In the morning, when Felin was preparing to read the mysterious gun secret book, Julie arrived and informed him that there was a mission.
After learning the content of the mission, he immediately got into the carriage with Ivy and left the security bureau.
The carriage stopped at the security department, and the two of them entered the security department.
"Miss Ivy, Mr. Felin..."
In the office of the Minister of Security, Jumana, who became the interim Minister of Security, received the two people.
"Congratulations on being promoted to Minister of Security."
Felin said to Jumana.
"It's just a temporary replacement."
Zhumana shook her head.
As the head of the Security Department, Duff is the person in charge of the Gnawing Fang in Constant City. Among the eight police chiefs, except for her, the other seven are all Gnawing Fang cultists.
Now, she is the one with the highest rank in the Conston City Security Department, so she will temporarily act as the head of the Security Department to maintain the normal operation of the Security Department.
However, she estimated that she would not stay in this position for long.
Regardless of her qualifications or background, it is difficult for her to secure this position.
The new head of the security department will either be transferred from other cities or from other departments.
"You must be here because of the recent frequent accidental deaths, right?"
"Well, can you tell me the whole thing in detail?"
Ivy asked.
"About a week ago, people died one after another due to various accidents."
"Some suddenly rushed out of the road and were hit by speeding carriages, some fell down the stairs, some suddenly choked to death while eating, and some were crushed to death by flower pots falling from the street..." Bayi
"At first I thought it was an accident, but similar accidents became more and more frequent and I felt something was wrong so I reported it to the safety bureau."
Jumana said.
After dealing with the mystics of the Security Bureau a lot, she became extremely keen on mysteries.
"Are there any bodies left?"
Felin asked.
"The people who died initially returned their bodies to their relatives after the investigation found no abnormalities. They should have been buried by now."
"The body of the last person who died was detained because he felt something strange. It is currently placed in the morgue in the basement of the Security Department."
Jumana replied.
"Then let someone take us to the morgue to have a look."
"I'll take you there."
The three of them left the security department office, followed the stairs, entered the basement, and arrived outside the morgue door.
Pushing open the door and entering, there are bed frames with corpses parked one after another in the morgue, but at this time there is only a body covered with white cloth lying on one bed frame.
"Contact mystery, mystery points will be increased by 0.1."
Entering the room, text appeared in front of Felin's eyes quickly and disappeared quickly.
Seeing the words that appeared and disappeared quickly, he immediately understood that the corpse was contaminated with a mysterious aura, and there must be something mysterious involved in this matter.
"This man drowned in the bathtub while taking a bath."
Walking to the body covered with white cloth, Zhumana said.
"Are you sure he wasn't drowned?"
Ivy asked.
"His wife and fifteen-year-old child were in the living room at the time. Seeing that there was no movement in the bathroom for a long time, he opened the door and went in to check, and found that he was dead in the bathtub."
"Unless his wife and children are all lying, otherwise, this should be an accidental death."
Jumana said.
Felin took out a pair of white gloves, put them on with both hands, uncovered the white cloth covering the body, and performed an autopsy on the body.
This was a man about forty years old, and his body was not bloated like that of a drowned person.
Probably because it was discovered shortly after drowning and fished out of the water.
There were no bruises or injuries on his whole body.
After a while, the autopsy was over and Felin said.
"There were no external wounds, and there was obvious water accumulation in the mouth and nose. He was indeed drowned."
"Um."
Ivy watched Felin's entire examination process, and she came to the same conclusion as Felin.
She looked at Jumana and asked.
"How are the mother and son dealt with now?"
"It was too strange to be drowned in the bathtub. Because there was a possibility of joint murder, I was imprisoned."
Jumana said.
"Take us to see it."
The three people left the morgue, went up the stairs to the upper floor, and entered an interrogation room.
There was a mother and son in the interrogation room. The mother was about forty years old, about the same age as the male corpse.
The son looks like a teenager, with a slight downy beard on his lips.
Both of them looked sad, and they were obviously very sad about the death of the middle-aged man, but I didn't know if they were pretending.
"Officer, we have always had a good relationship with Horner. We really didn't kill him. He was already dead in the bathtub when we found him."
"We did not kill father..."
Seeing the three people entering the interrogation room, the middle-aged woman and the boy quickly said anxiously.
Snap!
Ivy snapped her fingers, and the voices of the middle-aged woman and the boy who were anxiously defending suddenly stopped.
The expression on his face became dull, and he had obviously fallen into hypnosis.
"Did you kill Horner Esper?"
Ivy asked.
"We didn't kill him."
The middle-aged woman and the boy said in unison.
"Tell us how you discovered Horner Esper's death."
Ivy said.
"After dinner, he boiled water for a bath. After waiting for a long time, he didn't come out of the bathroom, so he opened the door and went in to check..."
The middle-aged woman and the boy answered.
Snap!
Ivy snapped her fingers and ended the interrogation.
It is certain that the middle-aged man was not killed by the middle-aged woman and teenager.
Ivy, Felin, and Zhumana walked out of the interrogation room, Felin said.
"It stands to reason that people cannot be drowned in a bathtub. This person's death is indeed strange."
"I'm going to find a wild cat to see if I can detect any strange smell."
Ivy said.
"No need, I got a cursed object. With the help of this cursed object, I can find strange smells."
Felin shook his head.
The three of them returned to the morgue again. Felin took off his shoes to avoid being pierced by sharp claws later and used the fangs of madness.
His body was covered with black hair, his body became stronger, his hands and feet grew sharp claws, and he turned into a werewolf.
With the help of the werewolf's sense of smell, he looked for strange smells.
After a moment, he released the use of the Fang of Madness, returned to his normal appearance, and said with some confusion.
"I didn't smell anything strange."
"There is no strange smell. Is it possible to hide the smell?"
Ivy frowned.
"I think we should apply to borrow the Doom Panel. Maybe we can get clues by searching for the scent."
Flynn said.
Breath is a kind of "information" that cannot be smelled through the sense of smell, and is somewhat similar to the residual traces of extraordinary abilities.
The Sketchbook of Doom can obtain information about the murderer by capturing this "information".
It is a good way to search for enemies when you cannot find them through scent.
The only bad thing is that using it requires you to pay the price of misfortune.
However, before he could practice the Eye of Appraisal, he could bear the cost of using it. Now that the Eye of Appraisal has reached the sixth level, the cost after weakening it should become extremely small.
"Brother Shen!"
"Um!"
When Shen Changqing walks on the road and meets familiar people, he will say hello or nod to each other.
But no matter who it is.
There is no unnecessary expression on everyone's face, as if they are indifferent to everything.
Regarding this.
Shen Changqing has become accustomed to it.
Because this is the Demon Suppression Division, an organization that maintains the stability of the Qin Dynasty. Its main responsibility is to kill monsters and monsters. Of course, it also has some other side jobs.
It can be said.
Everyone in the Demon Suppression Division has a lot of blood on their hands.
When a person is used to seeing life and death, he will become indifferent to many things.
When he first came to this world, Shen Changqing was a little uncomfortable, but he got used to it over time.
The Demon-Suppressing Division is huge.
Those who can stay in the Demon Suppressing Division are all powerful masters, or those who have the potential to become masters.
Shen Changqing belongs to the latter.
Among them, the Demon Suppressor Division is divided into two professions, one is the Guardian Envoy and the other is the Demon Slayer.
Anyone who enters the Demon Slayer Department starts from the lowest level as a demon slayer.
Then he will be promoted step by step, and eventually he is expected to become a guardian envoy.
Shen Changqing's predecessor was a trainee demon slayer in the Demon Suppression Division, and he was also the lowest level among the demon slayers.
Possess the memory of the previous life.
He is also very familiar with the environment of the Demon Suppression Division.
It didn't take long for Shen Changqing to stop in front of a loft.
Different from other places in the Demon Suppression Division that are full of chills, the attic here seems to stand out from the crowd, showing a different kind of tranquility in the bloody Demon Suppression Division.
At this time, the attic door was open, and occasionally people came in and out.
Shen Changqing only hesitated for a moment before stepping in.
Enter the attic.
The environment just changes in vain.
The fragrance of ink mixed with the faint smell of blood hit his face, causing him to frown instinctively, but then relaxed it quickly.
There is almost no way to cleanse away the smell of blood that comes from everyone in the Zhenmo Division.