Holding the magnifying glass in his hand, the sculptor's face turned pale and checked the cracks on the statue.

"Don't be my fault..."

The sculptor kept muttering, God knew how worried he was about the statue now and had something to do with him.

"Is there any result?"

Donald, who had been waiting next to him for nearly 10 minutes, looked at the sculptor's disgusting appearance, frowned and asked directly.

"Mr. Mayor, from the traces on the surface of the sculpture, it is not like an ordinary tool... In fact, it is not like being destroyed by something, but more like being damaged from the inside out. This situation usually only occurs in sculptures that have been completed for decades, and this statue has only been completed recently. I really can't tell what it was damaged by."

Although it was not a problem with his own skills, the sculptor was still sweating because he was unable to find out the reason for the damage to the statue.

"How long will it take to fix it?"

Donald knew that the statue should have been destroyed by a strange disciple, so he didn't expect the sculptor to distinguish this ability, so he asked directly.

"The repair can be completed in three days. Do you want to repair it on site or bring me back to the workshop?"

If it was repaired on site, it would be difficult to guarantee that it would not be watched by the citizens coming and going, so the sculptor tended to take the statue back first, but because Donald was present, he did not dare to make a decision at will.

"Director Gwen, I issued an announcement saying that the statue was not perfect, so I have to temporarily send it back to the workshop for renovation. In addition, you can arrange a few people to stay next to the remaining statues in the city, so that the second damaged statue will not appear... If the suspect is found, contact Director Anthony of the Dissertation Bureau as soon as possible, do you understand?"

Donald has no way to lock in the suspect for the time being. No clues were left at the scene, and no witnesses were left. He could not lock in the target out of thin air and could only deal with it according to the regular process first.

However, after handling the affairs here, Donald did not go back to the Taros family's villa directly, but chose to wait with Stephanie for the result of Anthony's side.

"Who will destroy the statue of the Saint of the Black Robe, and the families we killed before that "cancer"?"

The two sat in the cafe enjoying pastries. Stephanie looked at the absence of outsiders around her and sat next to Donald and asked in a low voice.

There is a result, and there is naturally a reason. The statue of the Saint in the Black Robe was something that Donald, that is, Mayor Renas personally ordered. Anyone with a little brain knows that these statues cannot be moved, otherwise they are provoking the Municipal Government of Renas.

Now that someone dares to do this, it is obviously a revengeful act in Stephanie's opinion.

"The possibility is not high. Those families have been broken by us for a long time. Now they are simply relying on the Taros family to survive. They are not that stupid."

Stephanie considered what Donald did before, but she did not expect that Donald's current identity is Thavete Taros. The families that were destroyed by the Black Robe Saint are now using all their resources to exchange for the protection of the Taros family. On the other hand, these people are actually held in Donald's hands, both in terms of wealth and lives.

The trouble to Donald at this time is like digging a grave.

"Who else could it be? It seems that these are the only people who will be dissatisfied with this statue now."

Who would be a normal person quarrel with a statue?

"The situation is a bit strange now, and I have no clue yet... Let's wait for news from Anthony first."

Donald held the Gulliver Circus card in his hand, held the coffee in his empty hand and took a sip. The destruction of the statue was something he had not considered before.

Without waiting for a long time, Anthony walked quickly from the street corner not far away.

Donald asked him for a cup of coffee in advance.

"The deceased was the owner of a fruit stall. When he died, he looked frightened on his face and held an apple core in his hand. According to preliminary examination, there were no scars on his body... The situation of the internal organs was not clear, and the doctor had to dissect it before confirming it. But his intuition told me that the cause of his death had nothing to do with physical damage, but a mental problem."

Anthony's words are very clear. The one who takes action should be a strange disciple, but why should a strange disciple attack a fruit stall owner?

“Is there anything special about the background of the fruit stall owner?”

Donald believes that there should be some internal reason for the murder in the downtown area.

"This is the problem. I have asked several families near the fruit stall just now. Their answers are very consistent. The fruit stall owner has no background at all. He has been a resident of Renas since he was a child. There are even two old people who watched him grow up... I also sent two people from the strange survey bureau to search for his residence, without any trace of searching, and no suspicious items were found."

Speaking of this, Anthony's expression was also a little annoyed. What was the murderer trying to kill a fruit stall owner?

“No witnesses?”

"Yes, after asking, only the person saw the stall owner suddenly fall down, and he twitched for a while and then lost his anger."

"Look, haven't we found a common point... Waiter, do you have a map of this nearby area in your store?"

Donald narrowed his eyes and suddenly looked at the busy waiter behind the counter and asked.

"Sir, there is only one roadmap for the rich area."

The waiter found a map the size of a palm and sent it over.

Donald asked him again for a pen, circled the location of the statue of the black-robed Saint on the map and the location of the murder.

Then draw a few possible routes along the street between the two points.

"Who was earlier when the fruit stall murder occurred or when the statue of the black-robed Saint was destroyed?"

"It should be that the fruit stall murder case was earlier. When I went to the fruit stall, part of the work there was already in progress."

"It happened more than an hour ago, and the fruit stall was earlier... Look at the locations of these two places, is there a possibility that the murderer first killed the stall owner at the fruit stall, and then went to the vicinity of the statue through one of these routes, destroying the statue again?"

The two incidents seem to have no connection, but this time is too coincidental and it has to be doubtful.

"Why did he do this?"

After hearing Donald's thoughts, Anthony asked directly.

Even if what Donald said is true, you have to find the reason why the murderer did this before you can find a way to capture the murderer. Otherwise, even if you know the murderer's route of committing the crime, it will be meaningless.

"Anthony, have you seen this card near the fruit stand?"

His index finger pressed a corner of the card and turned it lightly. He watched the card rotate between the two fingers, then let go of his hand and flew from the card to Anthony's hand.

"The Gulliver Circus...there is, the roof of the fruit stall, I've seen one!"

He picked up the card and glanced at it, Anthony said.

"This is the second common point. This card appears in both places, and I can feel some remaining energy on the card. I just happened to find a chance to have fun recently. Let's go and watch the show together later?"

Donald picked up this card in the flower bed before because of his energy-shaping talent, and felt the slight energy flow on the card.
Chapter completed!