Early in the morning, in the lower city, dawn has not yet come, in the darkness before dawn.
"Last night, the Police Department received a message."
Lestrade stood at the intersection and said to the people next to him: "We have found the person who betrayed the professor and betrayed the professor's whereabouts. He took the initiative to contact us. After betraying the professor, he should have He secretly left Avalon by boat. Unfortunately, for some unknown reason, the professor suddenly mastered all the channels for smuggling. The guy kept a cautious eye before boarding the ship and lined up a subordinate to inspect it on his behalf. Five minutes later, the subordinate did not come back. He slipped away. The buyer behind him had given up on him, and he had no choice but to ask the police for help. The guy said in the message that he knew a big secret about the professor, an absolutely unbelievable secret. I thought. If you want to know the secret, you have to come and save him. After receiving the news, the Police Department quickly organized a team of mounted police to go to support. The director personally applied for "silent authority" for them to deal with the musicians. Unfortunately, too late."
Lestrade sighed: "When the mounted police arrived, they only found one body. It was like being thrown into an incinerator. The upper body of the body was burned into coke, but the lower body was still the same. Remaining the same. According to the forensic report, he was still alive when he was set on fire - he was burned to death, with most of his blood evaporated, and died in the scorching hell of despair. The only clue found was that A line of blood written by a person before death."
"Where is the blood letter?"
In the shadows, the man named "Holmes" asked calmly.
Lestrade pointed to the house behind him, which was almost half burned: "It's inside. The crime scene is well protected. I know you are concerned about the professor, so I picked him up from the inspection department..."
"Wait here."
Holmes interrupted him expressionlessly and ordered coldly. Lestrade's flattering smile stiffened for a moment, and he stood at the intersection, waiting honestly.
As they passed each other, a small bag was thrown into his arms, and a hoarse voice rang in his ears.
"You did a great job, this is your reward."
Lestrade was stunned for a moment, opened the small bag, and saw clearly the dense handwriting written on the pile of paper. He was immediately ecstatic, and did not dare to complain any more, and guarded the intersection honestly.
…
"What did you give him?" Bai Xi asked in a low voice after walking into the room.
"The other part of the Rat King's notes, his several channels for selling stolen goods." Ye Qingxuan shrugged: "Anyway, the remaining part is enough for about ten times. That guy is quite interesting, so it's good to just treat it as a joke. "
“…”
Bai Xi curled his lips and didn't know what to say.
She looked around, looking at the narrow room that was almost in a mess, as well as all kinds of burnt things: "What on earth are we doing here?"
"Find a big secret, the professor's big secret."
Ye Qingxuan looked around and searched carefully.
"Can't we just knock on the door?"
"The balance of power is already very disparate. If you don't even know your enemy, then knocking on your door is just a drop-off. Our goal is to force the professor to withdraw from the fight for blood, at least to make him show his noble hand and let go. It’s better to live like this little oriental kid like me…”
While searching, Ye Qingxuan paused and looked at the center of the wall:
"—This is it!"
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In the dilapidated room, Ye Qingxuan raised his head and stared at the vague writing on the wall.
Two days have passed, and the bloody words at the crime scene have become dim, but the original appearance can still be seen.
The walls were originally painted with white powder, but now they have been scorched black by the flames, and faint traces of dried blood can be seen.
That was the mark left by the traitor before he died.
But it seemed disorganized and without any meaning. Even if Ye Qingxuan searched for any words he knew, he couldn't match the strange handwriting.
Even the notes are the same, the handwriting is just like a child's graffiti, written casually.
If you insist on trying to do it, it can be understood as some variant of calligraphy, but those writing techniques are all time-consuming and laborious. How could a person who was about to die and be set on fire have the heart to write such a kind of calligraphy? thing
"How strange."
Ye Qingxuan stared at the blood stains on the wall and shook his head slowly.
Beside him, Bai Xi was so bored that he rolled his eyes: "He didn't wipe it randomly, right?"
"How could a person who was burned alive and in such pain still want to write something and scribble? Ye Qingxuan understood that this was the guy's revenge: even if he was killed, he would still stay The professor’s fatal weakness is to let others kill him and avenge himself... "
But what will happen to the professor
It would be too reckless if it was just for revenge. If he were a professor, he would definitely put it down for the time being and look for another good opportunity.
It can be concluded that the traitor must be a confidant of the original professor and knows a lot of things he shouldn't know.
Including the big secret about the professor!
You must know that the professor is currently seriously injured and needs to recover from his injuries. All his allies have abandoned him. Under the pursuit of the "House", they have deserted their relatives.
It can be said to be unprecedentedly fragile.
How important is the secret that the professor needs to personally go out and risk being surrounded by mounted police to kill him
Although the combat effectiveness of those mounted policemen is only better than nothing, don't forget that behind them is the Metropolitan Police Department of Avalon: as long as they obtain the silent authority, they can use the copper whistle to send out signals at any time and call the police that enveloped the entire Avalon. Silence barrier.
At that time, the ether, which was suppressed to the point of being harmless, will become even more inert, and even if the musician wants to call on his power, it will be difficult.
Moreover, as long as there is a slight obstruction, the musicians guarding the headquarters will arrive at any time.
If it gets too big, it will attract the attention of the garrison.
If his luck were even worse, the man who commanded the garrison that day would be a Knight of the Round Table... I'm afraid the professor would have been disappointed on the spot.
Knights of the Round Table, defenders of knightly virtues, and the supreme force of Angelus.
Before King Arthur died, he sealed the phantom beasts he created in twelve sacred armors, and gave them to his knights, ordering them to forever protect the empire he created.
Those knights swore to defend Angelo with their own lives, and were recognized by the twelve sacred armors of the Knights of the Round Table, and thus had various extraordinary powers.
The armor contains terrifying power that is comparable to that of a saint. Even if it can be exerted in a human body, it is enough for any musician to retreat.
So... what secret is it that makes the professor take the risk of being besieged and kill the traitor himself
Ye Qingxuan fell into deep thought.
"Cousin, why are you so interested in the professor?" Bai Xi asked, "Is it because he and you cherish each other?"
"Don't be ridiculous, that guy is still thinking about my head."
Ye Qingxuan rolled his eyes: "I've been involved in a lot of bad things for no reason, and I have to find out the guy behind the rumors. Besides, I'm also curious, who is targeting me?"
"You suspect it's the professor?"
"It's very possible. When everyone was doubtful, he was the one who said it first, saying that he was determined to get the little kid with the treasure. Unless he has a confirmed source of information to prove that I really have some relationship with the Shadow of Avalon. , otherwise, does he think that I am handsome and want to recruit him as his thug?"
"... Cousin, the boast you just made was very shameless like Ciel's."
"I am over-flattered."
Ye Qingxuan shamelessly held up his hand to express his thanks, but was kicked in the shin by Bai Xi angrily:
"Then did you see something coming?"
"Soon, soon."
Ye Qingxuan rubbed his painful calf: "Let me take a look again."
Bai Xi curled his lips, looked around at the messy hut, and shook his head: "It's all ruined like this, only a ghost can see anything."
"uncertain."
Ye Qingxuan murmured to himself: "Sometimes, the destroyed scene will explain more things."
In silence, Ye Qingxuan looked around, and suddenly a glimmer of understanding flashed in his eyes.
"This is murder!"
Immediately, he was kicked by Bai Xi: "Nonsense! Even ghosts can tell it's murder, okay?! I even know who the murderer is, do you believe it?"
Ye Qingxuan shook his head: "No, what I mean is: the whole process was actually planned by the professor, including the traitor's escape."
"You mean, the professor deliberately allowed the traitor to escape?" Bai Xi was stunned: "How did you know that?"
"It's simple, you look at the whole room."
Ye Qingxuan stood at the door: "If I have a ghost in my heart, I will choose a secret hiding place for myself and make all preparations. The minimum concealment and sealing must be achieved, right?"
"nonsense."
"Then, here comes the problem."
Ye Qingxuan looked around: "How did the professor come in?"
Bai Xi thought for a while and looked at the broken door: "Obviously, the doors are all smashed, isn't it from the front door?"
The young man shook his head: "Kicking the door is always the most barbaric behavior. How can a guy like a professor who claims to be a brainiac kick in the door?"
"How did that door break?"
"It's very simple."
Ye Qingxuan fiddled with the fragments of the door panel on the ground with his palms, put them together simply, looked at the radial cracks on it, and laughed.
"Sure enough, it was just as I thought. The door was broken open with a 'breaking hammer'. The mounted police's standard equipment... I'm afraid the mounted police noticed something strange in the house after seeing it, so they rushed in directly, right?"
He said: "The hand-held hammer has a built-in spring and power. Not to mention wooden doors, even iron doors can be smashed instantly."
"How do you know it's a door-breaking hammer?" The girl rolled her eyes: "You haven't seen it before."
"I have seen."
Ye Qingxuan said calmly: "If someone's house is hit by a breaking hammer once, I think that person will never forget it in his life."
“…”
Bai Xi was stunned for a moment, and instead of continuing to dwell on this issue, he changed the topic: "Why not from the window? The window is also broken, isn't it?"
"That's even simpler. If the window is smashed from the outside, the glass shards should fall inside. But now all the glass shards have fallen outside, with traces of smoke. That's when the professor used music to break that When someone ignites it, the flames expand the air and explode it into pieces.”
"It's neither a window nor a door. There is no other entrance here, not even a skylight. It turns out it looks more like a secret room murder novel. How did the professor get in?"
"It's very simple. There are two possibilities."