"Donation?"

"Yes, donation. Of course, there are other purposes. I am actually a writer and I am currently going out to collect materials. When I visited my old friend Franca Viscount, I happened to hear about the local case, so I wanted to know more about it. Some of the inside story."

　　 said as he took out a pound note from his pocket and put it in front of the young policeman, who looked at Jenkins suspiciously:

　　 "You are a writer and know Mr. Franka?"

　　 "Yes, if you don't believe me, you can send someone to ask the Viscount. He now lives in the ancestral house near Xiawading Village. I just came back from there."

"Ok......"

　　 He thought for a while, carefully received the banknotes into his pocket, rubbed his face with his hands to clear his sleepiness, and then slowly asked:

　　 "What do you want to know? I can't say anything that is too confidential."

"I have inquired about the identities of the three deceased, and I know that they have nothing to do with each other, so now I want to know the crime location of the three murders. Yes, it is the crime location, not the location where the body was found. I hope to investigate the scene. In those places, maybe death can bring me special inspiration."

　　 Jenkins said.

　　 "You said you are a writer, do you have any works?"

　　 ""A Woman and Seven Hand Bones" is priced at 2 shillings and 7 pence in the Nolan area, welcome to read."

　　He casually scorned that he had already visited the bookstore in the small town. It was very small and had a small inventory of books. He was confident that the young police officer in front of him was not the kind of book-reader.

　　 "Forget it, I prefer knight novels like "Detective Knight Biography"...You can tell you the location of the crime, but you must ensure that you can't spread it out."

　　 "Swear to the sage!"

　　 Jenkins immediately raised a hand and said, this kind of action won the trust of Mr. Police.

"Only the first two crimes have found the crime scene, and the third one is still under investigation. After all, that happened last night. The first one was by the river, walking west from this street and out of the town to find the mill by the river. , In the reeds about 80 feet to the right of the mill, the blood hasn’t dried yet, you should find it; the second crime scene is in the small town’s cemetery, but if you want to enter, you need to persuade the cemetery to agree . I must remind you that if you are considered a suspicious person at the crime scene, don’t say that I told you those places..."

　　 "Of course I know this, I won't stay around for long, thank you again."

　　The mill in Roman Town uses the water and wind power of the river to work. The flowing river water and the blowing wind each drive a huge runner to rotate. Through a series of complex shafts and gears, these forces are used to rotate the stone mill inside the mill.

　　 It is only spring now, and the frequency of use of mills is not high. When Jenkins saw the windmill from a distance, there was no one nearby. He carried the cane and walked the cat along the river. With the help of the cat's sensitive sense of smell, he found the reed bush very accurately.

Chapter 1395 The first thousand three hundred and seventy-two chapters of the small town cemetery

　　 Stripped aside the reeds, even though he had heard from the tavernkeeper about the miserable appearance of the three bodies found, Jenkins couldn't help being shocked by the dry blood spattered on the reeds and the ground. It's hard to imagine how much torture the deceased suffered during his lifetime, and no wonder this incident caused such panic in the town.

　　 The bodies of the three victims were all found near the entrance of the town. The purpose of this is not yet known. The traces of the crime scene were almost detected by the local police, and did not leave Jenkins with much valuable information.

　　 "So, why don't I try psychic..."

　　 He whispered, and then eagerly took out the bone holy sword.

　　 A long time ago, Jenkins once owned a psychic board, but it was a pity that it was destroyed by the wrong psychic destroying the unborn Cthulhu. After that, he also learned about spiritism, and his father told him that this ritual of connecting souls at will is extremely dangerous, so the Church of the Sage does not encourage learning.

　　 But there are many ways for Jenkins to obtain rituals, and many of his friends are familiar with psychic rituals. Not to mention that after acquiring this sword, he learned a lot of necromantic knowledge through mastering the sword, and spiritism naturally knew it, but he had never tried it.

　　 "Let’s give it a try. The worst result is that the soul that was brought into madness, turned into an evil spirit and attacked me. I promise to purify him, it’s no problem."

　　 While talking to himself, he put the cat on the pebbles on the river bank to watch.

　　 Rolled up the trouser legs, stepped on the mud and walked into the depths of the reeds. Then, in the area with the most blood stains, he drew a circle with the Bone Sword, and then used the sword as a pen to patiently engrave the runes inside and outside the circle.

　　Because this is the first psychic ritual, Jenkins is not sure that he will succeed. After portraying the psychic ritual, he did not start immediately. Instead, he drew a larger area in the outer circle to seal the ghosts and destroy the spirit body, and this began the psychic ritual.

　　 "Dust return to dust return to earth, the deceased of the past, the soul of the past, respond to my call..."

　　 He said while activating the ritual he had portrayed, perhaps because holding a bone holy sword added a great chance of success to the undead ritual, he actually succeeded in one shot. As the spell was pronounced clearly, the shadow of a vague man appeared in front of him.

　　 This is not a soul, but a remnant of the soul. Jenkins’s ritual is relatively basic and cannot directly awaken the disappeared spirit body.

　　 "Who killed you?"

　　 He couldn't wait to ask, but the broken soul didn't respond at all.

　　 "Oh, I forgot, ghosts can't hear sound when channeling, I need..."

　　 He cut his finger with a knife, then stained some blood with his pen, mixed the ink to write the question on the paper, set the paper on fire and threw it at the man's feet.

　　The burning paper was flying in the air, leaving only some ashes in the end. The ashes fell on the uneven mud and pieced together a short sentence:

"do not know."

　　 Although I did not get an answer, the answer itself shows that the channeling was quite successful. There are also reasons why the opponent is an ordinary person, the venue has not been damaged, etc., but it also shows that Jenkins is quite talented for such rituals.

　　 "Then do you have any clues about the person who killed you?"

　　 He burned a piece of paper again.

"I didn't see his front face... It was a man, taller than me, with a ring with a black gem on his right hand... I was killed by him... I won't see Martha..."

　　 The answer this time was extraordinarily long. With the appearance of these answers, the remnants of the soul slowly changed from transparent to black.

　　 He started to turn towards the evil spirit.

　　 "I still want to ask some questions, such as what do you do here at night, can you answer my question first?"

　　 Jenkins stepped back carefully while talking. When he happened to exit the outermost circle drawn with a sword, the black figure standing in the center of the circle made a frightening cry.

　　 The original fuzzy face instantly became clear, becoming extremely hideous and terrifying, his transparent body was completely solid, and the black smoke obscured his figure.

　　 "It has become an evil spirit completely."

　　 Jenkins thought in his heart, and then looked at the opposite direction and rushed towards him, but when he broke through the last ring on the ground, he seemed to hit an invisible barrier. Then the ring formed by the slight golden light shrank inward, and the newly born weak evil spirit fought against it for a few seconds before disappearing.

　　 "Today's luck is really bad, this kind of incomplete soul fragments can actually form evil spirits..."

　　 He lowered his head and thought for a while, seeing that there were no other clues here, he picked up the cat that looked up at the mill windmill, and set off for the cemetery in the small town.

The guardian of the cemetery is usually held by the clergy of the [Death and End Church]. In large cities, these people generally have the background of gifters, while in remote rural towns such as Roman Town, there are only ordinary people. Up.

　　 Cemetery is located in the southern part of the town. Most of the people in the town were buried here after their deaths, so the tombs also formed a certain family. The cemetery is divided into two floors. The ground part faces the town. The tombstones are lined with flowers and green trees. The scenery is quite good. It is a burial place for ordinary civilians. The underground part is cold and humid, without the sun all day long. In the corridor, large and small burial chambers extend to both sides for the placement of coffins and burial objects. They are locked by fence doors on weekdays. This is the burial place that the rich in town bought for themselves before their lives.

According to the intelligence Jenkins obtained from the police station, the actual location of the second murder was in the corridor of the crypt. Because the second body was found soon, the police dogs could track down the smell and found it quickly. Here, the remaining blood stains were found in the corridor of the tomb.

　　 Jenkins is a foreigner and would never be allowed to enter the underground tomb. But because of the large amount of money he gave, the old grave guard still agreed to this request, but the grave guard would always observe his every move by Jenkins's side to prevent him from stealing the funeral goods.

　　 The crypt is not only cold, but also has a strong musty smell and the smell of corpses. Cremation is not popular in remote towns, so this is understandable.

　　 The scene of the murder was not far from the entrance steps. With the help of the cat, Jenkins easily found the blood under the kerosene lamp.

　　PS: With regard to civilians being buried on the ground, there are only small earthen bags and cross tombstones. It is very reasonable that the rich have special underground family tombs. Although the environment on the ground looks better, in fact the underground is a long-term sleeping place.

Chapter 1396 Chapter 1373 The True Murder

　　 "I'm very curious, since the underground cemetery is usually locked, how did the murderer and the dead get down?"

　　 Jenkins asked while bending over to check for blood stains.

"I am not the only person with the keys. The lock I just opened was changed last winter. There are five in total, including the one in my hand. The police in the town have begun investigating the whereabouts of these keys. , They think this is the point."

　　The old grave guard replied slowly.

　　 The locks in the catacombs of the cemetery are not ordinary locks, but are more than four adult slap-sized new locks composed of hundreds of sophisticated mechanical structures. The shape of the key is not even a common type. This kind of lock was invented in recent years with the development of mechanical principles. There is no similar thing in Jenkin's timeline. The lock cannot be opened by a simple way. According to Jenkins' knowledge of the storage room of the bank safe A similar lock is applied.

　　 But the difficulty of picking the lock is only for ordinary people. The gifter has countless ways to open the lock that does not contain extraordinary power. Thinking of this, Jenkins checked carefully in the corridor of the crime scene, and apart from messy footprints and blood stains, he faintly found some inspiration on the ground.

　　 A small amount of spiritual materials should have been poured here not long ago, so now there will be weak auras.

　　 then observed the lock again, and found no new findings. Jenkins has begun to suspect that it was a gifter who committed these cases.

　　 There are still few clues, but the sun above has some signs of falling west. When I came to the police station again, I happened to ran into the sheriff and his party who had come back from outside. Jenkins once again used the reason that he was a writer based on materials to inquire about the progress of the police investigations, but the sheriff did not follow this set.

　　 "Okay, I didn't want this."

　　 He muttered to himself in a low voice, seeing that there were only two of them in the corridor of the police station temporarily, so he looked into the eyes of the middle-aged sergeant and said:

　　 "I am an absolutely good person and a person who can be trusted... Regarding the third deceased, has your investigation revealed anything?"

His frequent use of the power of lies has already exceeded the limit of two lie per week, and now it is four times...Although Jenkins didn’t realize it, in fact he was always facing every moment of his own existence. The world spreads lies.

"The third deceased was the milkman in the town, Sidorov Carlos, 32. The place of death was the remains of the old river course outside the town. We asked his wife about his whereabouts that night. She Tell us that Carlos has recently become obsessed with finding treasures. He did not know where to get a treasure map not long ago. He went out at night to hunt for treasures last night."

　　 "Treasure hunt?"

　　Think about it carefully. The three deceased died at night, and they all appeared in remote places. There may be the same reason.

　　 "Then the other two dead, are there rumors of treasure hunting?"

　　 "They are all bachelors living alone, and no valuable clues can be found at home. We don't know this."

　　 explained the sheriff.

　　 These clues are very useful. Since the murderer can accurately find the victim in the wild at night, it means that he must have known the movement of the deceased in advance. Therefore, there are very reasons to suspect that reasons such as treasures are nothing but lies that deceive the dead to arrive at a specific place at a specific time.

　　 Jenkins asked for the birth dates of the three dead, and then marked the locations of the deaths on the map of the town. Although he has only been a benefactor for half a year, he is quite rich in theoretical knowledge. After trying several permutations and combinations, he understands that this is a so-called "blood-thirsty ritual".

　　 Even in many notorious illegal ceremonies, this is quite well-known. In addition to its basic nature, this type of ritual is also a small number, which allows the giver to draw spirit from the body of ordinary people in order to improve themselves. But the side effects of this kind of ritual are huge. In addition to making future improvements more difficult, the spirit of the gifter who performs the ritual will also be harmed, and sequelae such as dreaminess, vision and auditory hallucinations will appear in a short period of time.

　　In modern times, even the worst cultists would not use this ritual. After all, there are many ways to obtain spirits. To obtain spirits by killing people, it is better to sacrifice living people to those horrible beings, which will get more rewards.

　　 "So this must be something the giver does, it's easy."

　　 The tallest building in the town is the bell tower next to the mayor’s house, which is also the most typical public facility in human settlements.

　　 Jenkins asked the unicorn to "airdrop" himself to the top of the clock tower, holding the lightning rod at the top of the tower, and looking at this small town from a height. The scenery of the town is very beautiful. Compared with the crowded and bustling Nolan, life here will be easier if you think about it.

　　 But the life of the gentleman who is reading in the library on the east side of the town must not be easy, because Jenkins has already followed him.

　　 The opponent is a second-level gifter. From the composition of the ability light spot, there is only one magical ability. It is not like a member of the Cthulhu sect, but like the "lucky guys" who somehow become gifters. It is the kind of person who has the gift of a gift, who came into contact with occult books, fell into a treacherous state, or got the notes of the gift of death on a certain day, and thus became a gift.

　　 Such "wild" gifters are extremely dangerous, even more dangerous than ordinary cultists. They have not undergone any systematic training, do not understand the taboos of rituals, and have no fear of the use of power. Once an accident occurs, they will not be able to clean up the scene.

　　 That's probably the case with that young gentleman. After confirming the ring mentioned by the first deceased, Jenkins followed him secretly, watching him enter the tavern from the library, and then home from the tavern.

　　 It was already four o'clock in the afternoon. Seeing that it was almost time, Jenkins pretended to be a staff member who came to check the steam meter and knocked on the other's door, and then hit the young man in the throat before he could not react.

　　 This is fatal to ordinary people, and it is also fatal to most gifters. But at least the opponent was not killed on the spot, so Jenkins would not let him die, maintaining the lowest vitality and getting him to the manor of Viscount Franca. "Viscount Franca" was still waiting for him in the study, just like a Reading here all afternoon.

　　 "It's faster than I thought. Thank you for your help. I'm looking for this person."

In this way, the two present gods met again in the study. The afterglow of the sunset outside the window dyed the vast expanses of fields golden. Today's weather is very good. Even the afterglow of the sunset can make the chocolate held by Jenkins feel warm. a feeling of.

Chapter 1397 The first thousand three hundred and seventy-four

　　 "You did what I asked for. According to our agreement, I can answer some of your questions, so what do you want to know?"

"Viscount Franka" faced the setting sun outside the window and waved to the man lying on the sofa. The man who was dying was surrounded by the white mist rising from the ground and quickly disappeared. . Even if this scene happened in front of Jenkins's eyes, Jenkins couldn't understand where that person went.

　　 "Actually, I'm more curious, you asked me to bring him, whether it was a temporary intention or other purpose. Of course, it doesn't matter if you can't tell me, I'm just curious."

　　 He is really curious, but considering that there is a **** sitting opposite, it is better to respect some.

　　 "I can answer this question. He once insulted me with blasphemous rituals, so I want to punish him."

"that's all?"

　　 "Yes, that's it."

　　 "Viscount Franka" nodded and motioned to Jenkins to talk about the next question.

　　 [Lie] There is no response from the priesthood. Jenkins is not sure if this is because the other party really didn't lie, or his power is not enough to respond to God's words.

　　 "I will take it as true, does this matter have anything to do with me?"

　　 He thought silently in his heart, sorted out his thoughts, and asked the first question:

　　 "Is the mad poet Cavendish a candidate for the savior of the fifteenth century? Is his corresponding savior emblem, the ability [Son of Disaster]?"

　　 "Yes, I thought you already knew this question."

　　 The **** behind the desk replied.

　　 "Then I don't understand a bit. Since I am one of the world's saviors, why is the description of ability "Son of Disaster"? And the way of obtaining power... just runs counter to saving the world."

　　 This problem has troubled Jenkins for a long time.

"This question is very good. I was troubled for a long time and didn't understand it until the last moment. So how do you understand "save the world"? This is actually easy to explain. Demolition of the old building and rebuilding is saving. Tinkering is also salvation. The only difference lies in the method. As for the result, the result is the same. Speaking of some more sensitive topics at present, the material world has once again come to the end of the era. I think many of the evil gods that usually disappeared have begun to be active again, right? You give an example of the Cthulhu sect."

　　 Jenkins thought for a while: