"...How sure are you that they were responsible for this incident?" Berkeley asked Flower, tapping his fingers on the brown-red table unconsciously.
"Only about 30%." Flower shook his head.
"I went to the scene and looked at it. Judging from the appearance of the corpse, it seemed a bit like their style...but I didn't feel the familiar disgusting smell."
Having said this, he couldn't help but feel a little confused.
This murder happened just after the previous Catherine contamination incident at the west guard station of the city, so he subconsciously connected the two.
But after actually going to see the scene, he found that it was a little different from what he thought.
"We'll find out later." Price, who was sitting next to him, said, "If it's really a thorn of flesh and blood, then they will definitely take action again in the future."
"What about Regina...?" Flower asked.
"Let them continue to investigate." Berkeley interrupted.
"Okay." Flower nodded and asked, "Do you want to report it to Wizard Lapp?"
"No need." Berkeley shook his head.
"Nothing has been determined yet, so it's not appropriate to bother Mr. Rapp... This may be just an ordinary murder incident as usual."
He turned to look out the stained glass window, paused, and then reminded:
"But we should not take it lightly. The source of the pollution on Catherine has been determined by Wizard Lapp to be the Lord of Flesh and Thorns..."
Flower nodded heavily, the fat on his neck rising in waves.
Then the three of them said goodbye.
Berkeley walked out of the patrol office.
The sun is shining outside and the sky is blue,
People are coming and going in Blackstone City.
Calm, sunny and peaceful, just like before...
But no matter how he looked at it, he always felt that there seemed to be an undercurrent surging behind it.
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79 Tulip Street.
The hollow door is carved with roses.
Pigou is bidding farewell to Regina and the two.
"Your Excellency Pigou, if you think of any useful information in the future, please contact us as soon as possible."
"I will definitely do it," Pigou replied with a smile.
"Then I'll go back first."
He said goodbye to Regina and the two, turned around and got into the carriage behind him.
drive!
The carriage drove him away gradually, and finally disappeared around the corner of the street.
Colin and Regina returned to the living room, sat on the apricot woolen sofa, and frowned at the same time.
Pigou's answer did not provide them with any useful information.
No trace could be detected at the scene, and Regina's black cat couldn't smell any strange smell.
The homicide investigation has reached an impasse.
"...Why don't we go back to the inspection office and look through the files of recent homicides with supernatural elements?"
After pondering for a moment, Colin suggested.
Obviously, this murder was most likely committed by cultists, and most likely it was not a vendetta.
And if it is not a vendetta, then the investigation from the perspective of interpersonal relationships is undoubtedly going in the wrong direction.
In this current situation, except for the iconic ghost-like technique of leaving no trace, there are no other clues.
Looking for any murders related to it is obviously the only way to break through.
Regina obviously realized this and nodded.
He stood up quickly and returned to the inspection office with Colin.
In this murder, the deceased was just an insignificant ordinary person, so it stands to reason that there is no need to pay too much attention to it.
But because the incident itself involves supernatural powers and is likely to be related to cultists, this is no longer a trivial matter.
It didn't take long for the two of them to arrive at the archives room of the inspection office. The archives here were all moved from the previous guard office.
Stored on the huge brown bookshelf in the corner are all the murders with supernatural elements that have occurred on the island in the past sixty years.
The two of them read through each item in chronological order, starting from the present to the past.
The sunlight by the window crawled from the table legs to the tabletop, then from the tabletop to Colin, and finally, gradually disappeared.
Until the evening, after reading through all the murders related to supernatural factors in the past year.
But they still haven't found an incident that is the same as the tulip murder, or even similar.
Night falls.
Regina and Colin finally had no choice but to put down their gears and take the cars back home one after another.
Regina lived opposite to him, and when his carriage arrived at the corner of Acorn Street, Regina was nowhere to be seen.
"Go to Tulip Street first." At this moment, Colin had a thought in his mind and suddenly ordered the groom Arthur.
"Yes, master." Arthur responded quickly, driving the carriage and turning towards Tulip Street.
Not long after, the carriage slowly stopped at No. 79 Tulip Street.
Colin stepped out of the carriage.
Outside the hollow door with withered roses, there were still two armored guards guarding it.
"Sir." The two guards greeted respectfully. Although they were a little curious about why Colin came back so late, they didn't ask anything and remained silent. They opened the door for Colin.
But when Colin approached the door, his steps stopped. He waved to the guard, then suddenly turned around and returned to the carriage.
"Come on, Arthur." he ordered.
Tap tap tap~
The carriage started to move.
In the car, Colin's expression was calm.
The only reason he came back here was to confirm the inexplicable feeling he had this morning.
When he inspected the scene this morning, although neither Detect Evil nor Regina's cat could find any traces, he still felt something strange...
It was a very weak strangeness, so weak that he once thought it was just an illusion.
It wasn't until he was flipping through his files in the afternoon and thinking carefully about it that he gradually became convinced that the strangeness was not an illusion.
It stands to reason that he is just an ordinary mid-level wizard apprentice. Since Regina and her black cat did not detect anything strange when detecting evil, he should not be able to find anything strange either.
But he did find out...it was not an illusion.
…Needless to say, this must also be one of the benefits of a strengthened soul.
After the golden four-leaf clover strengthened, his soul's improvement seemed not as high as that of his body, and he did not gain talents like his body.
But in terms of actual quantification, his current soul strength is undoubtedly one of the strongest among a small group of people on the entire island, except for the Lapp wizard.
In addition, the golden four-leaf clover seems to have a special bonus to perception, so it is normal for him to feel abnormalities that ordinary intermediate apprentices cannot.
However, the matter of obtaining the golden four-leaf clover still needs to be kept secret, and the strength of his soul after being strengthened cannot be easily exposed.
So after confirming the strange feeling in the afternoon, he didn't say anything about it.
Instead, he chose to come over at night and take a closer look.
But when he reached the door, he was suddenly startled.
There is absolutely no need for me to come here alone now.
Night has fallen at this moment, and in the huge house at No. 79 Tulip Street, only the two guards outside are alive, and the others are mutilated and horrific corpses.
A gentleman does not stand under a dangerous wall.
If you want to confirm again...
Waiting until daytime tomorrow, or coming with Regina next time, to confirm again is undoubtedly a better choice.