I Am Breaking the Dimensional Wall In the Lord of Mysteries

After the mouse ran up to the second floor, it got in from room to room, as if looking for something.

Finally, it got into a dimly lit bedroom and saw that the quilt on the bed was lifted and someone sat up.

It was a man in his thirties, with messy hair and scum, and dark eyes.

There is a mole next to his right eye and the bridge of his nose is high. If he cleans up and trims his beard, he must be a handsome gentleman.

It's a pity that now he looks better than a tramp.

While the mouse was watching him, the man got out of bed, opened the window, and sighed long.

He turned around and finally spotted the mouse, and screamed: "Mouse! There are mice!"

Suddenly, there was a rush of footsteps outside the room, and then the door slammed open. A burly Fusac man rushed in with a revolver: "What happened?"

"Mouse, there are rats in the house! I said you can't dismiss all the servants. Look, there are rats in this house!" The rough man blamed loudly.

As for the mouse, it jumped out of the window and escaped long before the door was knocked open.

The mouse quickly crawled down the pipe, then got into the underground tunnel, and finally lost all its breath when it first planted.

It is dead.

In the cafe on Hagenstrasse, Sifa drank the last drop of coffee, left a few banknotes, put on his hat again, and opened the door to leave.

"It turns out that the secret puppet can also share vision and hearing. This ability is very practical. It can secretly puppet nearby animals and use it to spy on intelligence."

Xifa raised his head, looked at the small building opposite with his gray-blue eyes, smiled and said, "The three Fosac police officers and Morse are also inside."

"It's not difficult to deal with, it can be solved."

"That is, soon, there will be a visit by His Excellency Sevic. It should not be a simple character, who will it be?"

Xifa reached into his pocket, walked through the hall and walked into an alley next to room 12, and suddenly, he disappeared into the alley.

When he reappeared, Sifa was already standing in the kitchen full of unwashed dishes.

"Sleep."

He whispered in Hermes language. Suddenly, the power of ‘sleeping’ was flowing in the villa, which flowed away like a tide, making the small building like night falling.

The three Fusac police officers and Morse in the villa suddenly felt heavy eyelids, and their tiredness came quietly and fell asleep unknowingly.

Morse didn't know how long he slept until he felt someone tap his face and a slightly hoarse voice sounded in his ears that he woke up.

"Wake up, can you hear me?"

Morse opened his eyes hard, his eyes gradually focused, and he saw a dimly lit room, which seemed to be a living room, but it was no longer the bedroom he was familiar with. It was located in the house at No. 12 Hagen Street.

It seems that this room has not been used for a long time. The floor is covered with thick dust, there is very little furniture in the room, and the empty bed has no bedding.

As for myself.

Morse noticed that he was sitting on a sofa that had been bitten by a mouse. In front of the sofa, there is an old gentleman in his early fifties, with white temples and gray-blue eyes, but in good spirits, smiling and looking at him.

Morse gave a sharp shot, completely not sleepy, jumped up, and threw a series of questions: "Where is this? Why am I here? Who are you? What are you going to do?"

"I didn't intend to hurt you, otherwise, you won't be able to wake up. Did you say so, Mr. Morse Abraham." Sifa continued to say in the voice of the old man.

Morse's eyes widened, his eyes flickered, and he looked around, as if looking for an opportunity to escape.

"Don't do anything stupid, Mr. Morse, unless you want to be taken away by the Fosac police."

Hearing these words, Morston said discouraged: "Well, who are you and why do you know my identity. Even those Fusac people don't know that I am Abraham."

"That's because of your father, Mr. Arthur Ryder entrusted me to look for you in the sea. To be honest, it took me a lot of effort to finally find you."

Xifa said half-truth: "As for me, you can call me...Mr. Morgan."

"Mr. Morgan, so you are my father's friend?"

Morse said warily: "But how can I trust you?"

"Clarence's Gate, did you take this item? Arthur Ryder told me that if you need to choose between you and it, then take that item back first." Sifa did not Said quickly.

Morse smiled bitterly and said, "This is indeed the style of my respected father."

Sifa continued: "In addition, as long as the'Clarence Gate' is nearby, it will continuously inhale all kinds of gems, any gems, rubies, sapphires, emeralds, diamonds, pearls, lapis lazuli, etc. It's the thing that'door' loves."

Morse spread his hands: "Well, I believe what you said, this is a secret of our family, unless your father personally mentions it to you, you won't know it in such detail."

"I'm glad to have your trust, then please tell me, Mr. Morse, where is the'Clarence's Gate'?" Sifa narrowed his smile and asked the most critical question seriously.

Morse stared at Sefa, and sighed after a moment: "Mr. Morgan, it's not on me."

"I know."

Sifa took out a lapis lazuli from his pocket, which was prepared to test whether the "Clarence Gate" is nearby.

And now, this lapis lazuli is absolutely nothing unusual.

"It was taken away by my friend." Morse looked at Sefa with a dull voice.

Xifa wiped his face and lightly chin his head: "It seems that you need to tell me where your friend is and who is he?"

Morse stood up suddenly and said, "Mr. Morgan, please reply to my father~www.readwn.com~ and let him believe me once!"

"I took the'Clarence Gate' for a reason. They said that this item can do them a favor. If they succeed this time, they will help us Abraham and help us get rid of the curse of blood!"

Sifa frowned slightly: "Get rid of the blood curse, this is the condition they made? Mr. Morse, I am not Abraham, but I have heard of your curse."

"I sincerely hope that one day you can truly get rid of that curse. But I don't think your friends can solve this matter."

Because ‘Yellow Light’ Venetian said that the solution to Abraham’s bloodline curse lies in the hands of an "apprentice" who is helped by a hidden existence.

Moreover, this curse involves the level of gods, and it is definitely not that simple to get rid of, and then it can be lifted.

In other words, Morse was deceived and deceived!

Unexpectedly, after hearing what Xifa said, Morse said firmly: "No, they can solve it. Because there is a **** behind them!"