Divining Anseline

"Captain, my informant tells me that the guy I reported to you about last time, named Hood Eugen, has completely gone mad!"

Actually, the informant had mentioned this before, but Klein hadn't taken it seriously. This time, what the informant said was rather terrifying.

He said Hood Eugen kept saying, "They all have to die, everyone has to die!"

Dunn nodded.

"Okay, I'll go with you tonight."

Lynch raised his hand.

"Captain, can I go? Mountbatten told me that one of the suspects in the case of the special agent we handled last time is also in a mental hospital, maybe they're both in the same place. I'll go with you tonight and check on that suspect while I'm at it?"

Dunn hesitated for a moment, then nodded.

"You go..."

He was about to speak when Lynch interrupted him.

"I'll go to Old Neil's to get thirty Demon Hunting Bullets, then I'll put on my police uniform. That way, if anyone sees me, I'll say we're on a case, and then I'll wait here and not wander off, right?"

Lynch asked with a grin.

After a moment's thought, Dunn gave his approval.

Lynch's memory is indeed not bad, but he likes to imitate them, which is really funny.

"I'll be bringing 3-0611 tonight, remember to be prepared."

Lynch recalled that this thing seemed to be the Quiet Hair, which would calm people down and make them lose all thoughts after use.

Hopefully, tonight won't be too scary!

Early morning.

Lynch and Dunn arrived at the mental hospital together in a carriage.

They didn't want to expose Klein's informant, so they could only operate at night, which was also when people were sleeping the best, making it easier to manipulate both the Poet and the Nightmare.

"Let's try to pull him into my dream first."

Dunn said, standing outside the asylum.

Lynch didn't waste any time and immediately started reciting the poem.

The lamplight rests peacefully on the candlestick, and the chaos rests peacefully in the heart.

I am Poet who walks through the eternal night, guarding the gates of your dreams.

Listen, what rises from the Abyss is not clamor, but the return of silence.

The poem was written for him by Dunn, and he could recite it without much trouble. However, Klein, who was behind him, stared wide-eyed as if he didn't recognize him.

"We've already drifted into a dream, let's go!"

Dunn pulled Lynch and Klein into the dream as well, then gave them a reminder, and the three of them walked together into the mental hospital.

In his dream Hood Eugen was staring out the window; he must have looked just like that, asleep while looking out the window.

Why aren't you sleeping?

Lynch asked softly.

Hood Eugen turned to look at them, then grinned and said, "Everyone will die, including me!"

Lynch:...

This guy seems to be cosplaying as the Fool.

He turned to look at Klein and saw that Dunn was doing the same thing.

Klein, feeling guilty, changed the subject.

"Alright, let me ask him. If that doesn't work, I'll try Spirit Channeling."

He took a step forward, and then Hood Eugen suddenly stopped staring at him; Lynch realized that Hood Eugen was staring at him.

It must be him, not Klein.

Because Hood Eugen suddenly opened his mouth and shouted, "Lanevus!"

Hood Eugen remember what happened before?

The Hanged Man drove this guy crazy, yet he still retains some rationality. No wonder he's Psychiatrist; he's only slightly better Hainasen.

However, it shouldn't be a big problem. Hood Eugen called him Lanevus, not Lynch Trans.

Neither Klein nor Dunn suspected that he had a problem.

"You know Lanevus?"

"Klein asked."

Lannuls Klein knew it was a fraudster who had swindled him out of more than ten thousand pounds—Klein remembered it clearly!

"Hahaha, he's dead! You all must die, all of you must die! God's power will crush everything!"

Hood Eugen into laughter, and just as he was laughing, his body suddenly changed, and he lunged at Lynch.

Lynch left the dream world. He glanced at Dunn and Klein, who were standing with their eyes closed, and without delay, jumped into the asylum and went back to Hood Eugen's room.

He tucked Quiet Hair into Hood Eugen's hand, then raised his revolver and emptied a magazine.

"Hood Eugen might know a lot, and Lanevus might not be such a simple fraudster. I will investigate Megose again!"

Dunn came in from outside and said in a serious tone.

They hadn't paid much attention to Lanevus before, so only ordinary officers interrogated Megose. Now it seems there's more to the story.

"Then I won't go. I know Megose, and that might influence your judgment."

Lynch said directly.

Although Mr. Azik had taken care of things on Megose's side to prevent Megose from being exposed, her acquaintance with Megose might still be noticed by others.

Moreover, he plans to visit Mr. Azik again tomorrow, so that Mr. Azik can secretly keep an eye on him, lest Klein divine something.

"Okay, then you don't need to go tomorrow. Klein and I—no, Old Neil Klein, I guess—stayed up all night, so you don't need to come tomorrow morning. Oh, and let's go check on that lady again."

Dunn pinched the bridge of his nose, and they went together to the cleaning room.

Anseline is here; she should be hired to clean.

Lynch was speechless. He had given Anseline five hundred pounds, and this woman came to work; he didn't know what she was thinking. Maybe she'd run out of drugs?

Lynch gained a profound understanding of this kind of person. This woman had previously regretted taking drugs, but in a short period of time, she spent all her money on drugs.

"Captain, should we Dream Infiltration or just let Klein do a divination?"

Lynch and the others stood by Anseline's bedside and asked in a low voice.

Dunn seemed to want to Dream Infiltration, but he felt too tired, so he refused.

"Alright, let Klein handle this."

He took a step back and said with a smile.

"I brought the materials."

Klein didn't take Anseline's things, but instead performed a simple divination.

"There are extraordinary factors involved in the incident where Anseline terrified the special envoy."

He repeated the sentence three times, and then the divination result told him that there were no extraordinary factors involved.

"It seems to be just a simple case of death from shock. Lynch said last time that there might be a problem, but he was overthinking it."

Klein complained about Lynch, Lynch had been saying for days that this woman was definitely up to something, and even told Dunn to remember to tell him as soon as Mountbatten sent the letter.

"Maybe I'm overthinking it, but if you're sure everything's okay, then I can finally get a good night's sleep."

Lynch said with a smile, but Klein always felt that Lynch seemed to be saying something insincere, but he was probably mistaken.