The black-and-white photograph is taken from a somewhat oblique perspective, as if the photographer is crouching behind a wall, and Donald turns the photo to adjust to the normal perspective.

Under a crescent moon, a monster with a height of two meters or more was standing on a stepped platform next to the river, his hands ...... It should be said that the strange claws pinned someone in mid-air, and the shooting was just right to capture the liquid flowing down the person's feet.

Donald carefully observed every detail in the photo, he had seen too many specious rumors in his previous life, the water monster in such and such a pool, the wild man in such and such a rack, those who found it were all very troublesome, and it was difficult to distinguish between truth and falsehood.

So is there a technology for photo fraud in this day and age?

On the premise that demons do exist, is the existence of these monsters a matter of course?

"In 1808, there were several floating corpses in the river in the city of Pston, North Hackshire, and the cause of death of the deceased was excessive blood loss caused by broken bodies. ”

Sherlock appeared behind him, and the sudden sound startled the focused Donald, and after revealing his presence, Sherlock continued:

Three days later, the case was solved, the murderer was a group of thugs, they were looking for targets next to the city river, beating the target to death with iron rods, hammers and other murder weapons, and then throwing them into the river, disguised as a monster to kill people, in an attempt to blur the public's vision. ”

"And this picture?"

"This is a photo I got from a special source, the clearest photo I heard was bought and collected by a rich man, there is no doubt about the authenticity, the monster on the photo does exist, as for the external remarks will be changed, it's just that the government doesn't want the people to come into contact with this kind of thing. ”

He took the photo from Donald's hand and stuffed it back into the file bag, picked up a file bag next to it, and pointed to a text on it:

"In the case of the shredding of the body on the roof of the shed, the deceased was found in the attic of an abandoned house, all the doors and windows of the house were tightly locked, only a skylight on the top floor was open, a five-meter-high mud wall, and there were no traces of tool climbing, how did the murderer drag the three deceased to the roof skylight and then mutilate the bodies on the roof of the shed?"

From beginning to end, Donald stood at the table and watched Sherlock pick up and put down the documents one by one, there were nearly ten cases in total, and the scattered information on this table turned out to be all special cases, and there was no case in his description that was not strange, either the modus operandi was beyond human power or some special traces found in the investigation of the case caused reverie.

"Are there any recidivisms in these cases?"

"Well, shouldn't you ask why I'm so hungry and trying to collect information on these cases? These are all settled cases, and the earliest ones were more than ten years ago. ”

Looking at Donald with interest, this assistant seemed to have a different focus than the average person, which aroused Sherlock's curiosity.

"You are collecting information about these special cases to verify the existence of monsters like the one in this photo, and if the police department is just prevaricating the case under an excuse, and these monsters do exist, there is no reason why they should not continue to commit crimes. ”

Donald thought that Sherlock was dissatisfied with the police department's perfunctory attitude in collecting information, and went on with the rule that the boss is God.

"You underestimate the police department in Pston City and the special forces that protect the city, they are far more powerful than ordinary people think, and these cases are covered up after they are solved. ”

"Then you still ......"

"What else are you doing collecting information on these cases? It's a secret, and I won't answer you. ”

Smacking his lips, what else can Donald say, the boss is happy.

With one hand on the desk, Sherlock handed over the contract between the two parties, and Donald had no intention of asking, he was not interested in these so-called supernatural special cases, after all, what was happening to him was not a fraction of what was happening to him than these things that had long been over.

It's hard to protect yourself, how can you have the leisure to take care of others.

The contract simply lists the work content and salary issues, and it is more important to pay attention to the three precautions at the end of the contract.

1. You are not allowed to enter the second floor area without the permission of your employer.

2. Do not disclose any information in the firm to others (including the employer's family) without the permission of the employer.

3. During the period of working outside, the employer's instructions should be the first action guideline, and any private action is prohibited.

"If you have no opinion, then sign below, and officially start work tomorrow, declare in advance, this contract is completely voluntary by you, I will give you a weekly salary of 1 gold pound, and the work you do is in line with this price. ”

"And what if there is more work than this 1 gold pound?"

Stretching out his finger and pointing to the file bag on the table next to him, Sherlock, a private detective, was somewhat unprofessional, and he always felt that he would be involved in some strange events in the future because of Sherlock's love for this kind of special case.

"Add money. ”

With an eyebrow raised and a simple and effective answer, Donald did not hesitate to sign his name on the contract.

It's nice to have money!

"I'll go first, see you tomorrow morning. ”

After signing the contract, Donald can't wait to leave, he still has a lot to do.

"Please, it's your time off, remember to close the door when you go out. ”

Sherlock sat cross-legged on the couch on the side of the road, his chin slightly raised, his hands on his knees and his eyes closed, no longer communicating with Donald.

After leaving the Swift Detective Agency, it was only 12 o'clock when Donald found a restaurant on Gesang Street, ordered a noodle, reached out to get the parchment-wrapped books in the cloth bag, and when he was about to pull them out, he put them back and took out a June 13 newspaper.

The things that were valued by the predecessors who had joined the cult at that time were even rewarded with a summoning circle, which would not be a normal thing no matter how you thought about it, so the criteria that Donald looked for in the newspapers were simple: robbery, stealing, kidnapping......

It's always good to look for bad things.

However, what Donald didn't expect was that he underestimated the crime rate of this era, and on June 13 alone, there were three thefts recorded in the newspapers, including one with an injured person, and there was a robbery and murder case in the eastern part of the city, but a closer look found that the deceased died two days ago, so it should have nothing to do with Donald.

"It's like looking for a needle in a haystack, there are so many reports in the newspapers alone, what if the act was secretive enough, or for other reasons the incident was not reported?"

It wasn't until he actually set out to do it that Donald realized that things weren't as simple as he thought.

It is too difficult to deduce what exactly was done at that time based on an important event and a vague date in the diary.

Lunch was served on the table, a simple plate of noodles topped with just a splash of powder and sauce.

The next second in his mouth, Donald began to miss the white rice and the puree soup with shredded pork noodles that he had leftover, and he didn't know if there was such a thing in this era.

The light in front of the table dimmed, and someone sat down in the seat in front of him, and Donald remembered that when he came in, the tables around him were empty, and when he looked up, he saw an acquaintance.

"Donald, did your ritual succeed?"

The visitor was a little impatient to inquire about the demon slaying ceremony, and he knew that Donald had gone to prepare this magic circle some time ago.

"Ronan, what about you? Did you succeed?"

That's right, the person in front of you is the one who introduced Donald to the cult, Ronan!

Having appeared in dreams before, he now looks extremely emaciated, with deep bags under his eyes and pus on his face proving that he may not have had a real break in a while.

Simple observation, Donald did not immediately answer his words, this was to buy time to think.

"I ...... I haven't tried it yet, you know, Roy had an accident some time ago and it was a shame that he couldn't bear God's gift......"

According to the content of the dream, Ronan mentioned the reward at that time, and the predecessor obtained the magic descending array, not surprisingly, Ronan also obtained this ritual array, and he delayed starting it, just to wait for others to try the results first.

This Roy, I'm afraid he was one of the losers, write down the name.

"I succeeded, you can give it a try with confidence, after all, it's been preparing for so long, isn't it?"

Donald lowered the iron fork in his hand and kept the sauce-stained noodles away from his nose, he wanted to make sure that the rancid smell he was coming from Ronan.

Like his previous self, the person in front of him is also preparing to perform a demon slaying ritual.

Did you really succeed? The ritual in the sewers didn't look like a form of receiving some kind of gift, but Donald couldn't say that he had failed, because he was alive, alive and well, and there were only two possibilities for this situation, either he hadn't performed the ritual yet, or he had succeeded.

And only by telling Ronan that he has succeeded, he will reveal some key information, just like we like to ask some experienced people some professional questions, not that we don't know, but just want to gain confidence from other people's experiences, this kind of thing related to the life of the family, Ronan hopes that someone can give him advice.

"Did you succeed? What abilities have you gained, please, tell me, I've been driven crazy these days, the four of us, Roy and Jos, haven't been able to withstand God's gift, it stands to reason that I shouldn't have tried this again, but I can't help it, it's taken us so long and effort to get the reward...... Actually, if I hadn't seen you at this restaurant today, I'd be going to fight it out in a few days. ”

Hearing Donald's success, Ronan's eyes were filled with envy and yearning.

O God's gift......