Countless glimmers of light came towards him, and the chaotic mutterings of millions of people filled his ears, but Klein didn't pay any attention to it. The Joker's ability told him that his spirit was being enveloped little by little by the rapidly expanding and spreading black shadow.

The black shadow was a huge cross, and there seemed to be a person hanging upside down on it!

Crack!

The chaotic and terrifying storms of thought all turned outward and became unified, and Hood Eugen's "spiritual world" fell apart bit by bit.

Klein found that he had flown at the highest speed he had achieved during the experiment that day. After briefly absorbing some of the power from the mysterious space above the gray fog, his spirit body had become noticeably stronger!

Just when the dark shadow of the cross was about to completely cover him, he rushed out of that hazy "world" and sensed his own body.

Falling rapidly and skillfully, Klein's eyes suddenly saw Hood Eugen, a man with a thin face and messy yellow hair, and three candles burning quietly on the windowsill.

He came out of the psychic state just in time!

In an instant, he saw black scales growing on Hood Eugen's face. His dazed pupils stood up and he became extremely cold and ruthless.

Oops! He's going to lose control! Klein's pupils just shrank, and before he could react, he saw a figure wearing a knee-length black windbreaker and a silk hat of the same color step in front of Hood Eugen, raise the special revolver in his hand, and press it against the other's head.

Bang bang bang bang!

Dunn Smith fired five shots in a row, and Hood Eugen's head suddenly swelled up, like a watermelon falling from a height to the ground, and red and white rain sprinkled to every corner of the room.

He dealt with Hood Eugen before he completely lost control!

Klein, who was within fifty centimeters, had blood spots and stains all over his face and body. He stared at Dunn Smith in a daze, only to find that the captain looked so handsome at that moment.

As long as we don't talk about memory, the captain is still very trustworthy... He sincerely praised him in his heart.

"What happened?" Dunn put away his revolver and watched Hood Eugen's nearly headless body slowly fall limp.

Just as Klein was about to organize his words to answer, he saw the corpse turned into a pool of bloody flesh and a mental hospital gown covering it in a few breaths. It seemed that even the most basic structure had been destroyed.

Soon, only a few intact parts of Hood Eugen's body were left. One was a few dozen scales that shimmered with a faint black light, and the other was his heart that had turned light blue and crystal clear.

The heart flows with dreamy colors, like a diamond illuminated by light.

Sometimes it calms people, sometimes it makes people manic, sometimes it creates tension, and sometimes it causes chaos, but other than that, there is no special performance.

"This should be an item that can be controlled." Dunn put away his revolver, took out a black glove, put it on his right palm, then half-knelt down and picked up the crystal heart.

An item that can be controlled... According to what the captain said before, this can be used as the main ingredient for the Sequence 7 "Psychologist" formula... But will this make it easier for the Beyonders who are promoted because of this to lose control? Klein took out a handkerchief and wiped the blood stains on his face and body. He then took back the specially made tarot cards and cleaned their surfaces.

He looked at the ground and asked curiously:

"What do these black scales belong to?"

"This is a material that has been imbued with a certain extraordinary power. It can be used to make some items with long-lasting effects. For example, our demon-hunting bullets will significantly reduce their ability to harm monsters such as the Undead if they are kept for more than three months. Only a little demon-hunting property of the material itself will remain. If similar black scales are used as materials, the effect will last for a year or even more than two years, and the effect itself will be better. Of course, due to the characteristics, these black scales are obviously not suitable for making demon-hunting bullets." Dunn took the paper from Klein while explaining, wrapped the light blue heart, and wrapped the black scales.

"Like the parts of extraordinary species that can be used as ingredients other than the main ingredients of potions?" Klein asked, giving an example.

Dunn straightened up and nodded slightly.

"Yes."

If you lose control, you will really become a monster... Klein sighed and took advantage of the fact that the room was still sealed by the spiritual wall to quickly recount his previous experience:

"When I was communicating with Hood Eugen's spirit, I saw a shadow similar to the real Creator from his mental level, but it was different from the mainstream. It was not a giant tied up with chains and hanging upside down, nor was it an eye behind a shadow curtain. It was similar to what you, Captain, saw in Hainas Vincent's dream."

Heinus Vincent is a member of the Aurora Society. Because Selina peeked at his spell and performed a complete "magic mirror divination", he was investigated by the Nighthawks.

In his dream, Dunn Smith saw a picture that was close to the real Creator but different from the widely circulated image of the other party. As a result, one was injured and the other died mysteriously.

Klein had anticipated what had happened before when Hood Eugen turned over the "Hanged Man" tarot card, but he didn't expect it to be presented in that way. Of course, this was an indirect contact and could not be compared to his direct "peek" at the "Eternal Sun". The worst outcome would be to get hurt or slightly contaminated.

After hearing Klein's description, Dunn's expression suddenly became solemn.

He frowned slightly and said in a low voice:

"A huge cross, black iron nails, and a naked, bloody man hanging upside down?"

“I didn’t see it clearly, which is why I wasn’t hurt. I only noticed the huge cross and the figure that seemed to be hung upside down,” Klein answered tactfully.

He was just thinking about "running away"...

Dunn nodded as if he was thinking:

"Is Lanevus's visit to Hood Eugen related to the 'True Creator'? Is it related to the Aurora Society?"

Klein hurriedly described the conversation during the psychic communication and the scenes he saw in detail, and finally said:

"... What Lanevus used to deceive Hood Eugen was 'acting', a bit of so-called immortal divinity, but I don't understand why he said this is the worst of times and the best of times. Hmm, maybe this is the unique speaking style of a 'swindler'?"

"...The help provided by Hood Eugen involves a gloomy, dark altar... I suspect Lanevus is planning something terrible..."

As he was talking, he suddenly thought:

"Captain, do you remember the letter to Mr. Z? It was on the body of the Aurora member I shot!"

"He said in the letter that when the time is right, like the day of doom, he will offer all the lambs of Tingen City to the so-called Lord. Could this be related to what Lanevus is planning?"

"Could Lanevus be Mr. Z from the Aurora Society?"

Dunn Smith thought about it carefully and said:

"I don't think so. Lanevus is not Mr. Z. Otherwise, he wouldn't set up a fake steel company and defraud others of their money while doing his work for the Aurora Society. This would make his main mission full of variables. Well, if there is any accident in the operation of the steel company, he will be exposed to the eyes of the police and us, and he will have to flee Tingen and interrupt his plan."

"Of course, if he is a complete lunatic, then it would be normal for him to do anything illogical."

"But judging by the calmness and cunning with which he set up the scam and calmly took away the money, he is not really a madman."

"So I don't think he is Mr. Z from the Aurora Society. Of course, he is very likely involved in the matter mentioned in the letter, the matter of dedicating all the lambs in Tingen City to the so-called Lord."

Having said this, Dunn paused, paced back and forth, and said:

"This matter may be quite serious. We must re-investigate Lanevus and try to find some clues. Well, we will deal with the scene and cover up the traces here. Let everyone know that Hood Eugen is dead, but they cannot figure out who killed him. This will make the Psychological Alchemy Society or other Beyonders who are paying attention to the asylum jump out. They may know something."

"The Lanevus fraud case is either still in the hands of the police or has been transferred to the hands of the Mandated Punisher. We are intervening in this case on the pretext of the clues we obtained when investigating the Aurora Society. We will cooperate with the Mandated Punisher and the Mechanical Heart, concentrate the power of Tingen City, and carefully investigate the people and objects related to Lanevus. If necessary, we will ask for help from the Backlund Diocese and the Cathedral!"

After finishing speaking, Dunn turned his head and looked at Klein, then thought for a moment and said:

"Do you have anything to add?"

Captain, you've said it all... Klein shook his head solemnly:

"No!"

He seized the opportunity and, with the help of the crude altar that had not yet been cleaned up, used ritual magic to remove some necessary traces, ensuring that under normal circumstances no one could find out that he and the captain had killed Hood Eugen.

Then he collected the materials, extinguished the candle, removed the spiritual wall, and quietly left the ward with Dunn Smith and walked out of the asylum.

"You should go back and rest." Dunn stood in a corner of the wall without street lights, pressed down his black silk hat and said, "Many things can only be started tomorrow."

“Okay.” Klein was not an insomniac who only needed to sleep two or three hours a day. He said goodbye and left immediately, taking the exclusive carriage of the Night Watch team waiting not far away and returning to Daffodil Street.

Before he entered the carriage, he looked back and saw the captain still standing in the darkness where even the moonlight was blocked, seemingly thinking about something quietly.

The streets were deserted in the early morning, and horse-drawn carriages were running fast, sometimes going straight and sometimes turning.

Klein was thinking about Lanevus's matter when he suddenly became dazed.

He saw the colors in front of him suddenly become richer, the red became redder, the black became darker, like an abstract oil painting.

Everything around slowed down, and the carriage seemed to have entered a strange world.

Klein quickly grasped the "Sunfire Talisman" and pulled out his revolver.

At this moment, a huge bony hand reached in through the carriage window and dropped the folded letter.

As the hand retracted and disappeared, the scene like an oil painting suddenly returned to normal, and the carriage continued to move smoothly on the street.

“…It’s really a secret method…” Klein stared blankly at the letter paper at his feet, the corner of his mouth twitching.