Chapter 512 Case investigation


    Although he had cleared his own suspicion, the prisoner had not been found yet, and Duanmu Huai naturally began the most normal process for detectives - the investigation of the murder scene.


    Back in the smoking room again, Williams''s body still faced the ground and fell in the center of the mysterious magic circle. Seeing this scene, everyone couldn''t help but tremble.


    This time, Duanmuhuai was following Williams''s bodyguard Dort, doctor Rose and a girl from Master''s College. They followed Duanmuhuai as representatives, and they were also monitoring each other and witnessing each other. As for the others, they were locked up in the observation deck, guarded by Lorena himself.


    Duanmu Huai naturally trusts Lorena''s combat effectiveness very much. In fact, he arranged Lorena to be responsible for guarding it, and also meant to fish. If the idiot murderer thinks Lorena is easy to deal with and plans to attack her, then Duanmu Huai believes that Lorena will definitely let him taste the heaviness of the holy book in his hand.


    "How long have you been his bodyguard?"


    Duanmuhuai stared at the corpse in front of him and asked, while Duote was stunned for a moment, then answered.


    "It''s not long, in fact, he hired me not long ago. So, I''m afraid I don''t know more than you."


    "oh?"


    Hearing this, Duanmu Huai turned to Dortmund. He originally thought the other party was Williams'' personal bodyguard or something, but now it seems that this is not the case?


    "Why did he hire you?"


    "I don''t know much about this either."


    Dort sighed.


    "He just said that his past has been bothering him, and the hidden dark threats... In fact, I also saw that since he got on the airship, he has been locking himself in the cabin. He doesn''t open anyone except me, and I don''t understand why he left the cabin and came here."


    "Maybe he is addicted to smoking and can''t help but want to smoke a cigarette?"


    "I don''t think so, he doesn''t smoke. He has asthma, and that''s one of the reasons he hired me, he needs someone who doesn''t smoke at all."


    "So he has no reason to come to the smoking room."


    "Yes."


    Speaking of this, Dortmund seemed to have thought of something.


    "By the way, he has a diary, he always writes it. I remember he once said that a cult needs his blood to achieve a dark purpose. He told me that the reason he chose to escape and hide was to prevent an indescribable terror existence from being released into this world."


    "But even now, I haven''t seen any terrifying existence that is enough to destroy the world... Can I read that diary?"


    "I think I can, wait for me to find it."


    After saying this, Dot turned around and left, while Duanmuhuai walked forward, grabbed Williams'' collar, and picked up his body like a cat. From Duanmuhuai''s observation, you can clearly see that a large hole in his throat was cut, and black blood flowed out like sticky oil and dripped to the ground.


    Well...Okay, I know, there is only one truth, the prisoner is the US military.


    “………Sorry, what did you say?”


    "It''s nothing, I''ll just say it."


    Duanmu Huai curled his lips, and then he glanced at the ground coldly. Perhaps no one else noticed it, but in fact, when Duanmuhuai entered the warehouse, he did feel a dark, cold and unknown aura. However, it is useless to disconnect eggs. Although I don’t know what the idiot cult wants to do, when Duanmu Huai came in, his magic was already removed by Duanmu Huai at first sight. What is here now is just a very ordinary postmodern abstract art magic array pattern.


    In fact, it is not just the magic circle, but the entire room is covered with runes drawn in blood. No wonder no one dares to come in.


    "How much blood do you think this is used?"


    Duanmu Huai looked at Dr. Rose and asked, while Dr. Rose frowned and looked at the blood symbols in the cabin with a disgust.


    "To be honest, I don''t know, one liter? two liters? I must remind you that the descriptions in movies and TV are incorrect. Even if the average person''s neck is cut open, he will not leak such a large amount of blood in a short period of time, let alone the man''s blood is very sticky..."


    “It makes sense indeed.”


    Duanmu Huai nodded, however, at this moment...


    "Meow!"


    The black cat, which was originally lying on Duanmuhuai''s shoulder, seemed to have discovered something. It screamed softly, then jumped up from Duanmuhuai''s shoulder, landed lightly on the corpse, then went around the neck of the corpse for half a circle, and pressed its claws at Duanmuhuai. Duanmuhuai also poked his head out and looked in the direction indicated by the black cat. Then he saw a small piece of burning mark on the neck and collar of the deceased, with ashes on it.


    Duanmuhuai stretched out his fingers, gently wiped the ashes, and then put them in front of his nose. Soon, a bitter smell of tobacco came.


    At this moment, Duanmu Huai''s consciousness suddenly fell into a trance. The world in front of him suddenly became distorted and skewed. Immediately afterwards, Duanmu Huai felt that his vision had changed - he changed from standing to lying on the ground, as if he was the corpse, breathing heavily at the moment, but no matter how hard he tried, he could not breathe in the air, and could only feel the blood flowing out of his neck in despair.


    In front of him, there was a vague black shadow standing. He could only see the other party holding a little spark in his hand. Then the black shadow raised the spark. Then Duanmu Huai felt a burning pain coming from his neck - and then everything returned to normal.


    Duanmu Huai came to his senses, frowned, and stared at the traces in front of him.


    What was that just now?


    Could it be that I have awakened my new abilities?


    He glanced at the system, but the system was as cold and silent as the corpse in front of him.


    It''s probably really dead.


    Duanmu Huai shook his head, withdrew his thoughts, and looked at the corpse in front of him again.


    If the illusion I just saw was correct, that is, Williams was killed by a prisoner, who stood in front of Williams'' body, looked at his death, then raised his hand and took a breath of cigarette, and then the ashes fell and touched Williams'' back neck?


    Well, the prisoner is a man or a smoking man.


    The scope of suspicion has been further narrowed because, according to the previous confession, at around five o''clock, the captain, the navigator and Arthur, three others gathered together to smoke, indicating that these three people were smoking. As for whether the other two male students from Master''s College smoked, Duanmu Huai didn''t know.


    What Dot said also reminded Duanmu Huai that the victim suffered from asthma and could not smell the scent of smoke at all, so he hired Dot, not other male bodyguards. Similarly, one of the reasons why I lock myself in the room and don’t come out is probably because I’m afraid of smelling the smoke on others and causing asthma.


    Then the question arises. The other party is a smoking man, and the location is chosen in the smoking room. In other words, this should be a place where the victim is unwilling to come if he dies.


    But the truth is that he came and died.


    Um………


    "The diary is brought."


    Just as Duanmu Huai was thinking, Dote also came back and brought Duanmu Huai a diary.


    "This is what I found under his pillow."


    "Yeah, I''ll take a look."


    After taking the diary, Duanmu Huai opened it - As we all know, normal people do not write diaries, so on the other hand, the diary is definitely not a normal person.


    In fact, the same is true.


    The diary has a very large span, but fortunately Duanmuhuai read it roughly and did not take much time. Instead, he quickly figured out the contents of the diary.


    Simply put, Williams was originally a simple second-generation expensive, rich, status, industry, and everything. So after introduction, he joined a small private club in the upper class. This kind of private club is common in the upper class, and Williams didn''t doubt anything at first.


    However, as the longer I was in that organization and the deeper I went, Williams felt that the organization was a bit abnormal. To be honest, it was a normal social activity for a group of rich second-generations to gather together to drink, start a silver party, ride a horse, take drugs and play golf.


    But when they dressed like a wizard in black cloak and sacrificed deer heads to the indescribable monster statue, any normal person could realize that this was definitely not a normal social behavior.


    So Williams became timid. He wanted to leave the club, but the other party was unwilling to let him go. He even sent someone to assassinate him once, when Williams escaped by chance and fled directly to another place. However, all this was not over. Not long ago, Williams learned that the group wanted to hold another terrifying ceremony and summon the ''monster'' with his blood, so he decided to escape...


    Alas... Such a good commission...


    Seeing this, Duanmu Huai couldn''t help but sigh. This was clearly a commission for himself. If Williams saw his own advertisement, he would not die so miserably. What a pity... it''s too late to say anything now.


    So it is obvious that, judging from the content in the diary, the murderer who killed Williams and performed the ritual here should be a member of the cult organization, and the name of that cult organization... Well, it is not unfamiliar to say that it is strange, nor is it familiar.


    After all, Duanmu Huai had just finished dealing with them just a few days ago.


    That’s right, it’s Yinmu’s small house again.


    Why are these **** **** all over the place like cockroaches?


    Duanmu Huai sighed silently and closed the diary.


    "Okay, the search here has been completed. Let''s go to another place to take a look."


    (This chapter ends)