Chapter 271 Murder Case

On the west bank of the Gray Crystal River, South Flame Road, in an apartment building.

"Is this 'lucky'?"

Thinking about the lucky buff he gave himself before going out, Yago thought uncertainly.

Probably not.

Looking at the dead body in front of him, Yago frowned like Mr. Hardman beside him.

The deceased was a woman who had her throat sealed and her abdomen cut open. Fear froze on her pretty face.

The ground was covered with blood.

The unnatural marks on the corpse and on the ground all indicate that the deceased had a strong struggle and was tortured before death.

"Charrick, are you sure?"

Mr. Hardman frowned, and looked at Charik whose back was against the corpse.

As for Yago, although he has come into contact with corpses quite a few times in the thorn tree for nearly two months, he has already adapted to such a scene to a considerable extent, but this is not his current status as an "ordinary person" Should have shown it.

He also just listened quietly, without any thought of interrupting.

At this time, one of the several police officers wearing police uniforms standing aside responded to Hardman's question:

"Her family strongly requested to have a photo with the deceased before the burial."

At this time, another police officer who was checking items for clues snorted:

"According to the regulations of the church, at the beginning of the month, on a foggy day, if there is a dead person, they need to be buried before night falls."

With that said, the police officer continued to sneer and said:

"It's so old, and you still follow these broken regulations, do you know how much trouble this will bring to our criminal investigation?"

"Ghosts don't exist!"

After saying this, he turned his head and glanced at Hardman with a look of contempt:

"Those who are superstitious that photos are facts are fools. Those who take pictures of ghosts are real bad guys. Stacking negatives and exposing twice can create 'ghosts'!"

After the police officer said this, Yago couldn't help but glanced at him.

This sentence may be correct in the world of the previous life, but this is a fantasy world

In this world, it is normal to have the mysterious side of fantasy, and it is foolish to have no fantasy.

No one refuted his sentence, and Mr. Hardman, who was vaguely ridiculed as the referent, ignored it.

Because, he knew the other party was right——

By stacking and exposing negatives, it is indeed possible to create "ghosts", and it is also possible to make people who should not appear in a certain place.

However, to understand these

"Followers of the Church of Steam?"

After making his judgment, Mr. Hardman continued his conversation with the officer with whom he had initially spoken:

"When will her family members ask for a group photo?"

"Can it be done in an hour?" The policeman thought for a while and responded.

"Okay." Mr. Hardman thought for a while, nodded, and then glanced at Yago, "Adams, let's start. I'll set up the camera first, and you can help with the corpse."

"No problem." Yago responded sincerely to the employer who was "persuaded" by his reasoning.

After Yago responded, he talked with the police officer about where to choose as a photo location.

Obviously, the state of the scene is not suitable for taking pictures.

Yago, on the other hand, walked towards the disembowelled female corpse in the sight of the police officer who was ignored by Mr. Hardman and looked a bit ugly.

Looking at the blood on the corpse, Yago frowned. He turned to look at the young Charik who dared not face the corpse:

"Mr. Charrick, can you help me find a piece of clean clothing? By the way, I need a cloth for wiping."

"Ok, no problem!"

Hearing his words, Charik ran towards the cabinet in the room as if he was being pardoned.

However, at this moment, the police officer with an ugly face said in a low voice:

"Are you planning to sabotage the scene?"

? ? ?

Yago turned his head and looked at the policeman.

The other three police officers in the room all looked at him:

"Bobbys!"

And the one who was talking to Mr. Hardman said in a reprimanded tone:

"Hold your camera! Return it to me! If something is missed! That's your responsibility!"

"Now, tell me! Is the dead body photo done!?"

Hearing this sentence, Hardman, Yago and others understood the identity of the police officer.

The coroner who examines the location of the corpse, the location, number, direction, and size of the trauma, and is responsible for taking photos and recording the corpse, and staff who are equally important as the forensic doctor.

After being reprimanded, the police officer choked out a sentence:

"Not so far! Sir!"

"Then why did you say it was over!"

"Because I just remembered! Sir!"

"Hurry up, then! You idiot!"

"Yes, sir!"

In a laugh-out-loud response, the reprimanded autopsy officer scooped up the head-sized, black-box-like "portable camera" from a corner and approached the body.

And before the ugly-faced policeman took his anger out on him, Yago had already got up and left his position.

at the same time.

Gentlemen's Club, in the underground stronghold of the Thorn Tree.

In the office on the first floor, Baines glanced at the case news sent by the gray pigeons scattered everywhere, and frowned:

"South Flame Road, the deceased was a woman, who was cut open."

"Um?"

Baines turned his head to look at another pile of files beside him, and picked out five or six cases from it:

"No. 36, Old Flame Road, the deceased, female, 26 years old, suspected pregnant woman, the cause of death was throat cutting and laparotomy."

"No. 49 Hunter Street, deceased, female, 29 years old, pregnant woman, after being killed, the fetus in the womb was removed"

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"The Scarlet Ritual?"

As a member of the Thorn Tree, as an organization under the Church of the Rose Goddess, the goddess of life, he has a considerable understanding of the endless bloody sacrifice ceremonies.

He heard a rumor from a high-level person.

"Because he is the true god in the field of 'life', quite a few bloody sacrificial ceremonies are transformed from the rituals of praying to the goddess."

Although it was said to be a "rumor", it was learned from high-level officials that the weight of this "rumor" had a great impact on him.

After all, before that, the version he saw was:

"Because the goddess is the true god in the field of life and the guide of thousands of creatures, almost any prayer involved in life can turn to the goddess."

Although the general meaning of the two is similar, the difference in expression will make the meaning of the whole sentence different.

Moreover, this kind of ceremony reminded him of an organization.

"Scarlet Cross"

A cult organization that believes in the Rose Goddess.

Their creed is "the goddess is in charge of the life of all creatures, including other true gods".

This fanatical organization was first judged by the Thorn Tree as the emperor who was surrendered by the King's Cross of Basatona, and the organization created by the Blood Feast Emperor was his work to fight against the Church of the Rose.

But, it turned out, the organization had a rather ancient history.

It can be traced back to before and after the appearance of the "Black Bell Church".

"The Church of the Black Bell".

Baines chewed on the horrible name over and over again.

"Dressed Ball", "The Church of the Black Bell", "The Brotherhood of the Lantern", "The Court of Liberty".

The Church of Tides and the Church of the Sun Wheel also appeared here, and even the Thorn Tree was infiltrated by Extraordinary people suspected of being the Tribunal of Freedom.

What happened in Dilud City?