Chapter Forty-Seven: Detective Webb
The commotion outside did not affect the three people in the room.
Enolai asked, "Professor Vilvett, where do you think it's better to start your investigation?"
"Let's start with the victim's body. β
Webb said, taking out a pair of white gloves and putting them on his hands, and walked lightly to the bed where the corpse was placed, his eyes once again focused on the shocking and heartbreaking sight.
"It's very completely segmented. β
The corpse was completely dismembered, and the torso and limbs were neatly cut apart.
"The section is clear, indicating that the dismemberer was quite skillful, and the victim himself did not resist. It is impossible to deduce whether he was killed before he could resist, or whether he was killed and then dismembered. β
"As you can see from the edges of the skin and muscles, the deceased died a little earlier than I thought. β
"There is no sign of a magic engraving that has been transplanted. β
Webb, who had entered the working state, looked focused, and even the astonishing beauty of Jin Ji did not affect his movements. His technique is so clever and swift that it is reminiscent of that of an experienced surgeon, and Inolai sighs as he sees it.
"This is a rare sight for a magician, is Professor Wilwitt interested in this?"
"It's not that I'm interested, it's that I have to be interested. Because I don't have a talent for magic, I have to make up for it in other ways. β
Calmly collect corpses, calmly examine every wound, calmlyβutter words that are cruel to every magician.
"Science is also an art, and it is equally beautiful, but unfortunately most magicians do not realize it, or do not want to admit it. For some reason, the old woman standing at the top of countless magicians said something like this.
Webber didn't respond, concentrating on piecing together the corpse, and finally he reached for the suffocatingly beautiful head of the girl in the center of the bed. When his hand touched the girl's tiny ear, Webb's hand stopped.
"Huh?"
"Did you find anything?" asked the old man.
"Golden Hime...... does not have a tympanic membrane in his ear...... And it's not like it's been taken out the day after tomorrow. β
"About this, I know a little bit of the inside story. Many magic tricks are tempered by enclosing one of the senses, and the same is true of Izeruma's secret arts. And it is used more deeply, and even engraved into the genetic traits of the offspring - the golden Ji does not have an eardrum, and the silver Ji does not have a retina. However, because of the magic, it does not affect their lives, and they can listen, see, and communicate with others in other ways. β
Although magic is gradually being left behind by modern science, there are many advantages that only magic can have.
What Inolai said just now β the substitution of magic for lost senses β is the simplest example. For example, the information of pronunciation does not go through hearing, and the image does not go through vision, and it is directly entered into the brain. Although the level of this kind of magic is not low, Izeluma is a branch of Baruyereta after all, and this kind of thing is not difficult for them.
However, if in a few decades, modern science can implant chips directly into the brain, then magic is bound to usher in another wave of decline.
"I see. In other words, the absence of an eardrum is an indispensable condition for achieving that beauty. Hearing the old woman's explanation, Webber nodded thoughtfully, "Then, we may be able to find out who the Golden Ji who appeared last night is." β
"You're trying to find it through the eardrum?" said Inolai, who was quick to respond.
"That's right, even if it's Izeluma, it's not easy to complete the tympanic membrane that is not there. β
"Instead of asking the master, it is better to ask the stupid apprentice of the master, she is an expert in this area, do you want the master to call her over?"
"Miss Aozaki Orange, don't worry, it's not too late to visit after I finish the on-site survey. β
Webb said as he left the bed that belonged to the golden hime and began to investigate the room itself.
The size of a room is about the size of a regular cafΓ©. The main furnishings in the room include a bed with a canopy, a desk with a lamp resembling a jellyfish, and several paintings by Impressionist masters. On the modest shelves are some elementary magic books. Whatever it is, it's a luxury worthy of the name of the Golden Princess, but in terms of type, it gives the impression that it is only equipped with the necessities of life.
There was a window and a door in the house. Although there is also a skylight, no matter how you look at it, people can't get in and out of it. If you want to take it into account, you might as well think about what magic tricks can penetrate walls.
The door has been broken down, and it was Grey's handiwork. As agreed, Rhaenys and Grey came to visit Golden Hime, but no one answered when they knocked on the door. Feeling bad, Rhaenys immediately ordered Grey to break down the door, and then saw the scene that was chilling from the head to the bottom of the feet.
A closer examination of several pieces of debris reveals that the door is covered with a "magic lock".
Magic locks, as the name suggests, are locks made with magic. Although there are many flaws such as high cost and difficulty in using without magic, the security is really top-notch, and the treasure vault at the headquarters of the clock tower is also used, which is a relatively common type of lock in the magic world. The biggest feature of this type of lock is that it corresponds to the wavelength of the individual's mana, in other words-
"Golden Hime's room can only be opened by Golden Ji herself, which means that it is a 'secret room killing' - is it really a design of unknown meaning?"
Murder in a closed room in the conventional sense is an impossible crime, but the existence of a magician cannot be measured in a conventional sense. In the case of this secret room, if you want to kill the people inside from the outside of the door, you need as many methods as you want, and a complex fluid operation or air operation is enough to kill people invisibly.
"Did it have to be a secret room, or was it just a coincidence?"
Webber just squatted and fell into deep thought, but after thinking for a while, he still had no clue. When he decided to give up, he found Shinji, who had been standing as a stake, coming to him at some point, leaning on the shards of the door panel and sniffing something.
"When did you get into the habit of Sfen?" said the boy who had been mixed with the blood of the beast, and what he liked most was to identify things by smell.
"Because I found something strange. β
Carefully scrape the ground with your gloved hand to gather some kind of powdery object together, then cut off the thumb of the other glove and pour the powder into it and wrap it.
"Although there is only a little bit left, you can feel the unique atmosphere of the age object, and the history is definitely more than 1,000 years. β
Hearing Shinji say this, Webber also paid attention, he took out a magnifying glass, stared at the ash itself as if he was enchanted, and finally put a little bit of it in his mouth with his hand.
Shinji couldn't help complaining: "You also say that I'm like Sfen, aren't you similar." β
ββ¦β¦β
Webber ignored Shinji, his mouth moved for a moment, he spat the powder on his hand, and muttered quietly.
ββ¦β¦ Ah, that's what it looks like. β
PS: First the empress, then Fujino, all of them failed in vain, today is the last day of Fujino, do you want to charge money?Tangled, tangled, I haven't had krypton gold since 2018, because the depth of the warehouse is enough, and there is less and less desire for krypton. Intellectually speaking, a single four-star pool is too cost-effective, emotionally speaking, Fujino is spicy and cute, in the end, krypton or not?