162. Investigations

"Princess, I wonder if you can elaborate?"

At this time, Dai Li "seems" to finally remember that there is a high-level model artist here, and the expression on her face changed, and she changed to a soft smile again, "Your Excellency, I will be happy to help you." But I only heard that there were a large number of people involved this time, and the city lord was determined to catch the murderer, so he couldn't listen to the advice of others at all. ā€

"Then what does the city lord plan to do with the suspect?"

"I've only heard a rough mention of this information from Bain, and I don't know much about the details."

With that, she sighed faintly, her face full of sadness, and glanced at Jesse worriedly.

Looking at Dailie's expression, you can know how nervous she is about this brother, if even she can't get Jesse out, it means that this incident is really tricky.

Du Yuhan estimated that he couldn't ask for any useful information, so he saluted respectfully, "I understand, thank you for informing." ā€

Dai Li smiled and returned the salute, turned her head and reprimanded Jesse a few words, and told him some precautions, and then left Shi Shiran accompanied by the jailer.

The two of them, who were still alive just now, became depressed after learning the news, and they didn't even feel in the mood to talk about it. For a moment, there was an eerie silence in the cell.

Seeing this, Du Yuhan couldn't help but chuckle a few times, and then sighed softly.

It seems that they are determined to stay a few more days, and I don't know if the tournament will be over by then.

In other words, in the face of such force majeure factors, Lin Dot's side should not say that he is passive and slacking off, right?

I hope I don't disqualify him......

*****

Ten days later-

"Look at you rookie, even the styling is so bad."

"You're amazing? Do you try it in shackles? ā€

"I didn't do it that ugly with my shackles, look at your wiring!"

"Why don't you say your material? A big mess! ā€

"You know what? I call it art! ā€

"Cut!"

Listening to the routine noise of the two bear children, Du Yuhan looked up at the gorgeously decorated ceiling of the cell and was stunned.

A few days ago, the judge interrogated the suspects in custody one by one, including Du Yuhan. The questions asked were none other than those - what were you doing? Can there be witnesses? What is the relationship with the deceased? There have been no conflicts or anything like that lately.

Most of the suspects have been released after interrogation, but for some reason, only a few of them remain in custody.

The inquisitor summoned the three men at a fixed time every day, asked them the questions as if they were routine, and then put them in a cell.

During this time, Kevin came to visit every day, but the meeting time was limited, and he could not talk about any topics in depth. It's just that as time went by, he could clearly feel that Kevin's mood was getting more and more irritable, but he really didn't think of anything to do other than try to appease him.

It's not enough to encourage Kevin to rob the prison, right? At that time, whether he was a murderer or not, he must have been put in prison.

Compared with Du Yuhan's worries, John and Jesse expressed their affection. From the panic and anxiety at the beginning, to the calm and calm now, the two children have adapted to prison life.

I thought that ten days had passed, and the finals would definitely be over as planned, so it was useless to be nervous, so it was better to enjoy it. Although the prison was well fed and lived, there were no entertainment facilities, and the two began to study the model again.

It's rare to face a high-level modeler, and it's a fool not to take advantage of this opportunity.

"Idiot, didn't I say before that the wiring should be dominated by four sides? What's going on with your chrysanthemum-like dot and wire connection? ā€

"Do you need to say it? Then you tell me what else can you do with this? ā€

"Stupid, delete the line! Won't you merge? ā€

"Are you blind? Merging has a multifaceted face. ā€

"Then you won't add a wire separation!"

"I—"

The fierce argument was particularly loud in the empty aisle, and Du Yuhan was so noisy that he couldn't help but glance at John. Suddenly, a strange trace caught his attention.

Hey? What is that?

He frowned, "John, you pull up your hair and turn the back of your neck for me to see." ā€

"Back of the neck?" Although he was very confused by Du Yuhan's order, he still did as he was told.

I saw a palm-sized pink mark on the back of John's white neck. The traces are not deep, and they can't be seen clearly without looking closely. From the depth of the imprint, it doesn't look like a mosquito bite or skin allergies, but more like some kind of character.

Du Yuhan's brows furrowed even deeper.

What's going on?

"Your Excellency, what's wrong with the back of my neck?" Seeing that Du Yuhan didn't reply for a long time, John couldn't help but become anxious, and even Jesse next door couldn't help but look out. However, due to the location, I can't see anything famous at all.

"It's okay, I read it wrong." Du Yuhan smiled soothingly, but he had an idea in his heart.

He remembers that when they first met, he didn't have it on him, which means it wasn't a birthmark. I didn't pay attention to it a few days ago, and I don't know how long it has been there.

Anyway, he couldn't understand the weird characters, so he just waited for Kai Wenming to come to visit and see what was famous.

As soon as he made up his mind, he heard a chaotic footsteps from far and near.

Isn't today's arraignment over?

Why is it here again?

However, this time it was not the inquisitor, but two people, one tall and one short, but their appearances were hidden under their cloaks, and they could not be seen clearly at all.

The jailer who led the front smiled flatteringly, "Mr. Du Yuhan, someone has come to visit you." ā€

Du Yuhan was even more puzzled.

Come and see him?

Except for Kevin, who will come to see him these days, no one else will really come over.

Before he could react, the jailer opened the cell and motioned for the two to enter.

Looking at the mysterious dress of the comer, just like a modern star worried about the paparazzi following him, and the tightness of the fully armed bag, Du Yuhan couldn't help but burst out laughing.

The short figure stiffened, his fists tightened, and although he didn't speak, he seemed to be annoyed by Du Yuhan's faux pas.

Seeing this, the tall man immediately waved the jailer back, and then set up a circle in the four corners of the cell. With a click, he crushed the magic bead in his hand, and the entire prison was wrapped in a layer of gray film.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Your Excellency." The tall man saluted respectfully and slowly removed his hood.

Hey? This voice is not-

"Mr. Ringston?" Looking at Lingston's smiling face, Du Yuhan was a little unable to come back to his senses.

Since Ringston is here, isn't this short man ......

*****

"City Lord David?"

Vic stiffened and crouched in the dark part of the cavern, and took a sip of warm water before feeling a lot warmer, "Doesn't he rarely go out?" How did you find the altar here? ā€

"He suspects that the regent has something to do with the Shadow Forces, and he has sent someone to investigate it before." Kevin sat at the entrance of the cave where he was hiding, keeping an eye out for the situation outside, "but I accidentally found these altars." ā€

"Haven't you already rejected him? Why did the third watch come over again in the middle of the night? Vic tightened the dog's egg in his arms, trying to warm it up.

"Because I suspect the murder has something to do with these energies." Kevin rubbed his cold hands together and let out a hot breath.

At first, he was able to stay home and wait for news. But after waiting for many days and still not having news of the release, Kevin, who couldn't bear it, decided to take the initiative.

After many investigations, he sensed the shadow energy on a hill somewhere outside the city, which was at its strongest in the middle of the night. It's just that during the day, he explored in the name of tourism, but he didn't find any clues at all.

Kevin guessed that those strange ceremonies must only be held at night, and it is estimated that the altar will only be manifested at night.

They were lying in ambush near a shadow altar at this time, and the cold outside the suburbs after nightfall was terrible, but they could not use any means of heating, so they could only crouch in place and grit their teeth.

If you can figure out the source of this energy, and you can't find out the murderer by touching the vine, then you can take Du Yuhan away from here.

Thinking about it, Kevin felt that any pain could be endured.

It's just that for the weaker Vic, it's simply physical and mental torture. He trembled like a sieve, and could only pour hot water desperately, and even the dog in his arms was strangled by him and couldn't help but squeak.

"You can't shut up the dogs in ten seconds, and I'd love to help you." Kevin glanced at the dog.

The dog's hair was so cold that it was silent.

"You think I'm willing to be cold here?" Teeth chattered, Vic relaxed the strength of his hand, and the dog took the opportunity to swoop out.

"Then why are you following?" Kevin raised an eyebrow.

ā€œā€¦ā€¦ Hum! Vic suddenly turned his head.

Of course, he had his own plans, but there was no need to explain them to others.

Kevin didn't bother to pay attention to Vic's careful thoughts, in his opinion, Du Yuhan's matter was the most important. It was estimated that the time was almost now, and just as he wanted to release his divine sense to investigate the situation, a soft light mist appeared on the flat ground not far away.

The two exchanged a look.

Here it comes!

The light mist on the ground started out the size of a face, but as time went on, it slowly spread outward, and its color became darker and darker. It was a pale beige, then a dark green, then a dark blue. Finally, a large area of inky purple light with a diameter of nearly three meters slowly rotated on the dark yellow sand.

Suddenly, the burning sensation on his right wrist made Kevin frown slightly, and he looked down to find that the binding spell had been activated.

What's going on? He didn't use the shadow energy at all, why-

Before he could think about it, there was a loud bang, and a surging shock wave burst out from the center of the light mist. In an instant, the surrounding sand and sand covered the sun, and the two hurriedly lowered their heads to dodge, but they were still inevitably choked.

The pungent dust caused the two of them to cough, and when Kevin opened his sour eyes and looked again, he realized that the thick layer of light had dissipated. And where the light mist was just now, a huge magic array with intricate patterns was slowly circulating, emitting a dark purple light.

Vic was shocked.

"This, this is ......"

"What's wrong?"

"There's something wrong with this circle."

Kevin's eyes flashed, "What's the problem?" ā€

Vic stared at the circle, his face a little ugly.

It's not that he has never seen such a large magic circle, but if he wants to activate such a large formation in a short period of time, and if it is controlled remotely, he will either be at least a high-level professional or above, or he will be provided with enough energy in advance.

Kevin looked down and thought about it.

In this continent, there are very few high-level and high-level professionals, and I don't know if there are fifty of them in total, and the chances of coming to this third-level city to do this kind of thing are very small. Combined with the information provided by David before......

"Dry corpse." Kevin looked up at the array.

"What?" Vic blinked.

Kevin tightened the bandage on his right wrist, and the tingling pain made him a little uncomfortable, "The master of the magic circle once sent people to dig up a large number of energy stones, but they were stopped by the city lord halfway. In order to ensure that the ceremony could be held normally, he started people's ideas. ā€

The energy provided directly by life is much greater than that provided by ores. It's just that the spells that involve the transformation of life energy are too powerful, and all of them are labeled as forbidden evil arts, and although many professionals are eager to try, they can only be deterred.

But for the Shadow Sect, which itself belongs to the "evil arts", it doesn't make much difference whether it is used or not.

It's just that this forbidden technique of transforming life energy has been lost for a long time, and I also learned about it from those ancient books by accident, but I didn't expect the owner of the magic circle to be able to put it into practice.

Kevin couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth.

Interesting.

Not much interested in any forbidden arts, Vic closed his eyes and felt carefully for a long time, then popped out half of his body and sniffed hard, muttering and biting his lower lip.

"This breath is wrong......

"What's wrong?"

"Nothing."

Ignoring Vic's soliloquy, Kevin squinted at the intricately carved characters. After looking at it for a long time, he opened his mouth in surprise.

"Summoning?"

"Ancient summoning."

"Could it be the one who attacked Uncle Noyce before?"

"It's not."

Vic's denial puzzled Kevin, "Why?" ā€

"Because the breath is wrong."

"Breath?"

Kevin wanted to ask, but Vic turned his head and didn't want to talk about it. He raised his eyebrows, didn't ask any further questions, and focused on studying again.

His eyes were half-lowered as he stared at the dog in his arms, and Vic's eyes were stained with sadness.

In the place where the sandbox is buried, summon a demon pet that has a soul connection with it, and no one else but him will do this!

Moreover, he is the only one who knows how to summon a magic pet.

After this investigation, it was discovered that the mastermind behind the scenes was not that person, and while Vic breathed a sigh of relief, he also felt a sense of loss.

He hooked the corners of his mouth sarcastically.

What is lost?

Do you still want to see each other?

Reality is in front of him, he has betrayed himself.

Thousands of years have passed, and what is not acceptable?

As Vic was thinking to himself, a soft gasp brought back to his senses. Turning his head to look, he saw that Kevin's face was pale, his lips were also bloody, and he clasped his right wrist and held it tightly.

"Hey, what's wrong with you?"