Nervous and terrified, he opened the door and saw a scene that he would never forget.

The smell of blood was thick and pungent as the door opened, and even the hapless man, a church pastor who usually dealt with this area, was almost fainted by the unbearable smell.

Holding back the feeling of nausea and churning in his stomach, he forced himself to look inside, and a cruel and frightening scene appeared before his eyes.

The president's entire body was divided into six pieces, but it was not a trauma caused by an external force. But this strange wound and cut surface is what makes people even more frightening, as if it is very naturally separated by some mysterious force.

The unknown is the greatest fear.

After that, the news quickly reached the ears of Rick Luxemburg, who was in his office dealing with various things, one after another because of the battle the day before yesterday.

The medical expenses and facilities and medicines for the wounded, the payment of pensions and medals for the dead, the arrangement of the repair of the destroyed buildings, especially the completely collapsed wall, and the allocation of funds, all these things had to be done by him, the mayor of the town.

'Damn Fisher!' Usually you don't have to be lazy, but you can't find a shadow at this time, and I'll definitely sue you in the noble court in the future!' Just as he gritted his teeth and pondered how to get revenge on Fisher, suddenly the door to his office opened.

It was his secretary who entered, and he was looking at Rick with a panicked expression, his sweat making him look like he had just been fished out of the pool.

"Something happened. So flustered. Didn't I always tell you to be steady in doing things, don't panic when you encounter things, and if you continue like this, how can you become a nobleman? This is your biggest dream now. Rick looked at his secretary and said with some blame.

But the secretary didn't have the slightest desire to hear Rick continue to preach, not because he didn't have enough respect for Rick, but because the matter he was asking for in return was too urgent and important.

He quickly approached Rick's side, whispering something in his ear. And Rick, who was frowning because of the rudeness of the secretary, frowned deeper and deeper as time passed. But look at him with a look of surprise. It's not like it's for the rudeness of the secretary just now. It's what the secretary reports.

"Is it true?" asked Rick solemnly.

"It's true, it's an official letter from the Traveler's Church just now, asking us to help investigate the cause of the branch president's death and track down the murderer. The secretary nodded vigorously. As if for fear that Rick wouldn't believe it. He took out the official document in his hand.

But I didn't read the document immediately. He casually threw it aside and said lightly: "Don't look at it, such a big thing." I don't think there will be any fake news. ”

"And what do you do with the church?" asked the secretary.

"You don't have to worry about this, I'll tell them myself later. Even so, they won't be too deep into this matter, after all, they also helped them deal with a traitor, and they let it go after a casual investigation. Rick said casually. This matter that is important to others, for Rick, is just a matter of being able to let go of it with a casual investigation.

"Then I'll go find someone to pretend to check, and finally give a reasonable report to prove that we can't catch the murderer. Is that okay?" the secretary thought for a moment and offered his advice to Rick.

Hearing this, Rick nodded with satisfaction, and said with satisfaction: "It seems that your comprehension has not been lost due to panic and nervousness, which is good! Just do what you think, I think in a few years I will be able to give you a knighthood through the council." ”

"Thank you, Your Excellency, I will definitely live up to your expectations!" the excited secretary thanked a little incoherently, he himself probably didn't know what Lu Dao was talking about now, but kept saying words of thanks, as if the person who was at a loss just now was not him, but someone else.

"Okay, don't say anything about that. As long as you perform well, then I will not skimp on my generous rewards. It's useless to say too many words of thanks, so go ahead and do something. Rick, who said this with a smile, waved his hand to signal that the secretary could go out.

"Yes!" replied the secretary in a loud voice, then turned and left the office and closed the door.

After the secretary was out of office for a while, Rick suddenly said something like a self-talk: "Okay, it's time for me to go." I just don't know what kind of expression the people on the other side of the Traveler Church are now? It's really unpleasant to ask me for people so arrogantly, as if I was their subordinate......"

Complaining, Rick slowly straightened his outfit and prepared to go to the Traveler's Church. But just as Rick got up to leave, the door that had been closed by the secretary was once again rudely pushed open.

A man stumbled in through the door, and he was also one of Rick's henchmen in the government. His face, with a panicked expression that was almost the same as that of the secretary just now, made Rick's ominous premonition suddenly rise.

Something troublesome has happened. It was the first judgment in his mind. And the facts have proved that his intuitive judgment is completely correct.

"Oh no, Your Excellency ...... Mayor," he said, he suddenly stopped and gasped for breath, first let him get the news, and then rush to the first time, for a civilian like him, this kind of vigorous exercise is a very difficult thing.

Rick didn't speak, just looked at his henchman so quietly, waiting for him to catch his breath, and then asked, "What the hell is going on, what's going on again?!"

The henchman didn't pay attention to the information revealed in Rick's words, and directly said the truth that shocked Rick infinitely: "Today in the alley near the town center area in the west of the town, a headless corpse was found, to be exact, the head was cut off and smashed to pieces on the ground. ”

"Don't tell me about such a trivial matter, I don't have the strength to care about it!" Rick rebuked loudly. The tone was full of impatience.

But the henchman didn't care at all, and he continued: "Although I can't identify the identity of the deceased, I can infer it from the belongings he was carrying, as well as the fact that there was a tragedy at the villa of His Excellency the Speaker last night...... It is likely that the deceased was His Excellency Viscount John Fisher......" (To be continued......