Chapter 542 Demon Dog


    “Crazy!”


    The biting cold air came over, Duanmuhuai walked forward and watched a corpse being pulled out of the morgue. This was a middle-aged man in his forties. His eyes were round and he looked very panicked. But this is not the point, the point is... the scars on his chest.


    I saw four traces of the man''s naked chest that seemed to have been torn by a ferocious beast were staring at me. Just by looking at it with your eyes, you can guess that this should be a monster like a giant bear. He grabbed the victim in front of him in the chest, and his sharp minions tore the traces left by his muscles and bones.


    Duanmuhuai reached out to compare - well, it was still smaller than his palm.


    "Are there any traces detected? Hair or something?"


    "There were hairs similar to wild animals found in the wound, but I don''t know which animal it left behind."


    As he said, the fat forensic doctor pulled open the body next to him again.


    "This is?"


    "It was also hit by that beast."


    Looking at the body in front of him, the fat forensic doctor shook his head.


    "Can you believe it? The test result was that this person was hit by a large truck with a speed of at least 150 kilometers per hour, but in the deep mountains, where can I find a truck with a speed of 150 kilometers per hour?"


    As the fat forensic doctor said, the chest of the man in front of him was cracked and completely sunken, looking like traces left by something violently impacted. But it is obviously a bit exaggerated to say the truck, but Duanmu Huai can understand the fear of the fat forensic doctor. This is not the ignorant superstition or prejudice of the rural villager, but the unbelievable and incredible conclusions were drawn through existing science and technology.


    "So, what you mean is that there is a mountain in this nearby area about two meters high..."


    Duanmuhuai compared the scars of the corpse before.


    "A magic dog with a speed of more than 150 kilometers per hour?"


    "This is beyond my advice, sir."


    The fat doctor smiled bitterly and took out his handkerchief to wipe the sweat beads on his forehead - even in such a cold place in the morgue, he seemed unable to curb his sweat.


    "To be honest, I don''t know what happened, and I don''t want to know. I''m just a forensic doctor. I just give the answers from the investigation through my job. Of course, if you want to ask my personal opinion - during this period, I will go home immediately after get off work, instead of spending time in the tavern, maybe most of the people here are. Until all this troubles that should be cursed are completely resolved."


    "Okay, what about the remaining bodies?"


    "Most of them have been taken away by their families. These two are guards from other places and their families have not arrived yet, so they stay here."


    "If I want to know more about the details of that night, who should I go to?"


    "You can go and find Sheriff Tester. He is in a bad mood recently... Well, you will understand when you see him."


    Duanmuhuai quickly understood the meaning of the fat forensic doctor. In fact, when he came to the sheriff''s office, he saw an old policeman with a haggard and listless face. This is also normal. According to the fat forensic doctor, he was in charge of leading the team to hunt with the young master of Baskerville that night. But after so many policemen died later, it was obviously not a good thing for him, as a superior.


    Fortunately, Duanmu Huai didn''t take much effort to open the decadent sheriff''s chat.


    "Stately speaking, I may not know much more than you."


    Fidding with the pipe in his hand, Sheriff Tester leaned against the chair and spoke faintly.


    "I was commissioned by Fred at that time... He insisted that wild animals in the mountains attacked his parents and let them die. I also watched the scene at that time. Out of responsibility for the local residents, I certainly did not allow bloodthirsty beasts to appear here."


    "But why choose the evening?"


    Duanmuhuai raised his own questions.


    “To be honest, I don’t think there is a more stupid choice than entering the mountain at night.”


    "I think so too, but unfortunately Mr. Fred doesn''t think so."


    Sheriff Tester sighed helplessly.


    "I had dissuaded him at that time, hoping that he would wait until morning and then we would be ready before we set off. But at that time, a strange howling suddenly appeared outside..."


    "Howling?"


    "Yes, it sounds like a wolf or a dog, but I have never heard such a strange howl. At that time, Fred also heard this sound, and he immediately summoned the guards of the Baskerville family and went into the mountain, trying to find and kill the beast. As a policeman, of course, it was impossible for me to watch him take risks, so I also brought people to the mountain with Mr. Fred."


    Speaking of this, Sheriff Tester''s expression began to become a little stiff.


    "As you said, entering the mountain late at night is not a good idea. We were as prepared as possible, bringing flashlights and hounds. To be honest, we didn''t know what we were looking for. Maybe it was a wolf, maybe a wild dog or something. The temperature on the mountain was very low, and there was fog. There was no clue that we were rushing around like headless flies. Then... the screams suddenly rang out."


    "Screams?"


    Hearing this, Duanmu Huai raised his eyebrows, and Sheriff Tester nodded.


    "Yes, it was Mr. Fred''s scream. We don''t know what he encountered, but at that time his shrill scream seemed to have seen something that was the most terrifying thing in the world, and so crazy. Then... the hounds in our team seemed to have noticed something. They began to scream desperately, break free from their collars, and flee as if they were flying. Then there was the sound of gunfire. We felt that the team ahead had encountered something, so we hurried over."


    As she said, she stretched out her hand and clenched her fists, her face stiff.


    "But it was too late when we went there. There were only corpses, there were corpses everywhere, the guards Fred brought, and my good policemen, they... Oh, sorry, I was a little out of control, but that really made me unforgettable. Maybe I should have stopped Fred from doing it at that time, and that might be better."


    "Then we went down the mountain."


    Sheriff Tester sighed.


    "At that time, everyone was frightened, afraid that they would be the next person who died in the mountains, so we ran to the foot of the mountain and returned to the bottom. Then we squeezed together and stayed trembling all night. We didn''t go to the mountains again to collect the bodies."


    "Okay, I get it."


    Hearing this, Duanmu Huai and Luolena looked at each other, then reached out and touched the black cat in their pocket.


    "Have there been something similar since then? For example, howling, or seeing some monster?"


    "No, everything was normal after that, as if we had just had a nightmare that night... Alas, it would be great if it was a nightmare."


    "Who else is in the Baskerville family now?"


    "The old housekeeper should be here. Many people have left. There should be a few servants left. The rest is...Fred''s wife, Baroness Vivian Baskerville, is a pity that she has encountered such a thing less than two years after she was married to her husband. I really have no face to see her... Oh, by the way, the eldest lady of the Bronte family seems to be recuperating here. If you meet, please do not disturb them."


    "Are they in town?"


    "Of course not. It was in their own villa. I heard that something seemed to have happened, so I came here to recuperate. I didn''t expect that such a thing would happen..."


    "oh………"


    Hearing this, Duanmu Huai nodded.


    I don’t know if it’s an illusion, but he always thinks that this name sounds a bit familiar?


    For Mary, this was the first time she had come to the healing place to appreciate the scenery and mountains here.


    I have to say that compared to the fog that is always dull and full of fog, the air here is fresher and the environment is more comfortable.


    "I really didn''t expect that we could have Christmas with Charlie."


    Sitting at the table, drinking tea and eating desserts, Asherika looked at Charlie beside her with a smile. The latter''s physical condition has improved a lot, but because she was unconscious and lying in bed for several months before, she still needs to undergo physical rehabilitation. Of course, Charlie has gradually recovered in daily life. “So too…what is Mr. Howard?”


    “He has a job to do, but he promises to give us a very expensive gift on Christmas.”


    "Then we''ll wait and see."


    Hearing Asherika''s answer, Mary smiled slightly and then looked at Charlie, who shook her head with a wry smile.


    “Is there any activity in Christmas town?”


    “The town seems a little uneasy lately.”


    At this moment, Shali''s maid Dona also came to the girls and poured them a cup of tea.


    "Miss, I beg you not to go out casually. I heard that something seems to have happened here. It is still safe in the house, but it is hard to say outside."


    "Don''t worry so much, Dona."


    Xia Li comforted her softly.


    "It''s just some rumors and rumors in the countryside."


    "That''s right, but Miss..."


    "Is something happening?"


    Looking at Donna''s anxious expression, Mary asked curiously. This villa is a villa of Charlie''s family. Since the incident when Charlie was "taken away" in the fog, her family has taken her back to the villa of Charlie''s resting place. There are not many people responsible for taking care of Charlie here. Apart from the maid Dona, who has been taking care of her, there are only three or four servants, including the concierge and the gardener, and the master is only Charlie. If it weren''t for the arrival of Mary and Asherica, it would probably be even more deserted here.


    Of course, Mary and Asherika knew a little about the matter at Charlie''s family. She was not very close to her brothers, and because of this, no relatives came to take care of her here. Even this Christmas, my brothers would probably be engaging in places like high-level dance parties and dinners, and they had no idea about their sister.


    "They said there seemed to be some wild beast nearby."


    Dona said as she looked out the window uneasy.


    "Although I don''t know very well, everyone is worried about this situation. Even if it is a wild dog or something, it is annoying enough. So I would like to ask everyone to not go out casually, as it will be bad if there is any danger."


    "Okay, we won''t leave here."


    Originally, Mari and Asherika planned to go out for a walk with Charlie, but now Charlie is not in good health. If there are really wild dogs outside, it is indeed a threat to Charlie, so the girls nodded.


    No matter what, the health of their friends is the most important now.


    At the same time, Duanmuhuai also met the poor widow who had lost her husband in the manor in Baskerville.


    "Hello, Mrs. Baskerville."


    Duanmu Huai sat on the sofa and looked at the woman in front of her. She didn''t look old, or she looked a little older than Mary, about her early twenties, wearing a dress made of luxurious silk, and her hair was curled in rolls like the young ladies in many anime. Her expression was a bit haggard and her eyes were swollen. Obviously, this incident also had a great blow to her.


    "Hello, Mr. Duanmu, welcome you to Baskerville Manor. I''m so sorry for letting you see me in such a mess..."


    "No, this is nothing. If I don''t mind, can I ask you a few questions?"


    "Of course, if I can help..."


    In fact, Duanmu Huai didn''t get any clues from the Baroness of Basqueville. She was just an ordinary noble young woman. She had been staying in the manor on the day of the incident and did not leave at all. Although Baroness Baskerville tried to stop her when her husband went up the mountain in anger because of the death of her parents, unfortunately she did not succeed.


    But apart from that, she did not provide any useful clues to Duanmuhuai... Well, this is actually not surprising. Duanmu Huai didn''t expect to get any useful clues from a widow who had lost several of her relatives in just one year. The only thing she could provide was that she always saw the shadow of a terrible hunting dog outside the window before going to bed at night, just like a huge hunting dog hiding outside the window, trying to kill her too.


    As for this, it is true, or it is simply an illusion of this poor man, it is unknown.


    Apart from this poor widow, there are only six people in the entire manor. Of course, Duanmu Huai did not intend to play any murderer in it - this is not to solve the case. His purpose is just that big dog. As long as the hunting dog dares to appear again, Duanmu Huai will directly hit it with his fist so that he can''t take care of himself, and then it''s all.


    Duanmuhuai left Lorena with the Baroness of Baskerville. After all, she is now the only remaining person in the cursed family. Although she doesn''t know what the strange hound is going to do, if it wants to do it again, the Baroness will obviously be a good prey. With Lorena by her side, Duanmuhuai doesn''t have to worry about an accident.


    After arranging Lorena to accompany the Baroness, Duanmuhuai found the butler Robert. He is an old man in his sixties, working at Baskerville Manor since he was young, and he can even be said to be more familiar with this place than the Baroness, of course, including that horrible legend.


    "Oh, in fact, my ancestors once appeared in Dr. Watson''s novel, which was the Housekeeper of the Whites, who were my grandfathers. To be honest, our family has served the Baskerville family for generations, both before and now."


    The old man seemed very talkative or a little excited.


    "But to be honest, this incident is even more bizarre than in the novel. Do you know? Sir, I never believe in the legend of those magic dogs. In my opinion, the novel is about the truth. Some people try to use this story and then frame others. Alas, this time it must be the same."


    "So, you don''t mind telling me the original version of this story."


    "Original?"


    “It’s the first part.”


    Duanmuhuai reached out and pointed to the portraits hanging on the walls of the living room - those were portraits left by the former patriarch of the Baskerville family.


    “The Magic Dog of Baskerville.”


    "Oh, I''m afraid I have nothing to say about this part."


    The old butler shook his head.


    "The stories I have heard are similar to what you know, or rather, this is a big story that the entire Baskerville family has heard since childhood. Of course, I want to say that this is just a fairy tale at best, warning people not to do evil to avoid being bitten by a demon dog."


    "About the legendary patriarch of the Baskerville family, do you have any information you can provide?"


    "Every family always has one or two scum. Sir, Baskerville is no exception. Although he seems to be a polite person on the surface, he is actually a wild and violent temper and always visits with some friends. Although it is not good to say this, the people around him were afraid of him and his friends. They always drink heavily in the middle of the night, and then ride out in groups, wandering in the wilderness, shouting, like a group of savages..."


    "Has he always been like this?"


    "It''s almost the same. When he was a child, he seemed to be out of touch with other people. He was eccentric and easily angry. He often fought with people. If it weren''t for the wealth of the Baskerville family, he would have been imprisoned long ago. He was indeed a scum, sir, there was no doubt about this."


    “Fuck friends…”


    Hearing this, Duanmu Huai thought for a while.


    "So what after he died? Have his friends appeared?"


    "Of course there is no more. They just surrounded him, longing for his money and wealth, so when he dies, those friends will naturally disperse."


    "All right."


    Duanmuhuai shrugged.


    "Then, I think there should be a room for that ancestor here? I wonder if you can take me to take a look?"


    "Of course there is no problem."


    (This chapter ends)