On Thursday morning, because the investigation commissioned by Detective Zaire at the prom had already been taken over by the "punisher", Abner's work was ‘successfully completed’, but the follow-up investigation fee was not available.

For this matter, Detective Zaire came to the door to explain it in person last night. Unfortunately, Abner and Hugh were reading in the house in the East District at the time, and they didn't see it. In the end, the teacher received him on his behalf.

Abner also put aside the affairs of Walter, the assistant steward of the investigation commissioned by Mr. Massi, who was of unknown origin. Only send the selected part of the information that Prince Totalim has handed over to him every Sunday to delay time.

Therefore, Abner, who had nothing to do, had a rare leisure time, sitting in the office drinking coffee and reading the newspaper at hand.

As for connecting with "The Witch" Lina? It was a "Destroyer" deal, and it didn't have much to do with him. He only needs to know the result in the end.

"The gangster'Red Ghost' Tanick with a reward of 3,000 pounds was arrested. His true identity was the spy of Intis? The Ambassador of Intis, Mr. Beckland, categorically denied this."

Abner looked at the headline content of the front page of "Backlund Morning Class" and couldn't help thinking: "I remember that the'Red Ghost' Tanick is a staff member of the Eternal Blazing Sun Church stationed in Ruen, and it is of the same nature as a teacher. Identity... This is because Storm Church couldn't find the man behind the scenes, so it started with the most suspected enemy church personnel to investigate?"

As soon as he thought of this, he saw Detective Isinger opening the door and walking in. He was startled and asked hurriedly, "Teacher, why did you come back so early today?"

Detective Isinger has been going out early and returning late in recent days. It has been very hard. When Abner saw him, he thought it was also discovered by the Storm Church. He came back to pack his things and prepare to run away.

Detective Isinger saw that his student’s complexion was different. He only scanned the contents of the newspaper on the table and guessed Abner’s thoughts. He couldn’t help but laughed and cursed: “Your teacher is not Tannick’s kind who only knows to praise the sun. Fool... and I have a lot of connections in Backlund. Even if discovered by the'punisher', the Steam Church and the Dark Night Church will come forward to protect me."

"Teacher, I didn't mean that..." Abner smiled awkwardly, and then tried to change the subject, "Why did you come back so soon today?"

Detective Eisinger put his smile away when he heard the words, and said with a sigh: "I heard the obituary from Inspector Wien of the Western District Police Department when I was investigating the case at West Vilas... Today is his farewell ceremony. I will come back for a change. And then rushed to the Green Cemetery to attend the funeral..."

"Inspector Wien? I remember when he was invited to come to the public ballroom more than ten days ago... How could it be so sudden?" Abner recalled for a while, remembering that he was only at the ball. The kind old man who has met once.

"I heard that the old problem of asthma suddenly relapsed... After a week in the hospital, it didn't get better... Hey, Old Wayne is a very good person, kind, and likes to support younger generations... It's a pity." Isinger The detective shook his head and sighed.

"How can I say that Mr. Inspector also has a relationship with me. Anyway, I have nothing else to do today, so let's say goodbye to him with you." Abner said after thinking about it. Although there is no friendship, I know that I can't let the teacher go alone in such a situation.

"That's fine, go and bring me a black tie." Detective Isinger ordered.

...

In a corner of Green Cemetery, many police officers dressed in black formal wear and black ties gathered in front of a new tombstone with a black and white photo of a kind old man.

Standing at the forefront of the tomb was a lady in her thirties. Her eyes were diffident and she had no focus. She seemed to have no strength to lean on a gentleman next to her. They are the daughter and son-in-law of Inspector Wayne.

Wien's youngest son Bruce and other police officers carried the coffin and walked over and put it in the grave.

After the priest's mourning and their respective prayers, rustling, the soil began to fill up, and the black coffin was slightly covered.

Detectives Abner and Isinger stood at the end of the crowd, watching this scene with solemn expressions, silently reading the epitaph on the tombstone. But at this moment, a young man suddenly ran over from a distance. He opened his mouth, as if he was going to say something loudly.

However, his actions were not completed. Several police officers who seemed to be prepared tacitly stopped in front of the young man and pushed him to the ground from a distance.

Seeing such a scene, Abner frowned, but he did not nosy.

When the tomb was filled, the slabs were covered, and the people attending the funeral were gradually leaving, Abner was about to go out to call for a rental carriage. The young man who had been pushed down finally broke free and stumbled to the front. There was a quarrel with the pastor who presided over the funeral and Wien's family.

Detective Isinger frowned somewhat dissatisfied, and asked a familiar police officer who was chasing from behind: "Darcy, what happened? Do you need our help?"

The police officer named Darcy saw that it was Detective Isinger who was questioning, he stopped quickly, and replied after breathing a few rough breaths: "Detective Stanton, Detective Bryan, hello... I don’t need your help. , Xiao Ke of the West District Police Department of the kid, he has always claimed that Inspector Wien’s asthma was caused by man-made, and he also advocated investigating a female family member of a court noble...but obviously, his words are not convincing by a doctor."

"What he said...is there any evidence?" Out of detective habit, Isinger asked. In his cognition, if he hadn't recognized his own thoughts, the young police officer would not come to Old Wayne's funeral to make a fuss.

"If there is any evidence, the sheriff will not investigate it? You must know that most of the people in the police station have received advice and help from Wien." Darcy said, looked around, then whispered. :

"The reason Shauko holds his ridiculous conclusion is because he thinks that after the car accident on Duke Negan Avenue last week, a lady in a court noble carriage passed by him and Wien, and then their bodies were all gone. There were varying degrees of discomfort. The difference is that he survived very quickly, while Inspector Wien went to the hospital.

"He suspected that the lady was spreading an unknown toxin at the time."

Last week...Duke Negan Avenue...Car accident...Isn't this what happened that day when I went to the doctor's house to investigate? I remember that if I hadn’t used Solomon’s gold coins to increase my luck, and happened to get on a rental carriage that had just passed by the scene of a car accident, I’m afraid I would also be stuck in traffic on Duke’s Avenue in Negan... Then, would I also be sick? Then knocked over the bottle of perfume?

Thinking of this, the people who outlined a whole street in Abner's mind began to praise the tragic scene of the "primitive moon", and couldn't help but shudder in the hot weather.

After the police officer Darcy left, Detective Isinger pondered for a while and asked his student: "Witch of Pain?"

Although he couldn't tell the gods because of his busy work, and didn't know what Abner was busy with recently, he could guess that he was tracking down the witch.

"It's very likely... As far as I know, there was indeed a'Witch of Pain' who was promoted successfully last Tuesday or so. If she hadn't been able to control the power of the potion at that time, it would be normal for the overflowing extraordinary power to affect ordinary people. "Ebner replied after thinking for a while.

"I'll go to the chief of the Western District Police Department to ask the young man named Xiao Ke to have the style of the court noble badge, and I will hand it to you later." Detective Isinger struck a match, lit his pipe, and took a deep breath. .

"Thank you, teacher." Abner's eyes lit up when he heard the words. In this way, he could at least know who was in the military who was cooperating with Rey.

"I just don't want old Wien to die so unclear..." Detective Isinger sighed, and solemnly said: "This matter is left to you."

"I will do my best."

...

Xiao Ke had been escorted out of the cemetery by the police before being released.

After hesitating for a while, one of his colleagues who was usually close to him persuaded, "Xiao Ke, I know that Inspector Wien took care of you very much. You can’t accept his death... But after so many doctors’ consultations, Wien He really died of the relapse of the old disease, not the absurd reasons you made up."

"I didn't make up anything, that's the truth!" Xiao Ke distinguished loudly with red eyes.

The other police officers sneered when they heard this, and said to the colleague who had just been persuading him: "What are you telling him about? I think he is crazy. Maybe the illness he got in the car accident didn't heal, but he just turned to spirits. disease."

Xiao Ke glared bitterly at the police officers, turned around and left ~lightnovelpub.net~ He was completely disappointed in the police station, and he had to find out the truth on his own.

However, after he calmed down, he found that he had no way to start, and he didn't know how to take the first step...

Xiao Ke sat alone on the bench in the street park, clutching his hair in distress, annoyed by his incompetence in the past, regretting his incompetence...Unconsciously, he was extremely exhausted. Just sat down and fell asleep, and then had a bizarre dream.

In the dream, it seemed that an old man with an ordinary appearance handed him something and said several nouns repeatedly...

A breeze blew by, Xiao Ke struck a sharp spirit, and came to his senses, repeating words in a murmur:

"Dakot Street". "No. 14", "Lina"...

Xiao Ke shook his neck and smiled somewhat self-deprecatingly, wondering why he was still talking in sleep after waking up? Is there really something wrong with the spirit, as my colleagues said?

However, just when he was about to stand up, he was suddenly stunned, because there was an extra item in his hand that did not belong to him.