Clark didn't realize how much sleep he had, although he didn't know if it would be tomorrow. He was a very light sleeper. When I opened the pocket watch I had brought with me, I found that I had indeed slept until 5 a.m. the next day.
This time it's too late for him. I usually wake up around this time, exercise in the morning, clean, do laundry, get dressed, and go to work...but I may not be able to go back to the regular life I had before.
It's already morning, and the world's answers are not clear. The sky outside and the wind and snow are the same as before.
"Let's get some sleep." Clark looked at the table and chair blocking the door, feeling a great sense of relief as he continued to close his sleepy eyes.
He was asleep until he was awakened by Miriel's screams that pierced through the castle.
Count Bluebeard died, the stone he touched last night.
180 suspects
Miller's sudden scream woke Clark. He hurried up and soon found Miller and Butler Valente, who had arrived earlier, in shock.
Clark smelled blood in the cold air and suddenly felt an unpleasant sensation in his heart. He slowly walked through the open door to Count Bluebeard's room. The bloody scene that appeared before his eyes was like the Grim Reaper running towards him with a knife in his hand. , shocking.
Earl Bluebeard died tragically in his bed. His entire spirit was shattered beyond recognition. The murder weapon was a stone carved with a strange and dangerous animal. The handle of the stone carving was directly pierced into Count Beard's deformed left eye. The drying blood stone is even weirder and crazier.
Before he even had time to consider how the hidden stone that was in Kander's room and watched every shadow appeared in this place, Clark, mind confused and paralyzed, found himself in the middle of a frightened small animal. I felt nephrite in my arms. . She fell into Clark's arms and trembled.
本小章还未完，请点击下一页继续阅读后面精彩内容！