The circus tent, which had been crowded not long ago, was now empty. Pen ~ fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info the blood on the ground and the silent crowd are a sign that something bad is happening here. There was a faint sobbing sound floating in the whole space, which added a touch of eerie horror.

The body lay on the ground not far away. Its entire neck had become a bloody blur, and the outline could no longer be seen. Only the cervical vertebrae still connect his head to his body. Even Hank, who had seen too many corpses, felt uncomfortable at this time, he didn't know how the wound was caused.

"Hell, why do all these unlucky ghosts like to die in the middle of the night? Hank grumbled quietly.

Hank, who arrives, is one of the few police officers in Luketown. It wasn't his turn to be on duty tonight, but someone woke him up from his sleep and told him that he had a case to deal with. As a competent police officer, he slowly got dressed, intending to quickly end the investigation and go back to sleep.

So Hank came to the Red Oriole Circus, where the accident occurred.

The name of the deceased was Lyle, a baron, and a nobleman. Not a permanent resident of the town. As long as he was a resident of the town, he could call out his name at a glance, and that was probably the only thing Hank could be proud of. As for this strange way of dying, Hank asked the deputy head of the circus with confusion.

To put it simply, it was a glaring surprise.

This unlucky ghost named Lyle comes to the stage to get up close and personal with the lion. And the content of their play requires the audience to stick their heads into the lion's mouth. I have to say that it is very thrilling. But this is undoubtedly the only way to prove your courage to everyone.

Oh, he's really crazy! Maybe he took the wrong medicine today, then he must be a complete idiot. Hank swore he wouldn't do that if he gave him a thousand Oron. Except for two thousand Oren.

Most importantly, he's lying there right now - dead. The moment he went deep into the lion's mouth, Mr. Lion bit down, and the unlucky man was killed instantly. He paid a terrible price to prove his mettle.

"Alright. Since the prisoner was a lion, the lion could only be slaughtered according to the law. I'll take that lion with me. If a relative of Mr. Lyle asks for money, the trainer who kept it is fully liable. ”

Hank yawned and declared the case closed.

"No, you can't do that! It's not the chicken's fault!"

Hank turned his head and saw that it was a hotly dressed girl who spoke. Except for the circus trainers, no one dresses up like that. It was none other than the animal tamer Turuk.

"What do you say, what chicken?" he asked impatiently.

Churuk said, "Chicken. Yes, you heard it right, chicken is the name of that lion. It was a docile lion, and I had fed it a lot of meat before he came to power, until he said he couldn't eat it anymore. ”

Hank was skeptical of these words, and not to mention why a lion had such a strange name as chicken, she actually said that the lion was full. Hank understood exactly what the trainer meant, and the young lady was indeed saying that the lion had told her that she was full. "Miss, since you can understand what the lion is saying, why don't you ask why it broke a gentleman's neck. He quipped.

Truuk didn't notice the weirdness in Officer Hank's words, and she answered his question in a serious manner: "It said it just wanted to sneeze all of a sudden." ”

Do lions sneeze too? Maybe.

Hank almost couldn't hold back his laughter, all he could think was that the animal trainer was in his right mind. "Okay miss, I don't care if it's really sneezing as you say. In any case, it was your lion who bit the man. I have to take that mad lion away. ”

"It's not crazy!"

Maybe it's because seeing that this continues, the conversation between the two will never end. Iyeta finally spoke to the officer, "Mr. Officer. You're right, the lions of our circus have made a big mistake. She glared at Truuk, who was clearly unhappy with this, "But I think it might be possible to keep it in the circus until it's executed." After all, your police station still has a lot of headaches about how to take care of a lion. With that, Iyeta reached out and shoved a handful of bills into Hank's hand.

Hank immediately understood, and he hurriedly stuffed the banknotes sent to the door into his pocket, for fear that the other party would regret it: "What you said is right, so let's do it." But if I don't see it the next time I come, you know the consequences. Since the lion is going to die sooner or later, Hank thinks it is better to sell a favor.

"Of course. Iyeta smiled all over her face, ignoring the angry Truuk on the sidelines......

Eric in the corner saw all this and didn't know what to say. But one thing he knew for sure was that Lyle was dead, in the Red Oriole Circus, and in the show. Died in full view of the audience! Probably nothing worse than this for the regiment commander Iyeta.

Will anyone buy tickets tomorrow?