Start with the Readers Chapter 116: The Adventures of Little People

On Thursday morning, since the investigation entrusted by Detective Zreal at the dance party has been fully taken over by the "Punisher", Abner's work can be regarded as a 'satisfactory' completion, but the follow-up investigation fee cannot be obtained .

For this matter, Detective Zuriel came to the door last night to explain it in person, but it was a pity that Abner and Hugh were reading in the house in the East District at the time, so they didn't see him, and finally the teacher took care of him.

Abner also put aside the matter of investigating the butler assistant Walter commissioned by the unknown Mr. Marcy. Only send the selected part of the materials that Prince Totalim handed over to him every Sunday to delay the time.

Therefore, Abner, who had nothing to do, had a rare leisure time, sitting in the office drinking coffee while reading the newspaper in hand.

As for connecting with "Witch" Lina? It was the deal of the "Desolate One", and it didn't have much to do with him, as long as he knew the result in the end, it would be fine.

"The gangster 'Red Ghost' Tanik with a bounty of 3,000 pounds was arrested, but his real identity is actually a spy of Intis? Mr. Bakerland, the Ambassador of Intis, categorically denies this matter."

Abner looked at the headline on the front page of "Becklund Morning Shift", and couldn't help but fell into thinking: "I remember that 'Red Ghost' Tanik is a member of the Eternal Sun Church stationed in Loen, and he is the same as the teacher. Similar identity... This is because the Church of Storms couldn't find the mastermind behind it, so we started to investigate with the most suspected hostile church personnel first?"

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Detective Essinger pushing the door and walking in. He couldn't help being startled, and hurriedly asked, "Teacher, why did you come back so early today?"

Detective Essinger has been going out early and returning late these days, which is very hard work. When Abner first saw it, he thought it had also been discovered by the Church of the Storm, and he came back to pack his things and prepare to run away.

Detective Essinger saw that his student's complexion was different, and he roughly guessed what Abner was thinking by just scanning the contents of a newspaper on the table, so he couldn't help laughing and scolding: "Your teacher is not like Tanik I know the idiot who praises the sun... and I have a deep connection in Backlund, even if I am discovered by the 'Punisher', the Church of Steam and the Church of Evernight will come forward to protect me."

"Teacher, I didn't mean that..." Abner smiled awkwardly, and then tried to change the subject, "Why did you come back so soon today?"

Detective Essinger put away his smile when he heard the words, and sighed a little: "When I was helping Severus Field to investigate the case, I heard the obituary of Inspector Wayne from the West Police Station... Today is his farewell ceremony, I came back to change clothes, and then rushed to the Green Cemetery to attend the funeral..."

"Inspector Wayne? I remember that he was invited to come when the ball was held in the public ballroom more than ten days ago...how could it be so sudden?" A kind old man whom he only met once at the ball.

"I heard that the old problem of asthma suddenly relapsed...I was hospitalized for a week and didn't get better...Hey, Old Wayne is a pretty nice person, he is kind and likes to support the younger generation...It's a pity." Detective Essinger shook his head and sighed.

"How can I say that Mr. Inspector also met me once, anyway, I have nothing else to do today, so let's say goodbye to him with you." Abner said after thinking about it. Although I don't have much friendship, but I know that I can't let the teacher go alone on such an occasion.

"That's fine, go and get me a black tie." Detective Essinger ordered.

…

In a corner of the Green Cemetery, many policemen in black suits and black ties gathered in front of a new tombstone, with a black and white photo of a kind old man on it.

Standing at the front of the grave is a lady in her thirties. Her eyes are loose and out of focus, and she seems to be leaning on a gentleman next to her with no strength. They are the daughter and son-in-law of Inspector Wayne.

Wayne's youngest son Bruce and other subordinates of the police station carried the coffin, walked over, and put it in the grave.

After the pastor's eulogy and their respective prayers, the earth began to fill in the rustling, and the black coffin was gradually covered.

Detectives Abner and Essinger stood at the end of the crowd, watching the scene with solemn expressions, silently reading the epitaph on the tombstone. But at this moment, a young man suddenly ran over from a distance. He opened his mouth, as if planning to say something loudly.

However, his action was not completed. Several police officers who seemed to have been prepared tacitly blocked in front of the young man, and pushed him to the ground from a distance.

Seeing such a scene, Abner frowned, but he didn't mind his own business,

When the tomb was filled and the stone slabs were covered, and the people attending the funeral gradually left, Abner was about to go out to call a taxi when the young man who was knocked down finally broke free and ran staggeringly When they got closer, there was a loud noise with the pastor who presided over the funeral and Wayne's family.

Detective Essinger frowned dissatisfiedly, and asked a familiar police officer chasing from behind: "Darcy, what happened? Do you need our help?"

When the police officer named Darcy saw that Detective Essinger was asking questions, he stopped quickly, and after taking a few breaths, he replied: "Detective Stanton, Detective Brian, hello... You don’t need your help, Xiao Ke from the West District Police Station, he has always claimed that Inspector Wayne’s asthma was man-made, and he also advocated investigating a female family member of a court noble... But obviously, his words are not as convincing as the doctor .”

"Is there any evidence for his words?" Out of the habit of detectives, Essinger asked. In his cognition, if he hadn't confirmed his own thoughts, that young police officer wouldn't have come to Old Wayne's funeral to make a scene.

"If there is real evidence, will the sheriff and the others not investigate? You must know that most of the people in the police station have received tips and help from Wayne." Darcy said here, looked around, and then Small voice:

"The reason why Xiao Ke held onto his ridiculous conclusion was because he believed that after the car accident on Duke Negan Avenue last week, a lady in a palace noble carriage passed by him and Wayne, and then their The body felt uncomfortable to varying degrees. The difference is that he survived quickly, while Inspector Wayne was admitted to the hospital.

"He suspected that the lady was spreading an unknown toxin."

Last week...Duke Negan Boulevard...car accident...Isn't this what happened the day I went to Dr. Leonardo's house to investigate? I remember that if I hadn’t used Solomon’s gold coins to increase my luck, and happened to get on a rented carriage that just passed by the scene of the car accident, I’m afraid I would also be stuck in traffic on Duke Negan’s Avenue… Then, would I also be caused by the disease, Then knock over that bottle of perfume?

Thinking of this, Abner pictured in Abner's mind the tragic scene where people in the whole street began to praise the "primordial moon", and couldn't help shivering in the hot weather.

After the officer Darcy left, Detective Essinger pondered for a moment before asking his student, "Witch of Pain?"

Although he couldn't separate himself from God because of his busy work, he didn't know what Abner was busy with recently, but he could guess that he was chasing down the witch.

"Very likely... As far as I know, there was indeed a 'Witch of Pain' who was promoted successfully around last Tuesday. If she hadn't been able to control the power of the potion at that time, the overflowing extraordinary power would affect ordinary people It couldn't be more normal." Abner replied after thinking for a while.

"I will go to the chief of the West District Police Department to get the style of the palace noble badge that the young man named Xiao Ke said, and I will give it to you later." Detective Essinger struck a match, lit the pipe, and took a deep breath Said after a sip.

"Thank you, teacher." Abner's eyes lit up when he heard this, so that at least he could know who was in the military who cooperated with Rey.

"I just don't want old Wayne's death to be so unclear..." Detective Essinger sighed, and solemnly said: "I will leave this matter to you."

"I'll do my best."

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Xiao Ke was escorted out of the cemetery by the police until he was released.

One of the colleagues who was usually close to him hesitated for a while, and persuaded him: "Xiao Ke, I know that Inspector Wayne took good care of you, and you can't accept his death...but after so many consultations with doctors , Wayne, he really died of a relapse of an old disease, not the ridiculous reasons you made up."

"I didn't make up anything, that's the truth!" Xiao Ke loudly distinguished with red eyes.

The rest of the police officers sneered when they heard this, and said to the colleague who persuaded him just now: "Why are you telling him this? I think he is crazy. Maybe he didn't recover from the illness he got in the car accident at that time. turned into a mental illness.”

Xiao Ke glared at those police officers bitterly, then turned around and left~IndoMTL.com~ He was completely disappointed in the police station, he had to find out the truth by himself.

However, after he calmed down, he found that he had no way to start, and he didn't know how to take the first step...

Xiao Ke sat alone on the bench in the park by the street, scratching his hair in distress, annoyed by his ignorance in the past, remorse for his incompetence... Unknowingly, his spirit was extremely Tired, he just sat down and fell asleep, and then had a strange dream.

In the dream, it seemed that an ordinary-looking old man handed him something, and repeated several nouns...

A gust of wind blew by, Xiao Ke shuddered and woke up, repeating each word in his mouth:

"Duckett Street". "No. 14", "Lina"...

Xiao Ke shook his neck, and smiled self-deprecatingly, wondering why he was still talking in his sleep after waking up? Is it true that, as my colleagues said, I have a mental problem?

However, just as he was about to stand up, he suddenly froze because there was an item in his hand that did not belong to him.