Chapter 461

But on the surface, he and Arthas had a lot of interactions.

Including transferring all his assets in Saint Laurent City to Arthas, introducing Rosaline, who has a military background, to Arthas as an intermediary, and giving Arthas various suggestions on military reform.

It can be said that in the entire empire, only those who are closest to Orson know Orson's thoughts. In the eyes of outsiders, Orson has put a few eggs in two baskets.

Odysseus also thinks so.

In his opinion, Orson's position is likely to determine the final direction of the succession to the throne.

Therefore, he is also very happy to talk to Orson about who should be given the throne.

If it were in the past, that would never be something he would do. Talking about the succession to the throne with a duke's son and referring to the other party's opinions to a large extent, this situation can be said to be a loss of power.

But Orson is different.

At a young age, he solved the orc disaster on the border of the empire. Even if it is placed in the entire empire, it is unprecedented.

"What a pity." Odysseus looked at the direction where Orson left, sighed, and muttered to himself.

"If such a talent is used by my royal family, the empire can maintain peace for another thousand years."

"It's a pity that a golden fish is not a pond thing. His ambition is far from here."

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On the other side, Sherlock's investigation also made progress.

With Phil's cooperation, the two of them soon got more information about Milton.

According to other people's descriptions, Milton is tall and thin. He always likes to dress decently when he comes here. He is about 40 years old, with blue hair and eyes.

At the same time, a clerk gave the most important information.

Milton once left something in the casino. Later, Milton hurried back to get it and asked everyone if anyone had touched it.

Because the situation was very strange, this clerk remembered it very clearly.

The thing he lost should be a scroll, but it was written in ancient common language, and none of them could understand it.

Because Milton was a VIP user, the casino sent people to ask most of the staff on the same day. Everyone said that they couldn't understand the text above, so Milton was relieved at this time.

With this information, it can basically be locked.

Even if Milton is not involved with the devil, he has probably done something else.

At this time, someone also found more specific information about Milton left in the casino.

Before, the casino would give prizes and free chips to VIP users who spent a certain amount of money in the casino every holiday, and the exchange vouchers needed to be delivered to their homes in person and notified in place. Milton reserved an address here, and it was still in a residential area!

Although Milton is unlikely to stay here after the incident, as long as you can find it in the house where he used to live, you can always find more information.

With this idea in mind, Sherlock and Phil prepared to go to the address Milton left in the casino.

When they arrived at Milton's door, it was already night. As expected, in the residential area with lights everywhere, only Milton's house was dark, and it seemed that no one had lived in it for a long time.

"Go in and take a look?" Phil said, looking at Sherlock.

"Wait a minute." Sherlock waved her hand, then came to the door, inspected the surroundings of the house, and stood at the main door again after confirming that there was nothing special, and then she pushed the door open.

A fifth-level magician, of course, has many ways to open a locked door.

Phil followed Sherlock and asked in confusion: "What were you doing just now?"

"Take a look at the specific structure of the house, and by the way, see if there are any mechanisms." Sherlock explained casually.

"This kind of house, if it is the kind of person with ulterior motives, will generally confuse the searcher in space and create a secret room."

"Just now, I was looking for a mechanism to see if there was an external mechanism, and then lock the person in after entering, and then set traps such as poison gas."

Said this, Sherlock turned his head and looked at Phil.

"You help His Royal Highness take care of secret assets, don't you know this?"

Phil had no choice but to smile awkwardly.

Chapter 104: Weird Scene

Walking into the room, Phil followed Sherlock.

Even at the door of the room, Sherlock was very alert to smell the air for any strange smells.

After all, she had suffered a lot in the past few years as a detective.

Although there is magic in this world and human physical fitness can be beyond imagination, it does not mean that people who do not know magic or have weak physical fitness will not cause trouble to the strong.

Sherlock has seen the whole house set up as a trap to kill people.

If a strong person comes, perhaps only an illusion is needed in the house to affect the weak who come in, but this trick is often not very useful when encountering a stronger person.

On the contrary, the traps outside the sword and magic system can often take advantage of the negligence of the strong and cause certain troubles to the other party.

Before this, Sherlock had solved a murder case of a perverted nobleman. The other party used various clever mechanisms to turn a house used for meeting guests into a house that could eat people. Not only would the door be locked and sealed with magic power after people entered, but even after people died inside, the entire house would automatically clean up and remove all signs of murder.

In the end, if the nobleman had not accidentally killed his lord's guest and angered the lord, I'm afraid his killing game would continue to be condoned.

Walking into the house, Sherlock subconsciously touched the floor at the entrance with his hand.

Then, through the light of the lantern, she frowned.

"There's not much dust on the floor. It seems that the other party did not leave immediately after the assassination of the Duke of Orleans, but lived here for a while..."

"Then, according to your experience, Sherlock, how long should this dust have been left?"

"In my opinion...it should not exceed a week. If no one cleans and no one moves for more than a week, the accumulation of dust is obvious."

"A week..." Phil heard this and pondered for a while, then looked at the follower who followed the two in, whispered a few words in his ear, and asked him to take the news out.

Sherlock looked at Phil's actions and didn't think there was anything wrong.

Then, Sherlock searched the house.

Like many ordinary residential houses, this house is divided into two floors.

The first floor is the functional area, and the rest area is on the second floor.

After searching a bedroom and a study on the second floor, Sherlock shook his head.

Although the other party lived here not long ago, she didn't find any information about him.

The other party did not leave any clues that could point to the case, not even clues of personal intelligence,

but she was not too discouraged.

After all, a detective is the one who finds clues in all kinds of mysterious cases.

Just as she walked downstairs, Phil's voice came over.

"Sherlock, I found a place, come and have a look."

Hearing Phil say this, Sherlock immediately perked up and rushed to the place where her voice came from.

That was the fireplace in the living room, but at this moment, there was a secret door next to the fireplace that opened downwards.

"Basement?" Seeing this scene, Sherlock immediately knew what Phil had found.

"Yeah." Phil nodded.

"Then... let's go and have a look?"

"Okay." Phil said this, walked in front of Sherlock, and slowly went down with the waiter in front of him.

"Wait a minute... Sherlock, don't move yet." Just when the two had just walked down for about half a minute, Phil faintly smelled the smell in the air, and then hurriedly spoke.

That smell was a rotten smell.

There was obviously something unclean in the basement, so she stopped Sherlock and wanted to go down alone to find out.

"Phil, I think I have to go with you. The two of us can take care of each other..."

"But what you see in a while may make you feel very uncomfortable. Is it okay even if it is so?"

"Yes." Sherlock nodded firmly.

"I have been a detective for so many years. What storms and waves have I not seen? The most thing I do for people is to solve murder cases. If there is only a corpse in the basement, it doesn't matter. And such an important clue, I have to see it with my own eyes to make a more accurate judgment."

"In that case, then you come with me." Phil heard Sherlock say this and sighed.

"Tell me, does this kind of person need to apply to the city hall to dig a basement? After all, I feel that the scope of his basement is a bit too large. I always feel that the space of several families next to him is also occupied. Won't other families sue him?"

"Of course you have to apply, but you can dig even without applying, so there have been many oolong incidents before, such as digging a basement and digging into someone else's basement. The other family wanted compensation, and finally found out that the other family's basement was dug illegally by their ancestors, so they had to pay compensation in the end."

"But not so many people need a basement. Most people only dig a vegetable cellar to store food, so this kind of thing rarely happens."

Hearing Phil's explanation, Sherlock nodded.

As the slope of the stairs they felt became slower and slower, the lingering stench in the air became stronger, and even Sherlock, who was three steps away from Phil, could smell it and frowned.

This smell doesn't seem like dead fish, but it's unlikely to be a person...

At this time, Phil stopped.

"Sherlock, I'm at the basement door."

"Then... open the door."

"Yes."

As Phil pushed the basement door open, Sherlock fired a flare into the dark basement.

The scene that followed made the two men cover their mouths almost at the same time.

The scene in the basement was like a cultist performing a sacrifice.

A large circle was drawn on the ground with blood, and the circle accurately marked twelve corners, with the cross inverted from zero to six.

On the cross in the center, a person was kneeling on it, facing the stone statue in the deepest part of the basement.

This person is dead now, his ribs are turned out of his body at a very scary angle, and his flesh and blood are now covered with black bugs.

These bugs seem to be extremely afraid of light, and when they see the flares coming, they all fly to the four corners of the basement.

But even so, there are still many white maggots on his body that are gnawing at his flesh and blood.

"This... what is this..."

Sherlock looked at this extremely horrible sacrificial ceremony. Even though she claimed to have experienced many battles, she couldn't help but feel disgusted when she saw this scene, and she held the wall and retched.

Phil was also pale.

Because at this moment, in addition to the man in the center of the circular magic circle, six pillars were inserted around the basement, and a corpse was tied to each of them. Obviously, these corpses died recently, because they have not yet completely rotted.

Is this a sacrificial ceremony of the cultists?

Do they want to use this sacrificial ceremony to summon something in Saint Laurent City?

Phil shuddered at the thought of this possibility.

Chapter 105: Recruitment

On the other side, after returning to the Imperial College, Orson was immediately called to the office by Luca.

Standing in front of the office, Orson tidied his clothes and then knocked on the door.

"Please come in." Luca's voice came from inside the door.

Orson then pushed the door open, and then saw Luca sitting alone in the office, he was still kind as always.

"Excuse me." Orson stood at the door, nodded slightly, and then walked into the room.

"Dean, what is your purpose in looking for me this time?"

"Orson, I heard that you were injured outside?" Luca did not directly state the purpose of teaching Orson, but asked Orson about his well-being first.

"Yes."

"Then...do you need the academy to organize a physical examination for you? After all, the other party may be a force that cannot be underestimated. It is very likely that they have done something to your body. It is reasonable that those quack doctors in the palace cannot find out."

"No need for that. I know my body best. I have already estimated whether there is any problem when I was injured. Look at me now, my body is still fine, isn't it?" Orson said with a smile.

He could also guess the purpose of Luca calling him here.

"That's good." Luca was relieved when he heard Orson say that he was fine. After he breathed a sigh of relief, he finally prepared to explain his purpose.

"It's like this, Orson, the academy council values ​​you very much and is going to give you an observer position. You can sit behind me and listen to the council meetings in the future. After graduation, you can also become a standing member of the Imperial College Council."