Chapter 555 Cornwall

After dealing with Graki, Duanmu Huai set out again and embarked on a journey to Cornwall.

He had handed over the follow-up completion of this commission to the Foundation. In short, two twisted murderers were here, hunting guests wantonly under the guise of opening a hotel. Mr. James unfortunately became one of the victims, and the arrival of Duanmu Huai and other investigators made them nervous. In order to destroy the evidence, they attacked Duanmu Huai and other investigators, and then were killed in return.

As for the scars on the bodies, they came from the evil and twisted abuse of the two murderers.

Well, if it was put in the newspaper, this is almost the story facing the public.

This is also very normal, which is much better than saying "two cultists who worship the Old Ones from aliens turned travelers into zombies here."

By the way, the Foundation did not have no complaints about Duanmu Huai, because Duanmu Huai burned all the bodies of aliens, including Graki's. It can be said that the only thing the Foundation recovered was the alien city. They actually hoped to capture this monster alive for investigation and research. But for Duanmu Huai... this is of course impossible.

The reason why he chose to give the living Migo to the Foundation is that Migo is a race. Duanmu Huai has no fleet in this world, and he cannot exterminate Migo for the time being. Moreover, there are many Migo, and one or two less is harmless.

But Graki is just a rare creature. Of course, for the Inquisition, the best way for such rare creatures is to make them completely extinct.

After all, as long as they are extinct, they will not harm humans.

As for how rare and important it is, the Inquisition does not care about this.

The Foundation is very dissatisfied with this, but Duanmu Huai, as an inquisitor, will not give in in this regard. After all, he and the Foundation are just a cooperative relationship. If you are dissatisfied, just go and die by yourself. It's none of my business.

"Woo..."

However, sitting in the carriage, Mary was thinking a little silently. She subconsciously reached out and touched her lower abdomen, her mind was in a mess.

What is that mark?

Mary didn't remember when she had this mark. She remembered that she didn't have it before, and she didn't know when it appeared.

By the way... Is this a tattoo?

As a lady from a good family, Mary has always kept her distance from such things. She never thought that she would have a tattoo one day. It is conceivable that if Xia Li and Ashelica saw it, they would definitely faint. Speaking of which... I am the one who wants to faint the most.

Is it possible to have such a tattoo after joining the Tribunal?

Mary also secretly asked Lorena, but Lorena seemed confused when faced with her question.

"I have never seen anything like it. Miss Kanami, Miss Leah and other people don't seem to have similar marks on their bodies."

Although they are all unheard names, the question is what exactly is it?

Mary already knew the meaning of the skull and the warhammer when she watched the "Tribunal Corporate Culture Introduction Film", so this must be something from the Tribunal, but she was still a little hesitant about whether to talk to Duanmu Huai. After all, she is still a girl, and talking to other men about the pattern on her lower abdomen... This kind of thing is still a bit too embarrassing for a girl.

"What's wrong?"

Perhaps he noticed Mary's gaze, Duanmu Huai looked at her, and Mary was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

"No, nothing, nothing..."

As she spoke, Mary lowered her head, but soon, she thought of something and looked at Duanmu Huai and said.

"Oh, by the way, Mr. Duanmu, I have something to discuss with you."

"What is it?"

"It's like this, I want to write this trip into a novel..."

What Mary said to Duanmu Huai was an idea she had had before, that is, to become Watson beside Holmes, record cases, and then write them into novels. However, it was the first time Duanmu Huai heard it, and it must be said that he also showed a rare surprised expression.

"You plan to write these investigation cases into novels?"

"Yes... Is it okay?"

"I have no problem, but I have a few advices."

"Advice?"

"That's right, first of all, the characters appearing in it, except you and me, must be pseudonyms."

"I know that."

After all, personal privacy and personal information also need to be protected, not to mention that Duanmu Huai and Mary are not dealing with ordinary criminal cases like Holmes.

"Also, you can't write the real names of the monsters in it."

"Huh? You can't write them?"

"Yes, these things like the outer gods are very sensitive in this regard. If you write their names and then the readers see them, when they recognize the names, they may become the targets of evil gods and monsters. So even if it is a record, you can't write their real names."

"It sounds like a curse."

"In fact, it's almost the same. Your idea now is basically equivalent to rewriting a book of the dead."

"Book of the dead? What is that? It feels like a magic book. I just want to write a story book..."

"That's okay. Just follow my instructions and there will be no problem... What are you going to do about publishing? I can help if you need it."

"That's fine, but I hope to try to submit my work for publication."

"It depends on your own ability."

Hearing this, Lorena next to him also came over excitedly.

"Ms. Mary, are you going to be a writer?"

"I just like writing stories."

Mary didn't lie. She liked writing stories since she was a child. Charlie was her first reader. In fact, one of her future career plans is to publish her own novels and become a writer. Of course, at present, she is probably going to be a horror writer.

"Can I also appear in it?"

"Of course, as long as Miss Lorena allows me to use your name."

"No problem! This is the first time I see my name appear in a novel. It will be very interesting. Come on, Miss Mary!"

After talking about this topic, the two girls started to talk enthusiastically. It seems that Lorena actually likes reading books... Well, it's not surprising. After all, a person who hates books can't carry a book around all day and use it to smear others' faces.

……………This should be considered as liking it, right?

The rest of the journey was smooth sailing. During Lorena and Mary's enthusiastic chat, the group finally arrived in Cornwall. And met the client-Mr. Best Hank.

Earl Best is a white-haired old man who is over 70 years old but still energetic. The reason why he invited Duanmu Huai to help is very simple. The Hank family is a famous family in this generation. Although they do not have the power to govern here at the government level, how to say it... It's a bit like the rich gentry in ancient China, because they control the industries in the surrounding ten miles and eight villages, so they have a great influence.

It is also because of this that after the vampire incident in Cornwall and the police investigation was ineffective, the angry old man said that he would investigate it himself, and then learned about Duanmu Huai from the baroness who had similar experiences, so he invited him.

"I have a little reputation here. If you encounter trouble, you can report my name. If the other party is unwilling to help, then contact me directly."

Although he is a 70-year-old man, Earl Best's momentum is still mighty, and he looks quite tough.

"That doesn't matter, but Mr. Best, what do you think?"

"What are you talking about?"

"About vampires, to be honest, do you believe it?"

"To be honest? I don't really believe it."

Count Best gave the answer without hesitation.

"Besides, if vampires really exist, isn't that stupid?"

"Oh?"

"Look, aren't vampires in the legend cunning and evil monsters? If they really want to control this area, they can come to me and turn me into their servant, and then convert all the city government employees, and then they can do whatever they want here, right? But those who are harmed are just some workers, isn't that stupid?"

Indeed, as Count Best said, if the legendary vampires really have this ability, the first thing that should be converted is the local power holders. After all, it is not like the Middle Ages, when nobles and high officials are surrounded by fully armed guards. In this era, even if the mayor goes out, he may not be followed by bodyguards. People like Count Best went out in the Middle Ages and were surrounded by people, but in this era, there may not be many guards.

So for vampires, it is much easier to attack these real power holders in modern times than before.

"So what do you think?"

"To be honest? I don't know. If I were a few decades younger, I might also think that this might be some kind of gangster affair. But I'm old, I've seen a lot, and I know that there are things in this world that we can't understand. Since Baroness Baskerville strongly recommended you, I don't think you're the kind of fool who cheats, and I'm old, and I don't want to explore those secrets anymore. The only thing I want to do now is to hope that peace will return to this land..."

At this point, Earl Best let out a long breath.

"You may not know, this city was not like this before. Even at night, people would go out, go to bars to drink, watch football, or go to cafes for dates. But now, after nightfall, everyone stays indoors, even the shops are closed. Looking down from where I am, it's pitch black below, and those who don't know would think the whole city is destroyed."

As he spoke, Earl Best looked out the window, his snow-white eyebrows raised high.

"To be honest, I don't know what kind of monster is causing this trouble, or whether it's a gang fight, or something else. I just hope to end it all, so I invited you all to come here. As long as you can help me solve this problem, that's all I ask."

"Thank you for your understanding. We will find a way to deal with this problem."

Perhaps because of his age, after meeting and talking with Duanmu Huai and others for a while, Earl Best went to rest. At this time, Duanmu Huai picked up the black tea at hand and shrugged his shoulders.

"It's easy to deal with such a smart person. He's an ideal client."

"Ideal client?"

Hearing this, Mary tilted her head curiously with a notebook in her hand and looked at Duanmu Huai.

"Yes, in fact, investigators often encounter all kinds of clients, but many of them are idiots who can't see the reality clearly. For example, he insisted that we report that the situation is like this when it's not the case. In simple terms, it's like forcing doctors to tell the other party that it's just a cold no matter what disease they diagnose, otherwise they will get furious... Of course, if I met such a client, I would have thrown him out long ago."

After all, Duanmu Huai is not a vegetarian.

"Okay."

After drinking the black tea, Duanmu Huai stood up.

"Next, let's start the investigation."