The Western Continent enforces the rule of law, with the Arcane Council responsible for establishing the constitution and each country enacting its own local laws according to the constitution. www.biquge.info Of all the laws, the most important of all the laws is: no murder is allowed in the town!

This seems like a ridiculous bill, because if you don't kill people in towns, you can't kill outside? In Etletta, human beings face the harsh challenges of nature, and compete fiercely with each other because of their extraordinary powers, so to speak, that cruelty and savagery are rooted in everyone's heart. In this world, killing is a very normal and mundane thing, like drinking a glass of water every morning and then taking a soak of urine.

It's so ordinary that it's irritating, but it's a part of life.

What, then, is the significance of this law established by the Arcane Council?

In fact, the law stems from the words of [questioner] Suvin Parry: "We all know and understand deeply that the barbarism of human nature is a cruelty that cannot be changed no matter how much it is whitewashed and disguised, so the question is, what does civilization mean to us? Is it just a lie, a loss that pays more than gains, or is it a disease that leads to a slow death?" No, civilization brings spiritual happiness, it is a proof of human progress, although the world wants to use fear and killing to make us humans submit, but we are destined to fight with our lives! We will prove that we are different from animals, we will prove why we have wisdom! Come, my brothers and sisters, at least let the towns and countries we build together become the ideal land of civilization!"

For the sake of the founder of Suvin Parry, the Arcane Council pushed through the law despite any opposition, and at first the six countries of the Western Continent protested, with warriors and assassins marching in large numbers, believing that the law had turned people into caged sheep. But then, ironically, the Arcane Council violently suppressed the slaughter of important cities in four countries, and eventually, in the midst of death and fear, the law was successfully enacted.

For some time after the law was introduced, the Arcane Council also sent countless plainclothes police officers to their utopia, which they used to monitor everyone's speech and behavior. This act of treating everyone as prisoners for the next moment finally came to an end when [the sneer] Pagliazi William was adamantly opposed.

For more than 4,000 years, although there are still countless people who oppose Suvin Parry's ideas and his hypocritical utopia, believing that the ideal country he built is only his own, they are also not shy about enjoying the peace in the city and the happiness brought by civilization.

It can be said that although Suvin Parry's reputation is mixed, it is undeniable that he gave the Fourth Age its name - "The Age of Civilization"

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The wheels of history are always rushing over, and their ruts can no longer be changed.

But the story still happens, happening now, in this small corridor.

Soon after the arrival of the investigation team, the usually unpredictable head of the Arcane Council, the five-ring mage Antonio Eriksen, also came to the scene of the crime, because the death target was the deputy minister, so the head of security, Harleon Ken, did not publicize it, he just called Ron Francis's apprentice, and informed the city guard and the branch head who was out.

Antonio Eriksen was an old man with messy red hair, a slightly chubby figure, a round face with two large beards, and a crumpled gray-white robe, which looked extremely unkempt. At this moment, the old man was talking to Peter Kun with an angry face and a blowing beard.

"It's too cruel, it's too cruel, you dare to commit such a violent feat in the Arcane Council, and the murderer must be severely punished! Detective Peter, please find the real culprit as soon as possible, we will never tolerate this kind of provocation against the association!" The old man looked like a straight man, and when he spoke excitedly, he spat on the air, and Peter on the other side had a helpless smile on his face.

"I will, as soon as possible, as soon as possible, please trust our professional investigative methods!" Peter hurriedly agreed, "But, you see, I still have to collect clues now, I'm afraid I can't continue to talk to you here, you say......"

"Ah, then you go and get busy, I'm not a professional, so I won't mix and bother you!

"There, there," Peter said to Antonio, and then turned back to his small team to discuss.

Jack watched the crime scene for a while, and when he saw Peter and the others discussing again, he hurriedly leaned his ear over and listened.

"John, where is the mortal wound on the corpse?" asked Peter.

"It was in the back of the neck, the neck was cut directly by a sharp knife, you see, the cross-section of the bone here is very smooth, and it seems that the killer is very good at cutting the neck, but, a little strangely, every piece of the corpse is not cramped and stiffened by the sudden ischemia, and that state looks more like the head after cutting off the limbs. However, there is another puzzling contradiction, the corpse does not have the pain of being tortured, but is smiling, and it seems to have died in an unaware state. John said, once again unleashing the Vitality Detection (Ring) on the entire meditation room, which Jack knew from Tifa was a kind of necromancy that specifically checked for the presence of classified biological matter.

But apparently, the murderer handled it very carefully, and in this small room, in addition to the flesh and blood hair of the corpse, there was only the hair that had just been dropped by an old police officer who had just entered.

"What does this blood-red footprint mean, and why is it heading in the direction of the corpse? Well, it's too obvious, it's not like a clue, it's more like a means of confusion......" Peter thought for a moment, and then muttered to himself, "What does the murderer want to cover up with it?"

"Tom," pondered to no avail, and Peter turned to one of the officers on the other side and asked, "Is the confession coming out?"

"Yes, sir!" the officer trotted up to Peter with a wad of papers, "Sir, there were three people who came to the meditation area between eight and nine o'clock, two of them there, a disciple of Master Ron, and one of them was Master Andrew of the Planning Office. ”

"Mage Andrew was the first to arrive, he arrived at eight o'clock, saying that there was a plan for the Sowing Rite that needed Ron's signature. ”

Then came Master Andy, who said he had come to ask the teacher questions, and at about half past eight, he said that he had seen the teacher with Master Andrew—and showed us the notes that Master Ron had written himself. ”

"Master Andrew also said that he saw Master Andy, and after that, Andrew left at 8:40, and the last one, who arrived at about 8:50, was Miss Muffy, who said that she had knocked on the door for a long time, but she was not allowed to enter, and she thought that Master Ron was focusing on meditation, so she left directly. ”

"Huh?" After listening to Tom's summary, Peter groaned and asked rhetorically, "Did the guards see Miss Muffy wandering at the door of Master Ron?"

"No, the guards couldn't see the inside of the meditation area, but they said Miss Mafei was out in less than five minutes. ”

"Ah, by the way, besides the key on the corpse, is the other key also in place?" asked Peter suddenly.

"Yes, sir, old John on duty at the guard said he had been there in the morning, all the keys were there, nothing was missing. ”

"Well, then, the possibility of someone inside the meditation zone visiting the door to kill you is ruled out, right? Besides, it's Mr. Andy who can be ruled out now, isn't it? His testimony is very strong, and there are witnesses. But the testimony of the other two men does not clear them of suspicion or show that they are not lying. Of course, there is no evidence that they are the murderers. It's a bit of a trick......" he muttered as if to himself, but instead of looking down in contemplation, Peter began to observe the people present one by one.

Jack, who was on the side, immediately noticed Peter's actions, and he immediately turned his head and whispered to Tifa, who was following him, "Tifa, you see, he is worthy of being a detective, and he has begun to observe all the suspects, do you think he has already reached a conclusion?"

"Oh, no, Master Jack, did you say that Peter was looking at you?" Tifa looked up, and suddenly noticed Peter's gaze.

"Look at me? What do I have to look at? I'm just a passing soy sauce ...... Yes...... Really look at me again. Jack, who twisted his head back, met Peter's gaze, and Peter's deep blue eyes seemed to light up at this moment, and Jack felt his serious and dull face become high--it was a sense of excitement to find a surprise.

The next moment, Peter walked towards Jack with a big stride, and the tall detective took the lead in extending his right hand, "Meet, I'm Peter Kun." ”

"Ah...... Oh, I'm Jack Scarlett. Jack paused for a moment, then quickly reached out and shook Peter's hand.

"Hello, Mr. Scarlett, long admiration. Despite the polite words, Peter Kun was clearly still immersed in his mystery world, and he didn't even notice Jack's famous name in Ash City (not a good name, of course).

"Eh, look up for a long time...... So, Mr. Peter, is there anything you can do?"

"Well, Mr. Scarlett, I just wanted to ask what you think of this case, as far as those two suspects are concerned, Andrew and Muffy, do you think that one is more like a murderer?"

"Ah...... I don't have an exact answer right now, sorry. ”

"Well, I don't need you to have any exact answers, I just want you to give me some hints, maybe there are some places I haven't seen either, so tell me how you feel. ”

"Feeling?" "What does this guy want to do? Do you suspect that I am a murderer? Jack suddenly became a little wary, or did he want to play a face-slapping plot on me?

"Yes, just tell me your judgment!" Peter continued, looking a little anxious.

"I'm sorry, I don't know anything. But apparently, Jack was no ordinary foolish teenager, and he refused without enterprising.

"Really, just a little hint of your tendencies......" Peter soon realized that his request could not be answered, and he suddenly sighed a little helplessly, and said to Jack, "Well, Mr. Scarlett, can you take a step?"

"Okay......" Jack wanted to see what tricks the "detective" wanted to play, and now he was a little suspicious of Peter Kun's strength, if the detective didn't look for the real murderer, why did he come to him?

Jack told Tifa to wait for him for a while, and he followed Peter to a corner far away from the crowd.

"Tell me, Peter Kun, what are you playing?" asked Jack, curiously, "you should know I'm not the murderer." Or do you want me to say the wrong answer and then take the opportunity to laugh at me?"

"No, you are mistaken, Mr. Scarlett...... That's a long story...... At that time, I was just a little-known policeman......"

Seeing the expression of reminiscing about the past on Peter's face, Jack couldn't help it, and he quickly interrupted: "Stop! If it's a long story, please make sure it's a long story short, and be sure to reduce it to less than 20 words for me!"

"20 words is a bit too difficult for a strong person......" Peter smiled bitterly and continued, "Well, forget it, I was lucky enough to get an ancient magic [Destiny Radiance (Three Rings)], which allows me to directly observe the strength and weakness of other people's fate lines (when luck understands), and there is another criterion in that magic, [the truth is always contrary to the initial opinion of the person with the strongest luck] I thought about it later, in the popular novels I had read, the prisoners did seem to be different from the answers we got at the beginning, and I felt that if the person with a strong line of fate was the protagonist and the hole where we peeked into the world, that criterion might be the truth of the world. ”

"I see, that's why you've been picking on lucky people on the scene to ask them what they think, so as to deduce the real murderer, right?" Peter's reason made Jack feel very ridiculous, how can there be such a bullshit truth in the world? Besides, there is no detective novel in this world......, right?

On the contrary, Peter also took Jack's words seriously: "Luck? Ah, that's a good name, yes, I've been hit eight times out of ten cases! So, for the sake of the truth, please help me too!"

"Pick one of those two?"

"Yes, believe in fate, it is so high......" Peter's face was full of solemnity, his eyes were full of reverence and faith in fate.

"Believe you, big head!" Jack scolded reflexively.

"Huh!?" Peter was stunned, he was stunned.

"Wait...... Peter, what did you just say?" Jack asked, thinking of something from his previous words.

"Huh?" said Peter.

"I said let you repeat your last words!"

"Ahh......h

"High, high, high, above, high, right...... I'll just say it's weird!" Jack muttered as he sprinted back to the meditation room where the crime occurred.

He looked up.

Really...... Nothing.

I know!

(I'm in a good mood today, I'll send you a 4000 chapter, thank you for the reward of the fashion gentleman, in addition, thank you to the editor for recommending it to me again, I'm so moved by TT, what if I hit the street!)