After dealing with the problem of his identity, Lawrence immediately ran to check the tasks posted in the Church of Knowledge. Unfortunately, most of the tasks now need to be completed in the wild, which is not suitable for pure novices like Lawrence.
"It seems that my luck is not very good." After checking the task list, Lawrence muttered and returned to his room, then took the necessary things and went to the hospital where Liszt was. Of course, the first thing he did after leaving the house was
I stopped by the telegraph office next to the church to send a telegram to my father.
After sending the telegram, Lawrence chose to walk there because it was not far from Lister's clinic. As a result, as soon as he turned to the street where the hospital was located, he heard a noise coming from the front.
"What's going on?" Lawrence looked around and found a large group of people swarming towards the corner. He noticed a mixture of excitement and fear on their faces.
"Something must have happened." Lawrence thought, just as he shook his head and prepared to continue to the hospital where Liszt was located. The loud shouting of some people in front told him what exactly happened here.
"Let me see, is there anyone dead in front?"
"It's true, and the one who died is the principal dancer of the Golden Rose Theater who has been missing for three days."
"It was so miserable. He was cut into two pieces right in the middle. His cheek was also scratched from the corner of his mouth to his ear."
Hearing the last sentence, Lawrence stopped and then followed the flow of people on the street.
On the edge of this street is Eagle Castle's famous Central Garden, surrounded by communities where some wealthy middle-class people live. The place where people gather is in Central Park.
As one of the most famous attractions of Eagle Castle, its Central Park is the largest urban park in the New and Old Worlds. The entire park has a large lake as its core and is surrounded by a series of scenery such as woods, lawns, hills, and gardens.
It constitutes an excellent place to take a break from the bustle of the city. In Lawrence's memory, when he was in school, he would come here every month to have picnics with his classmates.
When he reached the place where the crowd gathered, the place where the incident happened was in the woods on a hill. The police had already arrived and set up a cordon. There were several well-built policemen holding their hands on their waists.
The gun was holstered, driving away the onlookers who tried to squeeze in to watch the fun.
There was a very strange smell at the scene. Even though Lawrence was seven or eight meters away from the cordon, he could smell a smell like spoiled eggs. Across the huddled crowd, he saw a body half-dressed in underwear.
He collapsed there, covered with a white sheet. There was a small pool of bright red blood still flowing everywhere on the ground.
Obviously, such a horrific scene is not suitable for ordinary people to see. So a few policemen took wooden sticks and cloth from there and prepared to surround it.
"Woo - Wu - Wu -" At this time, a black fully enclosed four-wheeled carriage with police badges on both sides rushed over along the gravel path. After the car stopped, the back door of the tank carriage opened. Two people
A policeman with the badge of the Special City Criminal Investigation Team hanging on his chest jumped out of the car.
Lawrence took advantage of the two policemen to enter the scene and squeezed to the edge of the cordon. Then he lowered his head and carefully looked at the two corpses five or six meters away from him, especially the limbs exposed outside the white cloth.
"Eh-" After careful observation, Lawrence's pupils shrank slightly as if he saw something, and he made a surprised sound.
Since this was a very brutal murder, the victim was a well-known figure in the city, and the body was found in the bustling Central Park in the city. Therefore, the police were under great pressure, which in turn further motivated the police.
efficiency of action.
A few minutes later, the body was transported into the closed compartment of the carriage that had just been sent to the criminal investigation team and taken away. At the same time, members of the criminal investigation team began to question the first few people who found the body.
Lawrence originally planned to leave with those who had watched the fun, and then wait for the police to finish their investigation before coming back to check what he suspected, but as soon as he turned around, he heard a voice coming from behind. "Stop! You, first
Wait there for a moment."
After being suddenly stopped, Lawrence turned his head subconsciously. It turned out that the person who stopped him was a thin, middle-aged and elderly policeman with gray hair, features as hard as stone sculptures, and sharp eyes like hawks.
He was wearing the same police uniform as the others, with the badge of the criminal investigation team hanging on his chest. Hanging from the belt around his waist was a large-caliber revolver that was slightly larger than a normal pistol.
"Hello, I'm Chief Hans." The old policeman came over and took out his ID, then pointed to a stone bench not far away and said, "I have a few questions to ask you now.
If you don't mind, we can go there and have a chat."
"Okay, I am willing to cooperate with your work. After all, cooperating with the police is the obligation of every good citizen." Lawrence shrugged helplessly. It was obvious that the policeman should have seen his expression just now, and
A person with a strange expression at the murder scene will definitely be called out by the police for investigation immediately.
"Okay, what's your name?" As soon as the two people sat down, Chief Hans took out a small notebook and a pencil from his body, and then asked the first question with a serious face.
"Lawrence, Lawrence August." After saying his name, Lawrence suddenly noticed that the policeman sitting opposite seemed less serious than before.
"Lawrence August, you are a student who just graduated from the School of Medicine at Far Harbor Comprehensive University this year, right?"
"Yes, yes." Lawrence looked at the policeman opposite with some surprise. He didn't know why the police chief knew his specific identity just by hearing his name.
"I am Edward's father." Sheriff Hans explained looking at the surprised Lawrence. "Edward's family has told you many times, and everyone in our family is very grateful for your help in his studies. By the way,
You can call me Frank."
After discovering the relationship between the two parties, the atmosphere between the two became much more relaxed. Before Chief Hans could ask any questions, Lawrence took out his chartered detective certificate and handed it over.
I have been living in St. Gutenberg's Cathedral because of some things, and the priests there can testify for me."
"That's it." After reading the certificate handed over by Lawrence, Chief Hans immediately believed what Lawrence said. As a police chief, he naturally knew what this kind of special certificate represented?
"By the way, I just saw you frowning there, can you tell me what you discovered?" Chief Hans asked when returning the ID to Lawrence.
This is an act of emergency medical treatment, because the victim of the case and the location where it occurred are too sensitive. In addition, no traces other than the victim's were found at the scene, whether it was hair, fingerprints or
There were no footprints at all. It was as if the victim had fallen directly from the sky.
"Of course, I am willing to share my findings with you." Lawrence nodded. "Have you heard of the legend about the vampire baroness?"