door is locked." Jessica sighed.

"It's okay." Horst blinked and made a mysterious expression, "No matter how deep the darkness is, as long as the light can shine, shadows are everywhere. Look at me."

I saw a friend mention the word ‘we’. I have always felt that if the listener is included, we are used, but if the listener is not included, we are used. But after learning about it, it seems that most areas do not use us but only use us. Then let’s change it to us from now on.