Chapter 511 Investigating the case
Chapter 511 Case Investigation
Author: Xibeimao
Chapter 511 Case Investigation
Although he had been cleared of suspicion, the culprit had not yet been found, and Duanmuhuai naturally began the most normal process of detective work - investigating the murder scene.
Returning to the smoking room again, Williams' body was still facing the ground, lying in the center of the mysterious magic circle. Seeing this scene, everyone couldn't help but tremble.
Following Duanmuhuai this time were Williams' bodyguard Dot, doctor Rose and a girl from the Master's College, Alita. They came with Duanmuhuai as representatives, so they could monitor each other and act as a guard.
Witness. As for the others, they were locked in the observation deck and guarded by Lorena herself.
Duanmu Huai naturally has great trust in Lorena's fighting power. In fact, he arranged for Lorena to be the guard for the purpose of fishing. If the idiot murderer thinks that Lorena is easy to deal with and plans to attack her, then Duanmu Huai
I believe that Lorena will definitely let him taste the weight of the sacred book in her hand.
"How long have you been his bodyguard?"
Duanmuhuai asked while staring at the corpse in front of him, while Dot was stunned for a moment, and then answered.
"It hasn't been long. In fact, he just hired me not long ago. So, I'm afraid I don't know any more than you do."
"oh?"
Hearing this, Duanmuhuai turned to Dot. He originally thought that the other person was Williams' personal bodyguard or something, but now it seems that this is not the case?
"Why would he hire you?"
"I'm not very clear about this either."
Dot sighed.
"He just said that his past has been bothering him, and there are hidden dark threats and so on... In fact, you have also seen that since boarding the airship, he has been shutting himself in the cabin, except for me
He wouldn't answer anyone's knock on the door, and I don't understand why he would leave the cabin and come here."
"Maybe he's addicted to smoking and can't help but want to smoke a cigarette?"
"I don't think so, he doesn't smoke. He has asthma and that's one of the reasons he hired me, he needed someone who was a total non-smoker."
"So there was no reason for him to come to the smoking room."
"Yes."
Speaking of this, Dot seemed to have thought of something.
"By the way, he has a diary. He is always writing in it. I remember he once said that a certain cult needed his blood to achieve a dark purpose. He told me that the reason why he chose to escape and hide was to
To prevent an unspeakable terror from being released into the world."
"But even now, I haven't seen anything terrifying enough to destroy the world... Can you let me see that diary?"
"I think it's okay, I'll look for it later."
After saying this, Dot turned around and left, while Duanmuhuai stepped forward, grabbed Williams by the collar, and lifted his body like a cat. Under Duanmuhuai's observation,
, you can clearly see that his throat has been cut with a large gash, and black blood flows out like thick oil and drips to the ground.
Hmm...Okay, I understand, there is only one truth, the prisoner is the US military.
"...I'm sorry, what did you say?"
"It's nothing, I just want to talk."
Duanmu Huai curled his lips, and then he glanced at the ground coldly. Maybe others didn't notice it, but in fact, when Duanmu Huai entered the warehouse, he did feel a dark, cold and ominous atmosphere. However, this was not the case.
It's of no use. Although I don't know what the idiot cultist wants to do, when Duanmuhuai came in, his magic had been lifted by Duanmuhuai at a glance. What's here now is just a very ordinary post-modern abstract art magic circle.
Just a pattern.
In fact, not only the magic circle, but also the entire room was covered in runes drawn with blood. No wonder no one else dared to come in.
"How much blood do you think this took?"
Duanmuhuai looked at Dr. Rose and asked, while Dr. Rose frowned and looked at the blood-lettered symbols in the cabin with an expression of disgust.
"Frankly speaking, I don't know, one liter? Two liters? I must remind you that the descriptions in movies and TV are not correct. Even if the average person's neck is cut, such a large amount of blood will not flow out in a short period of time, let alone
Needless to say, this man’s blood is very sticky………”
"It does make sense."
Duanmuhuai nodded, but at this moment......
"Meow!"
The black cat that was originally lying on Duanmuhuai's shoulder seemed to have discovered something. It barked softly, then jumped up from Duanmuhuai's shoulder, landed lightly on the corpse, and then circled half a circle around the neck of the corpse.
, pressed his paw on Duanmuhuai. Duanmuhuai also stuck out his head and looked in the direction indicated by the black cat. Then he saw that there was a small burn mark on the neck and collar of the deceased, and there were stains on it.
With ashes.
Duanmu Huai stretched out his finger, lightly rubbed it on the ashes, and then put it in front of his nose. Soon, a bitter tobacco smell came.
At this moment, Duanmu Huai's consciousness suddenly fell into a trance.
The world in front of him suddenly became distorted and skewed. Immediately afterwards, Duanmuhuai felt that his vision seemed to have changed - he changed from standing to lying on the ground, as if he was lying on the ground.
It was the corpse that was breathing heavily at the moment. However, no matter how hard he tried, he couldn't breathe in any air. He could only feel the blood flowing out of the neck in despair.
In front of him, stood a vague black figure. He could only see a few sparks in the other person's hand. Then the black figure raised the sparks, and then Duanmuhuai felt a burst of energy from his neck.
The burning pain - and then everything was back to normal.
Duanmu Huai came back to his senses, frowned, and stared at the traces in front of him.
What was that just now?
Could it be that he has awakened a new ability?
He glanced at the system, but the system was just like the corpse in front of him, cold, silent, and speechless.
He must be really dead, right?
Duanmuhuai shook his head, retracted his thoughts, and looked at the corpse in front of him again.
If the vision he just saw is correct, it means that Williams was killed by the prisoner. The latter stood in front of Williams' body, looked at his death, then raised his hand and took a puff of cigarette, followed by the ashes
It fell and got on the back of Williams' neck?
Well, the prisoner is a man, and he is a smoking man.
The scope of suspicion was further narrowed, because according to previous confessions, around five o'clock, the captain, the navigator, and Arthur had gathered together to smoke, indicating that these three people smoked. As for the other two male students from the Master's College
Duanmuhuai doesn't know whether he smokes or not.
What Dot said also reminded Duanmuhuai that the victim suffered from asthma and could not smell smoke at all, so he hired Dot, a woman, instead of other male bodyguards. Similarly, the reason why
One of the reasons why I locked myself in a room and couldn't come out was probably because I was afraid that smelling other people's smoke would trigger asthma.
Then the problem arises. The other party is a man who smokes, and the location is in a smoking room. In other words, this should be a place where the victim would not even want to come.
But the fact is that he came and died.
Um……………
"Here's the diary."
While Duanmuhuai was thinking, Dot also came back and brought Duanmuhuai a diary.
"I found this under his pillow."
"Well, let me take a look."
Taking the diary, Duanmu Huai opened it - as we all know, normal people don't write diaries, so conversely, those who write diaries must not be normal people.
In fact, this is also true.
This diary spans a long time, but luckily Duanmu Huai flipped through it and it didn't take much time, so he quickly understood the contents of the diary.
To put it simply, Williams was originally a simple second-generation nobleman with money, status, property, and everything. So after being introduced, he joined a small private club in the upper class. This kind of private club is popular among the upper class.
It was common in society, and Williams didn't suspect anything at first.
However, the longer he stayed with that organization and the deeper he got, the more Williams felt that there was something a little abnormal about the organization - to be honest, a group of rich second-generation people got together to drink, open bank accounts, ride horses and have fun.
Playing golf is a normal social activity.
But when they dressed up like wizards in black cloaks and sacrificed deer heads to the statue of an unspeakable monster, any normal person could tell that this was definitely not a normal social behavior.
So Williams gave up. He wanted to leave the club, but the other party was unwilling to let him go. They even sent someone to assassinate him once, but Williams luckily escaped and then fled directly to other places. However, this
Everything was not over yet. Not long ago, Williams learned that this group of people wanted to hold a horrific ritual again and use his blood to summon "monsters", so he decisively decided to escape...
Oh... Such a good commission...
Seeing this, Duanmu Huai couldn't help but sigh. This was clearly a commission prepared for him. If this Williams had seen his own advertisement, he wouldn't have died so miserably. It's a pity... It's too late to say anything now.
.
So obviously, judging from the content in the diary, the murderer who killed Williams and performed the ritual here should be a member of that cult organization, and the name of that cult organization... well, it's strange to say that
It's not unfamiliar, and it's not even familiar.
After all, Duanmuhuai had just finished dealing with them just a few days ago.
That's right, it's Silver Dusk Cabin again.
How come these damn bastards are as pervasive as cockroaches?
Duanmuhuai sighed silently and closed his diary.
"Okay, the search here has been completed, let's go look elsewhere."
Chapter completed!