The prisoner and the sea

Chapter 176 The Study of Flames

"I'm not, I didn't kill them."

Gwen replied, this is something that even Grid doesn't admit, if Grid says she didn't do it, then she definitely didn't do it.This woman's personality is just like that of a cat lamp, you will always find out when she has done bad things, either by their own triumphant confession, or by wagging their tails all day long with a smirk.

"Well, I don't think so." Lal smiled sweetly.

He turned around like lightning, jumped up to the top, and disappeared behind the table.

what is this?
Gwen peeked at Curseblade, and saw that there was no difference in the other side.

Lal poked his head out from behind the table: "If it's convenient for you two, why don't you come up and wait? If you don't have much to do today, I would like to trouble you. Of course, I will give you a certain reward."

Gwen nodded and walked up, while tilting her head and asking in a low voice:
"He handled the case and paid for it?"

"Don't use your understanding to guess the big detective. As a master in this field, he has already broken away from the pure monetary reward level in handling cases."

But it's puzzling that he pays money for handling a case. Maybe it's because he's not short of money?
After following up, behind the comfortable leather chair behind the table is a door that looks quite grand.

Lal's beautiful figure disappeared through the door, and Gwen followed.

Just entering is a beautiful rococo-style lounge decorated with wisps of silver.

A tall and exquisite refreshment tower sits on top of an ornate gold and silver inlaid marble coffee table.Three reclining chairs surround the coffee table, each with a translucent curtain in front of it.

expensive.

This is Gwen's first impression.

"Please take a seat, please."

Lal pointed to the recliner.

Then he turned around and walked towards the changing room in the corner, when the rustling sound of undressing came.

After about a minute, Lal came out.

This handsome boy changed into suspender lantern trousers and a white slim-fit stand-collar silk top. Although it still has a sense of refinement, it still belongs to the category of men's clothing.At the same time, he held a silk top hat in his hand. "I'm sorry, I usually like to wear women's clothes to seek a little inspiration and a chance to relax. If I accidentally scared you just now, I apologize for that."

He had wiped off his make-up, and his face was handsome, still slightly effeminate but perfectly recognizable.

"There are many ways to decompress in Utopia. As long as you are not cannibal to decompress, then I have no problem."

Occasionally Mihaila had a fever in women's clothing.

"Brother Lal, you should tell us what you want us to do, time is precious." Cursed Blade tapped the table lightly, then took a piece of tomato pie and stuffed it into his mouth.This kind of food is wrapped in soft white bread, and inside is half a chilled tomato, sprinkled with bread crumbs, sugar, and a little salt. It is an affordable and slightly luxurious food in Utopia.

"As you all know, Long Yan entrusted me to investigate this very dangerous murder case."

"Dangerous?" Cursed Blade took a sip of tea.

"If you can't see that this matter is dangerous, I have nothing to say." Lal seemed a little aggressive, and he looked eager to try, "Since I have a little bit of fame, these annoying things The incidents started to come to the door... Don't mention these, I hope to hire you to protect me to go to the scene."

"Protection?" Gwen asked curiously.

Trust two strangers?
"I'll pay each of you five hundred military coins for today's expenses, so the answer to the question won't be too important, right?"

"Indeed."

Gwen and Curseblade agreed.

If the five hundred military expenses per person per day can't move people, the world is a little bit too crazy.

He quickly put on a dark brown trench coat, and put a dark brown top hat on his head.With a look of eagerness and eagerness to move, one can feel from the bottom of his heart that he seems to have entered a very active state.

"I believe in the abilities of the two of you. By the way, I originally wanted to call in more bodyguards, but with your help, I don't think there is anything to be afraid of."

A few minutes later, after sorting out the props, Gwen put on the bulletproof vest and submachine gun for a rare occasion, looking like a military house.This is the work clothes stipulated by Curseblade, a disguise that makes customers feel reliable.

They drove towards the scene of the crime in a luxurious armored squirrel car.

In other words, towards 'chasing the scene of the crime'.

It's normal for some cases in Utopia to be difficult to solve because the crime scene is constantly moving.

The hotel train named Buches Hotel ran wildly on the fellow, and is currently driving in the seaside sightseeing area near the upper compartment area.

The Bouchess Hotel has an extremely severe black stone Gothic style, the towering gate, the horror-filled monster sculptures, it looks like a monster museum rather than a hotel.But the truth is, this is the best hotel on the whole Countryman.

Get out of the car and enter the hotel from the soft carpet.

Just as Gwen and Curseblade were looking around like bumpkins, a man dressed as a manager came up.

"Detective Lal!"

His face was as pale as a thin man, but his body had already turned into a ball, with some disgusting stains on the tip of his red nose.He was sweating and wiped his face with a handkerchief, "My savior, Buches's savior, you have come!"

He stretched out his hand.

"Don't brag like that, let's get to the point first, did you move at the scene?"

"No, I didn't even let those black dogs touch the scene, and I will carry out the protection to the end!"

The man's smug look is reminiscent of the desperately bankrupt version of the cat lamp. From another angle, Gwen understands how annoying it would be if the cat lamp was not so fluffy and soft as a cat.

"Very good. Good job securing the scene so we can get a lot of useful information...Lead the way, Mr. Buches."

The man smiled and led the way.

The three followed closely behind.

Cursed Blade whispered the information: "George Buches is the owner here, he has six heirs, and the man in front of him is Custer Buches, who was appointed by his father as the train's leader. Manager, don't underestimate him because of his appearance."

Oh!
Gwen blinked, looking at the fat ball in front of her in surprise.

The opponent's figure is similar to that fat ball of Navi.

The scene of the crime was a badly damaged suite, which was completely leaky. Thanks to the top floor, otherwise, the Butchers Hotel would have announced that it would cease operations.From here, you can see the almost castle-like building of the Grand Hotel, with six spiers corresponding to five luxury suites and the residence of George Butches himself.

This room with a semi-circular observatory and a gorgeous red carpet has become a fragmented area, and the flames are still burning, and the flames filled with the source power of dragons continue to emit high temperatures.The walls are composed of extremely imposing black stone pillars and carved black stone slabs, and there is no flame in a conspicuous and exquisite fireplace.And then the corpse—

It is not so much a corpse as it is a cremated remains.

Gwen's attention was all attracted by the surrounding flames.

"Source power..."

He whispered.

The origin of Longyan.

The opponent's source of power is like the cat Varo at night, and the light from that fat cat can be easily seen clearly.And this kind of source force is exactly the same reason, anyone who is sensitive to source force can easily feel the power from Longyan.

"Oops!" Fat Ball, Castelbuches uttered a deliberate cry like a child throwing a sandwich to attract attention.

He was drenched in sweat: "I have to go, to see the situation of other luxury suite guests, they are very worried..."

Lal half-kneeled on the ground, without looking back, raised his hand to signal Fat Ball to get out, while the other party took a breath and hurried away.

"He looks nervous." Gwen expressed his feelings, which were also Yuan Li's feelings.

Ordinary people seem to have been opened a small perspective in front of the source messenger.

Transparent, but not completely transparent.

Xiaotou, and it's not considered hanging.

On the psychological level, the other party can hardly hide any emotions.Gwen captured the extremely suspicious tension and anxiety - if in the famous Conan story, Mori Kogoro would point to this guy and yell 'you are the murderer' at this time, and say something lively because of the dead man A serious crime scene.If possible, make sure that the corpse is really dead, lest the other party not know how to read the air and come back to life.

"nature."

Lal took out a test tube from his pocket, "This kind of person always has the idea of ​​worrying about getting involved with politics. That's why Castelbucher was not approved by his father George Sr. This flame of source power... Indeed, from the outside and inside, it is Long Yan's hand."

He smiled, as if laughing at his own logic just now: "I mean, it's very likely that this is the source of Longyan, but it doesn't necessarily have to be done by 'Longyan'. This world is full of all kinds of strange things. It is normal to have a strange source of power that can borrow the other party's power even if it is not the person's own. But ordinary people don't know this..."

Curse Blade took over the topic and explained: "Caster Buchez is worried. If we conclude that Long Yan did it, he is worried about which side he is on. The authorities control the entire Utopia, and Long Yan has not yet Lost..."

"Then why don't you stand on the side of the authorities?" Gwen is not that stupid, no matter how fierce Long Yan is, is he more fierce than the Judu-level driver?
Lal stood up and smiled slightly: "Because the result is very likely that Longyan will be fined three glasses of wine, no exception, and a symbolic penalty of one year's salary and vacation, and the follow-up will be mainly to appease. Then, you are not on Longyan's side. side……"

Ah, ah ah ah!
If you say it like this, it won't be much better if you stand on Long Yan's side...

Gwen felt a little pain in the head.

"Now you know what we mean when we say stay out of politics," Curseblade sneered.

Lal took out a magnifying glass and a source power amplifier from his pocket.The former is structured like a sniper rifle, while the latter is a backpack that he carries in his carry-on suitcase.

He stopped in front of every source flame in the entire room, and half-kneeled to inspect it.From time to time, he stopped somewhere on the ground, studying some broken stones and objects.From time to time, he made doubtful voices like those villagers in Minecraft. His eyes became brighter and brighter, and he became more and more energetic.

"Very good, I collected a lot of interesting things, haha, it's really rare." He clapped his hands, "I think I probably figured out something."

"Ok?"

Gwen took two steps forward.

"The characteristics of this source force contain some extremely important objects, which helped me to solve a lot of doubts that I shouldn't have." He pointed to his head, showing a sweet and sunny smile, "It made me doubt myself. It’s a matter of judgment. Now I can also bluntly state why I semi-forcibly want you to come here.”

This is also a concern.

"Mind flayer, your disappearance time is too coincidental, and your return time is too appropriate, almost perfectly matching the killer's template, besides, I found out from some sources..." He whispered softly, " ...Your source power has a part of the power of flames, and has been considered Dragon Flame many times."

"Yes."

Gwen nodded, although he was said so, he was not angry.At present, after getting to know Long Yan more and more, I will find that being said 'like Long Yan' is actually a kind of sincere compliment.The opponent is not like a demon king covered in armor, but like a Paladin covered in silver armor with golden light.

At the same time, the words of the crime.

Gwen thought about it, and under normal circumstances, he is very likely to commit the crime!

"I got the witch car while I was outside, which means I have a comfortable base, even premeditated."

"After I came back, on the first day after the end of the long night, the commissioner died, and the mind-fleeing characteristic appeared on the attendant."

Cursed Blade added with a smile: "And the special commissioner was burned to death, and the body of the entourage was discarded outside the train. If it wasn't for a ranger who found the half-eaten body, I'm afraid I wouldn't have found it. It's a bit like Someone killed someone by stealing the mind, and then used flames to put the blame on Long Yan."

"Crimes are often that simple." Lal packed his tools, and his words seemed to confirm something, but he needed to speak to satisfy his thinking nerves, "Many suspicious cases seem to be suspects, but the murderer is often him in the end, not so many Romantic case-solving. Even the Primal case - but this one is different, although Mind Flayer you do fit the suspect's profile perfectly..."

He spoke halfway, and smiled apologetically: "I'm sorry, saying this may make you worry, you look like a candidate who was pushed out as a scapegoat. Through this disguised trace, if you are under pressure, although I really want to say that you may have no problem staying here, but it is better to plan to drive the Witch Train, the Sniper Cat, out of the Homelander."

If it was advice from ordinary people, Gwen would definitely not consider the slightest possibility and refuse it.

But Detective Lal is supposed to be a smart guy.

Therefore, he showed his face and thought for a second or two before categorically rejecting:

"I won't leave. If I leave, this matter will be completely determined to be done for me, won't it? Even if the next train accepts my train, there will be rumors. I want a clean life, or a clean life death."

There is one and only one thing Gwen hates most in life.

That is when others put things they have never done on their own foreheads, nail them with mahogany nails, and shout at themselves that they have not confessed their sins.

"I guess, you are such a person."

Lal nodded, with that sunny and warm smile on his face again, "Mr. Mind Flayer, you and Miss Curseblade must be careful, be extremely careful."

"I will."

Curseblade seemed to think of something, and answered for Gwen first.This handsome woman and this girl-like detective seemed to have reached a consensus, and Gwen and Curseblade returned to the Sniper Cat.

……

The next day, the guard came to the door of the Sniper Cat again and asked to get in the car to deliver a message.

Gwen, who had just chatted with Spark about the purchase list, asked him to come to the office.

As soon as the Rongen guard came in, he looked at Gwen with a serious expression.

she says:

"Commander Mind Flayer, this time I'm here to report the unfortunate news that the great detective Lal Homidles Oviden has been confirmed dead, and his body was found at [-]:[-] this morning. The assistant found out that the cause of death is... Duoxin."

(End of this chapter)