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It was also when Martin recalled afterward that he realized that he had felt the fluctuations of his spiritual power at that time.

But under the influence of this power, even if he is as cautious as he will inevitably take the initiative to ignore this perception.

But there is nothing to be discouraged.

The ability of the mind sequence is originally directly acting on the level of consciousness, but once you fall into their abilities, it is difficult to realize this.

There were no other scars on the corpse except for the eyeballs being dug out.

The cause of death is not yet known, and the motive for the murder is not known.

However... the feeling of peeping just now is very likely from the murderer!

Martin walked out of the gate quietly and came to an alley less than two meters wide.

After moving his wrist, the sunlight blooming above the gold coins shines directly into the end of the alley.

There are two families inside, but the door is full of spider webs, and it looks like no one has lived in it for a long time.

While waiting for his teammates to come and check the body, Martin searched carefully in the alley, but still found nothing.

If that was the murderer just now, why would he stay here?

Martin looked back at the body inside the house.

Margaret fell at the door, her dark eyes facing the door, looking a little scary.

According to the information provided by the temple, she is a craftsman of Sequence 8.

But there was no sign of struggle in the room, which showed that the enemy was far stronger than her and there was no room for her to struggle.

Suddenly, Martin's heart moved, and he thrust a few times on the walls on both sides of the alley, and then he came to the roof.

A few hundred meters away, Martin sensed a fluctuation of extraordinary power!

Moreover, there is more than one area.

That direction...is exactly the next place to wait for inspection!

Martin narrowed his eyes, and had already held the speechless thorn in his hand, ready to use the shadow to rush to the next location.

The silent thorn is invincible in the dark and can reach the scene in a few seconds.

However, before he even had time to start the power, Martin suddenly stopped again.

He looked at the house behind him, frowned slightly, and felt a little doubtful.

Doriani is still here. Could this be a plan to lure the tiger out of the mountain?

Just then, a beam of light came from the entrance of the alley, and Kassan and Captain Mike appeared at the entrance of the alley.

Martin lost his worries and lit up the flashlight at his two teammates, pointed his finger to the next place, and then his figure instantly disappeared into the thick night.

Proficiently using the silent thorn to jump continuously in the shadows, Martin arrived at the next location in less than three seconds.

A hotel.

Here lives a Sequence 7 collaborator, the Fair Sequence [Administrator] Wilson.

However, he was not a guest of the hotel, but the owner of the hotel.

Martin felt that the power fluctuations here were calming, as if the battle had just ended.

Martin's figure emerged silently from the shadows.

Looking at the second-story independent building in front of him, his eyes were locked in the open door.

Behind the door is Wilson's room.

There is a small window where guests can get the keys and pay the money.

At this moment, the window was lighted.

However, Martin didn't need the window, so he walked directly to the door and reached out to knock on the door gently.

Dongdongdongdongdongdong!

"Open the door, Shijiang Hall, count the number of people."

Martin's voice was calm and pretended not to notice anything abnormal, it was just a routine check.

Of course, for the sake of caution, the one that appears at the door is still an illusion created by cunning disguise.

The room remained silent for two or three seconds, and just as Martin couldn't help but break into the door, a voice sounded:

"Wait a moment, come soon."

[You are being influenced by "spiritual indoctrination", and your will is being judged...]

【Successfully passed the judgment and was immune to this impact.】

When the voices in the room sounded, the fluctuations of the mind sequence appeared with the sound.

A string of prompts floated in front of Martin's eyes, which made him slightly shocked.

The ability of the mind sequence is too strong, and I almost got hit without realizing it.

However, this is quite consistent with the characteristics of the spiritual sequence.

Click!

The door lock rang, and then the door was pulled open.

A woman appeared before Martin.

She had light makeup on her face and a clean face. She looked no more than twenty-five years old, and she felt like she was a little girl.

But Martin doesn't care about beauty.

"Where is Wilson?" Martin stared at the other party, and his ability to ask questions had been activated.

"He just fell asleep." The woman replied softly.

But Martin felt a little disgusted and alert to the voice.

Because a prompt floated past his eyes again.

[You are being influenced by "spiritual indoctrination", and your will is being judged...]

【Successfully passed the judgment and was immune to this impact.】

Moreover, the feedback from [Question] also shows that the other party is lying.

Martin is basically sure that the woman in front of him is the murderer.

Martin did not hide his vigilance, as if it made the woman feel sad

She pointed to the room with great grievance and said softly: "Don't you believe it, you're on the bed."

The woman was talking and turned her body sideways, making way for Martin.

According to Martin's habit, he should answer the other party like this: "Sorry, just call him over."

However, Martin is actually just an illusion now, and the more complex the behavior, the easier it is to reveal his feet.

So he simply didn't say anything and walked in.

The room is not big or small, with a linen curtain hanging in the middle, which distinguishes the living room and the bedroom.

Half of the curtain was lifted, and half of the person lying on the bed could be seen vaguely.

I met Wilson two days ago, and Martin recognized that he was the owner of the hotel.

"Look, is he asleep?"

A soft and soft voice sounded again, this time the sound came from behind.

The tone was tactful, as if it had some magic, which made Martin involuntarily think that Wilson's breathing was smooth and his body was undulating.

But immediately Martin realized that it was the fluctuation of power in women's words that was at the risk of it.

A prompt floated past his eyes again.

【…】

【Successfully passed the judgment and was immune to this impact.】

I came to my senses and looked at the person on the bed, motionless.

If it were Wilson, it would have been a corpse.

However, Martin pretended to believe her words, nodded slightly, then turned around and took out a booklet and ink pen for registration.

"What's your name?" Martin activated his ability again.

"Am I?"

The woman was a little confused and pointed at herself.

"Sorry, the situation has been special recently. Since you live with him, you have to register, which is also to ensure your safety. What is your name?" Martin nodded and explained, asking again.

The woman rubbed the corners of her clothes, and seemed a little shy: "My name is Sulena."
To be continued...