"The suspect in the serial murder case that lasted for more than a month has been arrested by the Sheriff's Department, according to the suspect's confession......"

On TV, three or five sheriffs were pressing a criminal whose face was mosaic, led by Chen Weidong, who was sweating profusely.

Zhang Huaiying sat on the sofa and saw the suspect being escorted to the car, so he yawned with satisfaction and ordered a takeout.

On his lap was a package, something from Hongguhua's body, a blood-red candle, a half-yellow talisman, and a wooden token.

"It's really unscientific that someone in this world can summon ghosts.

Zhang Huaiying was very curious, after living for so long, it was the first time he saw a living ghost, but it was a pity that he used a little more strength, and he didn't grasp the strength well, and the ghost was hammered to death.

picked up the red candle and smelled it, there was no smell, he took the yellow charm in his hand and played with it, the cinnabar notes on it were messy, and he couldn't see why.

After thinking about it, Zhang Huaiying finally held the wooden card in his hand.

The sound of the TV series is gone.

The glass gradually mottled and the walls cracked.

The world gradually turned gray.

Zhang Huaiying stood in place, watching the world change as if it had stood still in time.

Although his fists are ready to move, according to his rich reasoning experience, it is easier to get all the clues after the suspect has fully performed before hitting the other party.

Soon.

The world is gradually recovering, and the mottled colors are returning to the world.

The walls were peeling, newspapers were messy on the floor, a few empty wine bottles were piled up in the corner, and a faint musty smell mixed with the smell of stinky socks lingered in the air.

It was a small room, and it was a clutter of objects, crowded like a pigeon cage, with windows on either side of the wall closed and thick curtains blocking every inch of light.

Zhang Huaiying blinked, he knew very well that he was no longer in the world he was familiar with, picked up a newspaper from the ground, and the unfamiliar words reconfirmed this fact.

Well?

His eyelids suddenly lifted, and he tilted his head, and the unfamiliar words became familiar to him again.

Arkham Daily.

"This is called Arkham Town?" Zhang Huaiying picked up the newspaper and looked around, this is an ordinary city daily newspaper, and there are no pending criminal investigation events that he is interested in.

Walking around the room, he had a few more papers in his hand.

One driver's license, one ID card.

Unexpectedly, the photo on the document was actually his face.

However, Zhang Huaiying left these abnormalities behind him the next moment, and he opened the last document with a dark green cover in his hand.

Detective license.

The five pretty big characters instantly made Zhang Huaiying forget his doubts about suddenly coming to this world.

A world with a detective license.

It's no more interesting than where he came from.

Goo –

In protest, Zhang Huaiying reached into his pocket and pulled out a wallet that was flatter than his stomach.

No money.

"Sure enough, money is a necessity in any world." He picked up the crumpled suit he had thrown on the couch and put on his top hat.

Since there is a detective license in this world, it should be the same as detective novels, and you can take jobs and make money openly.

Push open the door.

Somewhat different from what Zhang Huaiying thought, the streets on both sides were low-rise buildings, the highest of which was no more than three stories, except for the high roof of a Gothic church in the distance.

"It's kind of like the modern era before the first industrial revolution."

Seeing the carriage passing on the road, Zhang Huaiying looked at the ground in front of him with some vigilance.

Luckily, I didn't see anything suspicious like feces.

There must be a sewer at this time.

"Zhang, are you willing to give it up? I thought you were going to die drunk in the house. ”

A rough voice sounded in Zhang Huaiying's ears, and as soon as he turned his head to look, an arm covered with burlap was on his shoulder, and there was a smell of engine oil.

"Look away, man. Isn't it just a case to smash, anyway, it's not once or twice. ”

This is a middle-aged man with a scruffy beard, he has a wrench in one hand and has a strong body.

"Failure is common, you see, we're all used to it, what's not used to it?"

Although this sentence is very strange, Zhang Huaiying still heard the meaning of comfort, it seems that the detective career of the former owner of this body is not going well.

"George, you should go fix the car." The voice was very gentle, and following the instructions of his ear, Zhang Huaiying saw an old man in a white robe walking slowly in the distance.

"Father."

Seeing the old man, George immediately reached out to touch his chest and stepped aside.

"Zhang, you're resting."

Looking at the kind old man in front of him, Zhang Huaiying nodded.

"I've always been in good spirits."

Goo –

There was a muffled sound.

His stomach betrayed him.

Seeing this, the priest seemed to have expected it, and took out a bag of oat bread and handed it out with a smile.

"You've slept all day, come on, eat something and put your stomach on it."

"Don't be too anxious lately, just do things slowly, it's normal to fail in handling cases, and those sheriffs are not 100% successful."

The priest's words sounded much more comfortable than George's, but Zhang Huaiying didn't care.

He has always been very confident, and his reasoning skills are top-notch.

As long as he comes out, it must be perfect reasoning.

"Father, where's the sheriff's office?"

The priest was stunned for a moment, but saw Zhang Huaiying smile seriously and helplessly.

"You kid, drunk and confused? Take a right turn in front of this street. ”

"Thank you, Father."

Zhang Huaiying thanked him and turned his head and ran, he couldn't wait to handle the case!

"Father, do you think he's going to fail again this time?" Although it was a high probability event, George still asked.

The priest shook his head.

"I applied for relief from the church last month, and it should be there soon, and Zhang's life will be much better after that, and I don't expect him to do anything.

"In this world, it's good to be safe."

Sheriff's Office.

"Zhang, what's the matter?" At the front desk, a sheriff asked in surprise.

Then he took out a piece of paper and handed it over.

"Here's the most recent order, see if there's anything interested."

For Zhang Huaiying, a third-rate detective known to the whole town, although he often messes up some cases, he is also a resident of the town, and everyone is very accommodating to him.

Knowing that Zhang Huaiying's case-handling skills are very poor, they specially prepared some simple cases for him, which is difficult to handle, and it is always okay to find cats and dogs.

"That's all?"

Zhang Huaiying was speechless, and he picked up the paper in his hand.

"Help Mrs. Boomer find her lost cat? Chase away stray dogs in the Fifth Block? And this, picking up Mark's son to school in the third block? ”

He raised his head and said helplessly:

"These are the things detectives do? Are you sure it's not babysitters and security guards? ”

Vis tilted his head.

"Isn't this what the detectives did?"

"Of course not!" Zhang Huaiying raised his head slightly.

"Is there a big case?"

"Big case?" Vis slammed into a snort.

"Nope."

He reflexively said.

A big case, even if it is true, it is impossible for him to hand it over to Zhang Huaiying, otherwise this fool will lose his life.

"Not really." Facing Zhang Huaiying's direct eyes, Weiss subconsciously turned his head.

However, he found that Zhang Huaiying's pupils suddenly focused.

！！！

Oops!

"That won't work!"

"That's it!"

It's too late, it's too soon.

Weiss only felt that his eyes were slight, and he saw that a copy of the newspaper behind him was taken by Zhang Huaiying, whose eyes were as bright as a weasel seeing a chicken.

"The Ripper is back, the poor sheriff of the ninth block who lost his guts."

The corners of Zhang Huaiyi's mouth cracked, and he slapped the newspaper on the table.

"Ripper, I'll take it."

Ves's face is green, the Ripper case.

This is a case that arose five years ago and was caused by a collective disappearance of a sheriff while investigating a disappearance.

But later, everyone involved in the case, whether it was a sheriff or a detective, was disemboweled, and no one survived.

Since then, no one has dared to investigate the case until last week, when a woman was killed again, but until now, no one dared to take over.

"This case is not accepted!" Weiss stiffened his neck, he didn't want Zhang Huaiying, a stupid man with horns, to die.

However, he miscalculated again.

I saw Zhang Huaiying looking at him with a puzzled expression.

"If you don't accept it, I'll finish my own investigation, and the suspect will always have a reward."

Weiss:???

A hand patted him on the shoulder, leaving only a word.

"When the time comes, the murderer will be found, and I will inform you."

On the street corner, George had just finished chatting with the priest when he saw Zhang Huaiying appear again.

"So fast?"

He was amazed that it was impossible for the other party to leave the Sheriff's Office without spending half an hour before.

"What case did you take?"

Zhang Huaiying handed over a newspaper casually.

George stretched out his hand to take it, and under the black and white ink printing, the disembowelment lady was lying on the street, and his face turned white at once.

"Ripper?"

Seeing Zhang Huaiying nodded, his face turned pale.

"You don't want to die!"