Tang Ning was stunned.

"Didn't anyone find out...... Inside the coffin is a trunk and a root?"

Realizing that no one had noticed, he waved his hand.

"It's okay......"

"You're in a terrible state of mind, you need to rest after the funeral, and tomorrow's trial can't go wrong. ”

Cross shook his head and whispered.

Having come to this world to attend several funerals, no one has ever replaced the body with a tree trunk for burial, this is not some kind of special ritual.

Downing stared at the trunk for a long time until the clergy's prayer was over.

Next, everyone stepped forward in an orderly manner and put the chrysanthemums or carnations in their hands into the coffin.

Downing watched everyone's looks, hoping that someone would find out like him, but did not question it until the end of the memorial, including Royce, the ruling warrior from the church.

But little by little, there were little episodes.

When young Royce wanted to put the little chrysanthemum in his hand, Mrs. Alex stopped him.

"The ruling warriors of the Church are not welcome here, please leave. ”

The murderer came from the church, so it was inevitable that Mrs. Alex would be biased against the people of the church, and as for the clergy of the local chapel, if they were not local and were acquaintances, Mrs. Alex would have refused.

Royce left with the little chrysanthemum, and no one sympathized with him.

After the ruling warrior had left, the lid was closed, and Downing and the other three coffin bearers lifted the coffin and placed it in the grave.

Moist soil sprinkled on it, and suddenly there was a sound on the tombstone not far away.

"Isn't it surprising that what you see is real. ”

Tang Ning looked in the direction from which the voice came, and there was a crow standing on another tombstone not far away.

"Did you hear me wrong?"

"There is no doubt that I am talking. ”

Seeing the young man's expression, the crow opened his mouth.

Tang Ning subconsciously looked at the expressions of the people around him, and through the sad expressions of the others, he could know that they had not noticed the abnormality of this crow.

Even though it's a magical world, it's a little weird to see a crow talking and only you can understand it.

And the sound seems familiar.

Staring at the crow standing on the tombstone, Tangning walked over.

"You saw what was inside the coffin just now?"

The crow nodded, a bit like a human.

"Of course, only you and I can see that the coffin is not a corpse, so someone is lying about Alex. ”

By this time the funeral was over, and everyone was expressing sympathy to Mrs. Alex, and Cross beckoned the young man over.

Downing trotted over and took Mrs. Alex's hand and said a few words, and when he said that he was done and looked back at the tombstone, the crow had already left.

By the end of the funeral, the crowd began to disperse.

He turned and walked home, thinking about the strange phenomenon just now.

"Maybe I'm too tired, it's just my own fantasy. ”

Back to the residence, pack up some of the rented magic artifacts and return them, not more than two days, otherwise it will be overcharged, and now his financial situation does not allow it to be wasted, although he is promoted to be an agent, but the weekly salary will have to wait for three days.

......

"Mr. Detective, feel free to come to me if you need anything. “

Strong Drake returned the glass prism to the shelves and enthusiastically introduced it.

"For example, you need to protect your belongings during law enforcement. He pointed to some pendants and other ornaments on the shelves not far away.

"These are made by the supernatural owners of the Magic Society, and they are of great value for money. ”

Walking to the shelves and looking at those strange objects, Tang Ning suddenly had a strange idea.

"Since the main purpose here is to make a profit for the people of the Magic Association, you can also spend a little money to consult, maybe you can find some information that is helpful to you, and also make the other party profitable. ”

Back to Strong Drake.

"Mr. Drake, can you provide information about supernatural powers?"

Strong paused, holding his chin.

"It stands to reason that this is also possible, if you want to consult any questions, I can find someone from the Magic Association to give you a professional answer. ”

The two returned to the outhouse and sat down.

"Do you know of any card-based magic or magic seals?"

Strong Drake snapped his fingers in thought.

"Wallon Dali, the wise man of the Magical Society, should be able to provide you with enough information in this regard, you wait a minute, I will inform him to come. ”

Sitting in his seat, he watched as Strong picked up a bell on the counter and shook it gently. Soon after, there was a knock on the door.

When the door was opened, a white-haired old man came in, hunched on his back.

"Mr. Dali, I have a little extra money, and Mr. Detective wants to inquire about something. Strong beckoned them to sit down.

Downing threw out his own question.

Wallon Dali rubbed his eyebrows.

"There are quite a few magic seals, but most of them have been lost, which magic seals would you like to consult?"

At this time, Strong on the side interjected.

"He's the mobile library of the wizarding world, and there's no type of magic he doesn't know. ”

Tang Ning heard the sound and thought carefully.

"Some things can't be said too obviously, you can be a little ambiguous, so as to avoid being counter-detected by the other party. ”

At this point, he asked.

"It's just that there is no such summoning magic seal, I saw a book before, it seems to be called a key or something......"

"The Third Key"

Wallon Dali blurted out.

"Yes, this is it, how much do you know about the magic seals recorded on it?"

Tang Ning suppressed the excitement in his heart, pretended to ask calmly, and deliberately made an excuse in order not to make the other party suspicious.

"I've seen some of it in the Bureau's classified archives, and knowing this will help you investigate some of the cases that may happen in the future. ”

Wallon Dali pondered for a moment, looking embarrassed.

"Well, I've heard of this book, and I don't know the contents of this book because it belongs to the magic forbidden books of the church, but I've read some of the relevant accounts about this book. ”

After pondering for a long time, the old man spoke again.

"This book originally belonged to an ancient human king, who sold his soul to the demons of hell to gain supernatural powers, and through the supernatural powers he obtained, he wrote down all the methods of summoning and the abilities that the summoner could obtain as he died, called "The Third Key". ”

"Sell your soul to the demons of hell in exchange for supernatural powers......"

Tang Ning pondered this sentence and nodded to continue.

The book was passed on to his descendants, but his descendants did not seem to have been so lucky, and failed to summon them, but were driven by the devil to become slaves of the devil, and poisoned the creatures, and then the people put an end to their comrades, and the book was passed down to the world, and many people had read it, but they did not believe in the method described in it, and thought that it was just a fabrication. ”

Wallon Dali spoke slowly.

"Then the Church appeared, and then when the Church grew, the book was included in the Church Directory of Forbidden Books of Magic. ”

Downing was one thing he couldn't understand.

"If it's a fabrication, why did the church put it in the list of banned books?"