Chapter 215: 0 Out of 0: How to Identify the Prisoner

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In the dining car, when Olga Marie attacked Caleb, everyone's eyes were focused on this side.

"Yesterday when I found Tereza's head from the imaginary pocket, Tereza told me your name right away."

Olga Marie looked directly at Caleb, "Imagination magic is the most special kind of magic even among all modern magicians. It requires a magician to have a specific imaginary number attribute to perform, and Tereza has the imaginary number attribute." A magician, before she was killed, she set up an imaginary pocket spell in front of her body."

Everyone present has more or less knowledge of magic, so they all have some knowledge of imaginary number magic.

The imaginary number space is a very special place. In mathematics, there is a concept of assuming the existence of a number that does not actually exist. This is called an imaginary number, and the imaginary number space corresponds to it, which means.

In the imaginary space, the concept of time and space is completely different from the real world. No, it is better to say that there is no concept of time and space.

In view of this, it can almost be considered that time does not exist in the imaginary number space, in other words, it is the domain of time stagnation.

When Trisha's head fell into the pocket of imaginary numbers, although her body had been separated from her head, she was actually still alive because of the time stagnation.

So after falling out of the pocket of imaginary numbers, she could give the name of the prisoner who killed herself.

"So it makes sense in theory."

Caleb nodded, his expression still calm, "But it's a pity, I'm not a prisoner, and I don't have the opportunity to be alone with Miss Theresa at all, and I don't have the ability to kill Miss Theresa from a distance. I got the wrong guy."

It makes sense, but only so much.

Finding a magic trick to choreograph him as the killer actually couldn't be easier.

"In the final analysis, whether it's the means or motives I want to kill Miss Teresa, the little girl can't tell, right? Besides, no one can tell you that 'Miss Teresa called my name' Help you prove it."

Caleb shook his head and pointed out Olga Marie's flaws one by one.

Liu Xia glanced at him, if he really wasn't the murderer, then his temper is too good.

"I swear by my father,

What I said is real! "

Olga Marie knew that her statement was naive and hardly convincing, so she could only swear in the name of her father, who is a monarch.

In the world of magic, oaths cannot be easily made. Such things are likely to involve causal lines, contracts and other aspects, and people may even be cursed for this.

If you swear in the name of the monarch, your persuasive power can indeed be greatly improved.

Caleb frowned deeply, and he muttered: "...Little girl, I know you are eager to avenge your followers, but I do not have the memory of killing Theresa, and I can swear in the name of the Lord."

In the name of the Lord, there are no more convincing words for a believer.

In the eyes of all magicians, this may be more convincing than Olga Marie's oath made in the name of the monarch.

Olga Marie immediately turned pale.

"how come……"

Everything she said was true, and there was absolutely no falsehood in her words, but the other party's demeanor did not seem to be false either. Could it be that he really wasn't the prisoner who killed Tereza? Or is his disguise really flawless?

In any case, Olga Marie has no other means that can be used. Although she is the daughter of a monarch, she may have some knowledge of politics, but she is not capable of solving cases after all.

Caleb shook his head, stood up, and walked toward the guest car.

If it goes on like this, it's just the little girl's nonsense. Although he has a good temper, he doesn't like being stared at.

"Wait a moment."

The sudden voice from the corner of the dining car made Caleb pause, and turned around slowly, looking at the other person, his eyes slightly sinking, "What advice do you have?"

"I have a very simple method to judge whether you are the prisoner who killed Theresa."

Lucia stood up from the chair, and under the eyes of everyone in the carriage, she came to the center of the dining car, and said to Caleb, "You probably don't want to be suspected like this, right? My method can tell you 100% Is it the culprit?"

"If not, I believe that Miss Animsfia's family will not stare at you anymore."

Hearing this, Caleb pondered slightly, "What you said is indeed reasonable, how do you tell the difference?"

"It's very simple."

Lucia walked up to Olga Marie, under her surprised gaze, put her hand on Theresa's head, and at the same time injected her own magic power into the magic seal on her right shoulder.

"like this."

Inside the carriage, it was obviously being heated by the heating, but at this moment it became inexplicably cold, as if the temperature had dropped a lot because of this.

Immediately afterwards, a transparent figure appeared from mid-air. Although her whole body could not be seen, she could be barely discerned from the outline as a woman.

"Teresa...?"

Olga Marie recognized the figure of this woman almost immediately, so whispered.

"Necromancer magic?"

In the dining car, Huaye Hishiri made a clear voice, "I see. Asking the deceased himself directly is indeed a surefire way to identify the criminal."

The soul is without reason.

After losing the shackles of the body, the soul has lost consciousness, leaving only the most primitive desires, obsessions, and hatreds.

But even so, it is still no problem to get answers to some relatively simple questions from the mouth of the undead. This is a very simple thing to do in necromancer magic.

But because it is easy to be contaminated by the breath of the dead in the process of practice, leading to long-term depression and the possibility of going crazy, so there are very few magicians who practice necromancer magic, even in the clock tower. .

"Teresa Fellowes, who is the prisoner who killed you?"

Lucia asked the question to Teresa's soul floating in the air.

Tereza's soul has lost all reason, only the simplest instincts are left, and she doesn't even recognize Olga Marie, but under Lucia's question, she looks around the carriage.

Then, when she saw someone, her unclear transparent cheeks suddenly became distorted, as if full of resentment.

"Ka-le-bo-!!!"