Mystery: I can change things in books

Chapter 75 Action
He could tell at a glance that the other party was abnormal: he always walked with his head down, leaning against the wall, with his hands in his pockets, and wearing a peaked cap that did not match his clothes, hiding his eyes under the brim of the hat.

It might be difficult for an ordinary person to detect his abnormality, but Horik is an experienced police officer. He once studied at the Backlund Police Academy for three years, and he got the opportunity to become an extraordinary person because of his outstanding performance.

Horik watched him enter the apartment and followed him without hesitation.

If it were other police officers, they might wait here conservatively and wait until reinforcements arrive or teammates arrive before taking action.But Horik is different. He is used to acting alone, like a lone ranger.For him, it is better not to have teammates who don't understand his thoughts, and he is not used to commanding others.

Horik put on his hat and casual clothes and went downstairs.

The townhouse apartments on this street all have the same building type. In addition, Horik has come here to investigate. He walked close to the wall in the "Mole's" blind spot so that he would not be discovered by the other party.

He gently pushed open the door, and the old painted iron door creaked. Now most of the residents here are not off work, and the corridor is very quiet.

Horik stepped onto the steps, taking every step with extreme caution. His right hand held the holster of his gun. If there was an emergency, he would immediately take out the gun. The first round in the revolver was an ordinary bullet, and the remaining five rounds were all Demon hunting bullets engraved with mysterious patterns.

Arriving on the third floor, Horik stood in the middle of the hall. His gaze moved to the left. He could now see the door of "The Mole".

An old gas lamp hung overhead, emitting a dim light.There are no windows here, and the light is projected onto the stairs from the exhaust fan on the wall. The fan blades look like a demon with teeth and claws.

Horik stepped as lightly as possible so that his boots would not make any sound.

He moved against the wall to the outside of "Mole's" room, pressed his ears against the wall, and listened to what was going on inside.

It was quiet inside, it seemed like there was nothing, he didn't hear anything.

Horik relaxed and breathed, he could hear his own heartbeat now.

An unpleasant smell wafted out from the crack in the door, and he sniffed. He was very familiar with this smell.

Nitroglycerin!

This drug for treating heart disease can also be used as a dynamite!
Horik took the revolver out of the holster and put it in his trench coat pocket.

"Dong dong dong."

Horik knocked three times and listened quietly to the movement inside.

Suddenly there was a rustling sound inside, footsteps approaching from far away, and a voice came from behind the door:

"Which one?"

The man's voice was very soft, but it didn't make people think he was a man. It was even difficult for Horik to associate this voice with the wretched-looking "Mole".

Maybe it's not the "Mole", but the person who just entered.Horik thought to himself.

"Check ID, police."

Horik held the police officer's certificate in his hand, and the man behind the door fell into a brief silence. After a moment, the door opened, and a man wearing a peaked cap appeared behind the door. This was not "Mole."

Later, Horik recalled this scene many times, his first real contact with the "Mole", and he regretted not acting sooner.

"Check ID, police."

Horick unfolded his ID card and repeated.

"Officer, please come in, please come in."

The peaked cap smiled and bowed repeatedly, inviting Horik in.

Horik's right hand was in his pocket, holding the revolver, ready to fire.His nose sniffed, looking for the smell of nitroglycerin, and he scanned the entire house with the corner of his eye.The smell of nitroglycerin in the air is very weak, but Horik is an extraordinary person of the "General Knowledge" path, and he has an extraordinary sensitivity to this smell.The peaked hat rubbed his hands, half-bent, with a flattering look on his face.This look made Horik feel sick.

"Where's the ID?" Horik looked around casually.This house is not big. There is the living room when you enter the door, and the bedroom on the right. The door is open and there is no one inside.Behind the partition wall on the left is the kitchen. Standing at the door, you can see the whole room.The bathroom is outside the house and is public. The whole house is about [-] to [-] square meters.

"Here, here." Peaked Hat picked up the ID from the coffee table and handed it to Horik with both hands.

Horik took it and looked through it a few times. His focus was not on that. He was looking for "Mole".

Three hours ago, "Mole" clearly entered this apartment, but now he is not here.Where is he?
The ID card was not that of a "mole". Horik had no impression of the name on it. The person in the photo was not dressed in the Tingen style. The address column confirmed his guess: this was the ID card of a citizen of Jianhai County.

"Are you from Jianhai County?"

Horik looked up at the peaked cap and handed back the ID.

"Yes, yes." The peaked cap nodded repeatedly, "Officer, is there anything else?"

His flattering smile made people feel sick to their stomachs. Horik frowned slightly: "Is this the house you rented? Why did the people from Jianhai County come to Tingen?"

"Officer, haven't your ID documents been checked? Are you..." There was a puzzled look on the peaked cap's face. He was pretending to be confused and wanted Horik to take the initiative to reveal his purpose.

"Answer my question." Horik said in a tone that could not be refuted.

"Ah, yes, I rent this house."

"You're the only one living here?"

The peaked cap sneered: "Yes, I'm the only one. Officer, what are you doing here? I'm a little panicked when you ask me this..."

Horik is trying to delay as much time as possible to search for traces of "Mole" in this room. Emperor Russell said, "Once the bow is opened, the arrow cannot be taken back." He has now been actively exposed to "Mole" and "Mole". In front of his accomplices, if they don't act now, they will definitely be alert later.

But where is "Mole"?Is he in a public restroom?

"Do you know Leo Seff?"

Horik sounded like he was asking his neighbor if he had had dinner. He smiled, trying to allay the other person's concerns.

The peaked cap was stunned for a moment: "No, I don't know him."

The smell of nitroglycerin became stronger, and now the concentration in the room was so high that even an ordinary person could smell it.

Horik sniffed and slapped his face in front of his face a few times: "What's the smell? Do you smell it?"

"No, no, by the way, is the food burnt..."

The peaked cap muttered and walked towards the kitchen. Horik followed him with his eyes, keeping him in his sight.

"It's really burnt, hey, my memory..." The peaked cap took down an iron pot from the stove, and he put the covered iron pot on the coffee table, as if Horik beside him didn't exist .

"Officer, are you thirsty? Do you want a drink of water?"

Without waiting for Horik's answer, he walked over to the bucket and took a glass of water.

The peaked hat walked towards Horik holding a water glass, his eyes suddenly became fierce, and he poured the water over violently.

Inside is aqua regia!
(End of this chapter)