Alex died in front of the garden in front of his house, holding the key to open the door, his head was cut off and taken away, there were burns on the surface of his body, the burns could not be determined from what kind of supernatural power they came from for the time being, and it was necessary to further consult the relevant magical materials to confirm, and the strangest point was that the deceased showed no signs of resistance from the situation on the ground at the scene......

When someone attacked Alex, Alex, who had supernatural powers, was willing to sit back and die?

......

The carriage traveled for half an hour, and during this time the rain was much heavier, and it fell on the ground with a crackling sound.

When the carriage stopped, Erwin pushed the curtain and looked at the dark world outside, then shrunk his shoulders and looked at the young man who had been promoted to agent opposite.

"Tang Ning, you have a lot to learn, and getting started on your own is the best way to learn. ”

Tang Ning understood this, got up and pushed the car door and walked out.

The raindrops the size of beans fell on the linen shirt, and the chill made people shiver.

Cherneville Tongheng handed over his hat and badge.

"Put on your hat and this, go in and ask the people inside about their itinerary during this time, and what they were doing during the time that Mr. Alex was killed, preferably with a witness. ”

Inside it refers to the abandoned tower 200 meters from the side of the road in the autumn leaf forest where the horse-drawn carriage is located, and the town of Momiji is also named after the autumn leaf forest outside the town.

Tang Ning straightened his hat, carefully stretched out his foot and stepped into the foliage forest on the side, following the faint light from the skylight of the tower 200 meters away, through the dense tree trunk.

He was amused in his heart, the agents kept expressing their regret for Alex's death, but now they were reluctant to get out of the carriage for fear of soiling their shoes on the muddy road.

At the beginning, Alex always forced them to work overtime, and no one was allowed to leave until he got off work, and it seems that most people have complaints in their hearts because of this matter, so this is the case.

All the way to the bottom of the tower, Tang Ning looked at the leaves and mud that were about five centimeters thick on his shoes, and somewhat understood the decision of the two people in the car.

Looking up at the tower, he reached out and reached out for the Beretta 92F in his arms, opened the safety and served the soup, and then put it back in.

Compared to other agents who can do magic, the only way for him to save his life in the face of these potential suspects who can do magic is this gun, and it is not clear whether the gun is really useful in the face of magic.

"Knock Knock"

Stepping forward and knocking on the dappled wooden door that was wet with rain, Tang Ning took a step back, concentrated, and held one hand in his arms.

There was a sound of going down the stairs from inside the door, and a moment later there was a "creak".

The mottled and dilapidated door opened.

Pale and messy hair draped over his shoulders, and an old man with a hunched back appeared in front of him, his cheeks were wrinkled, and he held a cane made of unknown materials, and his withered hands were more like flesh attached to the white bones of the forest.

The old man looked up and looked at the man with cloudy eyes hidden under the mess of white hair.

The first impression was uncomfortable, and Tang Ning took out the police badge.

"I'm Downing Stewart, an agent in the Bureau of Paranormal Investigation, and I have something to ask. ”

......

The crisp sound of climbing the rotten wooden staircase makes people mistakenly think that it could break at any moment.

"What happened?"

The old man who walked in front had a loud voice, not like an old man of this age.

Tang Ning hesitated to speak.

"Mr. Alex was murdered, just an hour ago. ”

The old man was slightly stunned, and looked back in surprise.

"Alex, director of the Supernatural Investigation Bureau in Momiji Town?"

Tang Ning always kept two steps away from the other party, stopped and nodded.

After receiving the confirmation, the old man looked disappointed, turned his head and continued to climb up the stairs.

"Mr. Alex is a good man, he helped me register with the Magic Society, he shouldn't have to go through this. ”

All the way to the interior of the top floor.

There are a lot of cabinets in the room, and there are all kinds of bottles of different shapes, which contain liquids and objects of different colors, in addition to some strange-shaped items placed on a table against the wall, and some of the utensils make a gurgling sound, and the smell is a little pungent.

The old man gestured to the only chair in the room.

"You may be seated, Mr. Stewart, and I'll pour you something to drink. ”

Downing amicably refused.

"No need, you sit here, I'll leave when I'm done. ”

The old man turned around and glanced at the young man and sat down.

Downing took out his notebook and pen and took notes as he asked.

"What's your name, where was you an hour ago?What did you do? Is there any witness?"

"Have you ever seen a supernatural owner who doesn't belong locally, or an acquaintance you find a little unusual. ”

After the questioning was over, I left, and it was already an hour after I returned to the car.

Erwin and Vertonghen only asked if there were any clues, and after confirming that there were no useful clues, they shrank in the car and continued to sleep.

The vehicle rushed to the place where the next occult owner was to live......

Occult owners usually live off the beaten track or in the sewers of local towns, but the sewers of Momiji Town are not enough to stay in comfortably, so there are only a few places around that have complex terrain.

......

Asked all night after night and didn't get any useful information.

Back in Red Leaf Town, it was already slightly bright, and the rain had stopped, so Vertonghen and Erwin were exhausted after staying up all night and went home early to rest.

Seeing the two companions leave, Tang Ning quickly turned around and couldn't wait to reach the door of the classified archives, and then took out the police badge that Vertonghen had forgotten to take back, and the badge was close to the six-pointed star magic seal pattern on the door.

After a few moments, the pattern shimmered faintly, indicating that the seal had been lifted.

Tang Ning suppressed the excitement in his heart, reached out and pushed the door, and the fascinated wooden door slowly opened.

"Tang Ning, are you going to check the information?"

The three agents who came in a group behind him looked tired, and someone asked casually.

Tang Ning, who had an impure purpose, was a little flustered, and immediately explained after fixing his mind.

"I want to see if there are any suspicious people who have committed crimes in the past. ”

The agent rubbed his forehead, exhausted.

"There's no need to work so hard, the necessary rest can make the case case better, and go back early to rest after a while. ”

With that, the three of them left together.

Looking at the three people who left, Tang Ning took a deep breath and quickly pushed the door in.

In front of me are countless data cabinets, from the beginning of the establishment of the Paranormal Incident Investigation Bureau to the present, all the supernatural event investigation materials in Momiji Town are all here, including some classic case materials that happened in other places, densely placed in the data cabinets.

Walking around the data room, fortunately all the materials are archived by type and year, and the bad thing is that I don't know anything about magic, so I can only look at them one by one to find some information related to my own crossing.

Just as I was about to do it, someone walked in.