Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 135 Condolences to Sharon
After leaving the Dragon Bar, Chris walked southward and came to the junction of the Tasok River and the Hoy River.

At the junction of the two rivers, even in the flood season, the river water is not so fast, and boats of different sizes travel on the river.

Chris avoided the sight of the workers, walked to a deserted place by the river, grabbed a handful of sand, and quietly felt the qualities contained in it.

Although it is not an extraordinary material, in the hands of a "wizard", a handful of sand can also be turned into a spell-casting carrier.

But Chris ended up picking up just a few pebbles.Compared to the soil in the flower pot, he felt that the qualities contained in the soil were still too weak.

In order not to let anyone discover his deepest secret, Chris would be extremely careful every time he silently recited the honorary name. This time, he got into a public washroom next to the pier.

Before Chris stepped into the bathroom, he was nauseated by the fish and shrimp carcasses and rotten vegetable leaves in the ditch on the roadside. When he stepped into the toilet, he was hit by an unbearable stench mixed with fishy smell. The smell hit him, making him dizzy.

Chris felt that this place smelled worse than the cheap hotel in the Backlund Bridge area. He rushed to the innermost compartment in two steps, silently recited His honorable name, and came to the Island of Stars.

When the starlight vortex appeared accompanied by a whisper like a mosquito, Chris only had admiration for Klein in his heart.

He came to Star Island and took a few breaths of fresh air. He put the flowerpots, red sandstone fragments and pebbles he had picked up on the conjured table, and then returned to reality with ease.

Chris hailed a cab and drove toward Olsner Street in the East End.

He remembered that Mrs. Sharon's home was on Olsner Street, but he was not sure if two days had passed and there were any valuable clues in her home.

The coachman and Chris chatted for a while, and most of the time he was complaining, but he also mentioned the recent reduction in food prices.

"Young man, what's your job?" the coachman asked vaguely, holding a cigarette in his mouth.

This was the first time that Chris had seen a coachman who was so proactive and good at communicating with others, but after thinking about it, people who often interacted with others were generally very outgoing. Chris thought to himself, maybe he might be able to get something from the coachman. Information not found in books.

He changed the topic and asked:
"Do you know the deeds of Emperor Russell?"

"Of course I know," the coachman blew out a smoke ring, "Emperor Russell is from Intis. There are many inventions of the emperor in the Kingdom Museum in Backlund. I once went to see them. They are very good."

"Do you know those symbols he created? Where can you find them?"

"You asked the right person, man."

The coachman whipped his whip proudly, and the horse neighed and shook its head, not understanding.

He blew out a smoke ring and said:

"There lives a teacher named Rodel at No. 10 Stephens Street in the East District. He has a collection of many self-created symbols of Emperor Russell. How do I know? He often rides in my car. Of course I know. You can ask Ask him, he really likes to show people his collection."

Rodel?Member of the Trappist Order of Morse?
"0-08" must be "0-08", I have entered its story...

Chris had a premonition, not to mention the feature of Al Suhod's pen "you know it, it knows you, the more you know about it, the more likely it will be incorporated into the story", when in Misty Village , he also conjured it through the Star Island. Although it was just a phantom, he also successfully summoned the wrath of the Storm Lord and destroyed the original witch's birth ceremony.

But the problem is that he knows that "0-08" is currently in the hands of Ince Zangwill.

Therefore, he was not sure whether he had become its character or whether he had been written into the story by it...

He had to think about one thing - Ince Zangwill already knew of his existence.

While thinking about it, the carriage had already arrived in the East District and stopped at Olsner Street.Chris took out a 5p coin and handed it to the driver and jumped out of the car.

In front of the street, downstairs, there were five or six gentlemen and ladies in black formal suits. The men wore high black hats, and the ladies wore wide-brimmed hats with black gauze hanging down. Their faces showed sadness.

Chris lowered the brim of his hat, pretended to be a passerby and walked past them, hearing their conversation:

"Why did Mrs. Sharon go to the countryside during a thunderstorm? It's so unfortunate..."

"The goddess is above me! Little Hoy, you have to be strong, the goddess will protect you..."

"Councillor Maynard, you should propose to the mayor to erect a statue of Mrs. Sharon to commemorate her..."

"On behalf of Sir Ryall, I would like to express my deepest condolences to Lady Sharon. Sir is on his way."

Several political and business people whom Chris had met at the charity dinner gathered under Mrs. Sharon's house to mourn. Her funeral would be held in a few days.

Not even the body was found...

Chris hid in a deserted place, silently recited His honorable name, and came to the Island of Stars.

He gathered his spirit, wrapped his spirit body, sank his whole body, and came to the spirit world in an instant.

The surrounding scenery seemed to be the same as before, but it gave him a sense of illusion, making him clearly realize that he was in the spiritual world.

Chris looked back at his body in reality, and after reconfirming his safety, he flew towards Mrs. Sharon's house.

There were white flowers in the house. Chris flew in from the window and based on the furnishings in the room, he came to the room with the dresser - her bedroom.

Long-lasting incense sticks are placed in the four corners of the room, and stockings, bras and other things that would make conservative men and women blush are piled messily on the woolen bed. People can't help but wonder, who is sleeping here? What a charming woman.

Chris' attention was not attracted by this. While those people were still in the living room on the first floor, he quickly opened the drawer of the dresser and rummaged inside.

Most of them were fashion magazines, newspapers, etc. He rummaged for a while but didn't find what he wanted.

Chris then cast his gaze to the corner of the room.

In the corner, there is a one-meter-high cube, completely covered in colorful woolen fabrics, with a candlestick placed on it.

Chris removed the candlestick and woolen cloth, and an iron-gray safe came into view.

It seems that the Heart of Machinery has not come yet, maybe because the search procedures have not been approved or there is no suitable reason...

Chris thought of the possibility that Mechanic Heart knew that Mrs. Sharon was a member of the Witch Sect, so they came to her house to search.

But judging from the current situation, neither the Heart of the Machine nor the Nighthawks had come earlier, which was undoubtedly good news for him.

Chris jumped forward and got fully into the cabinet.

(End of this chapter)