Greetings, Mister Principal: Fire

The fire is burning.

Thick smoke billowed, and even the air became dry. The air was filled with the smell of burning, and even half of the sky turned orange-red due to the firelight.

Reiner stood next to the carriage and stared blankly at the plantation in the sea of ​​fire. This plantation, which had decades of history and was once the base of Olmsted's most prosperous industry, was so destroyed.

He saw the thick smoke when he left the city in a carriage. With a bad premonition in his heart, Reiner soon saw that the plantation far away from the city was already burning with blazing flames. Soaring to the sky, making people tremble.

Leiner immediately notified the city's firefighting agency and was also preparing to rescue. You must know that there should be some farmers and managers in the plantation, although judging from the current situation, those innocent civilians The odds are stacked against him, but Reiner can't give up hope.

There was an artificial river running through the plantation, and there was not much water left in it. Reiner used the surge technique to try to extinguish the flames and open up a path.

But the fire was so powerful that even if water from the river continued to pour in, it would still be a drop in the bucket.

At this moment, a cry for help came from the plantation surrounded by flames.

"Help"

The sound was distorted by the high temperature, but Reiner could hear it clearly. He took two steps forward, and beside him, Isharis' distinguished armor emerged, blocking the high temperature.

But this spell can only defend against external invasion and cannot produce oxygen. Reiner can only rely on it to move around the high-temperature fire scene for a while. He rushed into the fire scene with the help of magic power. With a few stones at hand, he became the queen killer. Carrier.

Boom

With an explosion, Reiner destroyed the collapsed pillar and opened up a path.

He saw several farmers struggling to move forward. Around them, some steam could be seen vaguely, offsetting part of the high temperature.

"This is?"

Reiner was a little confused, but without hesitation, he directly exploded the obstacles behind him, clearing an escape path for the farmers.

"This way."

He lifted up a fallen person and led them forward. At the same time, he used his mage's hands to lift up the injured who were weak and unable to stand steadily.

Just when they had just escaped from the plantation, the old building finally collapsed as the flames engulfed the supporting structure. With a series of roars, the former glory was reduced to ruins, and its former glory could never be seen again.

Firefighters had just arrived at this time. They quickly started extinguishing the fire, and the injured people who were rescued were sent to city hospitals.

The fire did not diminish until noon, and firefighters and sheriffs began searching for victims and possible survivors in the charred ruins.

Finally, they found five bodies in the ruins of a possible warehouse.

According to the identification of the necromancy forensics, the identities of four of the corpses were confirmed through the items they carried with them that had not been consumed by the flames. They were all farmers on this plantation.

Only one remains, unidentified.

"There was a wound on this body, which was caused by a sharp weapon. This wound caused heavy bleeding, but there were traces of smoke erosion on the lungs of the deceased, indicating that this wound was not a fatal injury. He was still injured because of He died from inhaling too much harmful gas in the fire."

The forensic doctor from the Olmsted City Sheriff's Department said that he dissected the body and came to this conclusion.

"According to the comparison of the plantation's list, this person is not a farmer or manager of the plantation, and there are no items around him that can prove his identity. Well, if we really want to say it, the inner pocket of his clothes has been found. Some scraps of paper that were burned."

The forensic doctor arranged the items found on the deceased in order, and Reiner focused his eyes on the pile of papers he was pointing at.

This pile of papers was pierced with sharp objects. The papers were soaked with blood and burned by high temperatures. It has long been difficult to distinguish the words on them. Perhaps it is because of these pieces of paper that the sharp blade wound It was not fatal enough, allowing the deceased room to move, but in the end he lost a lot of physical strength due to excessive blood loss and could not escape the fire.

"Wait a minute, these pieces of paper look familiar to me."

Reiner picked up one of the pieces with a mage's hand and took a closer look.

"Doctor, have you checked the deceased's stomach? What did he eat recently?"

"There are traces of fish and seafood, as well as a large amount of alcohol residue. He drank a lot from at least yesterday to today."

The doctor looked at his anatomy records and replied.

Although Reiner is not a peace officer, his status as a fourth-ring mage is enough to participate in the investigation, and the forensic doctor also tried his best to answer Reiner's questions.

"What about the teeth? Are there any dental records or anything?"

Reiner asked casually, which puzzled the forensic doctor.

"Well, there is no such record, and there is nothing special about the deceased's teeth"

"Really"

What Reiner knew from watching and watching movies when he was on Earth is that, just like fingerprints, the arrangement and shape of each person's teeth are unique, and unlike fingerprints, teeth will not be damaged by fire or the like. Therefore, many developed countries will establish complete dental medical records to confirm the identity of the deceased faster and more accurately.

It’s just that in this world, such a record is too difficult to achieve.

“Such things happen quite often. I heard from my colleagues that the number of outsiders in Olmsted has doubled compared to the same period recently. If these migrants die in a major disaster, it will be difficult to identify them, and in the end they will only be able to identify themselves. Can be buried in a public cemetery."

The forensic doctor said helplessly ~IndoMTL.com~ It seems to be commonplace.

"It would be nice if we could get some clues about his identity. Recently, your Excellencies from the Immortal Throne have developed a spell that can verify kinship based on the theory of blood inheritance. Unfortunately, this requires at least two people to compare."

Reiner was a little sad. After thinking about it for a while, he decided to give it a last try and asked someone to check the list of people who had recently been in and out of Olmsted.

The investigation results came back in the evening. Reiner first confirmed his thoughts. He found the passenger list of the scheduled ship he took and searched through photos and names.

Soon, he saw the photo and name of the swindling man in the economy class personnel list.

West Windermere.

"Wait a minute, I remember Windermere"

Reiner was in a daze. He suddenly remembered that the hotel he was staying in was called the Windermere Hotel.

This was such a coincidence that it gave Reiner an ominous premonition.

He hurriedly picked up this page of information and returned to the hotel.

Uncle Mason was busy decorating the hotel for his upcoming sixtieth birthday. He saw Reiner and said hello.

"Mr. Mason, I would like to confirm that your last name is Windermere, right?"

Reiner asked, making Uncle Mason a little confused.

"Yeah, what's wrong?"

Then Uncle Mason saw Reiner take out a piece of paper with a photo on it and basic name, age and other information.

"Do you know this man named West Windermere?"

Reiner asked, but in his heart, he wanted Uncle Mason to give an answer of denial.

Seeing the photo, Uncle Mason's expression suddenly darkened. He hesitated for a long time before answering.

"Westwindermere, is my son."