A shotgun?

In the face of the supernatural, it is no different from burning a fire stick. At present, the gentlemen of Scotland Yard have distributed silver-plated cold weapons and holy water. These things are much more effective than revolvers.

However, for a child, a weapon like this that can hunt medium-sized animals is undoubtedly a weapon for self-defense.

Frankly speaking, Lu Li had determined that the bump behind the door was caused by the missing person Dick, but he still had doubts in his heart.

It can be seen that the child was in a panic situation, but why did he go back to get the gun? You know, after passing through the living room and entering the corridor, you have to make a choice, either go upstairs, go back to the room to hide, or go into the basement.

Choose to use your gun to deal with your pursuers.

Put yourself in someone else’s shoes.

How could a child who was so panic-stricken that he had to use all his strength to even push the door and smash his handle into the wooden wall have the courage to get a gun?

"Madame Eugenie."

Lu Li spoke, causing the lady beside him, whose thoughts had wandered to some unknown place, to come back to her senses.

"What...what's wrong?"

"What is Dick's personality like? Is he introverted or lively? Do you usually have the habit of going to the wild to watch your elders hunting?"

"He is very shy. He used to play with children from relatives and would never speak."

Madame Eugenie was a little excited. She felt that Lu Li had discovered something, so she acted very frankly and continued: "There are even rumors that he is gay."

"..."

It is common for little boys to be thin-skinned and embarrassed to play with the opposite sex.

Therefore, Lu Li didn't pay attention.

"Does an introverted child have the courage to shoot and resist?"

His eyes fell on Holmes, and his tone sounded like he was asking for confirmation, but also like he was discussing.

"There are two possibilities."

"In the process of escaping, he immediately came to the basement. After finding the weapon, he found that it was ineffective against the pursuers, so he could only continue to escape."

Having said this, Holmes shook his head. He was not inclined to this, but just mentioned it as a possibility.

"What about the second one?"

"He kept trying to escape, escaping from outside the house and into the house, repeating this process many times, until he finally became desperate and thought of an old shotgun in the basement, so he had no choice but to resist."

Back to file!

Lu Li instantly understood what Holmes meant. Dick ran away repeatedly, from downstairs to upstairs, and then from downstairs to upstairs, trying to escape his unfortunate fate. After a long time, he found that the only way left was to kill the opponent, so he

Courage to find the gun.

"The traces we just saw are not shallow. Even an adult would not be able to create them in one go."

Compared to Lu Li, Holmes observed more carefully. While he was going downstairs to look for other clues, the detective kept staring at the door.

The traces continued to expand, and the degree of impact varied. Obviously, it was not caused at once.

"So... we don't even need to look for the maids who used to work here. The kitchen, bathroom, and Madame Eugenie's room are all normal. There are only traces of the escape route."

"We have to rule out the one percent. After all, we have no direct evidence."

After finishing speaking, Holmes turned to look at Madame Eugenie and asked: "Can I borrow a phone? I need to call the nearby police station to verify whether the shotgun was stolen by the servant."

"Please help yourself."

Watching Holmes climb up the ladder, Madame Eugenie continued to sob. After hearing this, she also understood that the child seemed to have experienced torture and was constantly being chased by monsters.

"Please rest assured, we already have a clue..."

Lu Li was not very good at comforting people, so he said a few words dryly and then gave up his thoughts.

According to Holmes's guess, Dick stayed in this room for a long time, and maybe he is still here at this moment, huddled in a corner, watching here.

Thinking of this, Lu Li expanded his senses to the limit. Madam Eugénie, whose shoulders were shaking slightly next to her, stopped crying. She felt like something was staring at her, and little particles began to appear on her skin, but she didn't feel that kind of being in her heart.

The fear of being pursued by dangerous creatures.

One meter... two meters...

Holmes, who walked to the telephone, paused and looked toward the basement.

For a werewolf, super perception is an essential fighting quality, not to mention that Lu Li is not an ordinary werewolf. His final form can interfere with time, space and cause and effect.

Although he has not become a complete body now, after learning some exclusive skills, the inner strength deep in his blood has been further explored. Even though he is far away from his final form, he is still particularly sensitive to space.

At this moment, Lu Li wanted to try whether he could get in touch with that mysterious space through his own power.

The major premise is that Sherlock Holmes' statement is true.

Minor premise: ability can make it that far.

Just like that, the room became silent.

One hand rested on the empty gun rack.

Will it be effective?

Rely on your own perception.

Are there any runes on Duke's side that can communicate with other worlds?

Lu Li closed his eyes tightly and amplified his abstract perception to the limit. All kinds of thoughts surged in his mind, and then they were all suppressed.

As time slowly passed, the surrounding air seemed to stop and turned into a concrete and solid state.

Immediately afterwards, Lu Li's ears began to hear a whistling sound, which became more and more rapid, making people think of drum beats, but according to the inferred situation, it should be the sound of footsteps.

Dick ran quickly across the floor and wooden stairs.

Click.

The top planks of the basement were opened.

Lu Li felt that his mind was filled with psychedelic colors, and he saw a colorful figure jumping in.

Then, there was a strange sound, accompanied by a very slight sound of metal friction, as if projectiles were being filled into the barrel...

Lu Li entered a state of high perception and became particularly "imaginative". He saw a Flintlock shotgun being raised by a figure, facing the entrance to the basement.

boom!

The fire lit up.

Before he could see his pursuer clearly, Lu Li exited that state. He felt extremely painful in his head, as if a machine had fallen into a long buffering period after being overloaded.

"Da da da……"

There was a sound echoing in my ears.

A novel feeling came to his mind. Lu Li opened his eyes and saw desolation.

He froze for a moment, not because of fear, because his heartbeat rhythm did not change at all, nor because of the freezing caused by the sudden drop in temperature, but because he could not breathe or speak, he was frozen like a bystander who could do nothing.

However, Lu Li could clearly feel that something evil was targeting him, and it wanted to kill not just Lu Li, but everyone.

"gentlemen……"

"gentlemen……"

"What's wrong with you?"

The call and the violent shaking on his shoulders brought Lu Li back to reality.
Chapter completed!