"It's mainly those powerful underworld forces, such as the Green Sun Church."

"Green Day Church?!"

"Yes, the Green Day Church must have intervened, but I don't know who they support."

"The Green Day Cult has been trying their best to break into the city hall and steal the political power. There must be some secret sons of the Green Day Cult in the city hall or the aristocracy."

"The nobles who can participate in the election are all the great nobles of Fossa City. Could they also be the dark sons of the Green Sun Cult?"

"Why is it impossible? The possibility will be smaller, but it cannot be ruled out. Even if the dark son of the Green Sun Church is not the family who is running for the campaign, he is also a member of the running family. As long as he runs for the seat of the family's city councilor, the dark son of the Green Sun Church will also It is very beneficial to Green Day Education to be able to raise all boats.”

Simon has learned a lot.

After that, Edward stopped talking about running for Congress, and chatted with Simon about parental issues. Simon left after dinner.

"Dad, didn't you invite Simon to come over this time to win him over to support us? Why didn't you tell me." Zora asked suspiciously.

"I already know Simon's attitude, there is no need to say it. The ninth inning will definitely make Simon support the Troton family. If we let him support us, it will make Simon embarrassed, which will damage the relationship between our two families.

I think Simon will be a little more important to our family than a supporter. ' Edward shook his head.

"And after Simon determines that the Troton family has no chance of winning, it will be better to ask him for his support."

"It's still Dad who can see clearly."

…

The following week was a chaotic town hall, starting with propaganda and smears in the newspapers, and then the campaigning family began to go out and hold various events in the inner city and outer city to promote it.

Later, officials of the city hall and other nobles stood on the stage of several campaign families to increase the influence of the campaign families.

Every day there are various wine bureaus, banquets, and the work of the city hall is about to stop.

And these events, invitations to banquets, Simon, and invitations are almost filling a drawer.

Simon found excuses to shirk.

Stellan is also very busy. He wants to conduct an inventory of the families who are running for Congress, and wants to find out if the running family or the people under the running family are secret sons of forces such as the Green Sun Church.

Except for a few serious old aristocrats, the patients in the consultation room have all recovered and left, and a few serious old aristocrats are almost as good.

Simon began to have a lot of leisure, leisurely every day, not listening to things outside the window, and focusing on living his own life.

"Simon, are you idle?" Simon was exercising that day when Donald suddenly appeared and greeted Simon.

"What's wrong?" Simon asked suspiciously.

"There's a case to see if you can help," Donald said.

"What case?"

"A murder case?"

"It's not a simple murder case. Can you handle it?"

"It's a little troublesome."

"Paul, practice on your own and pay attention to rest." After Simon instructed Paul, he picked up the towel to wipe the sweat off his body, and followed Donald to the side.

"Go ahead."

"We received a report this morning that an old house at No. 28 Qiangwei Street in the outer city had a strong smell of blood and stench. It was suspected that a homicide had occurred. The police in the outer city looked over and were frightened, and notified them. We, our people took a look and determined that it was an abnormal homicide.

I went and looked, it was a bit tricky. Now that the political situation is turbulent, such cases must be dealt with as soon as possible. "

"I'll give you a trip." Simon said helplessly.

The crime scene, No. 28 Qiangwei Street, is in the middle of the outer city. The people who live in these streets belong to the kind of people who are less than better than others in the outer city.

The steam car drove all the way, and soon entered the outer city, passed through the streets, and entered the Rose Street.

Here, there are no roses.

There are only one old house, and in front of the house is a big crooked tree with bare leaves. Because no one cleans it, it looks a bit desolate.

I don't know if it's the atmosphere or the psychological effect.

When Ling Chuan and the others got out of the car and walked towards the house that had been cordoned off, the air suddenly became gloomy and cold, as if there was an invisible wind, bit by bit, penetrating the flesh and scratching the bones of several people .

"Winter is coming, it's getting colder and colder," said a knight who tightened his clothes.

"Is it cold wind?"

Simon frowned, the cold wind was a bit strange, like it was blown out of the homicide house in the cordon.

They walked towards the murder house, and as soon as they entered the house, a strong smell of blood came from the surface.

Walking in and taking a look, Simon couldn't help frowning, showing a look of horror.

He also saw such a shocking murder scene.

The cramped living room and the narrow staircase were all decorated in the style of decades ago. There was nothing wrong with this. What really shocked Simon was the things covered on these things.

Blood!

Whether it's stairs, walls, floors, or even ceilings, UU reading www. As far as uukanshu.com can see, almost all of it is covered with sticky blood, and you can vaguely see the minced meat, hair, broken teeth, organ fragments...even one or **** and toes in the blood.

Simon's face was slightly pale and a little disgusting.

"I'm going, who did this, so perverted."

"I don't know, but it's definitely not human." Donald said expressionlessly.

Donald continued: "According to the results of our investigation, to create such a scene, the victim should have experienced an explosion. Combined with the confessions we got from the neighbors, there was indeed a loud noise similar to an explosion."

"It's not an ordinary explosion, is it?" Simon said while holding back his nausea, sweeping across the room.

"Yes, the fragments of the victim's body were evenly split, and there was no trace of explosion in the room, so there is only one possibility that the victim itself exploded, just like a balloon. After being blown to the limit, bang explode."

Simon frowned: "It exploded like a balloon. It's a bit unbelievable how it was done."

"Come and see this." Donald led Simon into the room.

In the center of the living room, the place where the table was originally placed was emptied, and the surrounding was full of blood and minced meat, but the blood and minced meat were cleaned up, revealing a strange pattern on the ground, with a strange depiction on it. , and a bloodied dagger.

Simon was shocked: "This is a magic circle?! There are still undissipated magic energy fluctuations on it. Someone has performed some kind of ritual here?"

"Yes, it is certain that someone carried out an evil ritual. I just don't know, whether it was the murderer who did it on purpose, or whether the victim simply committed suicide, but did not expect it to succeed."