It wasn't difficult to realize that the woman was the murderer, but it was the murderer himself who surprised Rorschach.

What is the motivation? What is the murder weapon? And also...... Why is her movements so weirdly agile?

In the picture in Rorschach's memory, when "himself" passed by this mansion in the early morning, the voice behind him was definitely a man's.

Why is the murderer now a woman?

Sheriff George's gaze didn't last long, and soon he hurried out with his men.

Of course, it's the stairs.

It seems that being able to jump from the second floor is still as fast as flying, which is not something that ordinary people can easily do in this world.

However, the sheriff's heart is really big, and only Officer Filmin was left at the scene.

Rorschach didn't bother with it, although he was a little curious, but it wasn't necessary.

"Officer, I'll leave first if it's okay." Rorschach greeted Film.

For him, it is important to quickly figure out who "himself" is......

Rorschach was able to realize that there were a large number of memory fragments hoarded in his mind, and he wanted to find a place to digest them, how could the "Rorschach" of this world faint inexplicably? He didn't believe it was just a coincidence.

Officer Filin nodded, Rorschach had proven that he had nothing to do with the matter, that he was indeed just an enthusiastic citizen of Turand.

"Be careful on the road, sir."

Rorschach shook his hand, just about to leave, but the moment he turned around, his pupils suddenly shrank.

Is that......

"Officer Film, did you just touch the body?"

Filin shook his head suspiciously, but his pupils twitched as he followed Rorschach's gaze to the floor.

The fat body lying in blood on the floor turned into a face-down posture again!

Filmin looked at her in disbelief, and he clearly remembered that the lady was turned over by him.

No other police officer had touched it just now......

Could it be...... The deceased himself is turning over?

The appearance of this thought made Filmin uncomfortable.

At that moment, he inadvertently noticed the two eyeballs that had fallen to the ground.

Didn't pay attention just now...... The more he looked at it now, the more it didn't look like a human eyeball.

Although very disrespectful to the deceased, the two eyeballs on the ground ...... More like a pig's.

"Mr. Rorschach......"

Before he could finish his sentence, he heard the sound of "da da da" coming downstairs, and then, Rorschach's voice came from afar.

"Come on, officer......"

“……”

Film's eyelids jumped wildly, unlike being chased by the dog just now, this time when he was alone in the deceased's house, the air around him seemed to suddenly become weird.

The two eyeballs, which looked more and more like pig eyes, were obviously cloudy, but at this moment, they actually made Fei Lin feel that he was being watched by something.

This feeling...... Dark, weird, mysterious, and chilling.

"It's better to get out of this place quickly......"

This is the suggestion given by the brain.

But the duty of being a police officer made it impossible for Filin to leave with peace of mind.

In this regard, Rorschach is much more crisp than he is.

After discovering that the deceased had turned over again at some point, he immediately listened to the voice in his heart and quickly slipped away.

"It's better to leave this kind of thing to a professional to solve the case...... I'm just a handsome ordinary citizen who can help, but it's not necessary. ”

However, just as he was about to leave the courtyard, he noticed two people standing at the entrance of the courtyard.

Two strangers in strange black uniforms holding black umbrellas.

One tall and one short, one male and one female.

Their eyes didn't fall on Rorschach, and they kept staring closely at the second floor, where the window was open.

It's raining?

Rorschach looked at the two black umbrellas and glanced up at the sky.

Although gray, there is occasionally some sunshine.

Is it a door-to-door sale of insurance?

That's a coincidence.

Rorschach didn't stop long, passing by the two men.

The man was too tall for Rorschach to reach his shoulders, so Rorschach glanced at a woman who was about as tall as him.

Coincidentally, the woman's nose suddenly wrinkled, looked away from the gaze that fell on the window, and turned her head to look at him.

The eyes of the two touched and separated, Rorschach hurried away, and the woman turned her head.

"What's wrong, Elsa."

A dull voice came from the man's throat.

The woman he called Elsa, thought for a moment and said, "A strange taste. ”

"Infected?" The man turned his head to look at Rorschach's distant back.

"No," Elsa said, "I can't tell." ”

“……”

The man was silent for a moment, and then said in a low voice, "Confirm first, clear this place." ”

"Hmm."

……

After leaving there, the indescribable strange atmosphere disappeared, and Rorschach sat down on a bench on the side of the street.

The first thing to do now is to find a safe place to trigger the memory fragments in your mind and find out about the condition of this "Rorschach".

Speaking of which, where does he live?

When the word "live" came to mind, a memory suddenly flooded back.

"One hundred and thirty-one Vaal Block, Tengan Apartment."

The intimate thing is that even the road map is planned in my head.

"I also brought a keyword search, which was very convenient......"

Rorschach got up from the bench, quite satisfied with "Rorschach's" memory.

He followed the route in his mind along the streets, and there were more and more people.

"Sell newspapers, sell newspapers!"

"Ale, freshly brewed ale, let's have a drink......"

"Woo-woo-"

“……”

The crowd crept into Rorschach's eyes, and he even heard the whistle of a steam train.

The world felt familiar and strange to him, like the Western world in the age of steam, but distinctly more unique and profound.

Gradually, he was full of interest from the beginning, and slowly fell silent.

It's getting dark.

The frolic of children and the shouts of the vendors echo each other.

The smell of machinery was very special, rippling the layers of microwaves in the creek next to the street.

Rorschach walked to the river and stopped.

The street lamp, which had not been completely extinguished, was reflected in the river, like the stars lying beside him.

Unknown insects in the grass chirped softly.

People of all shapes weave through the streets.

Another gust of wind struck, causing Rorschach to shrink his neck.

Looking at the reflection in the river, it is clear that it is still his own appearance, but the world behind him has changed.

The prosperity of Dulan is obviously so close to him, but it is so far away.

Like the stars lying in the river, it was far, far away from him.

Far away in this life, Rorschach can only look up lonely.

Dulan is a bustling and beautiful city, and the world may be far more exciting than that tiny rental house, but Rorschach knows that it will never belong to him.

He didn't find the time machine, he was already ...... There's no going back.