Mystery: The Ancient God is Actually Me

Even though the foggy time in the morning had passed, the air in Backlund was as bad as ever.

"I heard that the Royal Parliament has recently promoted the incorporation of the Air Quality Committee into a semi-official system, and is promoting the construction of new factories that are willing to accept new production equipment in Backlund and Midsea County?"

Dunn retracted his gaze from the window and looked at Sheriff Fasing, who had not spoken much since he got in the car, trying to break the odd silence.

"Sorry, I don't know much about this." Sheriff Faxin, who suddenly woke up from the madness, avoided this problem first, and then continued, "But I still support the update and reform of factory equipment."

Supporting the parliamentary atmosphere policy is not like the current trend among public officials... Klein Ruosi unintentionally turned his head.

After all, in terms of setting, he was also born in Jianhai County, and it is normal to be concerned about relevant policy changes.

Shortly after the "Corn Act" turmoil, under the impetus of the new Prime Minister and the King, the Kingdom Parliament couldn't wait to introduce a series of bills related to atmospheric environmental protection, and later boldly adopted the modern civil service system that emerged from the aristocracy.

For this reason, recently, the Kingdom Parliament has often been the most progressive parliament by the politically conservative gentlemen.

What's more, it directly becomes the rubber stamp of this Parliament as Prime Minister Negan and His Majesty the King.

"This is quite a bold statement, Sheriff Faxin." Klein teased with a smile.

Facing the somewhat surprised eyes of Sheriff Faxin and Dunn, he made a helpless gesture of spreading his hands, and said in a half-joking tone:

"After all, unlike you, many of the cases I've received recently are related to factories in the East District. In particular, I helped a reporter to investigate the labor union at the dock. The situation there is not optimistic."

"During the investigation, you came across the 'cooperative organization' of the trade union?" Sheriff Faxin pointed out, "It may be difficult for you to imagine that the West Velas Field also needs to use those 'cooperative organizations' when handling cases in the East District. 'the power of."

Because of the special chaotic situation in Backlund Eastern District, most factory owners and worker groups need to deal with the gangsters who are really responsible for the control and order. Contact was made.

"Actually not, but I saw some industries associated with docks and factories at that time."

Klein smiled slowly, and habitually tapped his fingertips on his knees rhythmically.

Seeing that Sheriff Faxin and Louis Evans who were on the side were all aroused, and the strange atmosphere that had been silent before in the carriage was also broken. Klein no longer sold his secrets, and explained roughly:

"Actually, I have investigated the Crazy Ripper case before, and I first came into contact with these so-called associated industries."

"The idea at the time was to start with what all the victims had in common, for example -- the victims were all women, and they all had a disgraceful experience, or are still in that disgraceful experience."

Saying that, a sneer crossed the corner of Klein's mouth.

"This was actually discovered by a journalist friend of mine, who also showed me a report on how many women in Backlund, the capital of our country, famous for its implicitness, have had similar jobs. To be honest, that number You can't imagine it."

"When I first heard this line of thinking, I was a little shocked, and then fully understood why my journalist friends were able to quickly spot the connection."

"This so-called Crazy Ripper is simply a psychopath, one who desperately desires the attention of others."

Even if he knew the real motive of the murderer behind him, Klein decisively gave the "Apostle of Desire" a hat that seemed easy to accept.

"And the tragic past of these victims is a gimmick that he deliberately left to the public in anticipation of being discovered."

At the end, under the gaze of the other two gentlemen, he familiarly pointed out the pattern of the triangular holy emblem on his chest, his eyes were closed, and he looked like a devout believer.

If the Extraordinary factors are not considered, my reasoning can be regarded as a sample of the criminal's psychological anatomy... Klein glanced at Sheriff Faxin, who was already thinking, and nodded with satisfaction.

However, this must be done without considering extraordinary circumstances... He then glanced in the direction of Louis Evans imperceptibly, only to find that the detective, who was suspected to be in the middle sequence, was also thinking in a decent manner. with his own guesses.

"Quite standard psychological analysis, this needs more information to corroborate." Sheriff Faxin pondered for a while and gave a very high evaluation.

Then he glanced at Dunn who was still thinking.

"What does Detective Evans think?"

That's a pretty good inference indeed, without touching on the extraordinary realm...

After all, it turned out that Tingen needed to be a cameo police officer from time to time. From the perspective of official personnel, Dunn really couldn't find loopholes in the inference given by Klein.

But once taking into account the influence of extraordinary factors, combined with the news from the Church of Steam before... Dunn pushed the glasses on the bridge of his nose.

The real body of the Crazy Ripper is most likely an Extraordinary of the "Devil" pathway, and everything he does is based on the needs of acting. As for the commonality of those victims, it may be a disguise he deliberately left.

After learning about the existence of the acting method, Dunn, who had personally dealt with a "serial killer", could understand these crazy behaviors better. Perhaps compared to other Beyonders, if it weren't for the progress of the times and the birth of the police agency, "serial killers" "Could be the best-played Sequence Seven.

It seems that Sherlock Moriarty should be just an ordinary person who took the potion by mistake, and didn't even know much about the common sense of the occult...

Dunn looked at Sheriff Faxin and smiled slightly:

"I agree with Detective Moriarty's opinion, but I think that more inferences still need to be communicated with several other detectives, and a conclusion can only be reached after getting more clues to testify."

Although it was impossible to directly disclose the influence of the Extraordinary factors to the police, and he did not expect to have more entanglements with the Heart of Machines, Dunn still wanted to use the most concealed method to inform the authorities of his inferences as soon as possible. Solve this villain who endangers the health of ordinary people.

"I agree with Detective Evans. What I just said is just a basic deduction under one-sided conditions. The real conclusion still needs to be more rigorously explored."

Seeing that his reasoning was euphemistically pointed out to be insufficient, Klein did not feel angry at all, but followed Dunn's statement and placed himself in a lower position.

After all, after a while, I met the long-known Detective Isengard and other well-known detectives, large and small. Compared with me who has a degree, of course, he has solved big cases and has a solid background. Louis Evans It's easier to convince them.

All I need to do today is to be the gentleman's cheerleader... Klein and Dunn met their eyes and smiled at each other.

......

"Is that Mr. Logo's footman still here?"

The bartender, who was bored to pass the time with inferior picture albums, froze for a moment, then looked away from the picture album in front of him, and saw a man in a simple trench coat, with slightly curly brown hair, and light blue eyes that revealed a light sweep. A slightly lazy lady was sitting across from him.

But the voice I heard just now was so familiar... He took a closer look at this strange lady's mature facial features and scratched his head in confusion.

Could such a lady really make a voice like a little girl? ‘

"Is that Mr. Logo's footman still here?"

The familiar voice sounded again, but the bartender noticed that the lady across from him had not opened her lips.

"Cough, sir, it's not that I'm asking you." The lazy lady smiled and shook her head, with a somewhat playful smile.

The bar in front of him was knocked a few times, and the bar that looked a little distracted suddenly slowed down, the muscles on his face tensed up visibly, and he looked to the side following the sound again.

"Sorry, Hugh, I haven't woken up just now."

On the log-colored high stool, Xiu, who had just sat firmly, looked at the flax-haired youth with light freckles on his face, and let out a long sigh of relief.

"It's all right, is that Mr. Logo's footman still here?"

"I won't give you the wine money this time, you know why."

Mr. Logo is the jeweler Hugh mentioned to Fors this morning.

He offered a high price of 15 pounds for this task, and stated that if it could be solved completely, he would pay extra.

"Yes, of course he is, right there, this kid was scared enough by Evan and the others before, and has been hiding there."

The flaxen-haired bartender pointed to a table in the northwest corner of the bar. Seeing that the other lazy lady didn't look at him, he smiled at Xiu Shanshan.

Scared by Evan and the others?

Xio glanced at it, and sure enough, he saw a bright red figure sitting at the corner table with his head buried low.

They won't bring back another prey, will they?

He landed steadily on the high stool, and Huo quickly walked over to the waiting manservant.

The dumb Evan Stone, the East End's best-known hunter, runs a tailor's shop, but occasionally goes out hunting with a few other ex-gang members.

Like Hugh, he was a well-known eccentric in the bars of the East End.

"Hello, I like to take over the task of Mr. Logo."

At the wooden table in the corner, the manservant with soft facial features and the outline of the face of the Southern Continent was startled, and hurriedly looked up to see who was speaking to him.

a child?

The faint panic in his eyes quickly faded, replaced by a touch of surprise.

Dressed in a knight's uniform, Xiu, who was only not much taller than this half-blood sitting, looked like a half-old child to him.

"Are you sure you want to accept Mr.'s entrustment?"

Although he thinks this is just a prank by a kid, judging from the appearance of the "little kid" in front of him, she is undoubtedly a pure Loen person, and she is definitely not the mud legs that he saw in the East District, and needs to be treated with caution. full citizen.

Alas, let's find a way to send her away... The valet was about to speak, but he heard a shout from the bar where the bar was accosting a lady waiter.

"Hugh is a famous arbitrator in the East District. If you treat her as a child, you might not be able to leave this bar!"

The manservant was stunned for a moment, and then the suspicion in his eyes became even greater, his eyes scrutinizing the girl with immature facial features in front of him over and over again.

"I'm sure I want to accept Mr. Logo's entrustment." Ignoring the bartender's "correct name" for himself, Xio nodded stubbornly.

Although he still couldn't believe it, after thinking that the bartender here wouldn't lie to him, the servant finally sighed.

Forget it, I'm only responsible for bringing him to Mr....

"Ma'am, it looks like your friend has successfully received the entrustment?" The bartender with less visible freckles turned his eyes away from the corner and raised his chin frivolously towards the lady in front of him.

In this bar where bounty hunters gather, they look good, and it seems that women with good careers are not easy to see.

The brown-haired and blue-eyed lady, no, Forsi, who was already feeling a little bored, smiled and shook her head. She gestured in the direction of Xiu, and conveyed some information to the bartender who was trying to strike up a conversation with her.

"We are together..."

She pointed her finger, and skillfully used her fingertips to pin the slightly curly hair behind her ear, and Ruosi brushed over her earlobe inadvertently.

Ah, ah this... The linen-haired bartender was stunned, and walked back to the bar step by step.

She glanced at the bartender who had complicated eyes and didn't dare to look at her in an open and honest manner. A bad premonition suddenly arose in her heart, and she asked her friend:

"Did something happen just now?"

"No, everything was normal just now." Forsi stood up slowly, and after taking care of the wrinkled coat and the long skirt under it, he nodded lightly.

"Let's go?"

............

"Detective Isengard, these are the two I thought you were talking about, Detective Louis Evans and Detective Sherlock Moriarty." Sheriff Faxin stood upright and briefly introduced the two men behind him .

"You should have heard of Mr. Evans. He is a detective with a very good resume, and Detective Moriarty, who graduated from Lemburg University with a master's degree in criminal investigation, is also a very good professional."

A professional with only a professional resume... Klein smiled, and suddenly felt a gaze cast on him.

In the hallway where several people stood, Detective Isengard, with thin cheeks, dark blue eyes, and angular facial features, looked at Klein behind Sheriff Faxin, narrowing his eyes slightly so that he could see more clearly.

"I really didn't expect that I could meet alumni after returning to Backlund."

He straightened his collar with a smile, and quietly revealed the accessories on the lapel of his shirt.

It was a knuckle-sized badge with a brass body and a tower in the center.

Detective Isengard graduated from Lemburg University?

Dunn, who recognized that the badge was similar to some patterns on the tome of the God of Knowledge and Wisdom, frowned quietly, then looked in Klein's direction, waiting for the reaction of another Lenburg University graduate.

The emblem of Lenburg University...... After getting his own settings, Klein, who did some homework for the first time, pinched a smile.

"I also feel very lucky."

It's a little embarrassing to say, Li Gui met Li Kui...

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