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Chapter 66 The Murderer

There are still people on duty at the police station at night, after all, this is the Jowood District.

Jon took the cat and turned into a shadow, bypassing several policemen on duty here, and sneaked into the morgue deep in the police hall.

Disregarding the lock on the iron door as nothing, Jon turned into a shadow and easily followed the crack in the door and entered the locked morgue.

Since Baron Yassen's case has not yet been concluded, his body was quietly placed on the bed in the room.

At this time, Jon saw a bullet hole in Baron Arsen's forehead.

It has been three or four days since Baron Yassen's death, which has exceeded the fifteen minutes of death that are optimal for psychics. However, as long as the death time does not exceed a month, we can still get some superficial information.

"My dear, try to divine the cause of his death through psychic divination."

Jon has taught Xiaoguai the psychic ritual. Of course, Xiaoguai cannot arrange the psychic ritual on her own. She needs Jon's assistance.

Xiao Guai seemed to be a little out of energy after having performed divination many times in a row, but she still agreed to Jon's request, took the paper handed over by Jon, and performed a divination.

After arranging the ceremony, Xiaoguai silently recited the divination sentence amidst the quiet and distant fragrance and the cold wind surrounding it:

"The cause of Baron Arsene's death."

"The cause of Baron Arsene's death."



In the gray fog, Xiaoguai's perspective came to a hospital, where she saw a blurry figure.

He quietly opened Baron Yassen's ward at night. Next, he walked straight to Baron Yassen's bed, raised his pistol, pointed the muzzle of the revolver at Baron Yassen's head and shot him.

Xiaoguai moved his perspective forward, trying to see the murderer's face clearly.

As the angle of view got closer, the blurry figure became clearer, and she saw the murderer's ferocious expression.

Only then did she notice that the murderer's face looked very young, probably only fifteen or sixteen years old.

Moreover, the murderer's appearance is somewhat similar to that of the dead Baron Yassen, but because the "image quality" is too blurry, Xiao Guai cannot see other features clearly.

Before he could take a closer look, Xiao Guai realized that the psychic ritual was about to be unable to sustain itself, because Baron Yassen's already extremely weak spirit was about to dissipate.

So she took the initiative to break this hazy dream and opened her eyes.

She said to Jon, "Jon, I saw that the murderer looks somewhat similar to Baron Arsen, and he should be younger."

"Looks similar? He can't be the son of Baron Yassen, right?"

However, Xiao Guai can figure out the appearance of the murderer through psychic divination. As long as the official extraordinary people notice this matter, there is no reason why the case cannot be solved. It seems that there is no need for him to continue to pursue it.

"Then you are offering a reward of more than a thousand gold pounds for the murderer? I thought the investigation had found my intimidator.

Or is the murderer already running away?

Let's use the detectives' methods to learn more about this case tomorrow.

Today, I, the dark shadow, have been wandering around in the dark night for the most part. It’s time to go back and wash up and sleep.

Unfortunately, my potion did not show any signs of digestion.

But yes, magic potions are not that easy to digest. The assassin's magic potion can be digested so quickly simply because he successfully assassinated a world-famous 'Hurricane Lieutenant General' as a Sequence Eight. This led to

It digests so quickly.”

Jon thought.

…………

In the morning, at the funeral home, Jon was reading today's newspaper.

The news that the hurricane general was killed in the newspaper has not yet appeared in the newspaper. After all, he just "mailed" the head to Alger yesterday. In this era, the transmission of information is not that fast.

Turning over the newspaper, Jon noticed the news about the gathering of Mr. "Eye of Wisdom".

Jon thought about it, and although he felt that the things sold at this party were very low-end, he still had to go.

After all, there may still be some extraordinary materials that you want to purchase there, and you can even customize some equipment there. After all, there is a woman there who seems to have a "craftsman" behind her.

At the same time, he thought that maybe he could hire the extraordinary people from the Brave Bar to help him investigate some things.

For example, after all, there is a Sequence 5 "Wraith Spirit" in the Brave Bar.

He is no longer short of money. After all, the bounty on Qilingos' head will be paid soon, so there is no problem in temporarily hiring Miss Sharon to help him.

Moreover, since Maric and Sharon are in a hurry for money, their charges are not too expensive.

Thinking of this, Jon put down the newspaper, said hello to Old Warren, and then took a carriage to Iron Gate Street in the Backlund Bridge area.

Since it is Tuesday morning now, the business at Brave Bar is not very busy.

Jon pushed open the heavy black wooden door and came to the bar.

"Southwell beer, thank you."

Jon expertly took out the fivepence.

A cup of horse urine fell into his stomach. Jon wiped the fine and white foam from the corner of his mouth and burped.

Then, Jon pushed the wine glass back and said at the same time, "Is Caspars Canlinen here?"

The bartender took the glass and said without raising his head, "He's been there all along, in the billiard room No. 3."

After hearing this, Jon stood up and came to the billiards room No. 3, where he saw Kaspers with a red nose playing billiards.

"Mr. Caspars, I have something to ask you."

Upon seeing this, Caspars stopped what he was doing and signaled his companions to go out.

"whats the matter."

He rubbed his big red nose and asked.

"I need to hire a bodyguard."

Then, Jon lowered his voice again, "I don't want ordinary people. I believe you know what I'm talking about."

Jon unconsciously held a billiard ball in his hand, and he was itchy and wanted to play a few times.

After all, apart from petting cats and reading newspapers, he basically has no entertainment activities now. Of course, artistic creation will soon become his hobby.

Although he has never played table tennis, Jon feels that with his sequence seven physical coordination and control abilities, as long as he understands the rules of table tennis and is familiar with the cues, he believes that he can easily crush professional table tennis players.

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After hearing Jon's wishes, Caspars looked at Jon seriously, as if he wanted to use his eyes to create a sense of oppression.

But obviously, Jon didn't want to eat this, so he took out a gold pound and stuffed it into it.

"Referral fee."

Seeing the gold pound, Caspars patted Jon on the shoulder with satisfaction and said, "It's easy to talk to a cheerful person. Just wait for me here for a while, and I'll go ask."
Chapter completed!
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