If it weren't for the serious expression on Fudo's face, Esther would have doubted whether the dead liaison officer had any grudge against Fudo.
"It's a bit strange. Judging from the corpse, he was dead before he came to this town." Fudo casually opened the corpse with his gloved hands, without any expression of disgust on his face.
"It's not uncommon to have spells that accelerate the decay of corpses..." Esder said casually, but he also began to think about it. If the person who handled the corpse was replaced by him, then he would cast the spell to accelerate decay until the corpse was completely gone.
Degrade, degrade to the point where no one will notice it at all.
"It's indeed strange." Esther muttered to himself.
However, Fudo had no other actions for the time being. Just like how other corpses were disposed of, Fudo dug a hole around it, but this time she chose to burn the body before throwing it into the pit and covering it.
Esther naturally understands the intention of not moving. This is to prevent the corpse from turning into a zombie or something else. The previous corpses that have lost half their heads basically have no possibility of resurrection and do not need to be processed.
"That's it for today." Fudou said.
There is already a bright moon hanging above the head, and it is almost nine o'clock in the evening. It is indeed late. The information collected today is very important, and it will take some time to sort it out.
This means that Esther can live with his life for a few days.
Thinking of this, he couldn't help but start to think about what interesting places were around him.
"I'm leaving. Come back to me when you have other clues." Esther casually dropped this sentence so that he could say goodbye without moving.
Fudo watched Esther leave and stood there for a short while. Fudo placed the cross he took off the liaison officer on his grave before turning around and leaving.
Returning to the room he rented, he closed the wooden door. On the inside of the wooden door was a diagram of a magic circle, with a stone that exuded a light blue luster thrust into the center of the diagram.
It is like a battery that maintains the operation of this magic circle.
Fudo, who has a parasite in his body, has long since lost the power to use magic, and now he can only use magic with some small objects.
The room was very simple. Apart from a bed and a table, there was basically nothing else in sight. Without moving, I just walked to the bed and sat down.
She flipped up the map, which marked the time and place of death of all the people. After taking a look at the time of death of the liaison officer, she took out a pen and crossed it out.
After that, the death times of the remaining four exorcists were crossed out in turn.
According to Esder, these death times are undoubtedly wrong. They did not die at this time. If this is the case, why would the liaison officer return such false news to the association.
Fudo doesn't believe this is a mistake, unless... this exorcist has been interfered with the perception of time by the devil.
It's just that even if you know this, it won't help. It won't be of much help to the progress of the case.
I have not forgotten that there is still a question, that is how this demon was summoned. The only deceased who was an ordinary person was a teacher.
Perhaps we should start investigating from the people around him.
Of course, I believe the police in the police station have done these things before.
"Go to the police station tomorrow and we should be able to eliminate some targets."
Tonight was destined to not be a peaceful night. When the moon was obscured by clouds, everything was different. On a street near Bart's house, a streetlight appeared to have a short circuit-like phenomenon.
Not long after, the lights went out and the path was completely enveloped in darkness.
Mr. Kenless is a boatman. Their ship approached the port of the town this evening and just unloaded a batch of cargo. Their captain got a lot of money, and as a boatman, he also got a little.
For a boatman who works day and night at sea, there is nothing more interesting than having fun in a bar after docking.
As usual, after docking, Kenright spent all the little money he earned in a bar, and was later kicked out by the bar owner.
He was now extremely drunk and was walking aimlessly on the street with an empty wine bottle. To be honest, he didn't know where he was.
But this feeling of being drunk was so good that he stopped thinking about this problem long ago.
A gust of cold wind blew, making Kenleth couldn't help but shiver. Although it was summer, the town near the Norwegian Sea was still clear. On such a dark night, the cold wind would still make people feel uncomfortable.
Feeling a little cold.
Kenleth woke up a little and soon found that the street lights around him had gone out, but he didn't pay attention to this trivial matter to him.
He got up from the roadside and planned to return to the boat, otherwise he might have to sleep on the roadside this night.
Suddenly, there was a whistling wind, which seemed to be mixed with whispers.
"Huh? Is anyone here?" Kenleth turned his head, but there was nothing behind him.
It was pitch black behind him, and the surrounding houses seemed to have a power outage. There was no trace of light. The drunken Kenless thought this was all his imagination.
But when he turned around, a strange figure appeared on the opposite side. The figure was long and thin, giving people a sense of extreme incongruity, but the drunk Kenleth thought it was just his illusion.
Kenleth was obviously frightened by the sudden appearance of the figure, but soon he squinted his eyes and began to look at the other person, but because of the dark night, he could hardly see the other person's face or any iconic clothing.
Only a vague figure could be seen, which made Kenles think that the other party was far away from him, so he shouted loudly: "Hello sir! Do you know which direction the port is!"
He saw that the figure seemed to move, and it was obvious that the other party heard his voice.
Just when Kenleth was about to continue saying something, the figure seemed to turn around and look at him with a pair of scarlet eyes.
It wasn't until this moment that Kenleth realized something was wrong. He opened his mouth wide and the empty wine bottle in his hand fell to the ground and shattered into pieces.
The sound of the wine bottle breaking was as if it was a signal. The pair of scarlet eyes suddenly dropped to the ground, and then rushed towards Kenleth in a strange crawling posture.
It wasn't until the last moment before Ling died that Kenlais saw the figure clearly.
It was a weird, slender monster with multi-jointed arms like two bamboo poles. The monster's face seemed like a sunken skull.
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The sound of flesh being torn apart echoed in the dark, deserted streets.