Lord of the Silver Crow

After coming out of the library, Yago was ready to walk towards the cemetery.

Although it has not yet reached 13:00, and there is still a long time before the handover in the evening, it is best to go to the chess and card game room of the gentleman's club to continue to play the gambler, but...

Judging from his current summary, the way gamblers play is to "gamble" and to look at their faces. There is nothing wrong with this, and the core point of the play is...

Judging from the current situation, it is probably necessary to follow the random result to decide the action.

Gambling, this is the first point he summarized.

However, there is a problem.

He often does this now.

For example, now, he uses the front and back of the coin to decide whether to go to the cemetery or the gentleman's club, and the result is to go to the cemetery.

So he went to the cemetery.

However, he did so, but he did not appear to be affected by the time he took the potion in the underground stronghold of the thorn tree.

Another obvious effect was when choosing which door to enter in a random way in the world of the book.

Thinking about it, he thought of a word.

"bet?"

Gamblers, gamblers, the size of the bet should also have an impact.

Thinking about it, this is the explanation that fits the obvious ease of "gambling" brought by the "gambling" in the underground stronghold of the thorn tree and the increase in the number of gamblers' fallacies.

"The bigger the bet, the faster you can master it?"

When he was walking along the Qiangwei Road to the area near the Qiangwei Church, he saw a few police officers in gray police uniforms in front of an apartment not far from the church square.

This apartment building has three floors, like a unit building, with three exits.

At the entrance stairs in the middle, four police officers were seen standing there, driving away the crowds who had gathered because of good deeds.

Has a case happened?

With doubts, Yago leaned over.

The dense population and the turbulent flow of people are naturally a breeding ground for crime. In Di Lud City, crimes occur almost every day. Just like the others in Di Lud City, Yago doesn't find it strange.

However, although the proportion of homicide and injury crimes is much higher than in the modern world, crimes with a large base number must be constituted by theft and robbery.

The curious Yago didn't get too close, and didn't want to be put on a baton by the police officer. He just leaned on the outer circle formed by the crowd being driven out.

Although the height of 1.8 meters may seem ordinary in modern times, but in this kind of living conditions for most people, and there is no nutrition, his height of 1.8 meters is considered "tall". category.

With half a head above the crowd, he is still quite conspicuous.

However, only one of the four policemen standing at the entrance of the corridor noticed him.

At the moment when he met the opponent, Yago also remembered the police officer who had met once.

I saw it outside the Bradford pet shop.

However, at this moment, a person walked out of the corridor.

The middle-aged man with black and gray hair wearing a long black windbreaker with a hood similar to a priest's uniform talked with the police officer beside him and walked out.

Uncle Sander?

Seeing Sander, Yago naturally did not continue to stand in the crowd. He squeezed away from the crowd and walked to the front:

"Mr. Sandel."

Among the four police officers, three saw him squeeze up and immediately drove him out, but Sander's voice immediately sounded, preventing their movements:

"Wait a minute, I called him."

The three police officers stopped immediately and looked at the sheriff beside Sander with suspicious eyes.

The sheriff also looked at Sandel, with a puzzled look.

Sander glanced at Yago, then introduced Yago with a calm expression to the sheriff in front of him:

"Sergeant Titus, he is a private investigator. He is also very good at ‘deductive method’. He should be able to help detect incidents."

deduction......

Yago was happy in his heart, and almost didn't break his expression.

As a grave guard, Uncle Sander also has an identity related to the police station for his convenience. Just like Captain Friesen, he is a forensic doctor.

A forensic doctor who specializes in "deduction".

Uncle Sander, is your original name Sherlock H. Watson?

However, he snickered in his heart, and he couldn’t pierce Uncle Sander’s words. He pressed the top hat and didn’t take out the business card with "Black Butterfly Office" in his pocket and handed it out. He just reached out and introduced Say hello politely after your own name:

"Hello, Sheriff Titus."

"Hello there."

The Sergeant Titus glanced at Yago's beardless upper lip, frowned slightly, and just replied hello in a perfunctory manner.

Sandel didn't care much about Titus's performance. He raised his chin and gestured to Yago, then turned back and walked to the open door on the first floor of the corridor:

"Come with me, Diago."

Hearing this, Yago followed.

.......

Passing through a somewhat messy hall, Yago was led by Sander to a kitchen.

The kitchen is small, with brown wooden doors on the left and right sides, and a coal stove close to the wall, on which are not worn-out kitchen utensils.

then......

At the edge of the corner, at the edge of the sink under the faucet, a figure is lying on his stomach and pushing his head into the sink.

Dead people.

Yago didn't need to think about his body that didn't move even if his upper body was wet for a little while.

Although the interior of the sink was let dry, the wet traces were undoubtedly let dry not long ago.

Sandel lifted the upper body of the deceased without any scruples, and turned the blistered face toward Yago.

This man, who looked like he was about forty years old, had round eyes, and his slightly deformed eyes could faintly distinguish some brown.

The face of the deceased still looks quite scary.

but......

Although most of them were in the game, Yago had come into contact with many corpses, and he had just killed a person not long ago.

After pulling the facial muscles to show his uncomfortable expression, Yago approached the corpse under Sandel's gaze, and then—

Lingshi!

Along with the visualization, the spiritual fog synchronized with the vision, and his eyes turned from silver gray to dark gray.

However, just when he was about to use the ability of the Death Soul Lamp to draw out the spiritual fog of the dead according to the skills taught by Sander, he was surprised to find that there was no spiritual fog at all.

He raised his head abruptly and looked at Sandel with a suspicious gaze to confirm.

"..." Sandel shook his head, "Nothing."

The police officer on the side heard that there was no wound.

But to Yagoh, the meaning of this sentence is—

Sandel also didn't find Lingwu.

It takes time for the spiritual fog to dissipate naturally, and it will never dissipate in half a day, and no matter how long it has been dead, there will be more or less spiritual fog in the corpse...