"I've heard of you, I've admired you, at that time, you were very young, I was very young, everybody said you were beautiful, I saw pictures of you when you were young, and you were really beautiful.

Now, I came to see you, and I like your current picture more than the beauty you had when you were younger...... A face that has been weathered and tormented by the years. ”

—Excerpt from the Book of Taboos

This is St. Ann's College, the school where Shen Xing audited at his own expense.

He remembered vividly now that he didn't seem to have any friends here.

Every time I came to class, I waited for the formal students to choose their seats before opening the back door of the classroom, and let them, the self-funded auditors, sit at the back.

Moreover, during the class, it is not allowed to raise your hand to ask questions, and you are not allowed to talk to each other, so you can only take notes silently.

At the end of each class, you must leave the academy immediately, you are not allowed to stay here, and if you are caught by the guards, you will be fined a lot of money.

So for a whole semester, the original owner basically didn't make any friends.

Everyone came and went in a hurry, like taking turns using the toilet in the bar bathroom.

If you want to get to know each other, you have to write a dating message on the bathroom door - "I am a lonely and unbearable man, Shen, a hobby woman, 24 years old, phone 1391380XXXX", and beware of being erased or altered by others.

In short, the impression here is very boring, like forgetting to bring your phone to squatting in the pit, and you can only boredly review the graffiti on the bathroom door, or add something to it. Draw two small circles, a few more sexy curves, and sometimes write someone's name.

......

The carriage rushed forward frantically along the way, which had already alarmed many people.

Two guards whistled all the way and recruited everyone, and a dozen more guards joined in.

The carriage finally stopped in front of a small cottage with lights out.

The zombie opened the door of the carriage, reached out and picked up a large object with a humanoid silhouette, and immediately ran towards the villa.

Inspector Hunter's hands are shaking!

He couldn't help but whisper to Shen Xing: "Oh my God, it should be about to come to light." ”

Shen Xing turned his head to look at him, and also whispered: "You mean to say that this series of transcendent murders is about to come to naught?"

The detective was a little excited, and whispered again: "Maybe, let's wait and be careful, this kind of case is no longer something that we ordinary people can participate in." You must be careful when you wait, don't get into trouble, remember to hide far away, just watch the excitement. ”

Shen Xing smiled slightly, he tossed around with him for a night at night, and saved his life, it seems that he has gained a lot, and in the future, let this local snake take care of his little bar, maybe the business will be prosperous.

......

Everyone stopped and stood more than ten meters away from the villa.

The guards had surrounded the cottage.

Shen Xing deduced that this two-story villa should be unoccupied, and the lights inside were blind, so the guards would be relieved to do so, and they wanted to catch turtles in an urn.

Moreover, the zombie robbed Lord Morgan's precious "personal belongings", and the guards were probably worried that they would destroy it by rushing in and fighting, so they had to wait for Lord Morgan to come and dispose of it, just in time to get away with it.

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

He didn't dare to break inside alone, because he suddenly realized that the bastard who snatched the carriage might not be an ordinary person, and a bullet could not kill him.

The humanoid object that was just stolen by the zombie was wrapped in a black cloth bag, so it was impossible to tell whether it was a living person or a corpse inside.

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 is the uncle of the Governor, and an old member of the House of Lords of the City Council, how can he do something lawless?"

Old Jon glared at him, meaning you understand, it is a very evil thing to be suspicious of 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 silicone wax figure, the kind of wax figure that wouldn't be hard when pressed. It's best to pour warm water into it, the kind that mimics the human body temperature, and if you can add a voice device, put some "Ken Mo urgent"...... Ahem, where do you want to go, get serious.

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

Why did the zombie hijack the wax figure?

Is there something wrong with that wax figure, or is that wax figure of someone? That's the point.

The inspector 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.

Thinking of this, Inspector Hunter deliberately glanced at Shen Xing, wanting to remind him once again that he must not cause trouble, and there are many terrifying cultivators and transcendents in the academy, who usually look like ordinary people, and they are also very low-key.

However, the detective thought about it, Shen Xing 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, and I'm deliberately pretending to be nonsensical to let you relax your vigilance against me.

A fool would think that I am a sand sculpture character, I have been acting with you all night, I am actually very serious, God can testify.

......

There was a middle-aged faculty member who knew Inspector Hunter.

He came over to greet the detective.

Inspector Hunter whispered to him, "This house is unoccupied, 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 see her today, I have always respected her very much, and remembered her." ”

Although their voices were very quiet, 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 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.

Could it be that there are still people in this world who can live for a long time?

By the way, since there are transcendental beings, there must also be immortals.

So, this St. Ann's College is certainly not simple.

Shen Xing figured it out, and reminded himself again, just watch the excitement, try to make himself look very inconspicuous, and look like a trainee plainclothes detective in the patrol room, Ke Mounan's.

......

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 set off and strode that way.

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

Shen Xing struggled to identify the old Professor Brian.

The original owner had listened to his class, and this Professor Brian was an amiable man, very good to his students, and a respected old scholar, who was a man of his word at 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 felt sad and felt that he was too negligent.

"You can't be blamed for this, 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 did it hijack the 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 Brian looked at each other and continued to whisper, "Could it be that it resembles our thoughts?"

Professor Brian shook his head lightly and said in a low voice, "It's impossible, it's just a zombie, maybe it's grabbing something of interest, and the bright clothes on the wax figure attract it." ”

"I hope so. Lord Morgan sighed.

......

It is worth mentioning that this Lady Winston is the "Lady Mitchell Winston" described to "Iron Hook George" by the black-clothed man of the Blood Rakshasa Order when Michiko was chased and killed by the Nine Yin Sect villains.

It can be seen that this lady has been involved in the rights and wrongs of Palm City and the dungeon of Hell.