The two chatted for a while, and finally turned to work, where Rorschach and Jessica had more in common.

As they spoke, the two chatted about the rumors of the murderous house in the town.

"Do you know what happened to the previous owner of that house?" Jessica asked.

"Something happened to him?"

"Yes." Jessica nodded, "His name is Larry, and when he lived in the old house, his wife and children were burned to death, and he was also seriously injured, and then he moved out of the house. ”

"Does he still live in town?"

"Well, it's still in town."

"Let's talk to him sometime." Rorschach thought for a moment, "In addition to him, have there been any other homeowners who have had an accident?" ”

"I found a case that is relatively old." Jessica said.

It turned out that in 1968, the old house was used as a dormitory, and a group of nursing school students lived. One night, a man with a head injury came to ask for help. Two students in the dormitory, Maria and Gladys, open the door to help the man wipe his wounds.

But unexpectedly, this man is actually a psychopathic murderer, who drowns Gladys, a girl who is trying to escape, in the bathtub, and forces another girl, Maria, to wear a nurse's suit. He then tied her up and stabbed her to death with several stabs in the back......

This case was a sensation at the time, and the murderer has not been caught so far.

After listening to Jessica's story, Rorschach narrowed his eyes, there were murders in that house in 1922 and 1968, but these murders were not ghostly, but all humans.

If it is determined that the house is a murder house just because it has been murdered, then in the world, as long as the building that has been murdered can be called a murder house.

At this point, the waiter served the dish and interrupted the conversation between the two.

Rorschach saw the opportunity to change the topic, not discussing the murder case, after all, he was going to prepare for dinner, and it was too bad to talk about it, and the dishes Jessica ordered were quite normal, and there was no "dark cuisine".

British Western food is mainly characterized by less oil, light, and tenderness, focusing on seafood and various vegetable pairings, and one of the most well-known dishes is called "fish and chips".

Simply put, it is fried fish, like American fried chicken, the fish is coated in starch and fried in a pan, served with French fries and vegetables, and supplemented with different sauces. After the First Industrial Revolution, the dish became popular in the white world and was nicknamed the "National Dish of Great Britain".

When the meal was almost finished, Jessica picked up her glass and tasted red wine, looked at Rorschach, and asked:

"There's a little girl living with you now?"

Rorschach picked up a napkin and wiped the corners of his mouth, and replied:

"Yes, the daughter of a distant relative of mine."

"Is it really your relative's daughter?" Jessica put down her glass, propped her arms on the table, crossed her hands in front of her chin, and smiled, "It can't be your daughter, right?" ”

"It's not." Rorschach hurriedly shook his head, "She's really not my daughter. ”

"Okay." Jessica laughed, "It's good to suddenly have a companion by your side, at least life won't be so lonely." ”

"Hey......" Rorschach sighed, "it's also troublesome, she used to live in a relatively closed environment, but in this environment, I'm a little worried that she will learn badly." ”

"She got a boyfriend?"

"I don't know, but I heard her say she just met a guy named Tate Langdon."

"Tate Langdon?" Jessica frowned suddenly.

"You know him?"

"I don't know ......," Jessica shook her head, "I just think the name is a little familiar, probably the same name." ”

"What? Who does it have the same name? Rorschach was curious.

At this time, his mobile phone suddenly rang, and he took out his mobile phone and found that it turned out to be the phone number of the police station. He narrowed his eyes, it seemed that there was a case, and hurriedly answered the phone.

After a moment, Rorschach put down his phone, and Jessica stared at him and asked:

"What? What happened? ”

"There was a fire in a farm warehouse outside the town."

"Arson?"

"It's not clear." Rorschach shook his head and said, "I'm sorry, I have to go and see it." ”

"I'll go with you." Jessica stood up, "I'm also a police officer in Sleepy Town. ”

Rorschach nodded, turned around and called the waiter to settle the bill.

……

Rorschach and Jessica drove the Mustang to the farm five miles outside town, and as soon as they left the town, they saw smoke billowing into the night sky.

The fire was somewhat unexpected by the two, and Rorschach quickly accelerated and drove towards the farm.

Soon, the Mustang sedan drove near the farm, turned off the road, and drove along the dirt road to the entrance of the farm, where two fire trucks and a police car were parked next to it.

Rorschach pulled the car to a steady stop and pushed the doors open, the pungent smell of burning and white smoke all around. He frowned, stepped out of the car, and looked at the burning warehouse on the side of the farm.

"It's a big fire." Jessica held on to the car door and gasped.

The fire had burned the roof of the warehouse to the skeleton, and flames continued to emerge from it. Two firefighters held a high-pressure water cannon one after the other, and the water hose sprayed out of the muzzle and sprinkled on the flames.

Rorschach narrowed his eyes and looked around when an officer stepped out of the police car, it was Deputy Sheriff Emmett.

Emmett walked quickly over to Rorschach, looked up and down at him, and then at Jessica, who was standing next to the Mustang car.

"What's going on?" Rorschach asked.

Emmett shrugged and said, "It's not clear, the warehouse is full of hay, and it looks like there's no slag left after it's burned, and I've contacted the farmer, Mrs. Thurston, who is coming from town." She and her son had just bought a property and farm in our town, and they encountered this kind of thing, hoping that it would not be arson, otherwise the impact on the town would be really bad. ”

Rorschach nodded, Thurston was familiar to him, and looked up to the other side of the farm, where an old Chevrolet sedan caught his eye next to the farm cabin.

Rorschach pointed to the Chevrolet sedan and asked, "Where is the owner?" ”

"I don't know." Emmett shook his head, "The owner was not found, the car had been parked there, it belonged to the farmer's son, Craig Thurston, and I had already called him." ”

Rorschach narrowed his eyes, and sure enough, it was the white young man he met in the morning, and the car was not there...... This does not bode well.

At this time, the fire chief walked towards them.

"Sheriff!" The fire chief waved to Rorschach, "Excuse me, there's something you need to understand." ”

"How?"

"Looks like there's a corpse in there." The fire chief pointed to the warehouse where the fire had been contained.

"Corpse ......" Rorschach's heart sank, this was the last thing he wanted to see.

"I'll go in and have a look."

"Sheriff, wait!" The fire chief stretched out his arm and stopped Rorschach, "It's full of smoke and it will collapse at any moment, you can't go in, it's too dangerous, it's better to wait until morning." ”

"Thanks, but someone inside is dead, and I have to get in."

"But ......"

"Can you lend me your fire hat?" Rorschach interrupted the fire chief.

"Of course." The fire chief reluctantly took off his fire hat and handed it to him.

Rorschach put her fire hat on her head and was about to walk to the warehouse when Jessica's voice sounded behind her.

"Wait!" Jessica trotted over and handed over the water, towel and flashlight in her hand.

"Here's for you."

"Thank you." Rorschach took the item from Jessica.

Jessica looked at him and sighed, "Be sure to be safe." ”

"I know."

Rorschach nodded, unscrewed the water bottle, poured it onto the towel, and walked to the warehouse.

Entering the warehouse, there was smoke everywhere, and sporadic fires were burning. Rorschach held up his flashlight, covered his mouth with a towel, and began to search for the body.

Soon, behind the wooden ladder in the corner, he saw a charred corpse.

Rorschach walked quickly over to the corpse, which was lying flat on the ground, its surface had been carbonized, and it could barely maintain its human form.

The flashlight shone on the corpse, and he frowned at the position of the corpse lying flat, the corpse had died before the fire.

The reason why Rorschach has such a judgment is that the bodies killed in the fire are usually in a "boxer stance", with their limbs bent and their fists tucked in their chins. This posture is caused by the dehydration of the corpse by the "cooking" of the fire, which causes the muscles to contract.

But this is not the case with the corpse in front of you, the lying position means that the corpse was dead before the fire, and the dead will not set fire, so this is not an accident.

Rorschach's eyes narrowed, his heart sank, and he preliminarily judged that this should be a murder, but the specific results still have to wait for forensic identification.