Chapter 395 394.The child next door

"What's up?"

  Lu and Xia pricked up their ears for listening to gossip.

  Xia didn’t notice that the donut in her bag was missing one more for some reason.

  "An urban legend."

   Drizzt seemed to know, he spread out his hands and explained.

"It is said that in the slums of the abandoned city, sometimes you can meet a woman at night. If you kindly take her in, or abduct her with some bad thoughts, then there is a high probability that you will encounter misfortune and be discovered the next day. Where to die in the sewer, the death is ugly. There are many such legends, and there are different versions in different regions. They all scare children to sleep and don’t go out to play at night."

"I see."

  Lu Yi expressed understanding.

"In that case, we also have similar rumors over there. It is said that if you don’t sleep in the middle of the night, the night king of the forest will grab it, fry it in a frying pan with oil, add some salt and pepper, and stir-fry until golden on both sides. Then add chili and dried salted fish"

  Xia said it became a way to make midnight snacks.

  "Please stop, friend."

  Drizzt interrupted Shia's recipe.

   "What is the Night King?"

   Lu Yi asked curiously.

  "It is a legend on our side. It is said that it was a monster that defeated the winter wolf and dominated the night hundreds of years ago. It was specially used to frighten children who did not want to sleep."

  Xia said seriously.

  "."

  Lu Jie thought for a moment, if he said that the one who defeated the Winter Wolf, isn’t that he?

  Unexpectedly, the deeds of the year will be passed down, and even continue to evolve, becoming the great demon of Zhi Xiaoer Ye Cang?

  If Xia knew that she was that night king, she didn’t know how she would treat it.

  Lu Yi thinks it is better to talk about how to add chili and salted fish.

   "The salted fish must be soaked in water first and then I mean, so, this rumor is actually just a rumor, isn't it a strange thing?"

  "Who knows, many people die every day in the black street. Sometimes, in order to cover up crimes, it is very convenient to make up some simple and easy-to-use urban legends to bear the crime."

  Drizzt wanted to take out his pipe, but after thinking about where he was now, he put it back.

   "However, this person should indeed have seen at least one woman before he died."

  Lu Zan nodded.

"How did you know?"

  Xia reached into the paper bag, only to find that the donuts did not know when they were gone. She was a little confused, but still crumpled the paper bag into a ball and stuffed it into her pocket.

  "There is the smell of perfume on his body. You see, his internal organs have been so well preserved, and the smell around him was stuffed into the glass together."

  Lu Yi’s [True Vision] gave him more clues.

   "Are there any women in his patients that day?"

"should not."

   Drizzt shook his head.

  "A bartender in the dark street broke his leg because of drunkenness, and a worker who worked in a factory had lung disease caused by long-term exposure to exhaust gas. These were the two patients he came into contact with in the afternoon."

   "Are there no call girls who were injured, or women who had to work for their families to come to the clinic?"

   Lu Yi asked.

"no."

  Drizzt closed the notebook.

   "What clues are there in this viscera, please look at it more."

   "Looking at this, the impact on the body is still quite serious, do you have the heart to let me see it?"

   "The only person present is you and the least qualified to say this sentence."

Drizzt couldn't help taking out his pipe, slashing a match, and lighting the tobacco. He took a deep breath, filling his lungs with a slightly pungent smell, bringing a little nerve-relieving hallucination, and he looked again Glancing at the corpse with the flower of glass in full bloom, before replacing it with the one, maybe Drizzt had already lowered his sanity and had various stress responses, but now, he could stand in front of the corpse and talk and laugh.

  All these changes come from a place of silence.

  With more and more missions in the abandoned city, Drizzt also had a hunch that the pollution of this world is gradually overflowing, breaking through the things that originally restrained them.

  Perhaps one day, the dream created by the author of the ancient capital will become a real reality, and monsters will be rampant on the streets of the abandoned capital.

   "Well, what is here?"

  Lu Yi took another look carefully, and he found that the part between the internal organs and near the skin seemed to be stained with a little color.

  This color is usually not obvious, and it can only be seen clearly in a dark environment under the light of Drizzt's match.

  "It may be dyes. There are often such stains on the factory side. Recently, the factory has been very busy at work. Many people have fallen ill. Dr. House sometimes rescues some sick people."

  Drizzt also leaned over and took a look.

   "This should be brought by the workers in that factory?"

  Xia felt that the corpse blooming with glass flowers was full of weirdness, and it was more like a catharsis of certain emotions.

  Because of the pain and surprise on Dr. House’s face, he must have suffered quite a bit.

  There are many kinds of killings, and Shia himself has killed many people.

  Simple killing is just killing people. Killing is a means and a process to achieve other purposes.

  As for the initiator of this glass flower, to him, killing is obviously the goal. He killed Dr. House in this way just for the torture and suffering of Dr. House.

   "Does he have any enemies?"

  Xia asked, and took out a bag of biscuits from the gap in the armor, which she secretly hid.

   quack quack—

  The sound of chewing biscuits sounded in the morgue, causing considerable torture to the human stomach.

   "I'll have a piece too."

  Lu Zan stretched out his hand and took the biscuits Xia handed over. Just when he wanted to eat it, he found that the biscuits in his palm were gone.

"Dr. House’s enemies can hardly be said to be none. He is everyone’s good neighbor. After graduating from medical school, he worked as a doctor in the hospital for a period of time, and then set up a clinic on his own, with low fees, and helping the poor, perhaps some of his colleagues. See him upset?"

   Drizzt explained, adding one more sentence.

  “Of course, it’s not that good people don’t die, bad people will die. He may have other dark sides behind his back, or provoke people who shouldn’t be provoke. It’s normal to be in the abandoned city.”

  "We can go to his clinic and check with the supplier later."

  The great detective of the abandoned capital said again.

"no problem."

  The three people thanked the staff and left the funeral home, not far from the funeral home. Just one block past the tea house where Lu Zin and Drizzt met, it was Dr. House’s clinic.

  This is closed and guarded by the police, and ordinary people are not allowed to enter.

  At this time, it was already afternoon, the sun began to become ambiguous, the west hanging, lazy, and the clinic became dim.

  Walking into the clinic, Lu Zin smelled a strong smell of disinfectant.

  He saw that the bed in the clinic was circled, where the body of Dr. House was found.

  (End of this chapter)