I Forged the Myth of the Ancient Overlords
Chapter 624 - 624 623. Its a locked-room murder_1

Chapter 624: 623. It’s a locked-room murder!_1 Chapter 624: 623. It’s a locked-room murder!_1 Gaude’s death was definitely not something an ordinary human could easily achieve. Moreover, he had spoken with Lu Ban and the others just a few hours earlier—meaning that he was murdered after he left the dining room and returned to his room, and had even found time to take a bath in between.

“We need to confirm the alibis. As for the locked room… in such circumstances, a locked room won’t keep a monster out.”

Mr. Stone said this as he heard hurried footsteps coming from the hallway.

“This…”

The old butler and the maid rushed over, and upon seeing Gaude’s corpse, the silver-haired butler with the monocle seemed momentarily out of breath.

The maid was even more affected. She fainted on the spot before she could let out a scream, collapsing onto the floor with a thud, unconscious.

“We have to protect the crime scene first.”

Mr. Stone said, as he glanced at the body.

“A serious murder has occurred here. Call the police immediately.”

For Mr. Stone, understanding the secrets of Storm Villa was indeed important. But their task was only to stay alive until Soul Summoning Night. From a utilitarian perspective, staying at the police station was clearly safer than staying in Storm Villa.

“Okay, okay.”

The old butler hesitated for a moment before turning around; he stepped over the fainted maid and went to the phone in the hallway to make the call.

At that moment, Lorne also arrived at the scene.

Upon seeing Gaude’s condition, he instinctively frowned and covered his nose.

He then saw the old butler on the phone in the hallway.

“Wait, what are you doing?”

Lorne asked anxiously.

“I am, uh, calling the police, as per Mr. Stone’s instructions…”

Just as the old butler had picked up the receiver, Lorne’s words made him freeze.

“We can’t call the police, listen, we can’t call the police. If they come, they will take us all away. Taoist Crane Cry and The Conjuring are not officially allowed. If they find out, they’ll arrest us all. Not only will my father not be able to return, but this villa might also be seized!”

Lorne explained in a somewhat incoherent manner. Clearly, he was worried that if the police came, they would concoct various charges to imprison him and the others indefinitely, or perhaps one day they would choke to death on their food in their cells.

The police in Abandoned Capital were clearly not known for their good reputation. As protectors of the upper class, hoping they would do their job for money was already a luxury, let alone the times when the police took bribes and still failed to act, or even created more trouble.

If one didn’t have the backing of real power in Abandoned Capital, it was easy to be harassed by the police, who would investigate and squeeze for bribes.

Moreover, with this mansion connected to Taoist Crane Cry, the police would definitely try to take over as soon as they found out, expelling Lorne and the others entirely and then slowly studying the place at their leisure.

So, in Lorne’s view, it was better to die here than call the police.

“But…”

The old butler looked at Mr. Stone.

“This is a murder, and it might involve supernatural forces. It’s very dangerous to stay here.”

Mr. Stone took the handset from the old butler’s hand.

However, as he picked up the handset and tried to dial, he ended up setting the handset back down.

“The phone line’s been cut.”

No sooner had he spoken than a roar came from outside the window.

The group hurriedly gathered at the window and saw the nearby road and power poles being washed away by mudslides from the mountain. The road was blocked, and the poles had fallen, with electric currents spreading along the thick black wires.

Soon, the lights in the villa went out, and the corridor was enveloped in silence and darkness, illuminated intermittently by the flashes of lightning outside amidst the storm, lighting up every person’s face.

“Is there another way down the mountain?”

Mr. Stone asked the old butler.

“There’s no other way, there’s only one road leading down from here.”

The old butler was somewhat nervous as he immediately replied.

“The road down the mountain is blocked, the phone and power lines have been cut, we’ve completely lost contact with the outside world. Before this storm ends, we can only stay here.”

Stone turned to the others and said.

“But don’t worry, I had an arrangement with Chief Holler before I came. If I don’t make regular phone calls, the police will send someone here, and now…”

Stone took a pocket watch out of his pocket and checked the time.

“In one more hour, if I still haven’t called Chief Holler, then he’ll know something has happened. The police will arrive by tomorrow morning at the latest, and if nothing unexpected occurs, we’ll be sitting in front of a warm fireplace drinking tea tomorrow evening.”

Watching Stone, Lorne suddenly became irritable.

“How can you, this is my father’s inheritance, this is…”

He wanted to grab Stone’s collar, but Stone had already moved first. Stone dodged Lorne’s move and pinned him against the wall, his hands locked behind him.

“Please calm down, Mr. Lorne, I would definitely not notify the police unless a malicious incident has occurred.”

He asked the old butler to notify the other servants to temporarily seal Gaude’s room and the two adjacent guest rooms. They returned to the dining room.

Shia was still unaware of what had happened; she was already enjoying the roast chicken and potatoes served by the servants. Although the darkness caused by the lack of electricity meant the dining room could be lit only by candles, this did not affect her enjoyment of the food at all.

“You’re back, what happened?”

Shia asked, holding a chicken leg in one hand and spearing vegetables with a fork in the other.

“Gaude is dead, found dead in his bed, his organs have vanished without a trace.”

Lu Ban spoke bluntly, leaving the maids in the dining room stunned.

“Oh.”

Shia responded, then dug out the potatoes stuffed inside the chicken belly on her plate and took a bite.

“Our connection to the outside world has been cut, we can’t leave for now.”

Stone added another sentence before he sat down opposite Shia and also began to eat dinner from his plate.

Lu Ban sliced the roast chicken on his plate and began to eat it contentedly.

As the candlelight flickered, Lorne watched the three people enjoying their food and couldn’t decide what expression to make.

Stone and Lu Ban had just seen the dead body, and it was in such a state, yet now they were eating effortlessly. What kind of strong mentality was this?

“You can still eat?”

Lorne asked somewhat feebly. He pulled out a chair and sat down, looking at the food on the table and feeling nauseated.

“How can we have the energy to investigate if we don’t eat well?”

Lu Ban answered as if it were a matter of course.

They ate for a while, and suddenly, a series of urgent and heavy footsteps came from the corridor outside.

“I want to leave this place, I want to leave here!”

Before seeing her, Lu Ban heard the rich woman’s cries.

Bang—

The door was pushed open, and Lu Ban saw Bronning’s daughter Aima, with disheveled hair, burst into the dining room.

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