Chapter 309 Tomb Robber

"Have you arranged for someone to investigate at Moon Cemetery?"

After hearing Peter's question, the sheriff nodded and replied:

"We sent someone there, and we found another case there."

Before Peter could ask, the sheriff continued:

"The police officer who came back after our investigation said that several graves at Moon Cemetery had been dug up, and it was suspected that tomb robbers were robbing graves at Moon Cemetery."

"According to his report, the soil of the graves was still fresh, so they may have been dug up recently."

"Therefore, we now suspect that Mrs. Jennifer may have run into the group of tomb robbers when she went to worship her husband, so she was hijacked. "

Speaking of this, the sheriff showed some anger on his face:

"These shameful thieves dared to rob graves so rampantly in the daytime. Damn it, they are provoking our police!"

"I swear, I promise to the great Lord that if I catch those damn thieves, I will definitely shove my leather boots into his ass!"

"I swear, I will definitely do this, oh, damn it."

After listening to the investigation information said by the sheriff, Peter frowned and asked:

"Why did the cemetery robbed only now? Where is the gravekeeper of that cemetery?"

The grave was robbed, and the gravekeeper could not be unaware, unless the gravekeeper was also killed.

But the sheriff did not mention that the gravekeeper was also killed, but only mentioned that there were graves robbed, which means that the gravekeeper was fine.

But if nothing happened, why didn't he call the police to inform them?

The sheriff hesitated for a moment before speaking: "The gravekeeper of the Moon Cemetery choked to death while drinking water at home a week ago."

"I heard that new gravekeepers are still being recruited, so there is no gravekeeper in the Moon Cemetery at present."

Choked to death while drinking water...

Peter's eyelids twitched slightly, and then he hummed and said calmly:

"I see, you continue to investigate to see if there are any other discoveries."

After that, Peter turned and left.

Behind him, the sheriff saluted Peter again and answered loudly:

"Yes!"

After Peter left, the police officer who had been listening came over and asked in a low voice:

"Captain, is that man the inspector?"

The sheriff glanced at his team members and said casually:

"Yes! He is from the Special Operations Department!"

Hearing this answer, the police officer suddenly said, "Oh!" He had heard that there was a special operations department in the police station, but this was the first time he had seen the members in it.

It is said that the people in the special operations department are very powerful, and each of them can easily knock down three or five strong men.

Not only that, they are also very efficient in handling cases. Some cases that the police station had no clue about were handed over to the Special Operations Department and were solved in just a few days.

It's really amazing. I don't know when I can be transferred to the Special Operations Department!

Such a thought flashed through the mind of the police officer, but was interrupted by his captain in the next second.

"Don't stand there, go in and help others to see if there is anything else that has not been checked."

The police officer shuddered and quickly responded: "Okay! I'll go right away."

As he said, the police officer trotted into the flower shop.

Watching the police officer disappear in the flower shop, the sheriff looked around and then slowly walked into the flower shop.

Although there was suspicion, there was no evidence to prove that it was done by the tomb robbers.

Therefore, they had to continue to check to see if there were any other discoveries.

...

In front of a store selling ready-made clothes, Peter, who left Mrs. Jennifer's flower shop, stood on the street with his back against the wall.

He was waiting for a passing rented carriage. The news reported by the sheriff just now gave him a bad premonition, so he was going to go to the cemetery in person.

Peter sighed lightly, hoping that he was overthinking.

He didn't have to wait for long, and soon a rented carriage passed through the street.

Peter immediately waved to stop the carriage.

"Go to Moon Cemetery!"

"Okay! Sir." The coachman responded politely.

After seeing Peter sitting down, the coachman waved the whip and the carriage began to gallop on the street.

After arriving at the Moon Cemetery, Peter looked a little surprised after watching the people coming and going in the cemetery.

But he soon realized that these should be the families of the owners of the tombs that were dug up. It seems that the police have notified them of the news that their relatives' graves were dug up.

After looking around, Peter did not stay there, but walked along the path of the cemetery towards the graves surrounded by the crowd.

As he approached, he frowned at the graves that were almost refilled, but he didn't say anything.

After all, it was normal for the family to refill the graves.

Taking his eyes off the mounds of dirt, Peter casually glanced at the tombstones, and the next second Peter's eyes froze.

He quickly went to the other dug graves and took a look.

After reading the tombstones of the other graves, Peter said to himself:

"They are all recent dead!"

According to what Peter knew, one of the necessary conditions for the transformation of a ghoul after birth seemed to be a complete corpse.

Because you can't transform some skeletons or a pile of ashes into a ghoul.

After taking a deep breath, Peter came to the family members of the tomb owner who were refilling the cemetery.

The family members were also a little surprised to see Peter coming, but they ignored him and continued to curse those damn tomb robbers.

While cursing, they shoveled soil to fill the grave.

Peter glanced at them and asked expressionlessly: "Was the deceased cremated before burial?"

The family members were stunned for a moment after hearing Peter's question, and they looked at each other for a while.

After a while, a middle-aged man who seemed to be the leader looked at Peter and frowned:

"This has nothing to do with you, sir!"

Peter glanced at him and said indifferently: "Police, this is related to the case, please cooperate with the investigation."

As he spoke, Peter threw his police officer ID over.

The middle-aged man took it and looked at it, and his body suddenly shuddered, and he stammered:

"Inspector?"

After hearing that the man in front of him was actually an inspector, the family members next to him did not dare to speak, and the air suddenly became quiet.

Looking at the people in front of him who were as silent as a cicada, Peter asked again in a slow voice:

"Was the deceased cremated before burial?"

Hearing this question again, those people looked at each other, but no one answered this question.

Peter did not urge them, and continued to look at them quietly.

Until all of them felt a little scared, the middle-aged man finally couldn't hold on any longer.

He laughed dryly a few times and then said:

"Mr. Inspector! We all cremate the dead in accordance with the imperial law."

"If you don't believe me, we can dig it up and show you that there are no remains."

"If we didn't cremate the dead, the police officers who came to investigate before should have discovered it long ago."