Section 482: Performance V.
"Huh, is the bishop of the Anonymous clan looking for Chang Chang?" Marceau looked really curious, but no matter how curious he was, everyone could only watch Long Cheng get into the carriage and go to the temple area.
"Gaga, I'm going to take a look at the market area. Now that the butler had left, Marceau was ready to go to the Agent's side to hand in the task, and considering Gaga, Marceau made a point to explain.
Raising his head from playing Marus's 'job', Gaga nodded, looking at Marceau expectantly: "Does Mr. Marceau want Gaga to guard the door?"
Maybe it was seeing the expectant look in the eyes of this little thing, Marceau smiled and shook his head: "There's no need, there are so many people looking at the hotel door, it's not your turn to help, come out with me, I'll take you to buy something delicious." β
"Wow!" Garga lifted Marus excitedly, trotted all the way to Marceau, and happily followed Marceau out of the hotel.
Seeing the figure of a cat and a cub disappear behind the wooden door, Flame stood up and picked up her short sword from her side, and the cat girl walked past Sasagar's side: "Anyway, now that the city gate is closed, we can't leave, so I'll go out for a walk, and if there is anything, you can use the carrier pigeon to inform me." β
After speaking, without waiting for Sasagar to answer, Flame strode out of the hotel.
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As for why the bishop is looking for him, he has thought a lot about it, but he didn't think that this stranger, who had never met before, would think of seeing him.
So, after getting out of the carriage, Higashi followed a priest who had come to pick him up and walked into the church of the Anonymous Clan.
In the middle of the hall, the Bishop was met by a long time, a human being, which was really rare, and the vast majority of those who believed in Anonymous were usually steppe elves. There are only a very small number of human beings who believe in the Anonymous Clan, and the human beings who can achieve the position of bishop are definitely like a scaly phoenix.
"Little one, welcome to the Anonymous Sanctuary, you and I are both Shepherds of His Highness, so don't be too restrained. The old man smiled and leaned over to look at the old man. And Chang Chang looked at the old man a little shyly: "Elder, do you have anything to do with me?"
"Well, of course, I heard that you, along with Miss Yang of Palo Ernst, participated in the re-enactment of the scene of the multiple assassination victims, right?"
"Yes, Elder. Regarding this, Long Yuan nodded as a matter of course.
"Very well, I asked His Highness about the situation. He has recommended you to me, little one, and although I personally feel that a child of your age should not know so much, His Highness's guidance has never been missed, so I look forward to you breaking my prejudices. β
"Of course, elders, may I ask where the victim is. "I feel that I have studied biology for 12 years, and I have dissected at least 1,000 'corpses' in the virtual learning system. Definitely will not let this elder's prejudice become true.
"Come with me, we'll cut corners. The elder finished. As soon as you reach out, you will find a portal made of positive energy.
Higashi walked in after the elder, and found himself in front of a very nice big house, full of city guards and guards, and some guys who didn't look like anything good were rummaging around.
"Welcome to Gilfield's house, if it's a normal day, that fat guy will surely come and kiss the beautiful calfskin boots on your feet. But now he could only lie in the center of the ice circle and wait for the autopsy. As he spoke, the elder stretched out his hand and waved away a few villains-looking fellows, who at first wanted to come up to confirm their identities, but after seeing the insignia of the Anonymous Bishop and the Saint on the old man's chest, he immediately scattered.
"Is he dead?" asked Chang Kuang, curiously.
"That's right. He, and his four sons died, three of them in the house, and the last young son died in another place, and of course the little unfortunate boy is not in our hands. β
Since he was going to see the scene, he followed the elder into the big house, where a big man was lying in a pool of blood in the center of the living room, and the fragments of a beautiful half-rotten lampshade were scrambled to insert them in their master's chest at some point.
Long looked up at the ceiling, the hook of the lampshade was broken, so Long looked around, and finally found the fragment under the sofa, Long confirmed it, and found that the hook fragment was broken, it should be a firearm like a musket.
"You say this dead man because the hood of the lamp above his head fell on his body...... There are gunshots on the breakpoint, and it doesn't seem like it's easy, so be careful. The elder took the report in his hand, and the long one continued her examination: "The murderer is very interesting, this hook doesn't look like it's easy to hit, but it just hits, and it's attacked from top to bottom, and the murderer came down from upstairs?"
"yes, coming down from upstairs. The old man nodded, acknowledging the long-standing conjecture.
"Elder, I would like to confirm the death records of all the victims of the Filgir family. "I have a long and serious saying - if you want to restore the truth, you must know who is the first to die, and only in this way can you truly restore the truth.
"Then come with me, little one. The old man took him to the top floor, pushed open the door of the study, and pointed to the desk in the center of the room: "The head of the Gilfield family died on that table." β
Long time stepped forward to take a look, of course, the body had not been removed, which allowed the little girl to see the cause of his death very clearly - a crossbow bolt pierced the right side of his skull, and a shot entered the soul, and the dead could not die again.
"The killer appears to have come in through a window on the side. Turning to the right side of the room, she looked at the white-stained window frame: "There are no fingerprints, or that the murderer is very sophisticated, and he has already put on gloves beforehand." β
"That's right, your point of view is the same as that of the guards. The old man smiled and nodded, then watched as he knelt on the carpet and gently stroked the nearby carpet: "Did you find anything?"
"There are almost no footprints on the carpet, and I noticed that you left deep enough footprints on the carpet when you came in, and there are other big man's footprints here, but in this one...... There were no other footprints, only the tip of the toe pointing to the side of the window, which proved that either the inward footprints had been trodden on by them, or that the murderer was a small human creature, such as a dwarf or a halfling, whose footprints were small and not weighing enough to make them long enough to leave footprints on the heavy, soft carpet. He stood up and looked at the old man and said, "Who died next and where." β
"His eldest son, in the isolation room. β
Hearing the answer, he walked to the quarantine and glanced at the large man lying straight on the carpet facing the door, wearing only a nightgown with a crossbow featherless tail in the middle of his forehead.
"Well, I never knew that the eldest son of the Gilfield family would have the habit of sleeping naked. Maybe it was embarrassment, and the old man sighed helplessly.
"Please don't worry too much, this one's size is already living up to the average race. While smiling, he said that he didn't mind the parts that couldn't be covered by his pajamas and stepped on the carpet: "The carpet is very thick and soft, and it is indeed very foot-friendly, but in this way, when this toothpick boy falls on the ground, the people downstairs are afraid that they will not know what is going on." β
"Yes, downstairs is the tea room, and the servants who were cleaning the tea room at the time said they didn't hear anything. β
"Quiet, elegant, no sound outside the window. Chang Chang smiled, then withdrew his attention from the one-meter-eight half-elf: "What about the next victim." β
"When we came up, the one who fell around the corner of the hallway, the private security guard of the Gilfield family. β
So Chang Kuang quickly came to the position where the deceased was kneeling, squatted down, and confirmed the puncture wound under his right rib: "The murderer was waiting for him here around the corner, when he came...... The little murderer pierced his ribs with a broad-bladed dagger or a dagger or something like that, and then broke his neck when he fell to his knees in pain. Looking at the dead man who was looking behind him from an unnatural angle, Long suddenly tugged at the family heirloom hair on his head as if he had thought of somethingβwait a minute, crossbow arrows, stab wounds, and little men...... Does this sound so familiar?
Marceau, where the hell did you bad cat go last night? )