ICP record number: Xiang B2-20100081-3 Internet Publishing Qualification Certificate: Xinchu Network License (Xiang) Zi No. 11 Network Culture Business License: Wen Wangwen [2010] No. 128

When the body was delivered to Raschel, it was already early the next morning.

Looking at Padgett's corpse, Raschel trembled slightly, and his teeth began to chatter. That was the expression that Huigler would not have shown even if he pointed his sword at his nose.

Everyone has their own scales, their own sacred and inviolable places in their minds, and their own people who they are unwilling to harm and protect no matter what.

For Raschel, Padgett was his only friend and the most important.

Now his most important friend is dead, leaving him forever.

Looking at Padgett's corpse, an uncontrollable anger rose from the bottom of his heart.

"What the hell is going on?" Raschel asked Cross angrily.

"Huy Glare broke into the palace last night and was found by the guards. He killed Padgett as he fled. ”

Raschel's heart was shocked.

He looked at Cross in surprise, and for a long time, he slowly walked over to Padget's corpse and crouched down.

Half-kneeling in front of Padget's body, Raschel began to examine.

His every movement was very careful, gentle, soothing, and at the same time, every movement made Cross nervous.

God knows that there had never been a second-tier samurai who could make him nervous before.

Padgett's body had been charred, and the flames used were so strong that if they burned long enough, they could have turned them to ashes. Cross knew that it was impossible to leave a trace, but he still felt uneasy.

He knows what kind of person Raschel is, he's the kind of guy who can find a net if you give him a clue.

"Was it the Blazing Bird?" Raschel asked in a low voice.

"I guess I wasn't there when the accident happened. Cross let out a helpless sigh.

Raschel did not ask questions, but continued to observe the body.

The corpse was so badly burned that the flesh was barely visible, and it was the result of the flamethrows that formed from the head, which was very consistent with the attack characteristics of the blazing birds.

But Raschel's eyes were still full of suspicion.

"I don't understand one thing. He said suddenly.

"What?" asked Cross.

"Pagit is an earth warrior, and with his fighting ability, he can completely block the attack of the blazing bird, but if you look at the damage caused by this flame, it means that he was burned in a state of complete resistance. Why is that?"

Cross sighed, "He really couldn't fight back because he was wearing a forbidden air ring at the time. ”

"Forbidden Ring?" Raschel stood up and glared at Cross, "Why did Padgett wear a forbidden ring?"

"It's the order of Her Royal Highness the Princess. Cross replied, "He has repeatedly disobeyed the will of the princess and dealt with Huigler without permission, which makes His Highness very angry. Her Royal Highness the Princess personally ordered Pagett to be imprisoned. Huigler was seen at night breaking into the palace, and the blazing birds attacked everywhere, and it was in this situation that Pagette was injured. He was burned alive......"

There was a sad expression on Cross's face, this red-robed ** master has a good acting talent. In fact, this story is also quite well written, and Cross does not accuse Huey of deliberately killing Padgett, but the blazing birds obviously do not discriminate against anyone when attacking humans. Defenceless Padgett dies under the attack of the blazing bird, all traces are erased, and everything seems so natural.

And it is a fact that Padgett was ordered to be detained by the princess, and Raschel will only find out that he is not lying, even if he goes to check it. As for the palace, there were indeed people who broke into the palace last night, and at the same time, there was indeed a pair of birds flying in the sky, but it was a firebird made by magicians with magic, but it was fundamentally different from elemental birds. Except for the magician, it is impossible for ordinary guards to see the difference.

Cross's answer stunned Raschel. Her Royal Highness's order? Yes, and only by her own order will Pagett be imprisoned here.

The princess's dissatisfaction with Padget, Raschel is naturally very clear.

But he also knew one thing, one thing that only he knew—that Huey Glair had promised himself that he would not implicate Padget.

If it had been someone else's promise, Raschel might not have believed it.

But Huyglier's promise, Raschel never doubted.

After more than a year of tracking, he already knows enough about Huy Gler. He knew that this was a young man who was quiet on the surface, but full of arrogance in his bones. In fact, being able to come out alive from an environment like Purgatory Island does give him too much capital to be proud of. This pride is embodied on the outside, that is, it is true to the word. Since Hue Igler said that he would not let the princess hurt Padget, he would definitely do it.

So why is this happening? Is it because I misread him? Or is it ......?

Raschel gave Cross a deep look.

He crouched down again, looking at Padgett's body more closely than before.

The autopsy has always been a very delicate matter, and dealing with the dead and uncovering the most valuable clues through the smallest details is the key to solving the case. However, in the age of magic, people relied more on magic, and few people studied it. Unless it's a person like Raschel who has no talent and can only rely on his mind and experience to eat.

As he watched, Raschel muttered to himself.

"There are tiny punctures on the wrists and neck, which appear to be traces left by the forbidden air ring. ”

"The broken bones of his hand indicate that he had been hit hard before his death. It may be that the lack of vindictive protection has led to counter-injury. ”

Cross hurriedly explained: "He was very excited when he was brought in, and repeatedly explained that he did not betray Her Royal Highness the Princess, and he also made a move, and a guard was injured by him. You know that although the fighting spirit of the warriors will be shackled by the forbidden air ring, their ** strength is also very strong, and the forbidden air ring cannot be restrained. ”

"Is the guard still alive?" Raschel asked.

"I'm still alive, but I'm not badly hurt. Cross replied, reminding of the scene where Padgett beat himself up like a mad tiger.

"That's already a miracle. Raschel said coldly. He raised one of Padgett's right hands, and the back of his hand hit the fist part, revealing the blackened phalanges: "It looks like he hates the guy he beats, and he actually broke his wrist and exposed his bones." It's funny that that person is still alive. ”

Cross's heart jumped: "I don't think you need to dwell too much on this issue. The point is that Padgett is dead, and the person who killed him was Huey Gler. ”

The corpse had already been burned to black coal, but Raschel still saw some problems, and Cross was almost crazy.

They were interested in Raschel's cunning mind, but before that, they had to go through the test of the other's keen gaze to catch everything.

Raschel's heart ached again, and he took a moment before he said, "Cross, I have a question that I need your answer. ”

"What?"

"Have you examined his body at the Legal Affairs Department?"

"No, everybody thinks it's not necessary, because that's what everybody sees. ”

"And what about Padget's family"

"They haven't gotten word yet. ”

"Haven't heard from it yet?" Raschel closed his eyes after receiving the answer.

It was the last answer he expected.

The princess's bodyguard was dead, at the hands of a wanted criminal.

This may not be a big deal, but the outrageous thing is that the body was neither handed over to the Judiciary for examination, nor was it returned to his family in the first place, but he was sent to his side, and it was a charred corpse that was almost unrecognizable, and there were even fewer clues that could be found from this corpse.

Raschel let out a long sigh, "You are in such a hurry to send him to me......"

"We need your help, Raschel. Huy Gler will appear at the Royal Coliseum, on the day of the Emperor's birthday. But we don't know in what capacity he will appear, who he will be, what he will do. Can you help us find him. ”

"I ......"

"He killed your best friend, Raschel. Think about how much Padgett has done for you. Now it's time for you to repay him. ”

"You're right, Cross. Raschel nodded.

Anyway, it's an indisputable fact that Padgett is dead. And Raschel could not find any evidence that it was not Huey's hand.

"I'm going to help you, and I promise you with my life that I'm going to force Huyglaire out that day. ”

"That's for the best. Cross bowed to Raschel and left with Padget's body.

Just before he left, Raschel suddenly shouted, "Cross!"

"What else?"

"What are you going to do to return Padgett to his family?"

"Right today. ”

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When night fell, Padget's home was still in a mournful atmosphere.

Padgett's wife, Beth, is also a beautiful lady from a famous family, and her husband's death hit her hard. A three-year-old boy was left behind, who had just been able to speak, still ignorant, and did not yet know how to grieve for his father's death.

A servant came up to Beth and whispered, "Mr. Raschel is here." ”

"Invite him in. Beth spoke quickly, knowing that Raschel was her husband's best friend.

The mourning hall had been arranged, and Raschel came to the mourning hall and bowed respectfully to the samurai placed among the flowers.

"Excuse me, ma'am. ”

Beth hugged her son and sobbed.

Raschel turned to the housekeeper at Pagget's house, "Have you decided when to be buried?"

"No decision has been made yet, but the weather is hot and it is not suitable for long. But the state of the lady, as you can see, is very bad. Maybe you can convince her. ”

"I will. Raschel nodded.

After whispering a few words of comfort, Raschel found a place to sit down.

Time flies, and in the blink of an eye, it is late at night, the guests come and go, and the family, which has become lively because of the grief, gradually becomes cold again.

When the last guest left, Padgett was left with Raschel alone.

"Raschel. After a day of crying, Beth's eyes were swollen like walnuts, and her spirit was somewhat sluggish, but her mind was still clear: "I know you must have something to say to me before you leave." ”

"Exactly. ”

"We're all old friends, just say it. ”

"Do you know how Padgett died?"

"Huy Glerle killed. ”

"Actually, I'm skeptical. Raschel shook his head: "There's something I've never told anyone, no one knows. ”

"What?" Beth paused.

"I've met Huey Gler, it's a one-on-one meeting. Hue Glare once threatened me with Padget's life and death, asking me to tell me the cards against him. I agreed. I know this man, he may be mean and cunning, cruel in his methods, but at the same time he is arrogant, he has given up countless opportunities to kill me, I can hardly imagine him going to kill Padget who did not pose much threat to him at all, but taught him to be vindictive. ”

"But they said ......"

"It doesn't matter what people say, Beth, it's what you see. Raschel interrupted Beth, "I suspect there's a conspiracy here, someone trying to use Padgett's death to force me to do something for them, but I'm not that easily deceived. And I can't be sure of that either, so I need evidence to prove my idea. ”

"What do you want to do?" Beth was shocked.

"Find out who killed your husband, my good friend. ”

"That'...... Do you need me to do anything for you?"

Raschel's voice was slightly lowered: "Yes, I need you to make a difficult decision. This decision may be a desecration of Padgett and an unbearable pain for you. It's difficult, but I need your consent. ”

"What decision?"

"Let me dissect Padget's body. ”

"Ahh

Raschel sighed: "I know that is a very difficult decision, what I have said so far is only speculation, if my speculation is wrong, then it is all useless, even if my speculation is correct, the desecrated dead...... Padget's soul will not be at peace either. But I still hope that you will agree to my request, because that is the only way I can find the real murderer. ”

Beth's head bowed, and she thought for a long time. "Mr. Raschel, is that all there is to it?"

"Yes, I'm sorry, ma'am. ”

"Do you need to use that method?"

"I hope I don't, but I can't guarantee it. ”

"So...... Do what you have to do. Under the light, Beth raised her proud head: "My husband can't die in vain, I want to know who is the real murderer of him, and then ...... You're going to avenge him, aren't you?"

"Do everything in my power. Raschel replied.

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The knife slices all the way down from Padget's neck, cutting through the entire chest and abdomen.

Raschel's movements are gentle and relaxed, dissecting his best friend as if he were a lover.

According to the laws of the Empire, the dead are sacred beings and cannot be dissected, otherwise the soul will not rest in peace. Necromancy is considered the most vicious spell because it desecrates the dead.

But today, Raschel is desperate.

Lifting the outermost charred flesh, Raschel was presented with a scene that will never be forgotten.

It was as if Padgett's internal organs had been struck with a heavy object, and they were all shattered, and none of them were intact.

Raschel scooped a handful of it with his hand, and the shattered heart slid from his fingertips like a tofu block, outlining a pool of blood.

Beth couldn't take any more of the disgusting scene, turned her head and ran to vomit.

Raschel's expression remained steadfast, his eyes focused on his work.

"The internal organs are formable and feel like grit, which is a damage caused by magic, and it is a very powerful kind that can act directly on the inside of the body. ”

Raschel's brow furrowed deeply.

Isn't it too much of a fuss to deal with such a powerful blow against a samurai who can't use his fighting spirit?

When did Huy Gler have such a spell again?

Raschel swung his knife and sliced Padget's arm open.

This is......

All the tendons and veins were broken, and the blood vessels burst, which was a proof of the extreme use of fighting spirit. Raschel began to get excited.

As he expected, Padgett had a fight before he died, and it was an all-out fight, to the point of breaking the bones of his hand. Even if a battle like this is won, the winner is doomed to death.

What kind of fight would have made Padgett so risky to fight, and still be killed by a single blow?

Countless thoughts swirled through Raschel's mind, and the next moment, he suddenly did something horrific - he plucked Padgett's eyeballs off, put his finger directly into Padgett's eye socket, and after bringing out a bit of white substance, he put his finger directly in his mouth.

Raschel's body suddenly glowed with a little magic, and anyone who saw it would be shocked.

Who would have thought that Raschel would be able to do magic?

The glow of magic wasn't strong, and Raschel's eyes were white, like a dead man standing.

The strange substance he put into his mouth was under the influence of magical energy, and it actually transmitted a wonderful message: "Nicholas ......"

Raschel rolled his eyes and moaned as he rolled his eyes.

The supreme existence of the Arcane Tower, one of the two ** divisions of the Reims Empire, Nicolas Cage.

Call!

Raschel let out a long breath, and his whole person finally returned to normal.

A ruptured heart, broken veins, and Padgett's last thoughts when he died, all tell Raschel who killed him.

Beth finally got back inside.

She saw Raschel sweating profusely, and there was a strange glint in her eyes: "You used that ......"

"Yes. Raschel replied, "It ruined my life, tormented me, made me unable to cultivate, but it also gave me different abilities. I saw what Padgett wanted me to see, and that was the last clue he left me. ”

"Then the result is ......"

"Padgett died after a fierce battle...... He was not burned to death, but burned after death. Huey Gler, not his murderer. ”

"Who was the one who killed him?"

"Arcane Tower, Nicolas Cage, and Clos, and maybe one more accomplice...... Her Royal Highness the Princess. Raschel's eyes flashed with vengeance.

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There should be one or two more shifts in the evening. Fate is desperate, everyone also supports it, ** is coming.