"You...... I...... In a word! Take care of it for me right away! The corners of the man's mouth twitched, "Hey, Sally, you come and keep an eye on these two, I still have to catch up on sleep." ”

The man flicked his dressing gown, ignored the two people who were still standing on the porch, and turned to leave.

"I'm sorry, two officers. Mr. Pinault throws tantrums whenever he doesn't get enough sleep. The maid named Sally bent down apologetically.

Grandin was only a little disgusted by the tone in which the man spoke, and did not have any resentment towards the polite Sally. And Lorotta, she loves all the maids.

"Miss Sally, please take us out into the yard."

Grandin said with a professional gesture.

"Are you going to see the scene? That pool of blood scared everyone. ”

Although this incident has passed, Sally is still a little scared when she thinks about it. She patted her chest and led the way.

"How many times has this happened?" Grandin followed the maid onto the lawn and asked.

"It's been a while, at first there was only a strange whistling, and then a few times the glass would be shattered with the sound. Blood appeared on the lawn for the last time. ”

Sally answered the question as she led them to the fence in the courtyard.

The lawn had been shoveled off, the dirt had been turned out, and some blood could be faintly seen. Sally didn't come up, she was standing five or six paces away.

This time, without waiting for Grandin to check, Lorota was the first to crouch down. She twisted some of the bloodied dirt with her hand and sniffed it close to her nose.

"It's not like human blood...... I lack the tools to make accurate judgments. Lorota frowned.

Grandin lowered his voice, "What do the spirits around you say?" ”

Lorota stood up, "Those little ones aren't that smart. ”

"I see, ma'am. Please get rid of the maid, and I'm going to do a divination. Grandin pulled the crystal pendant from his bosom.

Since reasoning can't solve things, then we can only rely on metaphysics.

Lorota gladly accepted the task, and she immediately took the maid's hand and walked away.

After making sure that there was no one around, Grandin settled down and let the crystal pendant hang down naturally.

"It's not human blood."

"It's not human blood."

Repeating this seven times, Grandin sympathizes his spirituality with the spirit world that is above all else.

The pendant began to turn clockwise, indicating that it was indeed not human blood.

"It doesn't look like a homicide."

He thought for a moment, pondered the divination statement, and repeated it again:

"There's no otherworldly element involved."

Over and over again, when he opened his eyes, he found that the pendant was still moving clockwise.

"There's no transcendence involved."

After two successful divinations, Grandin, who thought he was already certain in his grasp, simply twisted out some bloody dirt and divined again:

"The reason for the appearance of blood."

Relying on the super high inspiration provided by his own sequence, he quickly arrived in a hazy, distorted, and bizarre broken world without having to fall asleep.

Gradually, he came across a building that resembled Mr. Pino's house. An old man with a gloomy face was seen slaughtering a goat. I saw him carrying a basin of goat's blood in his hand, and splashing it into the yard through the fence. new

Grandin's withdrawal from the dream, which does not involve extraordinary divination, has a high accuracy rate, and now it seems that all this was done by Mr. Pinault's neighbor.

"The police can't control their neighbors -- >>

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Contradictory, but why did the old man do this? ”

In a conscientious and responsible manner, Grandin once again found the maid who was whispering to Lorota.

"Miss Sally, can you take us to see those shattered glass windows?"

The maid was startled when Grandin suddenly appeared, and her face flushed, "Okay, okay, please come with me." The house has not been cleaned yet, so please be careful with your step. ”

This time the two finally entered the house, and as they walked, they fell behind the maid.

The furnishings in this house are quite luxurious, but now it's like a garbage heap.

"In order to cooperate with Mr. Pinault's schedule, everyone will wait until the evening to come out to clean."

Sally explained embarrassedly.

Upon entering the foyer, Grandin saw the cards and chips dropped on the table, and saw various percussion instruments. From time to time, there would be empty wine bottles blocking the way, and he even found a pair of black stockings stuffed in a vase in the hallway. Well, there was also a white lady's sock hung from the antlers of the living room decorated elk......

"What did you find?" Lorota's shoulder was next to Grandin.

"Mr. Pino's life is quite rotten." Grandin sighed before he continued, "It's a neighborhood dispute, and this matter has nothing to do with transcendence. ”

"So it looks like we could have a few fewer pages in our report."

Lorota sighed and began to exchange information she had received from the maid:

Pinault's father was a director of a mechanical watch company. After his father's death, Pinault inherited the estate and now lives on interest. You know, as long as you have enough money in the bank, even if you don't do anything, you can easily live on interest alone, just like this Pinault. ”

"Oh, rentier." Grandin nodded, in understanding.

"This is it."

Sally, the maid, led them to the shattered window. It's a glass cloister with a view of the lawn and the back garden, but now some of the broken glass windows are boarded up.

Grandin looked out of the window next to him and saw that the location was almost in a straight line with the place where the old man had poured the sheep's blood.

It's really a neighborhood conflict, and this is not under the control of the police, but should go to the residents' self-government committee. I also thought of the reason why the old man did this, it must be a nuisance.

After a little scrutiny, Grandin found the truth, but to be on the safe side, he confirmed to the maid:

"Is Mr. Pinault partying a lot lately?"

"Yes." The maid nodded in confirmation.

"Strange whistling, shattering glass, blood in the yard, did this happen during the party?"

"Like...... Yes? The maid replied uncertainly.

"Alright, the case is closed, Miss Maid. Please tell Mr. Pinault that his neighbours are very unhappy with him. Such matters should be resolved through consultation with the residents' self-government committees. If there is a conflict, consider calling the police. ”

Grandin clapped his hands and made it look like the matter was settled satisfactorily:

"If my neighbor doesn't sleep in the middle of the night and doesn't let me sleep, I'll smash the window pane of his house too."

"Okay, okay, I'll tell Mr. Pinault." The maid stammered a little when she spoke, she didn't expect that these supernatural events were actually done by neighbors.

She blushed and was a little ashamed:

"Actually, most of the time the party ends in the wee hours of the morning. But on Monday, in order to bid farewell to Mr. Harris's good friend, Mr. Harris, the party did last all night. ”

Grandin, who had already walked to the door, paused: "I'm sorry, I didn't hear clearly, you just said...... Mr. Harris? ”