The next time Fisher was very idle, and he took care of all the things back to Nari in an orderly manner, and now he only needed to wait at home every day for the results to come out, and by the way, he also had to make some preparations for the speeches at the Royal Academy and the lectures at St. Nari University, after all, Nari's fall semester would start in a few days.

On Monday of the following week, after discussing with Damian, the latest issue of the "Nari Journal" published Fisher's "Theory and Proof of the Source of Magic", which was published like a bomb dropped on the Nari academic community, and instantly detonated the circle that had been silent for a long time.

The researchers of the Royal Academy learned the news for the first time, and seeing that Fisher had made new achievements, they were afraid that Principal Damian would be angry and they wouldn't even go to the Pink Pavilion, and they had to endure until Fisher's limelight passed.

They thought that the fall semester would start to improve, but they didn't know that the demonic Fisher would bring them a big gift at the opening ceremony of the fall semester.

Fisher's rental house was also flooded with all sorts of letters, one of which was congratulatory letters, all kinds of academic institutions, private; The other is academic debate, where some scholars have doubts about some parts of the paper and want Fisher to answer them; There are also letters of invitation from various magic prop companies in Nari, trying to explore whether there is a possibility of commercialization of soul type magic in the future.

I have to say that those guys are quite sensitive to the smell of money.

At first, Fisher planned to look at the letters, but then there were so many letters that he had no choice but to pile them aside and read them when he was free, because not all of them needed to be read anyway.

"Fisher!"

Several more days went on until it was almost noon on Thursday, when Fisher, who was upstairs preparing to speak, was interrupted by the voice of Martha downstairs, and he thought that someone had sent the letter.

"Just put it down, I'll come down and get it when I'm eating!"

"No, you're looking for a guest!"

Guest?

Fisher put down the script in his hand, thought for a moment, changed a word on the script to be more unpleasant, put it on the table, buttoned his shirt and went downstairs.

As soon as he got downstairs, Fisher was shocked by the battle in the living room.

I saw several people wearing dark trench coats and long hats with knightly sword emblems appearing in their homes, they were the police who maintained law and order in Nari, and there were special police stations in each neighborhood, but the people in front of them were not dressed like ordinary policemen.

"Hello, Mr. Fisher."

Fisher wasn't talking to any of the policemen, behind them, a lady sitting on the couch across from Martha stood up and looked at Fisher on the stairs, and said the first thing in greeting.

The lady was dressed in a similar outfit to the other cops, but the neckline was unbuttoned, she didn't wear a police hat, and a dull scar on her wheat-colored cheek made her look rather rugged.

"Hello, what's the matter?"

"Introduce yourself, Sergeant II of the Saint-Nari General Police Station, Leola." As she spoke, Fisher, who came down the stairs, saw her four-winged griffin badge pinned to her chest, which indicated that the police officer in front of her was of high rank, "We have encountered some difficulties in investigating the case, and we need to hire you temporarily to assist us in handling the case." ”

As she spoke, she pulled out a bulging envelope from her bosom and prepared to hand it to Fisher. This is the "assistance fee" for the Nari police to invite experts, and there are generally about 10,000 Nario, but this thickness should be more than 10,000, but 20,000.

Fisher didn't answer, but frowned,

"Why don't you go to the other members of the Magical Society, I remember that there are several members who are long-time partners of your Nari Police."

"We've talked to two experts from the Magical Society, but they don't have a clue about the case, and they say that Mr. 'Fisher Benavides' might have a clue." Leora didn't get the envelope back, just placed it on the table, and added, "They say it has something to do with the subrace. ”

Subrace? Or does it have something to do with magic?

Fisher was suddenly interested, there was actually a time of magic attack related to the subhuman race in St. Nari, and he didn't even know the members of the Magic Association, could it be some kind of ancient magic?

After pondering for a while, there was nothing else to do today except prepare a speech, so Fisher agreed, and set off with the sheriffs without even eating lunch. There was no carriage at the door of the rental house, and it seemed that the crime was not far from here, and they all came on foot.

As he walked, Leola next to him said,

"Mr. Fisher, do you know about the case that happened on Cullen Street the other day?"

"You know, the movement was so loud that even the tram stop was sealed, and I was forced to call a carriage back that day."

Leora nodded, took out a case report from his bosom and handed it to Fisher,

"On the second floor of apartment No. 3 on Karon Street, clashes broke out at midnight on Friday last week, the deceased Shugi, male, 34 years old, died due to excessive blood loss, had resisted before dying, there were traces of shooting and releasing magic; The murderer is unknown, and there is a strange [echo] fluctuation left at the scene. ”

Fisher looked at the case file and soon came to the scene of the crime, Karren Street.

Apartment No. 3 on Karon Street is facing the street outside, and the windows of one of the rooms above are completely shattered, revealing the ceiling inside, and a section of the electric track outside has been distorted, and the twisted rails look like a "gravity" type of magic, and many workers of the transportation bureau are removing the electric track for repair.

The entrance to apartment No. 3 was barricaded by the police, and the residents were protesting why the Nari police were affecting their lives. Led by Leola, Fisher soon arrived at the scene of the crime on the second floor, where the door opened to reveal a very cluttered room.

There was a thick pool of blood on the couch facing the balcony, but it had completely dried up after a few days, and the body was taken away by the police, but the rest of the items were not touched.

"The victim did not have a job, but according to the police report, he had been engaged in intelligence work in the Nali underground for a long time, providing intermediaries and intelligence sales services for various gangs and foreign forces... Mr. Fisher, the reverberations are here. ”

After the magic is released, the place where the heraldic pry the world echoes will leave obvious traces, which are invisible to the naked eye, and need to be seen with special magic or instruments, which can generally exist for about half a month, and some high-ring magic can even exist for several months, which shows that the magic pries the rules of the world to a great extent.

There are many places in the room where there are three metal rods with magical light stuck in the floor, this thing is called the [Echo Meter], the instrument used by the police to confirm the magic crime, and under the light of the light above, it can reverberate the world.

There were several places left by the dead when they used magic to resist, and the scholars of the Magic Guild had already distinguished, and the only one that could not be identified was the side near the windowsill. Fisher crouched down and looked at the ripples that appeared in the center of the three sticks, like a spatial fold, and from the ripples there was a faint purple light, but there was some faint white in the purple light.

Fisher looked at the magic for a long time, and then suddenly spoke,

"Four-ring magic, [Radiant Blade]..."

"Radiant Blade? Impossible, the reverberation of this magic is very different from the echo of the radiant blade, and the effect is not the strength that the radiant blade should have, and the experts of the two magic associations agree that this magic should be six rings upwards. ”

Leora said to Fisher as she looked back at the crack in the room that ran from floor to ceiling.

Fisher sighed, then reached out and pulled out the stick that had been stuck in the ground, and in the sight of several policemen, he moved the stick all the way up, only to find that the echo extended all the way up to the edge of the ledge.

"Those two people are right or wrong, at least they have no problem with their theoretical knowledge, they know that different species will release different traces of magic because of different magic circuits, and they recognize that the engraver of this magic is somewhat different from humans."

"You mean, this magic is really carved by subhumans?"

"No, it's carved by humans, the Radiant Blade uses the medieval version, and logically speaking, the power is not as good as the modern improved version, but the magic power of the releaser makes up for this, if he uses the modern version of the Radiant Blade, it is estimated that those two experts will predict the seven rings upwards."

Fisher put down the measuring instrument in his hand and made up his mind,

"The murderer is someone from the [Witch Research Society]."

"The Witch Workshop? That cult? However, Nari has previously examined the case of the Witch Workshop, and there has not been a single such magic. ”

"That's because the level of the previous person was not enough, and the person who came this time was not simple, it should be a [man-made witch]..."

Unlike modern magic, medieval magic has a very short shelf life, and it usually doesn't take more than four days to engrave it if it can be used and still works well, so the engraver must have come to Nari himself.

"Artificial witch?"

Others don't know the origin of the Witch Workshop, can Fisher, who has been looking for the [Immortal Witch] for a long time, not know?

The group is notorious in Nari and Schwali because they often carry out human trafficking under the guise of looking for witches, and the suspects of witches are often all kinds of young women, and there are often cases of abduction of women in the countryside and suburbs, but these are only minor fights by the branch.

Fisher, who had been to Kado, had heard that they were cultivating a product called [Artificial Witch], because they believed that the witch was the messenger of the Mother Goddess, and hoped to use the means of assimilation into a witch to get close to the Mother Goddess and listen to the teachings of the Mother Goddess, but at that time it was only a rumor, and I don't know if they succeeded.

But the characteristic of the Witch Research Society is that all this magic can be obtained.,I like to use the magic of the Middle Ages.,Similar to the magic fluctuations of witches... If it weren't for Fisher's real experience of seeing what the witch's magic looked like, I'm afraid he would have been deceived by the imposter in front of him.

"The Witch Workshop is working on a project that attempts to convert humans into witches in order to communicate with the Mother Goddess. If this case is about the Witch Society, you can go back and check some information that this deceased is handling. ”

Fisher stood up and looked around, and it seemed that this was the only one that was the magic unleashed by the intruder. The railroad tracks outside were crushed by the deceased's release of gravity magic, indicating that the victim was able to resist for a while after being hit by the Radiant Blade, so is it possible that he left some evidence or something?

"Sheriff Leola! Sheriff Leola! There is news from the inspection department! ”

Just as Fisher was thinking, a panting policeman ran up from downstairs in a panic, holding a hot black and white photograph that appeared to be the result of the inspection department.

"What's going on?"

"The inspection department found a strip of cloth in the stomach of the deceased with something written on it, and they told me to send it back to you."

Leora took the photo and looked at it, her brows furrowed deeper and deeper, and then she looked at Fisher who was observing the bloodstained sofa next to her with complicated eyes.

"Mr. Fisher, maybe your inference is correct, please see."

Fisher took the black-and-white photograph she handed over, and in the center of the photograph was a piece of cloth that had been stretched out, and the text in the center of the cloth that had been soaked was a little distorted, and it read,

"[The Undead Witch] has escaped from the Institute."