Chapter 367 of the text volume: The eyes of the remaining asylum were filled with blood, filled with uncontrollable madness and fear. Even if the gatekeeper's words soothed the woman's spirit and allowed her to wake up from the edge of collapse,
It failed to completely heal the shadow of fear that lingered in her mind.
Agatha had seen this kind of look many times, so she just looked at it calmly, and after using her eyes to calm the woman down further, she spoke:
The woman's shoulders trembled violently. She lowered her head and grabbed her hair, as if she didn't dare to look at Agatha anymore. She just kept repeating:
Agatha frowned and asked again,
As she spoke, she reached out and took out a medicine bottle from her arms. After opening the bottle cap with one hand, the calming fragrance in the bottle spread quietly and gradually enveloped the surroundings.
The gatekeeper's potion took effect, and the long-haired woman on the sofa was breathing much calmer. She raised her head slightly, looked out from the gap in her hair, and said in a low voice: "I'm hitting that thing with a hammer from behind.
The back of the head, and then the thing fell down, but even if the head collapsed to such a large piece, it did not die, but struggled to get up again. I kicked it further inside, and then closed the bathroom door and it was banging inside.
, making a frightening cry, it was early in the morning, it
I kept shouting for ten minutes before I stopped..."
The woman stopped and calmed down for a few seconds before continuing:
Agatha nodded slightly and asked again while replaying what happened in her mind:
The woman shook her head with fear in her tone,
Agatha's expression suddenly became serious. She turned her head. Before she could speak, a guard reported from the side:
The doors and windows were closed, the door locks had not been broken, and they appeared directly in residents' homes.
Compared to the upright He, this phenomenon that seemed to appear out of thin air made her even more wary.
And these are not the only points worth paying attention to in today's case.
Agatha lowered her head and looked at the woman on the sofa.
She still remembered the cases she had come across before today, especially the case discovered at No. 42 Fireplace Street - the folklorist who returned from death and the female apprentice who was severely cognitively contaminated without knowing it. In such a typical case
, the surviving parties could not distinguish what was in front of them at all.
But the woman in front of me could tell the difference.
Is she unaffected by cognitive contamination?
Agatha spoke, thinking carefully about her words,
The woman became a little excited,
Agatha frowned and asked again,
The woman became completely excited and even jumped up from the sofa, as if she wanted to pounce on the gatekeeper in front of her. Her bloodshot eyes once again returned to the fearful and crazy look before, so much so that even her sanity seemed to have evaporated.
-The guards standing nearby reacted immediately and wanted to hold down the poor woman who had lost her mind, but Agatha's reaction was one step faster.
The gatekeeper raised his cane and tapped the woman's forehead gently.
The latter fell asleep instantly.
The female captain with short black hair shook her head,
As she spoke, she raised her head and looked around this small residence.
Agatha ordered,
Agatha nodded, then walked through the living room and came to the small bathroom and bathroom.
On the ground near the shower head, you can still see the marks left by the guards after collecting evidence.
The fake was once locked in this bathroom, but in the end...it only had less than one test tube left.
This is very abnormal.
Although the fakes themselves have strange properties and their origins are a mystery, at least one thing is clear: they are also composed of a certain amount of physical matter, and even if they disintegrate, these physical materials will not disappear out of thin air.
Agatha frowned slightly and walked around twice in the narrow bathroom. Suddenly, she stopped and stared at one place.
Located in the corner of the wall was the rusty entrance to the sewer pipe. She quickly came to the floor drain, tapped the cast iron grate with the end of her tin cane, and looked down at the dark hole inside.
The darkness inside the sewer pipe is invisible, as if all the truth is buried.
"...No way...Damn it!"
Agatha suddenly took a deep breath and realized a possibility, which even made her hands and feet feel a little cold.
She quickly returned to the living room and gave orders very quickly,
The squad leader was startled after hearing this series of orders, but she did not raise any questions. The instinct of obeying orders made her straighten her body immediately:
After Agatha gave the order, she came to the sleeping woman next to the sofa.
Why was this woman not affected by cognitive and memory interference, but saw the truth?
Even at this time, Agatha was still very concerned about this matter.
At this moment, a guard who had been investigating clues in other rooms suddenly ran into the living room with something in his hand.
Agatha immediately looked around and saw that what the other person was holding turned out to be a small plaster statue that looked quite old.
That was clearly the silhouette of the Frost Queen.
Immediately other guards in the room whispered,
Agatha looked serious. She stepped forward and took the sideways bust, which was about ten centimeters high, and carefully observed the details on the statue.
She made a simple judgment and raised her head,
The guardian who discovered the Queen's profile immediately reported,
Agatha didn't speak for a while, just looking at the plaster statue in her hand.
Frost Queen... Even today, half a century later, there are still citizens in the city-state who secretly commemorate the Queen. This fact itself does not surprise her.
After all, it was a glorious era, and it was a once great queen after all - just fifty years of time are not enough to erase all traces of the queen's era from the city-state. Some old people who have experienced that era
, and their descendants are still deeply influenced by them.
There are sporadic supporters of the Queen among the people - fifty years ago, this kind of sneaky commemorative behavior was enough to lead to hanging, but today, fifty years later, the ban on this aspect has actually been relaxed a lot.
During her years as a gatekeeper, Agatha had heard about this matter more than once.
In most cases, if it is just a spontaneous act by the people, today's guards and peace officers will not pursue it excessively. Sometimes they will even pretend not to see it, or just give a verbal warning.
This family only collected a bust of the Queen, a few coins and a booklet. It was not a big deal.
But thinking about the changes that had just occurred in this residence, Agatha couldn't help but think more.
The person involved in this incident was not affected by cognitive interference, but instead saw through the truth. Could it be... related to the Queen's souvenirs here?