Chapter 10: A Third-Rate Detective? Are you kidding

"Facts speak louder than words."

Zhang Huaiying opened his mouth without care, his hearing was much better than Ludwig's, as long as he wanted to, the wind and grass of the whole town could not escape his ears.

Of course, he knew that in the minds of most people, he was already a dead man after taking over the case of the Ripper, and he even heard the lamentations of many people along the way, and it seemed that he was going to go to his funeral.

"Ludwig, don't you think it's more rewarding to do something that everyone doesn't think about?"

"A sense of accomplishment?"

Ludwig looked at Zhang Huaiying, who looked confident.

"What's the point of a detective doing small cases all day long, even if it's nine out of ten? Only by completing this kind of big case can I show my ability to reason. ”

The town of Arkham is not big.

The two of them didn't have long to walk before they saw the church's towering Gothic roof standing out from the distance.

"The sheriff's office is over there, let's go get the gratuity first." Zhang Huaiying rubbed his hands.

Although money doesn't mean much to him, he doesn't need to buy a house or run around for a living, but the remuneration from solving the case is a proof of his reasoning ability.

"Ves."

knocked on the door opened by the Public Security Bureau, Zhang Huaiying stepped inside, but Weiss, who had always been at the door, disappeared at this moment.

"Zhang?"

In the sheriff's office, a young female sheriff saw Zhang Huaiying, her pupils dilated, and undisguised surprise appeared on her face.

"You came back alive? God blessed. ”

In her mind, as long as she had a little relationship with the Ripper, it was almost impossible to survive.

Zhang Huaiying appeared in front of her completely, which was unexpected.

"You didn't investigate the ripper, did you? I know that although you are usually stubborn like a cow, you will not joke with your own life. ”

"Of course I went to investigate." Zhang Huaiying said flatly.

"I understand." The sheriff had an expression I understood.

"I almost forgot, you probably didn't find a clue with your abilities, did you?"

"It's good if you're back anyway, or we're all going to plan your funeral, and Father Weiss and Father Smith are praying for you in the church, so go and see for yourself."

"The case of the ripper, Detective Zhang has been ......"

Ludwig stepped forward to reason with the other party, but Zhang Huaiying grabbed his arm and dragged him towards the church.

"Mr. Detective, they ......"

"Huh."

Zhang Huaiying shook her head, still with a smile on her face. "Didn't I say that? Actions speak louder than words. ”

Church.

In the empty hall, there were several people sitting in twos and threes, most of them were Zhang Huaiying's neighbors or friends of Father Smith.

George sat in the front row, his hands clenched into fists to his chin, praying with his heart for the safe return of his friend.

Father Smith stood in front of him, holding a scroll of Scripture and, in his hand, in a rare hand, the priest's scepter issued by the Church.

"Hear our prayers, great Lord, and we ask for your mercy to save the afflicted, O from the clutches of the dark wizards. Our dear neighbor, the detective of his duty, the honest Zhang, please guide him in the direction of his return. ”

The sound of prayer echoed in the hall, and thanks to the special architecture of the building, the sound was extremely solemn after reflection, riding the roof of the Gothic building, soaring upward.

End of the prayer.

Smith lowered his scepter, and the believers in front of him also raised their heads and looked at the statue of the deity behind Smith.

Knock Knock –

At the same time, there was a knock on the church door.

George was the first to turn his head, the sunlight streaming through the crack in the door, and finally opening the arms of the town.

His mouth was slightly open.

"Great Lord, the gods are above."

George rubbed his eyes vigorously, he was originally just a shallow believer, and he almost became a fanatical religious madman in an instant.

The others also looked at it one after another, and the expressions on their faces were wonderful, just like George's.

Is God visibly spirited?

"Zhang?"

Even Smith was stunned, his face full of astonishment as he looked at the familiar figure coming by the door.

Glancing at the scepter in his hand again, strange thoughts crossed his mind.

I, a priest who doesn't know how to do witchcraft, can I pray for success?

"Father Smith, George."

It wasn't until Zhang Huaiying opened his mouth that Smith was the first to come back to his senses.

"Great Lord, thank you for your mercy. Zhang, welcome back! ”

George rushed up with an arrow and put his arm around Zhang Huaiying's shoulder.

"Zhang, you're really back! Hahaha, my prayers worked, you have to thank me! ”

Seeing this, the rest of the people also gave polite blessings.

"Zhang, it's good to be back, don't do this kind of thing in the future."

"There is a cat shop in the seventh block, and you will not be less entrusted in the future, so you don't have to work hard."

Smith put down his scepter and stepped forward slowly, and the crowd immediately parted ways.

"Zhang." Smith looked at Zhang Huaiying, who was intact, and breathed a sigh of relief.

He said with a smile on his face:

"The church allowance has been applied for, and it will be in your account next week, and you can go directly to the bank in the town to withdraw the money with your documents, and then you will not have to run for a living."

With that, he turned his head to look at the others.

"The Lord can appear today, and thank you for your prayers, and I will be the master tonight, leaving you to have a thin meal."

"Father, this can't be pleased." Zhang Huaiying immediately took over when he heard this.

"The priest is right, thank you for caring so much about me, and before I left, I also said that I would invite everyone to the banquet, and I will invite you to this meal."

"You're here, please?"

The priest laughed.

"You loser, do you have money? Why, I want to treat you before I get the benefits? Let's wait until you make money. ”

The crowd laughed when they heard this.

"Of course I don't have any money now, but I'll have it soon."

"Where do you get your money from? Zhang, don't think I don't know, your little coffers, you spent it in the tavern last night. George immediately dismantled the stage.

Zhang Huaiying said unhurriedly:

"My little coffers are gone now, but soon they will be there."

"Where?"

"The Ripper's gratuity."

The voice fell.

It was as if the whole church had been muted, and laughter was stuck in everyone's throats.

The second half of George's words were blocked in his throat, his eyes were wide and round, and he couldn't say a word.

Smith was also stunned, he couldn't tell whether Zhang Huaiying was telling a joke or what he was saying, he pursed his lips, but he couldn't think of any words for a while.

Until a loud laugh tears through the dead silence.

"Hahaha, Zhang, you're bragging again!" Vess, who had been watching from the sidelines, finally couldn't help it, and he hugged his stomach and laughed.

"You didn't find Mr. Jackson's cat last time, that's what you said."

"Hahaha, Zhang is still so good at telling jokes, why don't you become a comedian in the future?"

Smith also looked helpless, and he sighed.

"Zhang, don't tell jokes at this time."

Zhang Huaiying didn't answer until everyone was laughing, and at the gate, Ludwig, who was dressed in knight's armor and didn't wear a helmet, walked in.

Bang!

The heavy iron box fell to the ground, and everyone was startled.

Smith's eyebrows jumped, his gaze locked on the bright medal on Ludwig's chest.

The silver-white medallion shines with the brilliance of white sorcery.

This is, the knight of the Church!

"Mr. Knight!" Smith was shocked.

It was obvious to him that this was clearly the armor of the high-ranking knights of the church.

The kind of medal with the power of white sorcery cannot be forged.

A High Knight, what is he doing in Arkham Town?

"Knight?"

"Knight-sama!"

Hiss –

Everyone gasped, and the temperature rose a few degrees.

The knight who can be called a gentleman by the priest must be a high-ranking knight of the church, and this kind of person must be treated with courtesy even if he is a marquis of the kingdom.

"Dear Mr. Knight, may I ask you for something about your visit to Arkham Town?" Smith, as a priest, was the first to step forward.

With the appearance of Ludwig, Zhang Huaiying was instantly abandoned by everyone's attention.

The sight of high-ranking knights in Arkham is something they don't necessarily encounter in their lives.

A group of people stood aside, but Ludwig's gaze passed directly through them and landed on Zhang Huaiying on the outside of the crowd.

"Mr. Detective, thank you for your reasoning, the Ripper has been ambushed."

Ripper ambush?

These five words instantly exploded the heads of Father Smith and Ves, but they soon realized it.

Mr. Detective?

!!!

Hmmm-

Countless pairs of eyes looked at Zhang Huaiying, and Smith was surprised, as if he knew this familiar neighbor for the first time.

The high-ranking knights of the church actually call him sir?