Chapter 21: The Master of Bitter Talk
Zhou Hu looked at the scene in front of him, although the body had been cleaned up, but judging from the "chalk outline" drawn, the father was sitting on a chair, and his wife should have been standing when she died.
The mission report said that the baby was held in the arms of the mother, Zhou Hu looked at the information in the crystal, the baby was lying quietly in the mother's arms, but there was no movement, and the mother's body was frozen in the posture of smiling and bowing her head and kissing, but the position of the heart has become empty.
The father's eyes were wide, and he held a short gun filled with pale green fluorescence, and the muzzle of the gun was pointed at the hollow heart.
This strange scene is exactly what Zhou Hu wondered, the loving couple in the neighbor's mouth, and the two of them have just had the crystallization of love, why did there appear in front of him, and on the ground in front of his father, a tight leather mask was lying there quietly.
Without this leather mask, one might think that it was just a case of domestic violence, where the father killed the mother and the child, and then committed suicide by swallowing drugs, but the appearance of this mask is different, and this is the sign of the "Golden Devil".
In the scene of dozens of murders, this mask was found, the mask is extremely exquisite, the cumbersome patterns show the mask maker's love for the mask, and the smiling expression in this special situation is even more chilling, but the mask is always a mask, lacking a soul, and the soul is the eyes.
Zhou Hu looked at the traces left at the scene, and had some thoughts in his heart, compared to the horror recorded by the "Lingering Crystal", the details of the scene should be paid attention to.
"The couple is still sleeping together, and the crib is on the father's side, which seems a little abnormal."
But this is only surprise, there is nothing to see in the room, the "Golden Devil" is unusually neatly organized, every piece of clothing is folded and put in the closet, this is already a sick cleanliness habit.
Zhou Hu checked around and had no useful clues, so Zhou Hu had to leave here, stand at the door of the room, habitually touch his pocket, okay, forget to buy cigarettes.
Zhou Hu wistfully pinched his waist and looked at the crowd around him, the town is not big, only a hundred or so households, in this town where he doesn't even know what the flushing toilet is, the horror of the "Golden Demon" has not left too many traces.
But at this time, the three people on the street corner attracted Zhou Hu's attention, an old man dressed in a dark blue monk's robe, and two young people stood at the corner of the street and looked at Zhou Hu unabashedly.
Zhou Hu felt that the old man's eyes seemed to see through everything about Zhou Hu, and the old man walked towards Zhou Hu step by step with the two young people.
When I got closer, I found that the old man's eyes were very kind, and although his body was a little rickety, his spirit was still high. His eyes were as bright as the stars, and he almost didn't shine.
"Young man, didn't I tell you, don't let you track it down any further, although I see something in you that no one else has, but it's not something you can meddle with, let's go back and have a glass of ale, and get some sleep."
Could it be that this old man is the legendary boss of his? A member of the "Yunzhi Council"? Is it that he won't let us pursue it any further?
"Your people are frightened by the horror of such a monster in your territory, and we are left alone. Who else but us can take your ridiculous orders back. ”
"Young man, don't be so angry, since you want to, come with us."
After speaking, the old man walked out without looking back, and the two young men glanced at Zhou Hu and followed the old man.
Zhou Hu felt as if he had misunderstood, this didn't seem to be his leader, but now Zhou Hu didn't have any clues, and the old man who appeared in front of him might be able to surprise him.
A bareheaded, dressed in a monk's robe, is running briskly on the street, the street paved with ashlar slabs is very smooth, even if it just rained last night, there is no trace of ashlar being trampled over, the closer things are to life, the more they can feedback a country's national strength, although Ionia is a mess of scientific and technological development. But the abundant resources still make people's lives very comfortable.
"This magical land is filled with countless academies and temples, all of which live in harmony with each other, discussing the most mysterious and mysterious questions of life, such as who I am, where I come from, and where I am going."
Zhou Hu listened to the question from the master's mouth with a confused expression.
"Wait, wait, master, then why does the Yunzhi Council still exist, doesn't it mean that there is disagreement between sects and needs us to regulate."
"In the past, don't just look at the surface of the problem, it is just what is said to the people, and most of the time of those sects is spent discussing these mystical questions, which they generally call philosophy."
"I cried out and said, these are my two disciples, one is called Jie, and the other is called Shen. We've been tracking down this golden devil for three years, and the Yunzhi Council couldn't get rid of this person, so they entrusted us. ”
"People? It seems that the master has tracked down something, is there any important clue. ”
After the conversation between the master and Zhou Hu just now, Zhou Hu learned the real situation of Ionia, simply put, everyone lives in their own dreams, this is the realistic version of utopia, everyone gets up and thinks about how much money they want to earn today, what they want to buy.
Instead, I thought about how the world could be peaceful, and then went to work, and when I earned a little money, I went to drink and eat, and then I continued to think about who I was and how I could make a big contribution, and after thinking about it, I was sleepy, and then I went to sleep.
"We already have a clue to the Golden Devil, but we are not going to pursue it further, we have found that he is not a demon, but a vicious human or Vastaya, so it is no longer the responsibility of the Balance Sect. If you have an idea, it's okay to tell you, but I hope you understand your own power. ”
"I can only tell you that this Golden Devil may be an artist, and the artist's work needs to be recognized by others, and the better the work, the more people need to recognize, and the most recent festival is the Cham Ling Festival."
After speaking, the master gave Zhou Hu a gesture and asked Zhou Hu to leave.
Zhou Hu still wanted to ask the master what he said, but the master had already closed his eyes, and the two apprentices looked at the master with the head of the horse, obviously unable to ask anything.
Zhou Hu had no choice but to return to his humble office.
Zhou Hu knew the specific situation of this Blooming Spirit Day from the mouths of several of his younger brothers.
The Blooming Spirit is a festival for Ionians to communicate with their deceased relatives and friends.
When the spirit tree blooms with a spirit flower, the Ionians can see the dead after drinking the spirit tea.
However, the Spirit Tree has not bloomed for a long time, but the Ionians gather under the Spirit Tree at this time, waiting for it to bloom.
And the next Blooming Spirit Day is in three days.