"I've heard of you, I've admired you, and at that time, you were very young, and I was so young, and everybody said you were beautiful. I've seen pictures of you when you were younger, and they are indeed beautiful, and now, I came to see you. Compared to the beauty of your youth, I like your current ...... A face that has been weathered and tormented by the years. ”

—Excerpt from the Book of Taboos.

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Shen Xing deduced that this two-story villa should be uninhabited, and the lights inside were dark, so the guards would feel at ease to do so, and they wanted to catch turtles in an urn.

The old coachman, Jon, and the old man, stood beside Inspector Hunter.

He didn't dare to go inside alone, because he suddenly realized that there might be a lot of mystery in it. The fact that the guards had just shot at such a close distance, and that bastard had nothing to do with it, showed that he was not human, or at least not an ordinary person.

Detective Hunter looked at Jon Sr. with deep meaning, and saw that he was very nervous at the moment.

Old Jon knew that he had bad intentions, and immediately cleared up: "It's a wax figure, it's a wax figure in Lord Morgan's collection, he asked me to send it over to study with Professor Brian, should you be ...... Think it's a corpse, right? ”

Old Jon was furious!

Inspector Hunter smiled, "I don't dare speculate, and I'm sure Lord Morgan would never do anything against the law." He was the uncle of the Governor and an old member of the House of Lords of the City Council, how could he have done something lawless? ”

Old Jon glared at him, meaning you understand, it is a very, very evil thing to speculate about a respected royal lord of the Great Sound Empire, and it is to be spurned and punished by the true gods.

Shen Xing thought of another possibility, maybe that Lord Morgan needed some kind of rubber-like wax figure, the kind of wax figure that wouldn't be hard when pressed.

Ashamed! How could I suddenly have such evil thoughts? I have to be pure, and I have to be corrected.

It's just that Shen Xing and the detective both feel strange.

Why did that zombie hijack that wax figure, could there be something wrong with that wax figure, and who the wax figure was? That's the point.

Inspector Hunter turned to look at Jon Sr. again.

Old Jon simply stared at the villa coldly, ignoring him, and not giving him a chance to ask questions.

Inspector Hunter had to sigh helplessly.

Now this case no longer belongs to the patrol room, so he has no right to intervene. Because it's now in St. Ann's College, it's now under the Palm City Detective Bureau, and Lord Morgan happens to be the immediate boss of the Detective Bureau, and he's in charge of this business in the council.

Soon, the crowd gathered.

Inspector Hunter recognized many of the celebrities inside, especially the respected old professors, many of whom had been specially hired from the mainland of the Great Sound Empire or the wealthy countries of the Western Continent.

It can be seen that St. Anthony's Theological Seminary in Palm City is indeed world-renowned, and many students even come all the way from Intlan to study here, and many of them are children of nobles who hide their identities and are usually very low-key.

Think about it, he is just a small inspector of the patrol house, and there are chief inspectors and chief inspectors on it, and at most he can only take care of the small of ordinary citizens, and arrest a few little thieves.

Thinking of this, Inspector Hunter deliberately glanced at Shen Xing, wanting to remind him again, remember not to cause trouble later. But then I thought about it, he was an international student at St. Ann's College, so he shouldn't need to remind himself.

Shen Xing smiled, guessing what the detective was worried about.

Am I that naïve? I'm just a person who doesn't think it's a big deal to watch the excitement, I'm deliberately pretending to be nonsensical, so that you can relax your vigilance against me, and a fool will really think I'm a sand sculpture funny character, I'm actually very serious.

There was a middle-aged faculty member who knew Inspector Hunter, and he came over to say hello to him.

Inspector Hunter whispered to him, "No one lives in this house, right?" ”

"This is the cottage of the late Mrs. Mitchell Winston."

Inspector Hunter pretended to be surprised, "This is Madame's old house?" I didn't expect to have the honor to pay tribute today, and I have always respected her very much and cherished her memory. ”

Although their voices were very small, they all fell into Shen Xing's ears.

Shen Xing desperately recalled those fresh memories, and tried to search for all the memory fragments with the keyword "Mitchell Winston", but could only find a few extremely vague ones.

It feels like this Mrs. Winston is a very remarkable person, she seems to be one of the founders of St. Anthony's Theological Seminary, and an old professor of the college, in short, a very respected old scholar.

Shen Xing deduced that she was probably very old, and she should be at the level of a super grandmother, because St. Anthony's Theological Seminary had a history of more than 160 years......

No, if she was one of the founders of the Academy, if she was still alive, she would be almost two hundred years old, but she seems to have only been dead for a few years.

Scare! Could it be that there are still people in this world who can live very long? By the way, since there are transcendents, there will definitely be immortals.

Thinking of this, Shen Xing began to get excited again.

Although I haven't been able to cross over to the Xianxia world, there can be immortals here, and it's not a loss, maybe I can live forever in the future......

Inspector Hunter continued to chat with the middle-aged faculty member.

"It has been uninhabited, but the contents are well maintained, and it is said that all the furnishings are the same as when my wife was alive, and someone cleans them at a fixed time every week."

Inspector Hunter nodded, "That's great, I've seen Madame many times, and every time she has left a very good impression on me, I can't believe that she will leave us, may God bless her." ”

Over there, old Jon suddenly strode towards the crowd.

He saw Lord Morgan and Professor Brian coming, so he hurried to meet him.

Shen Xing tried to identify the old Professor Brian, the original owner had listened to his class, this old Professor Brian was very kind and kind, very good to the students, and was also a respected old scholar, who was almost a man of his word in St. Ann's College.

Old Jon walked up to Lord Morgan and whispered to him what had happened.

Lord Morgan did not reproach him.

But old Jon was very sad in his heart, and felt that he had been too negligent.

"You can't be blamed for that, Jon, cheer up." Lord Morgan tapped him on the shoulder and comforted him.

Lord Morgan was now worried about the wax figure.

He turned to discuss with Professor Brian, "Why the hell did it hijack that wax figure?" ”

After saying that, he deliberately moved a few steps with Professor Brian and the others, deliberately avoiding others.

Old Jon stepped aside with great interest.

Lord Morgan and Professor Bryan looked at each other and continued to whisper, "Could it be that it is similar to our thoughts?" ”

Professor Brian shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "Impossible, it's just a zombie, maybe it's grabbing something of interest, right?" It is attracted by the brightly colored clothes on the wax figure's body. ”

"I hope so." Lord Morgan sighed.

Soon, the head of the academy guard and a middle-aged man walked over, and they saw Lord Morgan and Professor Brian muttering here, knowing that they were whispering.

But the head of the guard didn't care whether he would disturb them or not, and he began to shout from a long distance, "Lord Lord, we are in a hurry to discuss with you. ”

Lord Morgan turned his head to look at them.

The head of the guard was optimistic: "I have discussed with George, and I am going to let George's men go in and clean him up." ”

Lord Morgan didn't answer, and turned to look at Professor Brian to hear his opinion.

The old man, Jon, had already greeted him, reminding the optimistic two, "That bastard inside may not be an ordinary person. ”

The head of the guard said nonchalantly: "Don't worry, against that kind of evil, George's people are nine out of ten, right, George?" ”

The middle-aged man named George nodded with a stiff face.

The head of the guard happily waited for Lord Morgan's permission.

In the eyes of the head of the guards, George's subordinates were all good cultivators, and it was no problem to capture a zombie. What's more, George was a very powerful cultivator and transcendent.