Chapter 42 Interrogation Backstage at the theater, Father Fonte sat with the owner, Chapman. Dora's mental state seemed to have improved a lot. She insisted on knowing why Larde was plotting to harm her, so she leaned on the couch and listened, staring at Larde with her beautiful eyes. Lalde was sitting on the ground with chains on his hands, and he was surrounded by gray-brown unknown powder sprinkled by Fonte. The powder traces are strictly regular, forming a complex geometric pattern. "Forbidden spell..." Marquette muttered to himself, he didn't expect that the priest of the Church of Wisdom was really capable and not just a fool. Liu Yonglu and Marquette were sitting at the door at this time. Marquette was a little disappointed. He had thought that he could get some benefit from Liu Yonglu today, but he didn't expect to be overshadowed by the Church of Wisdom. But since he had already made such a big promise, he followed her into the backstage. Liu Yonglu didn't care at all. He looked as if nothing had happened, sitting on the chair and looking around. It was his first time to be backstage at a musical theater, and also his first time to see someone perform forbidden magic, so everything he saw was new. Did the big brother just sprinkle it on the ground? Well, maybe he learned it from Monkey King, but he didn't learn it well. It can only prevent people from leaving but not from coming in. It's boring and not worth it.
Oh, look how scared Miss Dora is, she can't even stand up straight. But she is still handsome without makeup, much better than with makeup. While he was thinking about things with a smile on his face, the interrogation had already begun over there. "Mr. Larder, may I ask why you attacked Miss Dora? I have just sent someone to contact your father. You'd better explain yourself clearly now." Chapman spoke. Larder was a man of status in the city, so Chapman's tone was quite polite. "You shouldn't be here. Please follow the guidance of the reflection in your dream, Cassilda's maid. Where the mist of Lake Hali stands is the bridge to the tower." Larder was not talking to Chapman. He moved his body, scratched his chin with his hand and looked at Dora. Dora frowned, because some of the words that Lalder said were ones she had heard in Medea's singing. "What does that mean? Is she a young lady or a maid?" Liu Yonglu whispered to Marquette as he sat there. "I don't know. This guy has some problems with his brain, but what he said should be lines from a play." Marquette also heard Dora and Chapman's whispers, but if they were lines from a play, why had he never heard of them before? Chapman didn't get a satisfactory answer and looked at Father Fonte who was sitting next to him. “The evil spirit in your body can’t help you, so don’t waste your energy. Come back with me to the Mysterious Chapel later, and you can confess your sins before the Supreme God of Mechanical Wisdom and Steam Miracles." "The blind and arrogant walk slowly in the world. They have never seen the stairs under the moon, and cannot witness the eternal years passing by. Come on, maid. When the two suns slowly set, you will fall into Lake Hali with the stars in the sky." This was Larder's answer, but this time he lowered his head and his tied hands seemed to be scratching his face. "Did Medea ask you to come? What's the relationship between you and the monster in the mirror?" This time it was Dora who asked the questions. Lalder's strange expression frightened her. Not only the monster in the mirror, but even the believers in reality began to act. She swallowed nervously after asking the question. "The nameless king of Carcosa has brought down a curse of grotesqueness and chaos. Wherever he looks, branches of withering and decay will sprout, and flowers of chaos and disorder will grow in the eyes of those who have visited Carcosa. Go, maiden, and you will be the one who sows the seeds of the flowers." Larder continued his rambling nonsense.
At first, Chapman and Dora asked a few questions, but when they saw that it didn't work, they simply shut up. In the end, only Father Font continued to try, but Larde was still mumbling incoherent and chaotic babblings as he did at the beginning. Font was a little impatient, so he snorted and simply shut up. At this moment, he turned his head and saw Liu Yonglu sitting there with his legs crossed and a grin on his face. He held a cigarette in his hand and ate the fruit plate prepared for Dora on the table. He smoked and ate at the same time, smiling happily. What does this person mean? The more Fonte looked at that smiling face, the more hateful it became. Does this person... look down on the methods of the Wisdom God Cult? "Sir, what are you laughing at?" Fonte asked Liu Yonglu indifferently. Hearing him say that, other people also turned their eyes to him. "I am laughing at you two... Oh, it's really funny, you are talking about the South Gate Tower and he is talking about the hip axis, how can the two of you keep talking for so long." Hearing what he said, others including Marquette frowned, because they didn't understand what Liu Yonglu meant. Although Fonte didn't understand, he could still sense the sarcasm in Liu Yonglu's words. He snorted coldly and slowly walked towards Larde, ready to use some tricks to make him confess the truth, so as to make this guy who was just watching the fun shut up completely and know how powerful the Church of Wisdom is. But just as he walked outside the geometric circle, Lalder, who had been keeping his head buried, suddenly moved. His body sprang up with an inhuman movement, like a viper stalking its prey, and he stretched his head forward and suddenly was close to Fonte. Only then did everyone see Larde's face clearly and they all gasped. It turned out that when he lowered his head just now, he had silently scratched a symbol in the center of his forehead with his fingernails. The symbol was three curved lines that all converged to a central point. The flesh that was torn and turned inside out by the nails was particularly bloody, and the dripping blood covered Lard's entire face. Fonte stopped and stood outside the figure. As long as he didn't step into the circle, the other party couldn't hurt him. As soon as Lalder stretched his head to the edge of the figure, he was blocked by an invisible force, but he stood inside the circle with a grin on his face, unwilling to give up. Everyone in the room saw a ball of translucent invisible gas squeezing out from Lard's head, and that thing gradually took on the shadow of Lard's face. The expression of the phantom Larde was completely beyond human comprehension. It did not grit its teeth or act ferociously, but just that face was enough to scare Dora so much that she screamed. Because she felt the unique aura of the masked monster in the mirror! The phantom instantly broke through the range of the geometric pattern and bit Fonte's nose. Fortunately, Fonte reacted quickly enough and took a step back in time, so only the tip of his nose was bitten. When everyone turned their eyes to Larde again, he was still standing in the pattern, and the translucent shadow had disappeared, as if it had never appeared. "Tsk, don't stand so close, someone might bite your nose, you almost became Voldemort." Liu Yonglu was still making sarcastic remarks. His attitude at this time also completely angered Fonte. Fonte took the scarf handed to him by Chapman, covered his nose with it, and said in a muffled voice: "Your Excellency always looks cynical, why don't you give it a try?" "Tsk, I'll come if I want." Happy weekend everyone. I’m posting three chapters today, mainly because I just happened to be in time. It would be a bit awkward to post two chapters, but in the future unless there are special circumstances, I’ll probably post two chapters. Don’t always think about my saved drafts. The question that everyone has been thinking about has finally been answered. Liu Yonglu has the ability to protect himself. In fact, I have been laying the groundwork for this in the previous chapters. You don’t have to worry, this book is not a book about combat power. The so-called means are just an auxiliary. The core is still the legendary investigator Liu Yonglu’s ability to solve (xiang) cases (sheng). Finally, please help me read the article next Tuesday. Thank you. (End of this chapter)