Chapter 554 Cornwall

  After finishing Graki, Duanmuhuai set off again and embarked on a journey to Cornwall.

  As for the follow-up completion of this commission, he has handed it over to the Foundation—to put it simply, two twisted killers are here in the name of opening a hotel, wantonly hunting down the guests who come here. Unfortunately, Mr. James also became one of the victims, and the arrival of Duanmuhuai and other investigators made them nervous. In order to destroy the evidence, they attacked Duanmuhuai and other investigators and were killed instead.

  As for the scars on the corpses, they came from the vicious and twisted abuse of the two murderers.

  Well, if it is put on the newspaper, it is almost such a story for the public.

  This is also very normal, and it's better than saying "two cultists who worship the Old Ones from aliens are here to transform tourists into zombies".

  By the way, the foundation did not complain about Duanmuhuai, because Duanmuhuai burned all the alien corpses, including Glaaki's. It can be said that the only thing recovered by the foundation is the alien city. In fact, they hope to capture this monster alive for investigation and research. But for Duanmuhuai... this is of course impossible.

  The reason why he chose to give the live Migos to the Foundation is because Migos are a race. Duanmuhuai does not have a fleet in this world, so it is impossible to exterminate Migos for the time being, and there are a lot of Migos, so one or two less is harmless.

   But Glaaki is only a rare creature. Of course, for the Inquisition Chamber, the best way for such rare creatures is to completely exterminate them.

   After all, as long as they are extinct, they will not harm humans.

   As for how rare and important it is, the Inquisition doesn't care about that.

  The foundation is very dissatisfied with this, but as a judge, Duanmu Huai will not back down in this regard. After all, he and the foundation are only in a cooperative relationship. If you are dissatisfied, you can die yourself. It's none of my business.

   "Woo..."

   But sitting in the carriage, Mary thought a little silently. Subconsciously, she reached out and stroked her belly, her mind was in chaos.

  What kind of imprint is that?

  Mary doesn't remember when she had this mark, she remembers that she didn't have it before, and she doesn't know when it appeared.

  By the way...is this a tattoo?

  As a lady from a good family, Mary of course has always kept her distance from such things. She never thought that she would get a tattoo one day. It is conceivable that if Charlie and Ashelika saw it, they would definitely faint directly. Having said that... the one who wants to faint the most should be myself.

   Is there a tattoo like this after joining the Inquisition?

  Marie also secretly asked Lorena, but facing her question, Lorena seemed very confused.

   "I haven't seen anything similar, and Miss Kanami, Miss Leah, and others don't seem to have similar marks on them."

  Although they are all unfamiliar names, the question is what is it?

   Mary already knew the meaning of the skull and the warhammer when she watched "Introduction to the Inquisition's Corporate Culture", so it must be something from the Inquisition, but she was somewhat hesitant to talk about it with Duanmuhuai. After all, I am still a girl, talking about the pattern on my lower abdomen with other men... This kind of thing is still a bit too embarrassing for a girl.

"What's wrong?"

   Perhaps sensing Mary's gaze, Duanmuhuai looked at her, while Mary was stunned for a moment, then shook her head.

   "No, no, nothing..."

  While talking, Mary lowered her head, but soon, she thought of something again, looked at Duanmuhuai and said.

   "Ah, by the way, Mr. Duanmu, I have something to discuss with you."

"What's up?"

   "It's like this, I want to write this trip into a novel..."

  What Mary told Duan Muhuai was the idea she had before, that is to become Watson next to Holmes, record cases, and then write them into novels. But it was the first time Duanmuhuai heard it, and I have to say that he also rarely showed a surprised expression.

   "Are you going to write these investigations into a novel?"

"Yes; is that ok??"

   "I'm fine, but I have some advice."

   "Advice?"

   "That's right, first of all the characters that appear in it, except you and me, must be pseudonyms."

   "I know that."

   After all, personal privacy and personal information also need to be protected, not to mention that what Duanmuhuai and Mary are dealing with is not an ordinary crime like Sherlock Holmes.

   "Also, about the monsters inside, you can't write their real names."

   "Huh? Can't you write?"

"That's right, things like these outer gods are very sensitive in this regard. If you write their names and they are seen by readers, when they recognize this name, they may become evil gods and gods." The target of the monsters. So even if it is a record, you can't write down their real names."

   "Sounds like a curse."

   "In fact, it's almost the same. Your current thinking is basically equivalent to rewriting a Necronomicon."

   "The Necronomicon? What is that, it feels like a magic book, I just want to write a storybook..."

   "It doesn't matter. In short, just write according to what I said, and then it will be fine... What are you going to do about publishing? If necessary, I can help."

   "That's fine, but I'd like to try submitting for publication myself."

   "Then it depends on your own strength."

  Hearing this, Lorena who was next to her also moved over excitedly.

   "Miss Mary, are you going to be a writer?"

   “I just prefer to write stories.”

Mary wasn't lying, she loved writing stories as a child, Charlie was her first reader, and in fact one of her future career plans was to be able to publish her own novels and become a writer - of course, From the current point of view, I am afraid that I am going to become a horror writer.

   "Can I also appear in it?"

   "Of course, as long as Miss Lorena allows me to use your name."

   "No problem! This is the first time I see my name appearing in a novel, it will be very interesting, come on, Miss Mary!"

After talking about this topic, the two girls chatted enthusiastically. It seems that Lorena actually likes reading books... Well, it's not surprising, after all, it is impossible for a person who hates books to carry a The book is running around, and it's always making people look bad with it.

  ...... This should be regarded as liking, right?

  The rest of the journey was smooth sailing. During the lively chat between Lorena and Mary, the group finally arrived in Cornwall. And met the client—Mr. Best Hank.

Earl Best is a white-haired old man who is more than seventy years old, and the reason why he invited Duan Muhuai to help is also very simple - the Hanke family is considered a famous family in this generation, although at the government level, they are not He has the power to govern here, but how should I put it... This is a bit like the rich gentry in ancient China, because they controlled the industries in the nearby ten miles and eight towns, so they had a lot of influence.

Because of this, after the vampire incident happened in Cornwall, and the police investigation was ineffective, the angry old man said that he wanted to investigate by himself, and then learned about Duanmuhuai from the baroness who had a similar experience. invited him here.

   "I have some reputation here. If you encounter trouble, you can report my name. If the other party refuses to help, then contact me directly."

  Although he is an old man in his seventies, Earl Best still has a mighty aura, and he looks quite tough.

   "It doesn't matter, but Mr. Best, what do you think?"

"what are you saying?"

   "About vampires, honestly, do you believe it?"

   "Frankly? I don't quite believe it."

  Earl Best gave the answer without hesitation.

   "And, wouldn't it be silly if vampires really existed?"

"oh?"

"Look, isn't the vampire in the legend a cunning and evil monster? If they really want to control this area, they can come to me, turn me into their servant, and then kill all the city government employees. Transformation, and then you can do whatever you want here? But those victims are just some workers, isn’t that stupid?”

Indeed, as Earl Best said, if the legendary vampires really have this ability, the local power faction should be transformed first. In other words, even if the mayor goes out, he may not necessarily be followed by bodyguards. People like Earl Best were surrounded by crowds when they went out in the Middle Ages. In this era, there may not be many guards.

  So for vampires, it is much easier to attack these people in power on the ground in modern times than before.

   "So what do you think?"

"Honestly? I don't know. If I was a few decades younger, maybe I would think it might be some gangster thing. But I'm older, I've seen a lot, and I know There are also existences that we cannot understand. Since the Baroness of Baskerville highly recommends you, I don't think you are the kind of fool who cheats, and I am old, and I don't want to explore those secrets anymore. The only thing I want to do now is All we have to do is hope that this land will return to peace..."

   Having said this, Earl Best heaved a sigh of relief.

"You may not know it, but the city was not like this before. Even at night, people would go out, go to bars, watch football, or go on dates in cafes. But now, after night falls, everyone is The doors are closed, even the shops are closed, looking down from me, it’s pitch black below, and those who didn’t know thought the whole city was destroyed just like that.”

   As he spoke, Earl Best looked out of the window, his snow-white brows raised high.

"Honestly, I don't know if this is a monster, or if it's a gang fight, or something, I just want this to end, so I invite you all to come, if you can help me with this That's all, that's all I ask for."

   "Thank you for your understanding, we will find a way to deal with this problem."

  Maybe it was because he was getting old. After meeting and chatting with Duanmuhuai and others for a while, Earl Best went to rest. At this time, Duanmuhuai picked up the black tea in hand and shrugged his shoulders.

   "I have to say that it is convenient to deal with such a smart person. He is really an ideal client."

   "The ideal client?"

  Hearing this, Mary, who was holding a notebook in her hand, tilted her head curiously and looked at Duanmuhuai.

"Yes, in fact, investigators often encounter various clients, but many of them are the kind of idiots who can't see the reality. For example, it is obviously not the case, but he insists on us to report the situation. Simply put , This is like forcing the doctor to tell the doctor that no matter what disease he diagnoses, he must tell the other party that it is just a cold, otherwise he will be furious...Of course, when I encounter such a client, I have already thrown him out."

   After all, Duanmuhuai is not a vegetarian either.

"alright."

  After drinking the black tea, Duanmu Huai stood up.

   "Next, let's start the investigation."

  (end of this chapter)