"Did Lord Earl sleep well last night?"

Lancero cut a piece of fat and tender veal with a sophisticated silver knife and fork, with a strange look in his eyes.

The morning sun shines through the lush branches and leaves on a white dining table placed in the garden, casting mottled and fine light and shadow. The dewdrops on the plants and trees shine with crystal luster in the rose dawn, and the larks sing a series of crisp songs on the branches, rolling down into the green grass garden.

Alexander and Han Gaofeng looked at each other and nodded, "I feel relieved that the Han Gaofeng team leader is guarding by my side."

Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes turned to the distance. On the path made of colorful pebbles, Saima was walking towards Tingting with a few cups of freshly squeezed juice.

She was wearing a light purple waist-length long skirt, and her steps were as light as a colorful butterfly. The refreshing morning breeze blew her short golden hair, and her snow-white neck was so elegant that it was not a trace of fireworks, which was dazzling.

Alexander shook his head and said, "Sema, how many times have you told you that you can just let the servant do this. Why do you do it yourself?"

Sema looked at him lovingly and said softly: "I hope to do it for you with my own hands."

Alexander frowned and said, "These are things that servants should do. Now you are a countess. You should always pay attention to your words and deeds and not be out of order, do you know?"

Sema nodded obediently, and Zaza snorted in her nostrils, and said coldly: "I don't think Madame has lost her dignity."

Alexander's eyes turned cold, and Zaza looked at him without fear. Feng Zhaoyuan knew that Zaza was born in a slum, and what he didn't like the most was the style of these white powerful people who thought they were superior to others. He immediately smoothed out: "Zaza, let's go around and see if there is any suspicious place."

Bi Shengke suddenly took a deep breath and frowned, "There is a smell of blood, as if it was coming from the castle."

Han Gaofeng's expression changed slightly: "Let's go and take a look."

Alexander knew that Bishenke's sense of smell and hearing were far better than that of a hunting dog, so he stood up and said, "I'll go too."

Bishengke's nose swayed, and he smelled the smell all the way, following the castle's rotating escalator to the top floor.

Inadvertently, Feng Zhaohara saw Alexander's eyelids twitching slightly, and seemed a little nervous.

The top floor is a pointed attic, dimly lit, and the narrow staircase leading to the attic is filled with thick dust. It is obvious that no one has been here for a long time. At the end of the stairs is an iron door, and the heavy iron locks flashed a glimmer of light in the darkness.

Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes flashed by lightning over the iron gate, and suddenly a light shouted, and his eyes flashed with a loud light.

Although most people have no way to discover it, in Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes, the heavy iron lock has a tremor that is difficult to detect with the naked eye.

Did someone come here not long ago and just move this iron lock?

Feng Zhaoyuan's expression frightened. There were no footprints on the stairs more than three meters high. Unless this person has special abilities or secret techniques, he could easily jump to the attic.

Han Gaofeng glanced at Feng Zhaoyuan, who said decisively: "Someone has just been here!"

Bi Shengke pointed to the closed iron gate and shouted: "The smell of blood comes from it!"

"Let's go in and take a look!"

Zhaza lightly tapped his toes and rushed toward the stairs.

"Stop!"

Han Gaofeng shouted in a deep voice, his majestic body swaying, like a mountain standing in front of Zhazha.

"Mr. Alexander, can we go in and check it out?"

Han Gaofeng turned to Alexander Avenue.

Alexander's expression changed unpredictably. After a long time, he took out a bunch of keys from his arms and slowly handed them to Han Gaofeng.

"Crack", the stairs leading to the attic were stepped on by the team members, making an unpleasant and strange sound. Although it was during the day, the light was still very dark because there were no windows or lighting around it.

Alexander opened the iron door and a smell of rotten mold came to his nose. The corners of the attic were covered with crisscrossing spider webs, and the dust on the floor was as thick as a wool carpet, which could be lifted up by hand. Dozens of dark camphor wood boxes were piled on the wall to the north, and nearly a hundred huge oil paintings with gold frames leaned against the boxes in a mess.

Cardanya said in surprise: "Bisenke, your nose has failed, where is there anyone here?"

Morri suddenly rushed up at high speed, rushed towards the pile of oil paintings, grabbed one of them with both hands and pulled it out.

Drops of bright red blood were dripping from the picture frame made of pure gold. The portrait in the painting looked horrified, covered her throat with her hands, and her body twisted into a ball. The whole picture was brightly colored and looked lifelike.

The portrait in the painting is He Ping, Alexander's secretary!

The team members were stunned, Alexander trembled all over and his teeth clattered: "It's him, it's He Ping, he is in the painting!"

This is an extremely terrifying painting. He Ping's body was as if it had been flattened into a thin piece of paper, embedded in the oil picture frame. If it weren't for the blood dripping from his throat, it would be hard to believe that the portrait was actually a living person.

"No, it's impossible."

Cardanya looked pale and murmured: "Did someone deliberately get this blood? How could a living person be embedded in an oil painting?"

You Feili slowly walked to the painting, her fingers flexed in a daze, and formed a secret magic seal on her chest. With a clear shout, her handprints shot towards the oil painting like lightning.

The pure gold frame suddenly turned into fine powder and scattered. With a "thump", He Ping suddenly rolled out of the oil painting and fell on the floor. The flat body immediately seemed to be filled with air and expanded rapidly.

The team members looked at each other and Cardanya said blankly: "It's really He Ping, this is incredible."

Alexander staggered back and retreated to the wall, hissing: "Like my shepherd dog, it died exactly the same, exactly the same!"

You Feili flipped He Ping's eyelids and whispered to Han Gaofeng: "He has been dead for about half an hour. I want to use the secret technique of pupil-to-pupil to reproduce the image of the murderer."

Han Gaofeng nodded speechlessly.

You Feili helped He Ping's body up and leaned against the wall, then sat cross-legged, facing him.

Han Gaofeng waved his hand and said, "Mori, come and bring a plate of clear water!"

Cardanya whispered to Fengzawara, saying, "What is the secret technique of pupil-to-epsels?"

"Before a person is killed, the image of the murderer will remain in his pupils. This image will be retained for about an hour and then slowly disappear. The secret technique of pupil-to-pupil technique refers to the person who performs the secret technique facing the dead person's eyes, and then gathering his mental power into the other party's pupils, clearly copying the last image left inside."

Han Gaofeng explained lightly: "If nothing unexpected happens, we can see the true face of the enemy."

The water basin was placed between You Feili and He Ping. Han Gaofeng nodded to You Feili. Two orange-yellow beams suddenly shot out from the latter's beautiful eyes, which penetrated into He Ping's pupils.

The cherry lips squirmed, and You Feili formed a graceful secret seal with both hands, like a blooming white lotus, slowly immersed in the water basin. The water in the basin gently swayed, causing ripples. As the light in You Feili's pupils became more and more prosperous, two orange lights suddenly burst out in He Ping's lost eyes.

The rippling water slowly calmed down, like a clear mirror, a gray mist reflected in the water mirror, surging rapidly like a ghost.

The team members focused on the basin and could not see any figure in the water mirror, only the thick rolling gray fog gradually spread throughout the water surface.

With a "bang", He Ping's eyes suddenly exploded, turning into a sputtering blood rain. You Feili stroked her chest with her hands, her face was pale, and she slowly stood up from the ground.

Bi Shengke said in confusion: "I can't see the murderer at all, there is only a cloud of fog in the water."

"The one who killed He Ping was that fog!"

Facing the shocked faces of the team members, You Feili showed a bitter smile: "The long-lost five elements illusion secret technique, I didn't expect to witness it today."

The deathly silence in the attic, the team members looked at the basin in shock and horror. Alexander rushed up and growled, "What's going on? Was He Ping killed by a cloud of fog?"

"Yes."

Han Gaofeng said with a stern voice, without any expression on his face: "The secret technique of the Five Elements Illusion Magic can simulate his body into any shape in a short period of time and launch an attack on the enemy. On the surface, He Ping was killed by the fog, but in fact, he died in the hands of a first-class master of secret technique."

"First-class secret technique?"

The face of Huohara changed color slightly.

“First-class.”

Han Gaofeng's face was as gloomy as a dark cloud: "If we fight alone, none of us would be his opponent."

With a "thump", Alexander sat down on the ground in depressed manner, trembling all over.

You Feili sighed: "The most terrifying thing is that we can't find him at all. He can use secret techniques to combine elements at any time and transform them into any object. A table, a ball of flame, or even one of our team members."

The team members were chilling. If the enemy really killed one of them and then simulated the appearance of the deceased and mixed in the group members, it would be terrifying and unpredictable.

Han Gaofeng glanced at the panicked expression of the team members and comforted: "Don't worry too much. The image simulated by the Five Elements Illusion Magic secret technique has time limits. Besides, the sound and expression cannot be imitated vividly. As long as you carefully identify it, you can still tell the authenticity."

Feng Zhaoyuan's eyes flashed and said, "As long as we agree on a code word, we will naturally not be afraid of the other party's trouble."

"You, aren't you masters of the extraordinary ability invited by the General Security Administration? If you can't even deal with it, what should I do!"

Alexander shouted, with no trace of blood on his face.

Feng Zhaoyuan suddenly asked, "Why did the other party kill He Ping? The most important thing is, why did he put He Ping's body in this attic? Since he is a first-class master of secret arts, it is not difficult to destroy this corpse without us discovering it, right?"

Everyone's hearts moved, and Lance Row turned to Alexander and said, "Mr. Alexander, are there any secrets in this attic?"

Alexander's face changed: "There are only some discarded items here. Where did the secret come from? You carry He Ping's body out, I'm going to lock the door."
Chapter completed!