As the pace gradually increased, Freya, Andre, and Al silently marched from the brightly lit place to the place where the night was shrouded.

The end of their trip is the backstreet of the supervision area in the southwest of Xinlan City, a small block not far from the coastal block, where most of the buildings are low-rise, and there are several abandoned docks near the coast, because most of the buildings here are warehouses for storing goods and various engine parts, so almost no one comes here except for the horse fleet of the Truf harbor, after all, no one wants to come here to smell the pungent smell of sea and rust corrosion.

A few minutes ago, just as Freya and Al were about to return to the "Bunny Candy House" after reuniting, Freya's communicator sounded a somewhat heavy voice from Teacher Conrad.

It turned out that during the period when Li Shiyi was tracking the magician, another homicide occurred in the back street of the supervision area, which was the third one that happened in recent days, and the victims were all the guards of the Haijie Prison without exception, and their deaths were bizarre and strange, and it has not been determined who the murderer is.

"Senior Sister Freya, will there be any connection between tonight's case and what happened to Senior Li Shiyi?" Andre's feet spewed out a blue wake, carrying him off the ground and through the streets.

Freya and Al are running to speed up.

"I don't know," Freya replied crisply, "I'm not a detective, if you want to know, I'll ask the guy who likes to be alone!"

Despite the dimming of the light, André could clearly see the distribution of buildings in the area through his high-tech glasses, so that they did not end up in a dead end.

Al, who was at the bottom, was silent all the way, and he couldn't let go of those minotaurs in his heart, although he also wanted to follow in the footsteps of Li Shiyi to follow the guy named Raphael, but the current situation did not allow him to do that.

"It's here!" Andre, who was on a high place, noticed the situation ahead and immediately reminded the two behind him.

Sure enough, after turning around an old-fashioned warehouse, a neat line of Imperial soldiers appeared in front of them, judging from the emblems on their iron armor, it should be the soldiers of the Crusaders, and behind these soldiers in charge of guarding was the scene of the crime.

Three or four wide carriages were parked under a large banyan tree on the shore, and four or five medical personnel in white shirts passed and went, in addition to two officials in the uniform of the Sea Prison, and the familiar teacher Conrad.

The sea breeze on the blue sea blew, rustling the dense branches and leaves, some like the whispers of sea ghosts, adding a touch of terror to the depths.

Without any obstruction, under the leadership of Mr. Conrad, the group of three smoothly entered the area within the cordon.

"How's the situation over there?" Conrad asked first.

"What else could that guy do?" Freya looked a little upset, "Maverick is used to being a maverick, and we can't keep track of his whereabouts. ”

"For a team, the most important thing is unity," Conrad looked at the three of them, "Li Shiyi's mission was sent to him by me, and I also ordered him to keep it secret from you, there are some things that are only suitable for him to do, as for the few of you, I have other tasks to give you." ”

Conrad stopped, his gaze past the medical staff in front of him, and fell on the three prison guards standing upright around the big banyan tree, who stood as if they were asleep.

"Mr. Conrad, what about the crime scene?" Andre looked around and found no body of the victim.

"Haven't you noticed yet?" Conrad stroked the short whisker on his chin, "take a closer look." ”

"Could it be the three prison guards?" Andre pushed his high-tech glasses to his head, and according to the analysis in the glasses, the three men no longer had normal human body temperatures, in other words, they were already three cold corpses.

"The large arteries in the neck were cut flatly, but there was not a trace of blood visible on the outside of the body, and according to the medical staff, some of the blood in their bodies was inexplicably lost, or it could be said that something had sucked it up. ”

"I think I've seen this kind of death somewhere!" Freya stared at the three corpses with a frightened expression, and as a girl, she was not afraid at all.

"In the death dossier provided by the Sea Prison," Conrad's voice lowered, "in the last few days of our mission, in every successive assassination of prison guards in the Imperial Capital, the victims have died in this way. ”

"Is there any special implication?" asked Andrei.

"The perverted killer's special fetish is just that, I have reason to suspect that the ravens did it. Freya gripped the straps of her crossbody bag tightly.

"No, there is not enough evidence to make a conclusion, although our main target is the Raven Organization, but we can't mix too many personal feelings at a critical time," Conrad kicked away a pebble next to him, "As far as I know, the Raven people are mostly assassinating some high-status objects, and I don't think it will arouse their interest in these little minions." ”

The three of them listened quietly to Mr. Conrad's analysis and did not interject.

"This assassin is not so much an aimless murderer as an 'artist', a 'perverted artist', perhaps in his heart that is how he sees himself. ”

"Artist, Mr. Conrad, you're not mistaken, are you?" said Freya, who couldn't believe her ears.

"As a member of the criminal investigation team in Xinlan City, my profession allows me to call that guy that," Conrad's face grim, "You carefully observe the state, posture, and surroundings of these three people, and then put them together to see what they look like?"

After a moment of silence, Freya covered her mouth as if she had received an electric shock, and there was a slight horror in her eyes.

"Could it be Alvard Munch's famous painting 'Scream'!"

"Yes, I also vaguely saw the shadow of "Crucifixion" and "Hand of God" in several other assassination cases, and this perpetrator is not so simple. ”

Conrad looked in the direction of the turquoise sea, where there was no light on a single ship, and the all-engulfing darkness surged across the sea, like the sea of death where hell buried the undead.

Instead of participating in the boring analysis of the case, Al walked alone to the side of the protective chain, white waves tumbling under the stone platform, rolling waves hovering like ghosts on the silent sea.

Al looked worried, the cold touch of the chain lingering between his fingers, and no one knew what he was thinking.

"Mr. Conrad, have you come to any conclusion?"

A chubby middle-aged man passed behind Al, disrupting his thoughts and causing Al to look sideways, because the sound was harsh, like the noise of a piece of iron being thrown into a spinning bucket.

The middle-aged man wore a uniform similar to that of the deceased, and he was also a prison guard in the Sea Prison, but his official rank was higher than that of the dead guys.

"Not yet, the scene has undergone meticulous cleaning, coupled with the sea breeze and water vapor, some small traces have completely disappeared, and I still need some time to sort out the clues to get the results you want. Conrad didn't even look back, and seemed to have some disdain for the man.

"Does it take time?" hehe," the man chuckled, his fat belly bobbing up and down, "yes, of course I'm okay here, but I have to ask Lord Cook for advice, after all, the royal family appointed the people of your Imperial Military Academy to protect Lord Cook, and even if something goes wrong, I can't blame it." ”

Hearing the man's words, Al's brows couldn't help frowning, I have to say that this voice sounded really harsh, and the scale armor of the "steel bone" in his left hand kept opening and closing as if it was alive.

"Are all the people in the Sea Prison your virtue?!" Freya snorted, glaring angrily at the pot-bellied greasy man.

Freya's words also attracted the attention of the other Sea Prison guards, who were somewhat unkind, and it was difficult for arrogant people to be kind to others, even their own partners.

"Freya," Conrad shook his head at Freya, "I said, now is not the time for infighting!"

"But—" Freya was unwilling, and she had always been hot-tempered, like a powder keg.

Andre also touched Freya and motioned for her not to continue, Teacher Conrad had his own way of coping.

"Samoyed, I say it one last time, we are entrusted by the royal family to help investigate the case and find relevant clues, as for Lord Cook, who protects you, we are only assisting your prison guards, so far we are still working together, if you have a complaint and can report to the royal family, we are happy to get out of this troubled waters. ”

"If the Sea Prison still wants to continue to receive help from the Imperial Military Academy, then please stand quietly on the side, even if you can't help here, it is better to send a few more men to help dispose of the bodies of your fallen colleagues. ”

Samoyed wanted to interject, but Conrad's last words completely blocked his mouth.

Hearing that this guy's name was "Samoyed", except for a few guards from the Sea Prison, the rest of the people, including the usually serious Crusaders, couldn't help but laugh.

"How did this guy take a dog's name, hahaha. ”

The medical staff whispered something to the eye, which immediately drew a resentful stare from Samoyed.

"Okay, Conrad, the captain of the special squad Ichiban, I will definitely cooperate with you and fully cooperate," Samoyed's words were a little gritted, "By the way, I would like to remind you that the most important festival of the Joses Empire, the 'Lantern Festival of All Nations', is about to be held, I hope you can catch the murderer as soon as possible, otherwise there will be no bad impact at that time, and the wrath of the royal family is not something you and I can bear." ”

"Thanks for reminding me, I'm in my own hands. ”

Conrad turned, and Samoyed blushed and left the crowd's view.

After a small storm passed, the people who dealt with the scene of the crime continued to be busy step by step.

"Yes, time flies so fast, and in a blink of an eye, the 'Wanbang Lantern Festival' will be held. Al pounded thoughtfully on the chains.

Al did not yearn for this festival, which he had only heard of but had never seen, and he had the impression that most of the "festivals" were just the revelry of the rich and the grievances of the poor.