Demon Sage

v2 Chapter 139: despicable Me

"I'm glad that the policemen were still protecting the scene when they poured in, otherwise we can only expect the murderer to come out by himself.~~щww~suimеng~lā"

Holding a small bag of tracking powder standing at the crack in the wall, Donald looked at the cordon next to him, and the yard outside was covered with footprints.

Pence said before that the murderer was extremely fast. He only took three steps from the courtyard wall to breaking the villa wall. Donald twirled the tracing powder in his hand to confirm the location of the three footprints, and followed the lead. With his heels facing, he directly found the location where the murderer entered the villa and made a mark.

trotting out from the side, the members of the rose team followed Donald with their umbrellas, watching him constantly sprinkle powder, and then staring at the ground that had not changed in their eyes, and went to the other side of the street. move.

"Huh~ Fortunately, this is a wealthy area, and there are not many passers-by. If it were changed to other places in Tallinn, these few hours alone would be enough to completely cover up the murderer's footprints with other people's footprints."

Donald's eyes glowed red, and he let out a sigh of relief as he looked at the rows of easily distinguishable footprints that appeared as the route was pushed backwards.

What he was afraid of was that the road the murderer walked before the murder was trampled by more than a dozen people in the next few hours. The tracking powder could distinguish the footprints according to the brightness, but it could not distinguish the size and type of the shoes.

"Have a clue?"

Susannah was talking, but her eyes were peeking at Stephanie, and the narrowness in her eyes couldn't be more obvious.

The latter didn't dodge either, standing next to Donald with an umbrella, responding with a triumphant expression.

"This location, the murderer stayed here."

In the state of spiritual vision, there are more chaotic footprints on the ground next to the street lights, most of which are facing unknown, but from the perspective of brightness, they are all left by the murderer, which is enough to prove that he waited here for a while before.

"The attack happened at breakfast time. This location is nearly 0 meters away from the Owen family villa, and there is a courtyard wall blocking it. How did he know that the Owen and his wife were eating at the time? The sign means that the murderer walked all the way from this location to the villa of the Owen family, without any hesitation during the period, he knew that the Owens would eat at a fixed time, so there was no need for any hesitation and waiting, and when he got to the right place, he started directly."

Talking about his conjecture, Donald's eyes always glanced at the place about a meter to the right of the street light, where he also sprinkled the tracing powder just now.

It's just that he stood at the front, and the people behind him couldn't see his eyes.

"According to the results of Suzanne and Stephanie's hearing, no one has recently asked the servants or guards in the Owen family about the dining conditions of the Owens. Given Stephanie's ability, I believe what they said is true. If so, how did the murderer know this information?"

"Observation, he may have observed the Owens' routine for a long time somewhere."

Stephanie echoed by the side.

"Understood, I will immediately ask the police officers to inquire on the street directly opposite the villa. His Excellency Connery Owen has given the general size of the murderer before, so maybe we can find some useful information."

Pence has always been an impatient person, and after understanding the point, he immediately prepared to return to the police station to assist in the investigation.

"Wait, you come with me."

Stopping Burns, who turned to leave, Donald turned the corner and stood in front of a fence, looking left and right with his hands in his pockets.

Snowflakes were still falling from the sky, and Stefani hurried up and continued to hold an umbrella for him. Because of the rush, the two of them got a lot closer.

There are basically no ordinary shops in the wealthy area, and it is impossible for people living here to go out to buy daily necessities.

It was lunch time again, and the servants were all preparing in the villa.

Therefore, there are only a few of them on this street, and there are also a few cars parked on the side of the road with a thick layer of snow on their roofs. They should have been parked there since last night, and there will be no one inside.

"When you were in contact with the Discord Bureau just now, I went to the room where Ms. Shirley Owen was temporarily resting, and confirmed one thing. It was inconvenient to talk about it in the villa before, so I brought you out, both looking for The trail doesn't seem too obtrusive."

Along with Donald's narration, the white air exhaled from the surrounding people was obviously thicker.

"Lilo found out that Ms. Shirley Owen's soul was taken away. You all know her identity and should trust her judgment. What do you think of this matter?"

Share the information you currently know with your teammates. This matter has nothing to do with you, so you don't need to hide it from them.

"What does it mean when the soul is taken away, someone sneaked into the morgue while we were investigating the case?"

Perhaps Donald's message was too strange, and Susannah's voice dropped a few degrees.

"Impossible, I checked that room, there is no secret door, there is no trace of window intrusion, and the people who entered the room from beginning to end were only a few servants of the Owen family. They entered together and came out together. It can be said that Watching each other, there was no chance at all, and after that, there were policemen and Owen family guards watching, and no one went in except me and Horn."

Donald has done investigations before, so now he has directly denied Susannah's conjecture.

"During the entire assassination process, the murderer kept moving and fighting with the guards of the Owen family. I don't think the assassin would be able to maintain a high-intensity battle while freeing up his hand to take away Mrs. Owen's soul, right?"

As a melee alien, Burns naturally understands that a momentary loss of concentration in close combat is a fatal mistake, not to mention distracted to extract the soul of the dead.

"Is it possible that someone mixed in with the police team that came later? At that time, a large number of police officers suddenly poured in in the entire Owen family villa in a short period of time. The guards will inevitably be negligent, and it is possible for someone to take advantage of the situation. No, why don't you ask the police?"

Stephanie raised her umbrella with one hand and put the other hand in the front pocket of her coat, frowning.

This statement was shared by several others.

This is the advantage of discussion. Compared with thinking alone, it is easier to find some details.

"But it is impossible for us to question the police officers who entered the Irving family villa one by one, not to mention that there are a considerable number of sheriffs, the fact that our Interrogation Bureau interrogates the police officers of the police station itself will cause great harm. If there are only one or two people, there are fifty or sixty people, and it is likely to be considered to be deliberately trying to find fault.”

Horn did not shy away from raising objections.

Both the Discord Bureau and the Police Department belong to Demingham's public security system, and there is no difference in their status. Now they are both under the leadership of the dominant powerhouse. Ask for the approval of the director, otherwise don't even think about it!

Not to mention that if the result is not asked in the end, they will all face severe punishment.

"We need to change the starting point. In some cases I have experienced before, I have encountered similar situations. Some dark wizards with pathological methods often extract the souls of victims, in order to prevent some aliens with soul dialogue ability. The disciples obtained their identity information by communicating with the souls of the deceased. The question is why would anyone use this method against Mrs. Owen? Could it be that she knows some special information, even if she is dead, someone is not at ease, and she needs to be transferred to her. The soul is taken away to be considered the end?"

It's not like Donald wants to ask Delia specifically for confirmation. The first thing Boglo thought of after learning this information was that someone wanted to destroy the memory in Mrs. Owen's soul.

After all, it is an old investigator with enough experience, which saves Donald a lot of explanation.

"I have the same idea as Boglo. Instead of fighting with the police station, it is better to start with the clues that are better to start with. I suggest dividing into three teams. Stephanie and I will continue to rely on this to find out, and then Horn can and Susannah try to find a way to ask the cops who rushed in before if they have any traces, as long as it is not a formal interrogation, they should be fine. Boglow and Pence can go to check whether Ms. Owen has done anything recently. Special action, if you find anything, please contact me in time, Stephanie, should you bring the communicator?"

Raising the tracking powder in his hand, Donald is not ready to break this line. If he wants to complete the task as soon as possible, it is the best way to act separately.

The communicator was recently distributed by the Alien Bureau for short-range instant communication. Donald had just returned from an overseas island and didn't know how to use it, so he temporarily stored it with Stephanie.

"According to Donald's plan, don't act on your own."

This seems to be the best plan so far, and Horn has no more additions.

"This powder is sprinkled."

After everyone else had left, Donald touched his nose and said suddenly.

"Don't be so pessimistic, maybe they will make new discoveries soon?"

"Haha, pessimistic? On the contrary, I am optimistic now, Stephanie, why do you think I chose this method of investigation that seems to be the most laborious?"

Donald looked at Stephanie with a mysterious smile and raised his eyebrows.

"Isn't it because only you have the ability to see spiritually?"

"No, the real reason is that I think this method is the most likely to find the murderer. Letting you stay is just so that you can share the merits. Only the two of us share the merits!"

Winking at Stephanie~lightnovelpub.net~ Only his own people are left, and Donald will no longer hide it.

"Why are you so sure you can find the murderer?"

Stephanie was a little overwhelmed by the change in Donald's tone.

"Of course it's because I found the trail when he left."

Looking at the mark under his feet, Donald actually discovered it just now, but he didn't say it. In addition, the villa was in chaos when the murderer left, and no one paid attention to his escape route, so Horn and the others thought the murderer The escape route was not discovered by him.

From the moment he entered the Rose Squad, Donald's goal was only one, to earn enough merits to participate in the investigator's evaluation at the end of the year.

For this team, a sense of belonging?

If it weren't for Stephanie's companionship, and the fact that it would be too abrupt to stay alone, Donald would even consider taking the merit alone!