After returning to the Security Bureau, Ferrin and Ivy successfully borrowed the Doom Drawing Board.

"Identification Eye!"

Although Fei Lin felt that his six-ring identification eye was enough to weaken the side effects of the Doom Drawing Board to a very low level, he still used the identification eye on the Doom Drawing Board to check the side effects after weakening.

Type: Cursed

Name: Doom Sketchpad

Grade: Type I

Extraordinary ability: Clip a blank piece of paper on the artboard, and contact the artboard with the object that the target has touched as the lead, and a hint of the target to be searched will appear on the white paper.

Side effects: After use, the user will have a high probability of injury and less likely to be seriously injured for the next 12 hours.

Weakened side effects: After use, the user will experience bad luck for the next two hours, with mild bad luck and no risk of injury.

"The level of bad luck is mild, and there is no risk of injury."

Seeing the side effects of the weakening, Ferrin was relieved.

Compared to the original side effects, it has been greatly weakened in his acceptable range.

With the Doom Drawing Plate, Ferrin and Ivy arrive at the morgue.

Removing the black cloth covering the Doom Drawing Board and sandwiching a blank piece of paper on the drawing board, Fei Lin touched the middle-aged man's corpse with the Doom Drawing Board.

As the Doom Drawing Board touched the middle-aged man's corpse, a large amount of paint appeared on the white paper, mixing with each other and wriggling on the white paper.

It was like thousands of worms of various colors crawling on the white paper, and the graffiti that used to look like a child gradually became clear.

Eventually, a clear pattern appears on the white paper.

In the pattern, there is a strange-looking ceramic doll.

The ceramic figure stands on its legs, and its body is painted with red oil paint and red trousers, as if it is wearing a blood-stained shirt.

In the abdomen, there is not flesh and skin, but an exposed large intestine.

It was as if he had been tortured, and the flesh of his abdomen was cut off whole, and those who watched felt a chill.

On the face of the ceramic puppet, there is not pain, but a smiling face.

It's just that this smile is extraordinarily weird in the eyes, it is a cold, scalp-numbing smile.

"A ceramic doll?"

Ferrin looked at the portrait, and Ivy leaned forward to look at the portrait.

When I saw a ceramic doll on the portrait, I couldn't help but look a little surprised.

What they are looking for is a "murderer", and can a ceramic doll kill someone?

But soon, the two had a guess.

"It's a cursed thing, this ceramic doll should be a cursed thing, someone should use this cursed thing to kill someone!"

Ferrin guessed.

The ceramic doll on the white paper is supposed to be a cursed object, and the reason why it became a "murderer" is because someone killed someone with this cursed object.

Because it kills people with the help of cursed things, the middle-aged man's corpse has the breath of a cursed thing, and a portrait of a cursed thing will appear on the white paper.

"This cursed thing is likely to be able to kill people from a distance!"

Ivy said.

Many of those killed were killed under the watchful eyes of many people, so it is likely that the cursed thing will be able to kill people from a distance.

"And this person is most likely an ordinary person!"

Ivy continued.

If it is a person with extraordinary abilities, unless he has an eye of identification like Fei Lin, which can weaken the side effects of the cursed thing, then he will never use the cursed thing easily.

Only ordinary people who lack the "means to kill" will kill people with cursed things after they get them.

It's likely that this ordinary person doesn't even know that there is a price to be paid for using cursed things.

"Unfortunately, there is nothing on the portrait other than the ceramic figure, and there is no way to know more about this person."

Fei Lin said with some regret.

I don't know if it's because the "murderer" is a cursed thing, but there is nothing else on the portrait except for the ceramic doll that is suspected to be a cursed thing, so I can't get more information.

"There are indeed few clues, but since it is an ordinary person who kills people, then the possibility of vendetta is very large, and this can be used as a clue for investigation."

Ivy groaned for a moment, and uttered her speculation.

"I can only try to investigate from this direction."

Felin said.

Immediately, the two left the morgue and went to the office of the head of the security department to find Jumana.

"The investigation records of those people? Please wait a moment. ”

Hearing Fei Lin and Ivy's request, Ju Mana immediately placed a bookshelf of investigation records from the side of the office, took out the investigation records of the people who died unexpectedly, and handed them to Fei Lin and Ivy.

Ferrin and Ivy took it, sat down on the couch next to them, and began to look through the investigation records one by one.

From a week ago to now, there have been seven people who have died unexpectedly, including employees of trading companies, landlords who collect rent, and owners of shops......

Occupations are completely different, and so are the places where they live, and it is difficult to connect these people if they are not all accidental deaths.

After more than an hour, Ferrin and Ivy went through all the investigation records.

"There is no record of the deceased making enemies with others!"

Both of them couldn't help frowning, and in the investigation records, there was no record of the deceased making enemies.

"At the beginning, the investigation was based on accidental death, and the police officers who investigated may not have asked relevant questions, so I thought that the security department could re-inquire and investigate, focusing on who the deceased had a grudge with."

Felin said.

"It's possible."

Ivy nodded.

The two looked at Jumana, who was sitting at the desk, and shouted.

"Minister Jumana."

"Miss Ivy, Mr. Ferrin, what's the matter?"

Jumana, who was working on the papers, put down her pen and looked up at the two of them and asked.

"We suspect that the deaths of these seven people are related to vendettas, but none of the seven investigation records have any record of the deceased being at odds with others."

"Please also re-appoint police officers to investigate and question people close to the deceased, focusing on who the deceased had a feud with."

Felin said.

There were only two people in him, and it would be too time-consuming to go to the investigation one by one, so entrusting the officers of the security department was the best way.

"Okay, I'll arrange for someone to go to investigate and inquire."

Jumana nodded.

"When will I get the results of the investigation?"

Ivy asked.

"In about a day, we should have a new investigation record tomorrow."

Jumana estimated and said.

"Then we'll come back tomorrow."

Ferrin and Ivy stood up to take their leave.

Leaving Jumana's office, the two walked out of the security department.

At the entrance of the security department, the carriage in which the two men came was parked on the side of the road, and the two walked towards the carriage.

Quack, quack!

A birdsong sounded in the sky, and birds could often be encountered in the city, but neither Ferrin nor Ivy cared about it, nor did they feel the danger, so they continued to walk towards the carriage.

Suddenly, something fell from the sky, and by chance it landed on Ferrin's head.

Feeling something wrong with his head, Fei Lin reached out and touched his head, and suddenly touched something sticky.

With a bad premonition in his heart, he quickly looked at his hand, and his face suddenly became ugly.

I saw that his hands were stained with a white-gray sticky substance, and a foul smell was coming to his nose.

“……”

Seeing Fei Lin suddenly stop, Ivy turned her head to look at Fei Lin, and immediately saw the white goo on Fei Lin's head and hands.

She naturally understood that this was the doom effect of the doom drawing board, and she held back a smile on her face, and she endured it so that she could not laugh out loud.