Mystery: When the Fool Meets the Masked Fool

Chapter 382 Kirby in the Snow
At this moment, a waiter in a red vest approached, bowed, and said, "Is there anything I can help you with?"
His gaze immediately fell on the dark brown pet carrier that the other person was carrying, which was making a clattering sound.

“No need.” Fowles smiled and shook his head. “As you can see, it’s not well-behaved and has a rather bad temper.”

After she finished speaking, she didn't linger. She went up the stairs and entered room 2012.

The strange sound came again, but the male waiter seemed unable to hear it either.

After closing the door and putting down the pet carrier, she suddenly raised her right hand, pressed it against her chest, and let out a long sigh: "I feel like a perverted murderer."

Although she hired someone to commit murder, she believed she was a good person.

As she spoke, she kicked the box again.

"It's all your fault."

She was none other than Fowles in disguise. Her pet carrier didn't contain any cats or dogs, but only a newly resurrected Louis Wayne.

Those two waiters probably never imagined that a fashionable young woman's suitcase contained no clothes, no skincare products, no cosmetics, just one thing...

In short, if they were discovered, everyone in the hotel would be terrified...

This is material for a detective novel! Fowles calmed his nerves, picked up the pet carrier again, and opened the door.

She hung a "Do Not Disturb" sign on the door, looked around the corridor, and seeing no one coming or going, quickly went out, left room 2012, closed the door, walked to room 2016, and knocked on the wooden door.

At the same time, they said the agreed-upon code word.

"Grandpa, I'm here to give you a back massage..."

Her teacher, Dorian Grey Abraham, lived in this room.

A few seconds later, Fowles first briefly noticed a gaze on him through the peephole, and then heard the sound of the handle being turned and the lock cylinder turning.

To be fair, the lock sandwiched between the two apprentices looked rather comical, Fowles thought.

Dorian Gray, dressed in a black suit with broad shoulders, glanced warily to his left and right, then stepped aside to let the student in.

Fowles quickly went into the room and casually placed the pet carrier on the floor against the wall.

Then, Dorian closed the door, glanced at the pet carrier, and then looked away, cautiously asking, "Did anyone notice?"

Fowles removed the tinted glasses that covered half of his face and said, "No, I'm using a fake identity."

As an Extraordinary with considerable experience in the lower echelons of Backlund, several sets of fake identity documents are indispensable.

Moreover, she also has the help of Hugh, an expert in this field.

The only problem is that a fake is still a fake, and it can't withstand the comparison and inspection by the police.

However, Fowles heard that there were some channels to obtain genuine identity documents, that is, identity documents that are filed and registered within the police department, and that photos could be changed. Of course, the price would definitely be much higher, which was completely unnecessary for her.

Perhaps hearing Dorian's voice, Louis Wayne inside the box became even more restless.

It kept hitting the box, making strange "quack quack quack" sounds.

This time, Fowles did not use his extraordinary ability as the "Candle Ink Quality Inspector" to shield his teacher's senses, and Dorian clearly heard the strange cry.

Dorian looked at the box, frowned, shook his head, and silently exhaled. He then pulled up a chair for Fowles, saying:

“I don’t need a pet, and this thing doesn’t seem like a normal animal.”

An extraordinary creature? Several thoughts flashed through Dorian's mind, but he dismissed them one by one. "This isn't a pet," Fowles explained. "It's the surprise I mentioned earlier." Fowles replied.

Dorian just smiled and said, "Really? Thanks then."

Then, he changed the subject:
"In your letter yesterday afternoon, you said that at a gathering of extraordinary individuals in Backlund, someone offered a reward for finding a direct descendant of the Abraham family, with the goal of obtaining information about Mr. Men, is that right?"

It's clear that he cares more about this than his pet.

“Yes, teacher,” Fowles said, speaking the unequivocal truth, “but I don’t understand it myself, so I thought I’d ask you to see if you know.”

Dorian sat down, picked up his white porcelain teacup, took a sip, and asked calmly, "Do you know who the bounty hunter is?"

“I don’t know, I only know it’s a lady. She’s covering her face. Uh, she must be very strong, and her backing is not weak either.” Fors concealed a bit before describing the hermit lady in his mind.

Although the Hermit Lady, who was taught a lesson by Mr. Fool, is now very obedient, this cannot conceal the fact that she is at least a Sequence 5 and has a close relationship with the "Mysterious Queen" Bernadette.

Although the fact that she concealed was enough to make her teacher open a door in the wall and jump down.

Dorian Gray pondered for a few seconds and said, "I don't know much either. I only know that Mr. Men was probably an ancestor of the Abraham family who went missing during the War of the Four Emperors. You can use this information to exchange for some bounty."

Fowles nodded, indicating that he understood.

She wasn't surprised, because she already knew something about this from the tarot readings.

Then, she picked up the pet carrier that was placed to the side again.

“Teacher, this is a surprise I prepared for you,” Fowles said. “After learning that Louis Wayne betrayed you and caused you great harm, I have always wanted to find him and avenge you. After all, there aren’t many people in this world who are truly good to me.”

“Give up that idea!” Dorian sat up straight. “Even if you have ‘Lemanor’s Travel Notes,’ you still can’t beat him, let alone kill him! I’m glad you’re willing to do this, but you don’t need to take the risk.”

“You may be an extraordinary creature with the ability to search, but Louis Wayne has a strong ability to counter divination and prophecy. Searching below Sequence Five is basically ineffective against him.”

“No, this is not an extraordinary creature.” Fors shook his head slightly. “This is Louis Wayne.”

"What?" Dorian clearly didn't understand.

When Fowles opened the pet carrier, what came into view was a hairless, bald head.

Dorian saw a face he would never forget. Compared to when he attacked the Abraham family headquarters, the smug smile on Louis Wayne's face had disappeared, leaving only fear and despair.

As an astrologer, Dorian Gray's spiritual intuition told him without a doubt that this was Louis Wayne's head.

But what happened next made him widen his eyes in disbelief.

This is not just a head; below the head there is no neck, no body, and just a pair of feet.

His ankles were connected to his head and feet, and inside his unseen head, his stomach and large intestine were fused with his brain.

Moreover, and more importantly, this person seems to be still alive!

He has lost the ability to speak, but just by looking into his eyes, there is no doubt that he still retains a clear mind!
"Quack...quack quack..." Louis looked at Dorian, moved his feet and tried to back up, shrinking into the corner of the box and letting out a terrified cry.

This was the system's suggestion to Fowles, which was then called "Snow Kirby".

“Teacher, its extraordinary characteristics have been completely stripped away,” Fowles explained. “Moreover, it has been endowed with tenacious vitality, and as long as it is not played with too much, it will not die for at least the next forty years.”

(End of this chapter)