At 10 o'clock on Sunday morning, although the city is still hazy with fog, the square of St. Teresa, which is getting more and more autumnal, is still bustling with pedestrians passing by.

The torrential rain washed the city last night. Even in the early morning, the autumn rain is still falling, but it's just a patter, and it doesn't affect travel that much.

Under the gloomy sky, countless black umbrellas touched each other and then separated, but this did not affect the well-dressed gentlemen talking to each other, nor did it affect the well-dressed young people walking with official documents. The carriage that was washed dark brown by the rain came from a distance, and the horseshoe stepped on the puddle, and it stopped smoothly in the rain outside the door of No. 6 Saint Teresa Square.

Dr. Schneider, who was wearing a black coat, got out of the carriage and immediately jumped up the steps to the rain eaves. After paying the fare, looking at the Saint Teresa Square in the rain, he tightened his collar:

"It's raining again, and it looks like it's going to get colder."

The carriage drove away slowly, but was soon stopped by Xia De's neighbor, Mr. Smith who had just left.

The old gentleman is wearing a decent formal attire, he should have important things to do. He also noticed Dr. Schneider, and after nodding each other, Mr. Smith left in the carriage.

"I seem to have seen that person in the newspaper. Isn't this the former Chief Secretary of the Ministry of Finance of the kingdom? Sure enough, it is definitely not ordinary citizens who can live in this kind of neighborhood."

Thinking in surprise, the doctor looked up at the raindrops falling from the eaves like a string of pearls, then turned around and rang the doorbell:

After a while, I heard footsteps on the stairs. The door was opened, and Xia De, who was wearing a black turtleneck sweater, smiled and looked at the doctor outside:

"You are really on time. It's exactly ten o'clock, not a minute away. Oh, it's still raining, please come in."

"Of course it's on time. I charge patients according to the time. I have a strong sense of time."

The middle-aged man with blue eyes boasted, but suddenly twitched his nose while standing at the door:

"Since when did you still have the habit of incense?"

He walked into the door while talking, and then noticed something wrong under his feet:

"When did you put a carpet in the hallway? Isn't this carpet cheap? My clinic is not willing to lay such an expensive thing."

Look up the carpet and see the carpet extending all the way to the stairs:

"When will you... meet me? You don't have to spend a lot of time covering the stairs with flower petals, do you? Do you want to borrow money from me?"

The doctor said with a smile, and bent down to pick up a petal:

"It's still fresh, are these flowers from last night?"

He immediately understood, nodded slightly, looked at the young man who was closing the door and joked:

"This must be for girls. Someone stayed here last night? For the atmosphere, you really paid for it."

Xia De hugged the cat that had been sulking all night, and nodded hesitantly:

"Yes."

"Don't worry, I won't tell the third person."

The doctor patted Shad on the shoulder:

"Young people of your age, I understand very well. I won't ask who the other party is, but you have to pay attention to your private life. I don't guarantee what will happen to Anat if she hears about it. Oh, these flowers are not cheap .”

They walked up the stairs together, and the doctor noticed that from the first floor to the second floor, it was actually covered with flowers, not just the area at the door.

"It's not my gold pounds."

Xia De rubbed his neck and walked ahead, the memory of last night was chaotic and hot. Recalling, he still had some doubts that what happened last night was his own imagination. However, this imagination is a bit too bold.

【That wasn't a dream, and you still hugged one person and called another person's name. 】

"You let the lady spend money?"

The doctor was a little surprised, completely unable to guess what Xia De was thinking.

"It's true that the lady spends the money, but... one lady, for another lady."

The middle-aged psychiatrist frowned. Fortunately, Bill Schneider had a wealth of social experience and knowledge, and he understood it after a few seconds of thinking:

"Wait, it wasn't just a lady who spent the night here last night? Oh, detective, it was I who brought you out of your blindness, and it's my duty to give you some life advice. I've always known you to be of good character, But why in this kind of matter..."

"Doctor, it's not what you think, we don't discuss this! But let me clarify, I'm not the type to hang out."

Xia De yawned and said that he had actually been up for an hour, washed, fed the cat, cleaned up, and prepared breakfast for the sleepy girls hugging each other. Although Chuhuo's power is not as good as divinity, it can make this body more energetic. He is not sleepy at all, and yawning at this time is just to cover up his embarrassment.

Walking up in a hurry, he changed the subject at once:

"Let's go to the third floor. I have a way to find the soul, so I want to try to see if I can find the souls of Mr. Shelf Tim and Miss Shana Aya."

Hearing Xia De mention these two names, the doctor was taken aback, and then he stopped talking about Xia De's private life.

He sighed slowly:

"Thank you for helping me remember this matter, but I don't think it will be easy to find."

The two came to the second floor together, and then continued to walk towards the upper floors. The doctor saw that the door of Room 1 on the second floor was closed, so he knew that the two ladies should not have left. And Xia De, who was holding Mia, also looked at the door, raising his eyebrows, thinking of his surprise when he woke up this morning and saw people leaning on his shoulders on both sides.

After waking up, apart from being kissed by the sleepy-eyed girls, what he was most worried about was what would happen to Luvia once she knew about it.

And when he expressed this worry, Dorothy didn't say anything, and Rezia squinted her eyes and replied in a daze:

"How did she stay alone before... She is really amazing."

Xia De and the doctor entered the corridor on the third floor together, Xia De called out the ring of life, and used [True Death] to radiate spiritual light to illuminate the center of the corridor, and the two old black iron fences that were incompatible with the corridor immediately appeared.

Dr. Schneider stood behind Xia De hesitantly, and heard Xia De say:

"The end of eternity protects me before the end."

With the sound of clattering, the iron chains that tied the two fence gates were automatically untied, and wrapped around the fence like a black iron snake.

"Xia De, why do you always have this kind of strange place in your house? After I devoured the Balrog last time, you also asked me to go to a door in the basement to quell the risk of getting out of control...how do I remember? , originally this is the boundary between life and death?"

"I scrapped the [Traveler's Travel Door] and found a way to install a door here, so I don't have to worry about the border getting out of control in the future."

Xia De said, and then pushed the fence door in front of him. As the door was pushed inward without a sound, the rear was not the second half of the corridor on the third floor, but a fog door wriggling with white mist:

"Doctor, take my hand."

Xia De held Mia in his arms, and walked into the white mist with the doctor.

"This place is really similar to the [Dark Dungeon] you let me go to."

There are countless tombstones in the white mist. The square stone tombstones inserted obliquely at the feet are the most clear, but there are no letters on them.

Xia De informed Dr. Schneider of the general situation of the [Soul Cemetery]. Hearing that "any soul that is going to die can be found here", the doctor immediately understood Xia De's thoughts:

"If their souls have been freed, even at the cost of utter shattering, I can see them. If the souls are still imprisoned..."

He took the knife from Shad, and carefully carved Mr. Shelf Tim's name, date of birth and death, and cause of death on the tombstone at his feet, but nothing happened after waiting for a long time.

"Try another one."

Xia De encouraged.

The two moved to another tombstone and carved Miss Shana Aya's name, but looking at the thick white mist around them, there was still no soul appearing.

This means that the two souls were just taken away and did not go to the end, just like the souls residing in the material world cannot be called here. Although the doctor had no hope at all, he was still a little frustrated when he saw that he still failed.

"Doctor, don't worry, I haven't used it before, maybe our approach is wrong. Let me try it, you see."

Xia De encouraged, then took the knife and came to another cross tombstone and squatted down, holding the cat in one hand, and carefully engraved with the other hand:

【Sparrow Spear Hamilton (Sixth Epoch 1812-1853)】

【Grey Eagle】

【Eternal Loyalty - Carson Rick Gray Gloves Kingsman】

【Die from the terrible death countdown curse】

The flaked stone chips fell but disappeared quickly. After the engraving, Xia De stood up, looked around with the doctor, and then noticed a black shadow in the depths of the white mist behind the tombstone.

The shadow was far away from the white mist, but it was coming. As he got closer, the figure gradually became clearer.

A middle-aged man wearing a black deer hat and leaning on a cane, staring at Shad with piercing eyes, the soul of Sparrow Hamilton really appeared.

"Souls can indeed be summoned here~lightnovelpub.net~ It seems that the souls of Mr. Tim and Miss Aya are at least not shattered."

The doctor comforted himself, but saw Xia De hesitantly looking at the soul he didn't know.

Dr. Schneider didn't know the story between Shad and Sparrow Hamilton, but he still encouraged:

"Now that you have called him out, let's talk to him. You have inherited his inheritance, and you are still his nephew in name."

He knew that Shad had been a tramp before, not related to Sparrow Hamilton, but he didn't know about Gray Gloves.

"It is very difficult for normal people to have the opportunity to talk to the dead, so let's say something."

The doctor said again, and took a cautious step back.

Xia De nodded, looked at the former detective standing behind the tombstone, but found that the other party was also looking at him. The last time they looked at each other so closely was in the early morning of midsummer, when one person came and the other left, the day when the silver moon shone.