Chapter 308 Disappearance Mystery

Seeing that Eros no longer resisted, the corners of Mrs. Florica's mouth turned up slightly.

Then she glanced at Irina on the other side and gave her a good-looking, study-ready look.

Then, under Irina's gaze, she walked around behind Eros, leaned forward and hugged Eros.

Irina frowned slightly when she saw this scene, but she didn't say anything. She just looked down at herself with a thoughtful expression.

Eros: "..."

No, it's a foul for you to do this. Didn't your brother teach you? Little Heizi, right?

…

Half an hour later, Eros walked out of the hot spring room with a troubled expression and walked towards the shower room.

Although nothing happened after washing this time, it still feels weird...

In the hot spring room behind him, Mrs. Florica leaned lazily on the edge of the hot spring, glanced at Irina with her beautiful eyes, and said in a soothing and lazy tone:

"Do you understand? You must learn to use your own advantages!"

"You have just inherited a little bit of my excellent genes. If you don't know how to use these little bits, then you will really have grown so big in vain!"

Irina didn't speak, just wiping her body.

Seeing this, Mrs. Florica sighed softly, looking a little sad:

"Look, I teach you but you don't learn well."

Hearing this, Irina turned her face to one side and said with a somewhat unnatural expression: "You don't need to teach me!"

Mrs. Florica raised her eyebrows, sensing the hidden meaning in Irina's words.

Just hearing a crash, Mrs. Florica suddenly came to Irina's body.

"So, you have made substantial progress?"

Mrs. Florica looked at her daughter in front of her, with a little expectation in her beautiful eyes.

Looking at her mother who was close to her and the expectation in her eyes, Irina leaned back and said expressionlessly:

"No!"

"Ugh! Useless thing!" Mrs. Florica was disappointed and returned to her original position.

Irina did not retort, but just looked down at her long, white and delicate palms, a blush rising on her pretty face.

I don’t know if it was steamed red by the steam from the hot springs.

Just as Eros was washing, at the same time on the other side.

On Youle Street, since Eros did not come this afternoon, Peter is currently helping to look after this street.

While Peter was on routine patrol along the street, the police officers surrounding a store in front caught his attention.

Peter frowned and walked towards the place surrounded by the police officers.

As he approached, he glanced at the name of the shop in front of him - Mrs. Jennifer's Flower Shop.

The police officers surrounding the door obviously saw Peter, so they said politely:

"Sir! A case is being handled here, please don't come near."

Peter waved his hand and said casually: "It's okay!"

As he spoke, he stretched his head and took a look inside the flower shop, and asked with a little doubt:

"What happened here?"

The police officer frowned when he saw that the gentleman in front of him ignored his words.

Just when he wanted to use a tougher tone to continue to dissuade, another police officer walked over. Judging from the police title on his shoulder, he seemed to be a sergeant.

When the police officer saw his boss coming, he explained to the police sergeant in a low voice that he had dissuaded him, but the gentleman in front of him did not listen.

The sergeant waved his hand to stop his subordinate's report, walked straight to Peter and saluted:

"Why is Inspector Peter here?"

The sergeant obviously knew Peter, and Peter's position in the police system was exactly what the sergeant called him as inspector, which was just one step higher than the sergeant.

That's why the Sheriff saluted Peter.

The police officer on the other side widened his eyes and looked a little shocked when he heard that the young man in front of him was actually an inspector.

Looking at the police chief in front of him, Peter nodded and asked casually:

"What happened here?"

When he said this, Peter's eyes still stayed inside the flower shop.

When Peter asked this question, the police chief sighed and said:

"The staff at this flower shop called the police and reported that her store manager, Mrs. Jennifer, was missing!"

"So we came here to investigate."

Missing? Peter frowned and continued to ask: "Are there any clues so far?"

The police chief organized his language and then reported:

"According to what the clerk said, Mrs. Jennifer gives her a day off every year on January 12th."

"Because this day is the memorial day of Mrs. Jennifer's husband, Mrs. Jennifer goes to pay homage to her husband on that day every year."

"But this time Mrs. Jennifer went to worship and didn't come back."

Peter narrowed his eyes and raised his doubts: "It's already January 16th, why did you call the police now?"

The police chief smiled bitterly and said, "We also asked the clerk this question."

"The clerk said that twice in the past few years, Mrs. Jennifer was in a bad mood and closed the store for two days because she missed her husband."

"The clerk thought it would be the same this time, so he didn't call the police immediately."

"It wasn't until 10 o'clock this morning that the clerk, who realized something was wrong, went to the police station to call the police."

"After receiving the alarm, we rushed to the scene to investigate as soon as possible."

"Then we found that Mrs. Jennifer was not at home. After checking, we determined that the last trace of human activity in Mrs. Jennifer's home was three or four days ago."

"That is to say, Mrs. Jennifer has not returned home for at least three days and has not appeared outside, which meets the conditions for missing."

"After a morning of investigation and asking the surrounding neighbors, the information we can get now is."

"Mrs. Jennifer last appeared in front of others at 8 am on January 12."

"This information was provided by a coachman, who took Mrs. Jennifer to the cemetery that day."

Cemetery? After listening to it, Peter seemed to have thought of something and hurriedly asked:

"Which cemetery did Mrs. Jennifer go to? Was it the Elson Cemetery in the west of the city?"

If she really went to the Elson Cemetery, she might have encountered the cultists who awakened corpses and transformed them into ghouls.

The sheriff was stunned for a moment, then shook his head and said, "No, Mrs. Jennifer went to the Moon Cemetery, which is only 20 kilometers away from here."

"The last time she appeared in public was at the entrance of the Moon Cemetery."

After hearing that it was not the Elson Cemetery, Peter was relieved, because if it was not the Elson Cemetery, the possibility that Mrs. Jennifer would still be alive today would be much greater.

[I went to shoot an abstract video for the wild boar last night, so I didn't write anything QAQ. As a result, I spent time to shoot it, and she said that I was not abstract enough. It's really hateful! So I beat her up with one hand. The video was posted on Douyin, isn't it abstract enough? 】