Mystery: Survival from the Secret Doll

Chapter 238 Misfortunes never come singly
Seeing that the door was not opened, Beach Mountbatten, who had just knocked on the door, knocked on it again.

This time he used even more force than the previous one, and the quality of the door at No. 47 Golden Rose Street has always been good.

Are they here to see me?
Klein withdrew his gaze from the peephole and opened the door.

Seeing the officers in uniform, Klein subconsciously smiled, a smile that wasn't exactly flattering, but certainly appeared calm and appropriate. "Officers, who are you looking for? Melissa and Benson aren't home. Do you have anything to ask them?"

Beech Mountbatten tutted, and was about to speak in annoyance when the brown-haired, gray-eyed police officer behind him looked at him and said in a low voice:
"We're looking for Mr. Klein Moretti."

Klein's heart sank. "Sure enough, you're here to find me."

He then nodded and replied, "That's me. What can I do for you?"

The three policemen at the door didn't waste any words. The gray-eyed officer who spoke first asked immediately, "Mr. Moretti, do you know Mr. McGowan and Ms. Naya?"

Hearing the two familiar names, Klein's heart trembled. His pupils dilated slightly, and he asked almost instinctively:
"What happened to them?!"

When the police officer came to question him, Klein heard the names of his two original friends from the other party, and a bad premonition arose!

"It looks like we know each other." The last police officer on the side pinched the monocle in his left eye socket, looked at Klein, and said to the gray-eyed police officer.

The gray-eyed officer nodded and looked at Klein, motioning for him to explain. "Don't be nervous. We're just asking a routine question."

Just a routine inquiry?

Three police officers came to the door with a threatening attitude. Klein completely disagreed with this situation.

He vaguely realized that his original body's two friends, the two friends who had also studied the ancient secret notes of the Fourth Epoch, were probably now the same as his original body...

Klein took a deep breath and quickly brainstormed while organizing his words.

The police arrived too quickly, and if the police knew about it, it meant that the Tingen City Government knew about it, and if the Tingen City Government knew about it, it also meant that Tingen University had noticed the corresponding problem.

"Stealing important information from the restricted area of ​​the library led to tragedy and disaster, resulting in the death of the original body..."

This is most likely one of the indirect reasons that led to his time travel.

The original body's two friends might have also met with an accident. As Tingen University and government forces obviously possessed extraordinary power, Klein did not consider the possibility of escaping in front of three police officers.

The original body's physical condition obviously couldn't allow him to escape from the pursuit of three professionally trained police officers who were very likely to have extraordinary powers.

"Tell everyone everything I know and strive for official protection..."

But the biggest problem is still that, how to ensure that no one will notice his time travel?
Klein felt suffocated, and the pressure caused sweat to break out on his forehead.

Noticing this, the police officer with a poetic temperament once again pinched his monocle and reminded, "Mr. Moretti, have you thought of anything?"

Beech Mountbatten and the gray-eyed officer once again turned their gazes, observing the layout of the room, to Klein.

Klein knew his behavior was a bit out of line. He could only mentally signal himself to calm down. He didn't act forced, but spoke to the three police officers in front of him with a slightly tired voice:

"If you mean Welch and Naya from Tingen University, then I definitely know them."

"We're in the same major, but not in the same class. As you might know, I've been very busy pursuing a double degree in history and linguistics... We met two years ago in the public elective course "Summary of Quaternary Ancient History" in the History Department of Tingen University."

Having said that, Klein glanced at the gray-eyed police officer and said in a tired, seemingly decadent tone:

"After we met, our relationship has always been pretty good. After I participated in the graduation defense at Tingen University and received my diploma, Welch, Naya, and I still met frequently to interpret and discuss the "Fourth Epoch" documents he stole from the restricted area of ​​Tingen University Library..."

"Officer, has something happened to them?"

When the gray-eyed officer heard the words "restricted area of ​​Tingen University Library", he looked at the policeman wearing a monocle and with a poetic temperament.

Obviously, they already knew what words like "restricted area of ​​Tingen University Library" and "Quaternary" documents meant.

Then, the officer wearing a monocle nodded and said to Klein concisely:
"They're dead."

Klein's heart suddenly trembled, and his pupils suddenly dilated.

Although he had some premonition, he couldn't help but feel shocked and astonished.

Dead, really dead.

"Everyone will die, including me..."

These words suddenly appeared in Klein's mind.

Everyone will die... Everyone will die...

Klein once again thought of the torn diary. He suppressed the strange throbbing in his heart and hurriedly asked, "Was he murdered?!"

The gray-eyed police officer beside him shook his head: "No, judging from the traces at the scene, they committed suicide."

"Mr. McGowan banged his head against the wall several times, leaving it covered in blood. Ms. Naya choked to death in the washbasin in the bathroom..."

"Their bodies, after death, were hung in the living room."

"That's impossible. Didn't you say they committed suicide..." Klein's hair stood on end as he could almost imagine the bizarre scene.

Welch's forehead was completely shattered, his eyes bulged, and there were marks on the wall from the impact, one after another, and blood was dripping...

Naya knelt on the chair and buried her face in the washbasin filled with water. Her face turned pale and purple, and her eyes were full of ferocity...

Their bodies moved on their own after death. Welch prepared the ropes, and Naya moved the chairs...

They once again hung themselves from the living room ceiling in a corpse-like state.

And there was no third person present.

But how could a dead body move itself to the living room?

But this is a world of the supernatural and mysticism, what is impossible?
The dead are resurrected, the spirits of the dead return to the world...

The gray-eyed officer twitched his lips and continued, "We think so too." "The Tingen University Security Department has begun an investigation, and they will come to question you soon, Mr. Klein Moretti."

He was giving a warning to Klein, who had just graduated from Tingen University.

Don't try to hide anything. The questions asked by the Tingen University security department will be more pointed than his. If he doesn't cooperate, what will happen? This recent Tingen University graduate clearly knows better than he does what will happen.

A fragment of memory suddenly flashed through Klein's mind. It was his original impression of the Tingen University Security Department.

The original body had seen the "magic" of this world and the mysticism of this world.

Back in his freshman year, Klein Moretti had witnessed a cultist being executed on the spot by the security department. While still in class, the cultist, who believed in an evil god, was stained with unholy black flames and had yellow-green pustules that appeared to be filled with pathogens sprouting from his body...

Then, uniformed security personnel entered the classroom and took away the cultist whose body was covered with ulcers and pustules, and who was wailing and rolling around but could not put out the flames on his body.

This caused the original person to have trouble sleeping for a long time, until he went to see the school psychologist, and then he slowly forgot that memory.

As one of the memories that his original body was most reluctant to recall, Klein only remembered this strange and eerie memory after being reminded by the gray-eyed police officer since he took over this body.

Before Klein could speak again, the gray-eyed officer and the monocle-wearing officer with a poetic temperament walked into the room. Beech Mountbatten, the officer from Golden Rose Street, stood outside the door and did not enter.

"When was the last time you saw Mr. Welch or Ms. Naya?"

The gray-eyed officer glanced around and walked to the bedroom door, which Klein had only locked but not locked.

Without asking for Klein's opinion, he opened the door of Klein's room and entered with the police officer wearing a monocle.

"This is a search warrant."

The young man wearing a monocle waved a document in front of Klein, stamped with the seals of the Tingen City Government and the Tingen City Police Headquarters.

Klein felt somewhat numb. He was too late, or rather, powerless, to stop them from entering his bedroom. He could only try to pretend to be somewhat confused and emotionally disturbed by the information he had just received, in order to answer the gray-eyed officer's question:

"It should have been June 6th. We interpreted a new note together. Afterwards, I returned home. I don't know why, but interpreting that note gave me a very uneasy feeling during those few days... I shouldn't have interpreted it. I should have returned it to the professors earlier. Otherwise, Welch and the others..."

"This is your spirit reminding you that this is not right, this is absolutely wrong."

The police officer wearing a monocle said casually.

The gray-eyed officer surveyed the interior of Klein's room. The officer wearing a monocle was even quicker than the gray-eyed officer. He picked up the diary Klein had been reading from his unmade bed.

The gray-eyed officer didn't stop him. He walked to the bookshelf in the room and set his eyes on one of the books.

Klein became even more numb when he saw the actions of the gray-eyed and monocled officers.

The gray-eyed officer pulled out the notebook that Klein had carefully placed away, still stained with brain matter and blood, and flipped to the last page.

"Everyone will die, including me." These words, which sounded like a curse and a madman's last words, were blatantly revealed before the eyes of the gray-eyed police officer and the monocled police officer.

Seeing Klein's face turn pale and his expression grow increasingly grim, the gray-eyed officer carefully examined the marks on the note and whether there were any other words before or after it, while explaining:

"It's not us, it's also the personnel of Tingen University Security Department."

"The item you stole and translated was extremely dangerous. This is a necessary procedure."

I know.

What else could Klein say? He just hoped that in the end, no one would ask him, "Where did you come from, this lonely ghost? I'm going to save you right now."

The officer wearing the monocle quickly flipped through the diary page in his hand. He didn't look at Klein's other diaries, but only at the torn page.
Then, he looked thoughtfully in the direction of the gray-eyed police officer, then turned his head and asked Klein, "Also, what does this sentence mean? 'Everyone will die, including me'..."

Klein's expression grew paler. He smiled wryly at the officer wearing monocle and the officer with gray eyes and said,

"I don't know. I really don't know why I wrote something like that... Ever since I started translating that notebook, my mind seemed to be filled with its contents, and I became increasingly confused. It wasn't until I woke up this morning that I felt a little more lucid..."

Sometimes, being honest is the best way to solve a problem.

Of course, to be honest, there are skills involved. What can be said and what cannot be said is one thing, and what to say first and what to say later and how to say them is another.

Between telling partial truth, telling only the truth, and telling the whole truth, Klein honestly chose the second.

He really didn't know why his original body wrote this language, and he was sober because his original body was dead.

At this moment, Beach Mountbatten's somewhat rough voice came from the door.

"The people from Tingen University Security Department are here."

Tingen University Security Office?
Klein smiled bitterly in his heart. Haha, this is what it means when someone says that good fortune never comes alone, and misfortune never comes singly.

I just hope that they really can't find anything. His resurrection from the dead is something that the people here can't understand, and it can't be figured out in a short time.

Klein silently bowed to the "senior time traveler," hoping that he would give him some good luck.

He really doesn't want to experience what it's like to be burned at the stake in another world!

The first person to come in was a young man wearing the same uniform as the gray-eyed officer, the monocle officer, and Beach Mountbatten. He looked like he had not been exposed to the sun for many years, and his skin looked abnormally pale.

He was a young man who looked only eighteen or nineteen years old, wearing a pair of black-framed glasses on his nose.

"Neil." The police officer wearing a monocle called the young man with black-framed glasses.

Neil looked at the gray-eyed officer, who nodded at him. Then, the young man with black-framed glasses looked at Klein.

A few more people walked out behind him. They were personnel from the Tingen University Security Department.

Among them are people that the original body knows.

That was the child of Mr. Azik Eggers, who had helped him a lot and was also a friend of the original body, Don Eggers.

(End of this chapter)