Mysterious Tribulation

Deal with those who get in the way first.

Aaron took out a test tube and opened it, the liquid inside quickly evaporated and turned into white smoke.

This is a tube of 'sleeping potion', the formula comes from the Light of Redemption Order, which can quickly evaporate, causing creatures within a range of tens of meters to fall into a deep sleep.

Because of the need to mobilize spiritual cooperation in the production process and lack of several materials, Aaron has not completed it thousands of years ago.

However, at this time, after obtaining some materials from Clark, and with the physical perception of the 'Shining One', Aaron still completed this extraordinary potion relatively smoothly.

He cut open a window, threw the test tube in, and waited quietly for a while.

This potion is very effective for ordinary people, but it is very ordinary for Beyonders.

After waiting for a while, it was estimated that after the potion inside was almost distributed, Aaron swaggered open the door and walked in.

The housekeeper, the manservant, and the maid all slept soundly, and no one bothered.

And the owner of the house, Huck Benjamin, is going to a private party and hasn't returned.

This is the information that Aaron has deliberately inquired before.

He walked up the wooden stairs and came to the room on the second floor where the windows were still lit. He saw a lady in her thirties, dressed in luxurious clothes and with a beautiful face, sitting on a chair and falling asleep.

Next to him was a maid lying on the ground sleeping.

Aaron stepped forward, took a silver smelling salts bottle from his arms and placed it under Mrs. Benjamin's nose.

Well, the upper class women of this era often mastered a magical skill of fainting gracefully to deal with some embarrassing or sad scenes.

Gentlemen, on the other hand, carry a bottle of smelling salts, which is a pungent ammonia solution that can wake a comatose person as soon as possible.

'Although ammonia is toxic in large doses, people in high society don't care much these days...'

Sure enough, after waiting for a while, Aaron saw Mrs. Benjamin twitch, opened her eyes, opened her mouth, and seemed to want to scream.

But before Mrs. Benjamin screamed, she felt a cold barrel of a gun in her mouth, and a cold voice came from under the mask of the masked Mr. Robber: Mrs. Benjamin, if you call again, I will There's no guarantee you'll still be able to control your fingers and not pull the trigger.

Well, I need your cooperation to answer a few questions for me.

Aaron has confirmed that this Mrs. Benjamin is an ordinary woman.

After seeing her nod in tears, he removed the barrel of the revolver and saw Mrs. Benjamin gag a few times.

First of all, did your husband, Mr. Benjamin, have any special behavior in April?

He cleared his throat and asked condescendingly.

No...No! He just complained that the servants became lazy, let me fire some... Mrs. Benjamin, who was very strict in Sylvia's mouth, replied in a low voice like a weak rabbit.

'As expected, at that time disguised as Benjamin, in order to disguise more successfully, did you dismiss the servant? ’

Aaron nodded secretly and continued to ask: So... since April, has your husband made any difference, either in behavior or physically?

Mrs. Benjamin was stunned. She felt that there was something wrong with the robber's mind.

Why after a successful crime, instead of thinking about robbing money or works of art, they ask questions?

I won't betray my husband!

A look of determination suddenly appeared on her face, and then she saw that the robber pressed a gun against her forehead without hesitation, and pulled out the insurance.

Mrs. Benjamin, haven't you ever noticed that the people who share the bed have changed and become different?

Aaron asked coldly.

No...except for a scar on his back at some point! Mrs. Benjamin almost fainted.

Under the threat of death, she still betrayed her husband, and the shame made her cry.

Very well, in return, I'll tell you something.

Aaron whispered in Mrs. Benjamin's ear: Your husband, Huck Benjamin was ripped off...in April!

That's impossible! Mrs. Benjamin felt like she had encountered a lunatic, but kept shaking her head.

She recognized her husband's body, every mole on it, every scar... Except for the extra scar on his back, the other person was exactly the same as before.

Think about it carefully, some small actions, small habits... Although imitators can imitate most of them, there must be some small flaws.

Aaron smiled.

Immediately, he saw Mrs. Benjamin's increasingly frightened expression: No, that's impossible, this gentleman, I advise you to go to a lunatic asylum!

You're starting to waver, aren't you?

Aaron just wanted to continue talking when he heard the sound of the door opening below, and the calls of 'Martha' and 'Martha'.

The show is about to begin.

He glanced at the worried, terrified Mrs. Benjamin and knocked her out with a punch.

Then, he stood beside him with a smile and waited quietly.

Damn, the maids are getting more and more lazy now, and the door of the house is broken, and they will be fired tomorrow!

'Huck Benjamin' in a double-breasted woolen gown complained and walked up to the second floor, followed by a valet with a hat: And my butler, is Wacker deaf?

Then, just as he was talking and glancing at him, he walked to the wall to get the shotgun hanging above, a figure flashed out, and the black muzzle was facing him.

Good evening, the Extraordinary disguised as 'Huck Benjamin'! You already found me, didn't you? The previous performance was a little exaggerated!

Aaron greeted with a smile.

What are you talking about? Are you a robber? As long as you let my wife go, I'll give you any money!

Huck Benjamin growled.

No need to pretend, I'm not a lackey of the Bureau of Investigation... Aaron made a move Huck Benjamin didn't expect.

He put the revolver in his hand back into the holster, and pulled out a slender swift sword from his waist: Look... I don't want to make a noise, and you don't want to make a noise, so let's have a battle between men, Whoever wins gets everything here, how?

At this time, whether it is the woman's scream or the gunshot, it is easy to attract the patrol police, and then find out that something is wrong and transfer the case to the investigation bureau.

This is a situation that Fake Huck doesn't want to see either.

Fake Huck's eyes suddenly filled with bloodshot eyes, full of malice: Nice proposal!

puff!

The footman beside him had no idea what was going on, and saw his employer stab a dagger into his heart.

The servant fell down, his face full of disbelief, and he felt that Mr. Benjamin, who was originally mild, seemed to have completely changed...