Chapter 95 Murder in the Church District

Coming out of the library, Yago was about to walk towards the cemetery.

Although it is not yet 13:00 noon, and there is still a long time before the evening handover, it is best to go to the chess and card game room of the gentleman's club and continue to play the gambler, but.

Judging from his current summary, the way gamblers act is to "gamble" and to look at their faces. There is nothing wrong with this, and the core purpose of acting

Judging from the current situation, it is probably necessary to follow the random results to decide the action.

Gambling, this is the first point he summed up.

However, there is a catch.

He does it a lot now.

For example, now, he decides whether to go to the cemetery or the gentleman's club by the front and back of the coin, and the result is to go to the cemetery.

So he went to the cemetery.

However, he did so, but he didn't have the same effect as when he took the potion in the underground stronghold of the thorn tree.

Another obvious effect is in the book world, when choosing which door to enter in a ruined tower in a random way.

Thinking about it, he thought of a word.

"bet?"

For gamblers and gamblers, the size of the bet should also matter.

After thinking about it, this is the explanation that can fit the obvious sense of relief brought about by the "gambling" in the underground stronghold of the Thorn Tree and the increase in the number of gamblers' fallacies.

"The bigger the bet, the faster you can master it?"

And when he walked along the Qiangwei Road and came to the Qianwei Church area, he saw several police officers in gray police uniforms in front of an apartment not far from the Church Square.

This apartment building has three floors, like a unit building, with three exits.

At the entrance stairs in the middle, I saw four policemen guarding there, driving away the crowd who had gathered for good deeds.

A case happened?

With doubts, Yago leaned over.

The dense population and the turbulent flow of people are naturally a hotbed for crimes. In Diroud City, cases occur almost every day. Just like other people in Diroud City, Yago doesn't think there is anything strange.

However, although the proportion of homicide and injury crimes is much higher than in the modern world, the large base of crimes must be composed of theft and robbery.

The curious Yago didn't get too close, and he didn't want to be hit with a baton by the police, but he just leaned close to the outer circle formed by the driven crowd.

Although the height of 1.8 meters may seem average in modern times, but under the living conditions of most people who are not very good, and there is no nutrition, his height of 1.8 meters belongs to "tall". category.

Even though he was half a head taller than the crowd, he was still quite conspicuous.

However, among the four policemen standing in front of the corridor, only one noticed him.

The moment he met the other party's eyes, Yago also thought of this police officer who had met once.

Saw it outside Braverly's Pet Store.

However, at this moment, a person walked out from the entrance of the corridor.

A middle-aged man with dark gray hair, wearing a long black windbreaker with a hood and a hood similar to a priest's uniform, walked out while talking with the police officers beside him.

Uncle Sandor?

Seeing Sandor, Yago naturally did not continue to stand in the crowd, he pushed through the crowd and walked to the front:

"Mr. Sandel."

Among the four police officers, when they saw him rushing up, three were about to drive him away, but Shandel's voice sounded immediately, stopping their actions:

"Wait a minute, I called him."

The three police officers stopped immediately and looked at the sheriff beside Sander with puzzled eyes.

The sheriff also looked at Sandel with a puzzled look.

Sandor glanced at Yago, and then introduced Yago to the sheriff in front of him with a calm expression:

"Sheriff Titus, he is a private detective, and he is also very good at the 'deductive method', so he should be able to help in the detection of the incident."

deduction.

Yago became happy in his heart, and his expression almost collapsed.

As the cemetery keeper, Uncle Sander also has an identity related to the police station for the sake of convenience. Just like Captain Friesen, he is a forensic doctor.

A forensic doctor who is good at "deductive method".

Uncle Shandel, is your real name Sherlock H. Watson?

But he was just a snicker in his heart, and he couldn't see through Uncle Sander's words. He pressed his top hat and didn't take out the business card with "Black Butterfly Office" in his pocket and handed it out. He just stretched out his hand and introduced After your name, say hello politely:

"Hello, Sheriff Titus."

"Hello."

The Sergeant Titus glanced at Yago's beardless upper lip, frowned slightly, and just replied hello perfunctorily.

And Shandel didn't care much about Titus's performance. He raised his chin sideways and gestured to Yago, then turned back and walked towards the open door on the first floor of the corridor:

"Come with me, Diego."

Hearing this, Yago also followed.

Through the messy hall, Yago came to a kitchen under the leadership of Shandel.

The kitchen is small, with a brown wooden door on the left and right sides, and there is something like a coal stove next to the wall, on which there are not too old kitchen utensils.

Then

In the farthest corner, on the edge of the sink under the faucet, a figure was putting his head into the sink in a prone position.

dead people.

The body that was motionless even though the clothes on the upper body were half wet, Yago knew it was the dead without thinking.

Although the inside of the sink was drained, there was no doubt that the wet traces had been drained not long ago.

Shandel lifted the upper body of the deceased without any scruples, and turned the face that had been whitened by water to face Yago.

The eyes of this man who looked about forty years old were wide open, and some brown could be discerned from the slightly deformed eyeballs.

The dead man's face still looked quite frightening.

but

Although most of them are in the game, Yago has come into contact with quite a few corpses, and he just killed a person not long ago.

After pulling his facial muscles to show himself an expression of discomfort, Yago approached the corpse under Shandel's gaze, and—

Vision!

Along with the visualization, the spiritual mist synchronized with the vision, and the eyes turned from silver gray to dark gray.

However, when he was about to use the ability of the dead soul lamp to draw out the spirit mist of the deceased according to the technique taught by Shandel, he was surprised to find that there was no spirit mist.

He raised his head abruptly, and looked at Sandor with a suspicious look for confirmation.

"." Shandel shook his head, "Nothing."

According to the police officer on the side, this sentence meant that there was no wound.

But to Yago, the meaning of this sentence is——

Shandel also did not find the spirit mist.

It takes time for the spirit mist to dissipate naturally, and it will definitely not dissipate within half a day. Moreover, no matter how long you have been dead, there will still be some spirit mist in the corpse.