In the living room on the second floor of Papa's Antique Store, the doors and windows were tightly closed, but the curtains were not drawn, which made the room even hotter under the sunlight penetrating through the gray mist. But Detective Vivendi believed that his agitation at this time had absolutely nothing to do with the indoor temperature. How much he wished that he hadn't heard anything just now.
"You are exactly what I thought..."
Even though he knew he shouldn't express any opinions, the middle-aged police detective couldn't help but speak in a joking tone, hoping to ease the awkward atmosphere in the living room. He recorded the romantic life of the noble children just now, and then shook his head with a wry smile. The middle-aged man seemed to want to shake off all his troubles:
"Okay, I understand all these things, so can you let us check the small-caliber pistol you registered at the city hall?"
"Yes, but the gun is downstairs in the coat."
Jenkins pointed to the feet of the crowd.
The detective nodded again, not forgetting to explain:
"Of course you won't kill people, but this is a routine inspection, please understand."
Then he asked Hathaway, Britney, and Julia to confirm Jenkins's itinerary for the past few days, and then closed the black-covered notebook:
"So is there any question to ask?"
The middle-aged police detective looked at the big shots around him, and seeing that everyone was silent, he announced that the routine interrogation was over.
The originally depressing and dull atmosphere in the room seemed to be swept away by these words, and the police detective left first with a sense of humor, and the excuse was to get the pistol downstairs. After his footsteps faded away, Jenkins asked the three dukes:
"what is going on?"
"Six heirs were assassinated in a row, that's what happened. It was the same as Viktorm who died last week. He was hit in the head by a bullet, his heart was pierced by a sharp knife, his throat was cut open, and there were needle holes in his body. The toxin with unknown components can be found after testing. In short, no specific cause of death can be found, all injuries may cause death, and the police suspect that these injuries were caused at the same time."
Duke Douglas Gerald said, and then let the silent servant standing behind him pass Jenkins a thick brown brown paper waterproof file bag.
Jenkins turned the coil away, took out the data, and found that it was all information related to the murder.
"I don't believe that you will kill people, nor do you believe that you will hire murderers to kill people. Obviously, whether they die or not will not affect your inheritance order."
said the Duke, looking out of the window:
"Currently the most suspicious suspect is that foreigner Horace Luthor. We suspect that some people in Cheslan want to do something... So during this time, you must pay attention to your own safety. Although you are now The heirs of murder are all low in succession, but maybe this is a trick to confuse us. William, you must pay attention to your own safety."
The old Duke emphasized, and Jenkins nodded, puzzled by the matter. He thought for a while, then turned to the police officers in Carfax Yard and asked:
"Can I have a look at the bodies? I think it would help me to keep my sense of vigilance if I could know how those unfortunates died."
This request is very strange, but under the signal of the dukes, Carfax Yard agreed to Jenkins' request.
Seven bodies, including Viktorum's, are now in the downtown morgue at Carfax Field Headquarters. It wasn't the first time Jenkins had visited this place, but the summer heat couldn't dispel the coldness in the morgue.
The coroner, who looked like a butcher in a dark red stained apron and a mask, took the bodies out of the mortuary cabinet and placed them on the "bed" put together for Jenkins to watch. Although the royal family paid for ice cubes to freeze these corpses, the corpse of Viktorm, who died earlier, had already shown a certain degree of corruption.
Similar to what was written in those documents, there were many scars on the surface of the corpse, and most of them could cause death. Jenkins wore a mask to block the smell, scanned it with his real eyes to confirm that there were no traces of the extraordinary, and then asked the coroner accompanying him:
"Have you invited the priests of the Church of Death to come and see it?"
People who work as teachers and writers are not necessarily believers in sages, but people who work as coroners are likely to be believers in death, or believers in the false god sect that has made good friends with the church of death. Therefore, the coroner didn't care about the suspicion of distrust of Jenkins' level in his words, but explained with a heavy Nolan accent:
"Only the corpses transported to the morgue outside the city can apply for the autopsy of the Church of Death and the Last Day. The corpses parked here are all autopsied by the coroner inside the Carfax Field."
Thinking of the relationship between the church and the secular world, Jenkins nodded clearly, and then looked down at the neck of the young male corpse in front of him, where there was an undisguised bleeding spot, which was caused by a pinhole. of.
"Can you analyze the toxin components in the corpse's blood?"
"Difficult, not because toxins are rare, but because all dead people have more than one type of toxin in their bodies. It looks like someone mixed together different lethal toxins, swirled them in an aqueous solution, and injected them through more than one location into the body of the dead."
He pointed out to Jenkins the pinholes that were not easy to find in other places on the body in front of him. Jenkins looked at it for a while, but found no other clues.
So after leaving Calfax, Jenkins went directly to his divination teacher, Miss Audrey. But Miss Audrey was not at home, so Jenkins could only go out of the city to find someone in Evergreen Forest.
When he jumped out of the carriage with today's Nolan Daily Supplement and hugged the cat, it was already afternoon. After we found Miss Audrey and told her what was going on, and asked her to help with divination, there was even a sunset glow in the west of the sky.
The two had dinner together in the evergreen forest, during which Miss Audrey asked about Dolores becoming the heir, and teased Jenkins for earning a whole country in one go. Miss Audrey is a friend of Alexia herself, and she knows a lot about Alexia, so she didn't ask too much about her.
After dinner, Miss Audrey suddenly had a mood, so she followed the way that ancient fortune-tellers taught skills, and found an open space by the lake in the forest where you could see the stars. Both of them were sitting on the grass. Miss Audrey tested Jenkins' recent learning progress, and after learning that he hadn't made any more attempts at divination, she thought for a while and asked:
"Then, have you 'seen' fate again recently? I noticed that your eyes are a little abnormal. The purple color should not be there before?"
This is one of the few people who noticed the abnormal color of Jenkins' eyes, but she didn't think much about it. She just thought that Jenkins was talented. After seeing his fate, his eyes tended to transform into magic eyes.
The lectures under the starry sky lasted until about nine o'clock, and the two officially began to try to divination the deaths of members of the royal family. I'm in a good mood tonight, and the lady of the Church of Destiny chose the uncommon "water divination" technique.
But she didn't intend to use a special container to hold the blood, and then explore the veins of fate under the water.
Miss Audrey pointed to the lake beside the two:
"I'm going to use this lake for divination."
The nuns from the Church of Destiny in the forest were called in for help, and together they placed 365 candles around the edge of the lake and lit them.
Then Miss Audrey held a quarter of a candle dyed purple, ready to preside over the ceremony. This candle symbolizes "fate" and is a reflection of the star of fate, the god of lies. Of course, the God of Lies standing beside her knew that he did not have such a priesthood.
The female fortune-teller has changed clothes and is now wearing a brown floor-sweeping robe. After letting everyone leave the lake, she walked towards the lake on the grass with her bare feet and closed eyes holding the candle.
As she took steps, some unusual winds caused ripples on the grass and the lake. Jenkins leaned on the tree in the distance and watched, watching the spirit in the air become disordered, and then the purple spirit light rose from the center of the lake and diffused to the surface of the lake like a morning fog.
Miss Audrey, holding a candle, didn't stop by the lake, but walked straight into the lake with her eyes closed. The lake water slapping against the shore under the starry sky first drenched her bare feet, then climbed up her fair legs a little bit, climbing up between the fine pores of the delicate skin, and soaked her skin at the same time. robe.
As Miss Audrey walked, the water surface continued to rise until it submerged her waist, and then the hands holding the candle also entered below the water surface, but the candle was not extinguished, and was still swaying faintly below the water surface of light.
Soon Miss Audrey's head was also submerged in the lake water. Her messy long hair was scattered on the surface of the water, shaking with the flow of the waves, which looked quite scary in this dark night. But as the woman goes further, the hair gradually disappears.
Suddenly a black object rose from under the water. It turned out that the brown robe floated up, and was swept to the grass on the bank by the flow of the lake.
Jenkins held his breath and stared at the position of the faint candlelight, thinking probingly about the meaning and symbol of this large-scale ceremony in front of him.
In fact, ordinary divination does not require such complicated rituals, but as a student of Miss Audrey, the female fortune teller always likes to let Jenkins see some new things. This is very enviable in the eyes of ordinary fortune tellers. Not every teacher is willing to show students those dangerous and strange rituals, and not every teacher is willing to pass on all their knowledge to students.
Jenkins couldn't help feeling a little ashamed when he thought that his divination skills hadn't made any progress. Therefore, he stared at the lake even more intently, hoping to see something different from it.