Everyone was stunned and looked towards the place where the sound came from.
With a faint smile, Goethe walked from the shadows to the streetlight, just like an actor stepping onto the stage.
"Goethe Winchester?!"
Many people in the crowd knew Goethe and were surprised.
Especially the two police officers, Shosta and An, who had just met Goethe before, were even more surprised.
Shosta scratched his head with a curious look on his face.
"Classmate Winchester, what can I do for you?"
the police officer asked kindly.
An on the side was staring at Goethe, with thoughts in his eyes.
"Well, there's something wrong."
Goethe nodded and glanced at Ann, who was thinking. It was obvious that this female police officer who had experienced the baptism of war was far more perceptive than Siusta and others. Maybe if the other party was given a little more time, they would be able to find something wrong.
Of course, you might get nothing.
However, this has nothing to do with Goethe.
He was not familiar with the other party.
There is no reason to point fingers at the other person.
He only stood up because he wanted to complete the main task [become a recognized folklorist within three months].
Goethe glanced at a boy in the crowd.
The other person had a childish appearance and was wearing a long-sleeved shirt and trousers that resembled a school uniform. He was just like the other students around him. At most, his sleeves were not rolled up, but were tightly put down and buttoned.
"Are you the murderer?"
Goethe asked with a smile.
Although it was a question, his tone was full of affirmation.
"Winchester, what are you talking about?"
"How could I kill someone?"
The boy yelled.
The other party's heart beat more and more violently.
Thump, thump, thump, in Goethe's ears it was like beating a drum.
After his physical fitness was four times higher than that of ordinary people, Goethe became more and more fond of using his 'body' to 'solve crimes'.
No need to look for clues like the famous detective.
Just stand there, listen to the abnormal heartbeat, and observe the abnormal expressions.
Although this trick cannot be 100% effective, for example, Goethe, the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel, could not hear any abnormalities, and the other party's heartbeat was completely normal from beginning to end.
But it's just that guy.
The rest worked.
And that's exactly what Goethe did just now.
The murderer obviously did not have the self-control ability of the owner of the Pine Nut Hotel. Goethe just stood in a secluded place, glanced at it, and found the only strange thing among the crowd.
Then, after careful observation, he directly identified the other party as the murderer.
"You are slandering me!"
The other party shouted hysterically.
This situation attracted the attention of the surrounding police officers.
This time the other party was even more panicked.
"You said I committed murder, show me the evidence!"
“There is no evidence, it’s just slander!”
It was obvious that the other party was completely confused.
In fact, the other party's cover-up was pretty good before, at least he kept his face calm, and with the large number of people around and the dim light, he managed to hide it from the questioning police.
However, after being directly exposed by Goethe, the other party felt guilty.
And Goethe had no intention of continuing to entangle with the other party.
"Aren't you hot?"
Goethe said, looking at the sleeves that the other party had rolled down.
Ann, who had been observing Goethe, immediately rushed over and wanted to check the other man's sleeves, but the boy refused to let him go and even took out a utility knife from his pocket.
"Don't come here!"
The boy yelled.
But it was useless. An directly kicked him on the wrist. When the utility knife fell to the ground, the opponent was also thrown to the ground by An's shoulder. An took advantage of the situation and rolled up the opponent's sleeves.
Two clear scratch marks appeared in everyone's eyes.
"Go check Liz's nails!"
Ann said loudly.
"Not only Liz's, but also Laura's."
Goethe on the side added.
When everyone's eyes turned to him again, Goethe laughed.
"In the same place, in a short period of time, 'suicides' occurred consecutively. You don't think there is no connection between them, right?"
Suddenly, everyone was stunned.
The police acted quickly.
After a while, the results came out.
The scratches were left by Laura.
Facing the evidence, the boy who was pinned to the ground raised his head and shouted loudly——
"I like Laura, what's wrong? I asked Liz to ask her to the roof of the building for me. I wanted to confess to her, but she dared to reject me and resist me. That's why I accidentally pushed her down!"
"That bitch Liz threatened me! She even wanted to blackmail me! I pushed her down too, what's wrong with her?"
"I'm not wrong!"
Such words made people around him frown.
An undisguised disgust appeared on the face of the policewoman An.
“Like is not forced!”
"You've broken the law!"
"You will definitely be severely punished!"
The female police officer shouted coldly.
"Severe punishment?"
"Hahaha!"
"My father is a city councilman!"
"I'm not yet a minor!"
"I'll be fine!"
The boy laughed loudly, and the people around him couldn't help but scold him.
And Goethe?
His face instantly turned cold.
He walked up to the other party and looked down at him as if he were looking at maggots.
"Why do you think I knew you committed murder?"
Goethe asked.
"Why?"
The boy immediately stopped laughing wildly and looked at Goethe with a puzzled look on his face.
The other party thinks they have done a good enough job and cannot be discovered.
At least, it shouldn't have been discovered so quickly.
"She told me."
Goethe pointed to the corpse blocked by the tent in the distance.
The boy was stunned for a moment, then laughed again.
"How can a dead man tell you?"
"You lied!"
"Sure enough, you were just lucky enough to find me!"
"Damn it!"
"I was too careless!"
The man said angrily.
Goethe looked at the murderer with this appearance and laughed.
"oh?"
"Why can't the dead person tell me that you killed her? As a 'folklorist,' I am serious."
"Right?"
"Have you heard of the 'Blood Crow'?"
Goethe looked at each other with a smile.
"'Blood Crow'?"
"Yes, 'Blood Crow' - a kind of ghost, the ghost that is transformed into a girl after she was killed. They appear in the shape of crows and will devour the eyes and hearts of the people who killed them, and their black feathers will be dyed red with blood.
, I call them ‘Blood Crow’.”
After speaking, Goethe turned around and left without giving the other party a chance to speak.
"fraud!"
"Who will believe your lies?"
"Just wait!"
"When I come out, I won't let you go!"
"I'll be out soon!"
The murderer roared.
You have no chance!
Goethe said coldly in his heart.
Watching Goethe's back disappear into the night, a trace of doubt appeared in An's eyes.
Just now, she felt a murderous aura in Goethe.
besides……
A very familiar smell.
It was a breath tempered by blood and fire.
Goethe Winchester went to war?
When this thought appeared in An An's mind, the policewoman immediately shook her head. When she went to ask about Goethe in the afternoon, she had already read through Goethe's information.
The other person has never really left this city since he was born.
Not to mention going to the battlefield.
Also, the other person’s age!
How could an 18-year-old boy go to the battlefield?
Could it be that you are going to work during the summer vacation?
Impossible!
Maybe I feel wrong?
After denying the suspicion in her heart, An immediately winked at her partner.
Regardless of whether she felt wrong or not, the policewoman would not leave Goethe alone.
People like Goethe who "speak uprightly" should not be harmed.
At least, she doesn't allow it.
Siusta immediately nodded knowingly and quickly chased after him.
A murder disguised as suicide ended.
The teachers and students of Green High School are still talking about it.
However, soon, the students burst into cheers.
Because of a murder, Green High School was suspended for one day.
Moreover, rest on Saturdays and Sundays will not be taken up due to the suspension of classes.
This news made even the saddest students smile.
Young man, where can there be sorrow?
Life and death, parting, are like a game to them.
Game over? Just a restart.
Regardless of success or failure.
They all have a chance to come back.
They gave birth to a calf.
They are fearless.
Under the sun, they ran forward.
But some?
But different!
The evil bred by darkness will turn those people into demons in human skin. They are unscrupulous and have no scruples.
Because they know they have...
Absolute advantage!
That's what Barry thought.
Even at this moment, he had entered the cell of the police station. There was an iron fence in front of him as thick as two fingers, and there was only a toilet and a ventilation window behind him.
"Where's the bed?"
"I'm going to sue you for abuse!"
Barry yelled.
An's answer was to use the baton in his hand to hit the opponent's lower abdomen.
Bang!
Barry immediately clutched his stomach and fell to his knees.
However, he raised his head and shouted louder.
"You're done!"
"I will definitely tell my father!"
"He will definitely suspend you!"
An paid no attention to such shouting.
He just glanced at the other person with disgust and walked out.
Outside the door, a policeman whispered.
"Be careful."
"The guy's father is already here with his lawyer."
"He will probably be released on bail."
"bail?"
Anba raised his voice.
"He is underage, and his family can afford a lawyer and pay bail - according to the law, he can naturally be released on bail."
The policeman looked helpless.
"He killed someone!"
"Two people!"
An emphasized.
"Even if he killed the president, as long as his family can afford a big-name lawyer, he can still be found not guilty."
The policeman became more and more helpless.
"FxxK!Sxxxt!"
An swore harshly, and his breathing became rapid due to anger.
The female police officer threw her baton to the ground and said angrily.
"Now I really hope that 'Blood Crow' is real!"
"It's better to take his father away too!"
"To have such a son, his father is not a good person either!"
The elderly policeman patted An on the shoulder with understanding, helped her pick up the baton, and said in a low voice.
"Of course it's not a good thing!"
"Do you know about the hit-and-run accident that killed a mother and her daughter last year?"
"It was that guy at the time, but in the end the judge acquitted him - because, two hours before the car accident, the guy's car was stolen!"
"Then, a guy who couldn't tell the difference between brake and accelerator turned himself in!"
"If 'Blood Crow' is real, I hope that guy deserves what he deserves!"
The elderly policeman couldn't help but sigh, and then murmured in a lower voice that only he could hear——
